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Date: 2015-08-09 10:27 pm (UTC)I'm on it.// There's a chirp from the Ghost, and a blue light darts into Blaze's Pike. //I'm certain our comms are secure. Perhaps they've seen these vehicles before.//The tools aren't on her side, but Samus' fire rakes across a sniper's position and it huddles up, suddenly cocooned in rippling orange energy. Its comrades immediately co-ordinate fire on Samus, trying to relieve the damaged unit.
//So they're worried? Good sign.// Blaze scans the road ahead. Another shot scores her Pike and glances over her leg. She ignores it. //Got an idea - let's see how sensitive their optics are.//
She banks hard, using the Pike's momentum as she hurls a flashbang grenade toward the snipers. One of her class perks, it turns out, is a damn good throwing arm. The grenade bounces off the rocks, detonates mid-air in a resounding crack and a flash designed to flood most sensors with white noise. It won't incapacitate all the snipers, but several are close enough to reel in disorientation.