Fallen Grace

[Jeremy Hunter]

"Sir, Colonial Marines have landed!"
Clement nodded, firing another burst down the corridor. "Tell them to hurry up. We need to get to the sabatoge points ASAP!" He said. "Mathieu, grenade!"
Complying, a soldier tossed a grenade down the hall, and with a bang, three Royalists got to meet their maker. The rebels were doing their best, but they needed those Colonial Marines here now.
"Teams, report."
"Barely holding on. Choke points are making it easy, but we're gonna run out of ammo soon."
"Sacrebleu." Was all Clement said.

Acadia rolled her shoulders, picking up a second gun and firing it as well. "Eglantine Actual, we're doing out best. Be ready."
"Eglantine Actual copies."
Acadia gritted her teeth. "Bernard, feels like Le Mans again, doesn't it?"
"Except we didn't have as much backup ma'am!"
Acadia laughed, continuing her onslaught. "True!"

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.