Like Jackie Chan use to yell on that cartoon show while running away. A naked man can be seen running, and diving around the loading dock. Yelling out and dodging gunfire.
"Bad day Bad day Bad day!" While saying this I dipped behind a storage container. 'This would not be so bad if I wasn't naked. Bloody glad I didn't get hit, those guns look a lot worse. I needed to think of a plan on how to get out of here and fast. Calming myself I gathered my thoughts and started to think of my options.'
System: Intelligence Check 13
'Thought of plan but it was gonna be risky. But the objective only required me to get out of here. Not take down a facility. I have enough health to get to the shuttle and attempt my escape. Also with my shielding In place, I should be able to get there if a fight breaks out with the remaining guards..'
Third Guard: Circle around and find him. Give him some extra beating for destroying that shipment.
"Yes, Sir" another guard sounds out. "Get that Mech moving we still have to get that criminal and more cargo to get unloaded. Get up it's just a little gas you idiots." The guard moves up to force his worker's to get off their ass and go after the prisoner. Stepping into the gas he realizes his mistake.
Smoke fills the general area near the mech and guards. A black and red smog covers that area with little biotic fluctuations as well.
I could no longer see shit over from where was crouched. 'That shit looks seriously wrong.'
"Cough, Cough, Cough Hooo, Hooo" The area becomes filled with coughing and howling.
'What the hell is going on over there? Screw it I don't care enough.' I make a beeline for the shuttle.
System: Perception Check 3
"Rocket away, stop now prisoner!" The mech pilot shouts as he fires a rocket that goes flying through the air.
"Did he just say rocket away. Screw that i am not even gonna risk looking back st it as I through my shield up.
'Lv3 13/25 Biotic Shielding activate.'
"Boom" The explosion from my shield and the rocket colliding sends my flying towards the shuttle side.
"Crack" I felt my ribs give way. "Arrgghh" The blast was to much took my shield out in one go. I could feel my hair all along my body was burned off and burn marks were all along my sides. My head was pounding to top it all off.
Health 10/61
System: Constitution Check 5 Willpower Check 23
After sliding from the side of the shuttle to the floor. I tried to get up to no avail. It was taking everything to stay awake. Then an option appeared before me, well two options. I saw in front me to my left a stack of hover platforms in blue, to my right a set of tanks on a cart in red.
I threw what was left of my gun at the mech.
"Ding" The gun bounce right against the glass dome of the mech.
"Pft is that the best you can do. I am gonna enjoy breaking your legs. As long as I don't kill you my pay won't get deducted. The Pilot was almost snarling as he spoke. As he approaches me I made my decision.
'Red decision System. I'll be damn if he gets to break my legs.'
I lost control of my body again. This time it was a blessing I felt like shit.
'Lv3 12/100 Misty Fist activate!' I moved to the right. With a straight chop downward I sliced the valves on the tanks. As it took off towards the mech, damn near becoming air born.
"Bang"
It impacted on the legs and blew up. The force of the blast sent me sliding towards the shuttle hanger.
"So close." I try to crawl up the ramp. Took a look at my health before passing out.
4/61
"Damn so close." Those were my last words before I went night night.
"Chari, pick him up there is no need to go searching for a new prisoner to purchase. He will do fine. I will send the Blue Suns their money now. It's time we leave here. This place can do nothing for us." An Asari at the helm of the shuttle says. As she pecks away at the computer. Suddenly there is a scowl on her face. "Move now Chari! The base is taking fire. Dammit!"
"Yes, Mam!" The other woman puts her arm out and a blue tint surrounds it. "Lift, Pull." The body falls on to the cargo floor. "Why the hell is this guy naked1? What's with these wounds?"
"Put some basic gear on him we are leaving now!" The woman at the helm toggles a switch and the shuttle takes flight.
System: Quest 1 Complete tutorial. Completed.
Rewards: Inventory Small, Store, Auxilliary Subroutine, Observe
Grade stage 1: Mission Complete
Grade stage 2: Mission Complete
Grade stage 3: Mission Clear
Difficulty Level Hardcore calculating new bonus. Additional attributes are given.
"Argh what the hell." I come to and find my self in a lab. I am in full science gear. Lab coat and some weird device in my hand with medical documents in front of me. 'What the hell have I been doing?'
"Chish" A Turian entered the room dressed in medical gear.
"Slip.." I trailed off before a headache hit me like a freight train.
"Easy you have been working to long especially being injured. Told the boss you needed to rest but she said you would be fine and the work was good for you." Slipp said to me as she eased me onto a stool.
"Thanks, Slipp, don't know what I would do with outcha." I smiled at her while nursing my headache.
System: Charm Check 19 Slipp +9
"No problem, rest we are pulling up to the citadel. Lady Maldova has errands to run and we are getting our ship back from repairs. With the help, you gave us the other day we will be able to get fresh supplies and gear." Slipp says to me as she hands me a glass of water. "Anyway after you get your stuff taken care of, on the Citadel come find me. I may need some help." Slipp makes her way out of the room.
"You can count on it, well long as I remember anyway." As reassuringly as i can I say to Slipp as I wave her goodbye.
'Ok System answer time!'
System: Of course User. First, let me congratulate you on your success. You Only missed 80 % of the gear that was possible and only missed 40% of the secret Quests and memory shard. Also, I am sorry about this.
'Doesn't seem like congratulations to me. That was a lot of loot and quests. Wait sorry about what?'
Before I could get an answer my world went dark.
System: Applying Perfect synchronization now...Fusing mental fragment...