Message 14: Deja Vu Something Awful [Closed radio channel; filtered to anyone in Halo/PF armor]

[unrecovered]

[Wash is terse and obviously very unhappy. Not a good situation.]

In case anyone missed Luna's post, we've got four big Nightmares in the city. One of them is the Meta, or at least a Nightmare version of it, which means it's worse.

It still behaves like the Meta, which means it'll go after AI. Anyone in armor is a target, so no one goes out alone. North, South, Epsilon, you're with Carolina. Church, York, Grif, you're with me. Noble-Four, Noble-Six, either pick a team or stick together. Call for backup if you see it. Don't be a hero, don't be an idiot, and don't get killed.

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[spaceracist]

[Emile snorts loudly, sounding amused.] Didn't say we weren't targets. But if we're playin' cat and mouse, one of the other teams ought to be the cheese.

[unrecovered]

[Wash is this close to telling Emile to go fuck himself. Thiiiiiis close.]

You are not using anyone on my team as bait.

[All of Freelancer is his team now because fuck you that's why.]

[spaceracist]

[Touchy, touchy. You'd think Wash had never had battle jitters before.]

Fine. We get Three a rifle, I'll be bait. I know what it can do.

[unrecovered]

[Every plan he's been in that has involved luring the Meta anywhere has ended really really badly for him. He's just trying not to get anyone killed.]

It has cloaking and doesn't show up on motion trackers. You'll be dead before Noble-Three can pull the trigger.

[spaceracist]

[...What does Wash think he is, fresh out of training or something?]

This ain't my first rodeo, Freelancer. Hunting Elites is my damn job, and they always use cloaking and screw with the motion trackers.

[lonenoble]

Washington, we know what we are doing. Worry about your own team.

We are Spartans.