[ lakshmi disappears into the shadows almost instantaneously, and maine is slightly disappointed that he doesn't have more time to watch her work. she moves unlike anyone he's ever met, graceful and quiet but dangerous, too, the kind of quiet you don't hear coming until you've already got a knife at your neck.
no one in freelancer was particularly stealthy, not like this, not in their hundreds of pounds of armor, blasting into insurrectionist hideouts with shotguns and rifles and fistfuls of frags. subtlety didn't get the job done quickly, subtlety wasn't as effective as completely blowing the shit out of everything, subtlety wouldn't help them against 8-foot covenant elites. body count was what mattered most, in the end.
maine exhales and yanks one of his gloves off with his teeth before he begins carefully picking through the wires in the panel. the first wire he cuts isn't the right one, but it's apparently not the wrong one, either, because nothing awful happens in response. maine casually glances up at vortala to make sure he isn't watching. he's not. his attention is elsewhere, on the rest of the base, watching for movement.
his second attempt goes a little better than the first: the lock briefly lights up green as soon as the wire is cut, a good sign. maine rocks forward onto his feet, fitting the panel onto the wall with a click and a snap, and turns to gesture lakshmi over with a low whistle and a nod. ]
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no one in freelancer was particularly stealthy, not like this, not in their hundreds of pounds of armor, blasting into insurrectionist hideouts with shotguns and rifles and fistfuls of frags. subtlety didn't get the job done quickly, subtlety wasn't as effective as completely blowing the shit out of everything, subtlety wouldn't help them against 8-foot covenant elites. body count was what mattered most, in the end.
maine exhales and yanks one of his gloves off with his teeth before he begins carefully picking through the wires in the panel. the first wire he cuts isn't the right one, but it's apparently not the wrong one, either, because nothing awful happens in response. maine casually glances up at vortala to make sure he isn't watching. he's not. his attention is elsewhere, on the rest of the base, watching for movement.
his second attempt goes a little better than the first: the lock briefly lights up green as soon as the wire is cut, a good sign. maine rocks forward onto his feet, fitting the panel onto the wall with a click and a snap, and turns to gesture lakshmi over with a low whistle and a nod. ]