Re: Rictor & Shatterstar
As the last step, Shatterstar set this device's timer for only fifteen minutes, which was about as long as it had taken them to run upstairs and empty the shelves and cabinets of paper, plus time spraying the fuel on all that damn paper. He set the charge down precisely in the center of the middle aisle and took off.
"Evac mode," he called out to Rictor, running his way. As soon as his friend was in full view, and they were on their way out, he asked, "What did they say? Are they backing us up?"
He waited until Rictor replied before hitting his throat mike again. "Still waiting on those reports, people! Come on, come on, come on!" he barked in his best drill sergeant's growl.
"Team 4 on site! We're almost done!" He thought he might have heard a mumbled 'keep it in your pants, geez!' just before the mike closed, but he wasn't going to even worry about that right now.
"Team 3 is clear. Aqua awaiting orders. Uh... Blitz took off, sir."
"Teams 3 and 4, acknowledged. Fall back to base, Aqua. Team 4, get moving! Team 2! Where the hell are you? We are in evac mode," Shatterstar shot back, none too pleased with his new team's performance. "I repeat. We are in evac mode. Fall back to base." He'd have some choice words for Blitz, certainly, but those too would have to wait until they were back at home base.