Armageddon Wars RP

Marichuy nodded. she clicked her tongue, and looked at the time. "Almost time..huh" she looked out the window and saw how fast the jet car was moving all she saw was the moving of objects it was so fast that she just had to clothes her eyes. She smiled and crack her finger making a stinging sound, she quivered. She clutched her Strogg Lightning Gun, she opened her eyes and deeply signed thinking about the plan, her stomach started to have an uncanny feeling but she ignored it, and looked out the jets window, with a chivalrous expression in her face.

 

Mark's body glowed white. Once it stopped, he was in his armor. "Alright, I'm ready. See you guys when we're done." He turned around and ran off by himself.

 

Before Jerry and the others split apart, Cardon gave a small nod to them and then followed after Mark silently. The satchel at his side might have looked like an old fashion backpack, but inside it had been installed with technology that allowed it to store up to fifty large items and over a hundred smaller ones. Right now it was only using a quarter of its capacity. He spared a second of thought to pray that the others would be safe. He might be a man of science, but it never hurt to have a little backing.

"Cardon, you and Mark will head inside while 7170, Marichuy, Nicole, and myself do the distracting. Make sure to plant some explosives around their mechanical soldier factories, as well as sabotage some of their supplies for the humans. Make sure acts of man look like acts of God. Got it?" Cardon looked over his shoulder and watched Jerry from the corner of his eye. It looked like he would have to wait on that information. Turning back to the concoction he was making he let a few silent moments pass by as he collected his thoughts. Finally he turned from his creation and put his hand on the table, leaning back. A knowing smile appearing on his face, "Yeah, understood."

Snapping back to reality, Cardon looked for Mark. He hadn't had that much of a lead, but if Mark wanted to he could be just as stealthy as those infamous ninja of long lost Japan.

 

Mark got to what appeared to be a dead end. He looked back at Cardon. "Okay, I've scanned this area. There's an entrance for you at that turn we passed. I'll get in through here." Mark pointed at a small hole, too small for him to get through. Mark's body then started to curl up until his suit became a ball about the size of a basketball. He rolled through the hole.

 

Cardon went back to where Mark had told him of his entrance and proceeded in. After a short while, a few guards began to pass him in the hallway at an intersection. Atomatically, Cardon slammed himself against a wall quietly, and waited for them to pass by.