Seeing that Eva had recovered and that her ire was up, Spectre was more than happy to let her take point and chew through the base's defenders.
Vindicator wrote:"Warshade, Jon and I are on the way." she communicated before adding The mental link is still up as well thanks to Jon.
[I can home in on you psychically, through the link. Eva, we want the next left up ahead.]
Warshade wrote:"On the way to where?" Liz thought she felt a breeze picking up. "I'm not even sure where we are."
, he sent over the link. Just then, two goons, hoping to get behind Vindicator, opened a side hatch and were caught off-guard by Spectre. Without missing a beat, Spectre reached out and executed a textbook Vulcan nerve pinch...which, by itself is useless. However, that physical contact allowed him to send a powerful telepathic command of [PAIN]
into the mook's mind, causing him to feel like he'd touched an electric fence. As the first slumped to the floor with a strangled "ERGK...", Spectre covered the second's eyes. The word [SLEEP]
flooded the man's mind, drowning all other thoughts. With practiced ease, Spectre lowered him the ground. [Vindicator, I will be back in a moment...]
At the T-junction ahead, Eva was faced with a problem. Two minions with heavy weapons were laying down a withering spray of fire at her. Not nearly enough to get through her shield, of course, but enough that if she wasn't careful on her approach, Jonathan or the minions she'd already taken out might take a ricochet. Suddenly, the barrage stopped as one of the brutes was flung into the other and then dragged back the way he came. A few bursts of fire followed, punctuated by screams, then silence. Then, the brute, disarmed, rounded the corner, pulling off his gear frantically. "MOMMY!!", he screamed as he stumbled and crawled to Eva's feet. "I want my MOMMY!!", he cried out looking over his shoulder. Looking up, she saw Spectre gliding slowly down the hall, doing his best Darth Vader impersonation. The brute turned back to "Mommy" and was met with an armored fist, putting him (temporarily) out of everyone's misery.
Spectre tipped his hat as Eva passed to take the lead again. [I couldn't let you have all the fun.]
[...Vindicator DID open a...window, earlier...]
Warshade wrote:"No there's a draft. And I think it's picking up. Which is odd considering we're inside a mountain."