Could you possibly do a reacting to their ‘dead’ s/o actually being alive with Team AR and the officers? Sorry if it’s asking too much ∑(ﾟДﾟ)
(GFL) Reacting to their 'dead' S/O returning
Anti-Rain: M4A1, M4 SOPMOD II, ST AR-15, M16A1, RO635
Officers: Helianthus, Kalina, The Commander
First Part Here for context
In the wise words of Robot Chicken Boba Fett: "BACK FROM THE DEAD ASSHOOOOOLES-"
The moment the fighting is over, M4 takes a moment, just...staring at her S/O.
Part of her was wondering if there was something in the system malfunctioning. This wouldn't be the first time ghosts have come to haunt her.
But the moment they fell to their knees, all logic left as she dashed to catch them. And when her arms held them, it anchored her to the present.
(M4A1) "You're...you're alive?!"
(S/O) "Hah...I don't really feel like I am..."
Maybe it was a good thing T-Dolls couldn't physically cry after all. It allowed her to pick them up after adjusting her gear, holding them tight to her arms as she walked towards extraction.
(M4A1) "...I'm sor-"
(S/O) "Don't apologize...You did all you could that day."
Their head rested on her shoulders, tempted to close their eyes but considering the circumstances, that'd probably just make her more anxious.
Instead they kissed the exposed part of her shoulder, and let their arm hang around her neck, making M4 smile, albeit sadly at that.
(S/O) "But...all the pain I caused you. I can't even imagine it."
Her grip tightened at that, shaking her head.
(M4A1) "You're here now. That's all I care about.
There were so many questions she had, like how they managed to get out or why their vitals went offlie.
But that could wait. Because truly, right now, all she cared about was seeing them again.
STAR's first instinct is to grab S/O by the collars, shaking them despite the injuries they sustained.
(ST AR-15) "You...YOU IDIOT!"
Her grip tightened around their shirt, borderline jostling them around as her hands trembled.
(ST AR-15) "Do you have any idea how much it hurt, thinking you were dead after that goddamn explosion?! Why didn't you just listen to me and wait instead of doing something so reckless?!"
Sorrow and rage swelled through STAR, but it disappeared just as quickly as relief soon washed over, dropping S/O to the ground and instead hugging them tightly, despite her gear making it awkward to do so.
(S/O) "I'm...s-sorry.-"
(ST AR-15) "You better be..."
Of course she was angry, but more than anything...the pain could finally ease a little. They were bruised and battered to hell and back, but they were alive.
That was something she gave up hope on a long time ago.
SOPMOD's jaw drops as she lays eyes on her S/O.
Without a moment of hesitation, she bolts into a full tilt sprint and tackles them to the floor, that alone almost killing them again.
She's borderline hysterical, laughing happily as her arms crush their back in the strongest hug she's ever given out.
S/O didn't even have the strength to eek out an 'That hurts' as the wind was being squeezed out of them.
Until mercifully RO635 hit SOPMOD's head with her fist, causing her to ease up.
(RO635) "Watch your strength, their vitals were dropping."
(S/O) "Ow...!"
Despite the unintentional pain she had caused, S/O still hugged her back, something SOPMOD readily returned.
(S/O) "I'm sorry for breaking your heart...-"
(M4 SOPMOD II) "You can make it up to me by not letting go ever again, got it?!"
M16A1 knelt down to S/O, who was trying to catch their breath leaning against a nearby barricade.
With a small smile, she held their hand, her one eye examining for the worst of their injuries.
(M16A1) "Hey there, cutie...Been a minute."
(S/O) "Hah, that all...you have to say?"
She rolled her eye, but all of a sudden took them into a tight hug the moment she found no life-threatening wounds to tend.
Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper as M16A1 felt their hand move up to her back.
(M16A1) "...I thought I lost you."
S/O didn't say anything, opting to let M16A1 help them up instead, and kissing her forehead.
The two were uncharacteristically quiet, moving toward the helicopter together, carrying them and notably not letting go of them the entire trip back.
RO wants to cry, scream, and kiss S/O all at once upon seeing them limp into view, giving a small and hurt smile toward her.
Instead, she immediately rushes over and begins bandaging them up, trying to remain focused.
(RO635) "H-How hurt are you? Are there any internal injuries that I can't see?! I-I mean, how did you even escape?!-"
S/O's hand grabbed her wrist to catch her attention, snapping her out of an increasingly panicked state and letting her regain some composure.
Taking a deep breath for her systems, RO focuses on scanning them and taking care of the worst of their wounds.
(RO635) "...What did I tell you about being reckless?"
(S/O) "D-Don't worry. Think I learned my lesson this time-"
(RO635) "DON'T MAKE JOKES, S/O."
Her tone caused S/O to flinch, her facial expressions alone bordered on crying as she patched them up.
It was times like this that S/O forgot that she wasn't human, seeing as no tears were coming out, but her shaking voice definitely made it seem like she was.
(RO635) "You were dead, and it was my fault!...How do you think I could have lived with that?! I can be repaired, you can't!-"
Gritting her teeth, she turned to S/O, softening up as one hand moved to cup her cheek.
(RO635) "...Just get some rest, S/O, please. And don't you dare think of leaving me alone like that again!"
Kalina nearly leapt from her seat the moment she saw S/O walk through the Command Room doors, covered in bandages and splints.
(Kalina) "S-S/O?!"
They were helped in by the Commander, but quickly joined by Kalina as she rushed over to hug them, tears falling down her face freely.
(S/O) "Hey, Kalina..."
(Kalina) "Hey?! Hey is all you have to say?! How about, 'I'm sorry', or 'I'm an idiot, making you think I was dead' first?!"
Honestly, she had half a mind to slap them.
Instead, she just kissed them, wiping away her tears and holding S/O's injured arm.
(Kalina) "...Thank god you're okay."
(Commander) "Kalina, you're relieved for the day. Take S/O to the infirmary for me, would you?"
Kalina nodded in thanks, helping S/O to the bed.
(Kalina) "Don't you ever scare me like that again..."
Helianthus's eyes go wide upon seeing her injured S/O stumble through the door, with Kalina and the Commander helping them in.
(Helianthus) "You're...alive?!"
She had read the report dozens of time the day their death was declared. Helianthus couldn't believe it then, and was still in the process of mourning them until now.
Honestly, seeing them here now with a smile made her want to slap them. But her mind was anything but logical right now-
(Commander) "We'll give you some privacy, Ma'am."
The Commander and Kalina saluted before leaving them alone, making Helianthus stand up from her seat and stomp toward them.
(Helianthus) "This is precisely why I did not want you on the field! You were as good as dead, and I can't even fathom what kind of luck that came by to save you!-"
Her fists clenched, and every part of her being was content to keep yelling-
Instead, she gave them the angriest hug of her life, while also letting out the biggest sigh of relief in her life.
(S/O) "I'm sorry, Helian..."
(Helianthus) "Sorry won't cut it, S/O..."
S/O gently wiped away the tear falling down her cheek, Helianthus allowing herself to be vulnerable for just this moment, with so many emotions rushing to the forefront of her mind.
More than anything, she was glad to see that another person she cared about was not lost to the fires of war.
Gentiane's arms cross as S/O approaches her covered in bandages.
(Gentiane) "I thought I was very clear in my orders that you be careful and come home alive."
To that, S/O had no retort. They were unable to look her in the eye as her disapproving look blossomed into anger.
(Gentiane) "No amount of intel gathered is worth the lives of any of our Dolls, and especially not human personnel. Do you think we can just throw you in the repair bay with them too?!"
She pinched the bridge of her nose and glanced toward Kalina and G36.
(Gentiane) "...Give us a minute, will you?"
(Kalina) "Yes, ma'am."
G36 silently nodded and the two left her office. As soon as the door slid close, Gentiane hugged S/O tightly, an exhale leaving her as she did so.
(Gentiane) "That was a stupid stunt. One more act like that, and I'm taking you off the payroll."
Though her tone was stern, she was thanking whatever gods were above that they managed to survive.
She had lost so many already, she couldn't bear the thought of losing anymore.
now we need angst because suffering builds character
she has to mercy kill her s/o
(GFL Short Fic) M4A1 mercy killing her S/O
Alternate Title: Cinnamon Roll M4A1 becomes Punished Venom M4A1 (faster than she already did anyway)
M4's already gone through unfathomable amounts of suffering in the first game.
In fact, I'm like 60% sure she's actually dead as of writing.
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It has been 2 weeks since M4A1 had seen you captured by Sangvis forces. Anti-Rain is called off from a search and rescue operation in order to defend a Griffin Base under attack.
Word Count: 1.6k
Content Warning: You (Reader) finna die, cuz. Die, real good.
M4A1 sighed as she shifted her rifle sling while she knelt, trying to scan the Sangvis Outpost for any trace of S/O. Scanning the area came back with a negative, your signature was still nowhere to be found. Even though it had gone offline two weeks ago when one of the Ringleaders kidnapped you, she hadn't lost hope.
Or rather, she refused to. Not until she at least found a body. Under orders from the Commander, she and the rest of Anti-Rain were sent to find you, alive or otherwise.
Something M4A1 kept silently thanking the Commander for, seeing as he didn't want to lose you either. Though for her, it was more personal, something the rest of the team at knew.
(M16A1) "M4."
Her squadmate's stern voice snapped her out of her reverie. M16A1 had her arms crossed, though her eye had a sympathetic look to it, putting a hand on her shoulder.
(M16A1) "Let's report back. I think we've searched all we can today."
(M4A1) "Right. I didn't see their signature here either..."
M4 SOPMOD II hummed to herself, though not out of boredom, it sounded more like she was thinking. To that, ST AR-15 raised an eyebrow and turned to her.
(ST AR-15) "What?"
(SOPMOD) "I was just thinking...Don't the patrols here seem really light to you lately?"
(M4A1) "We're still near Griffin territory, it makes sense why they'd be smaller."
SOPMOD shook her head.
(SOPMOD) "Yeah, but they know we've been poking around! Shouldn't they increase security or else we'd find S/O?"
The group remained silent at that, not entirely sure how to answer. Instead of one of them speaking up however, Kalina did instead.
[Kalina's Voice] "Anti-Rain, do you copy?!"
Hearing the panicked voice of their Commander's right hand man, M4A1 immediately responded, her eyes flashing momentarily.
(M4A1) "Affirmative, what's happening?"
[Kalina's Voice] "Sangvis has launched a massive assault on the base closest to you and the Commander! We're sending the Black Hawk for you to intercept!"
(M4A1) "Understood, send us the coordinates!"
(M16A1) "Tch, guess we found out where they were going!"
(ST AR-15) "Why now of all times-?!"
Suddenly, all their scanners began beeping rapidly, the four in unison finding the source.
...It was S/O's signature in front of the area where Sangvis was sending its forces.
...
(Commander) "Shore up the defenses! Don't let them get too close!"
The Commander directed the T-Dolls in front of the base as he reached for the pistol in his holster. Bullets whizzed by his head and into the concrete of the base, gritting his teeth as a nearby explosion sent dirt flying onto him.
(MP7) "W-Where did they even come from?!"
(OTs-14) "Incoming wave to our left! They're sending in heavy armor!"
(Commander) "Shit! Prepare to retreat, we don't have the ordinance to-"
A wave of bullets struck down the advancing Sangvis Dolls from above, hearing the roaring blades of the Black Hawk soar in overhead.
[M4A1's Voice] "Anti-Rain, deploying onto the field!"
The Commander saw his team drop in dangerously close to the frontline, making him reach for his headset.
(Commander) "Pull back, it's too dangerous for you to get that close!-"
[M16A1's Voice] "Sir, it's S/O!"
What? Did they find them?
(Commander) "...Clarify?!"
The heavy armor stomped over the hill, resembling some kind of spider tank with a strange cylindrical tube on its hull, the main cannon protruding from the bottom of the machine and powering up to fire on the base.
Before the Commander could shout to take cover, Anti-Rain leapt out of the Black Hawk and came crashing down onto the tank, staggering it backwards as the shot went wild, firing into the air and momentarily scrambling communications to static.
[M16A1's Voice] zzrrt!- "-m the tank!"
(Commander) "Repeat, I'm losing you!-"
[M4A1's Voice] "S/O's signature is coming from the tank!"
The Commander and the other T-Dolls froze when they heard M4A1'S voice clearly, looking back to the machine that retreated back from AR Team's efforts.
(Commander) "Oh no..."
...
M16 and SOPMOD struggled to stay on as they shot at weak points in the hull, their eyes still on the metallic cylinder. M4A1 and ST AR-15 were thrown off, avoiding its stomping legs as the dirt caved under its force.
(ST AR-15) "Is the cylinder the power source?!"
(M4A1) "It must be, I'm going in!-"
(ST AR-15) "WAIT!-"
M4A1 leapt onto one of the legs and kept her grip on the metal frames, even as it kept crashing into the ground making her entire body reverberate. M16A1 and SOPMOD managed to damage the turrets on its main body guarding the cylinder, but were forced to jump off, leaving M4A1 alone.
The Anti-Rain leader rushed open to the Cylinder, looking for some kind of hatch to open what she assumed was the door. Barely keeping her balance, she grit her teeth as her hands found an opening in the cracks, tearing it open-
Her eyes going wide when she saw S/O facing her, skin completely pale with wires and machinery hooked up into them.
(S/O) "M....4...?"
Their voice barely came out as a whisper, the sound of the tank and hum of machinery nearly drowning them out.
(M4A1) "S/O...?!"
The Spider Tank momentarily halted, almost powering down, confusing the team.
(M4A1) "What...did they do to you?!"
(S/O) "R-...Run...!"
And the tank sprung back to life, flailing more violently as the whining metal made it seem like it was howling in pain, M4A1 holding onto the cylinder for dear life as she lost her footing.
Hanging on with her fingers, she gripped the metal so hard that it completely bent, yanking herself back down to solid footing, looking to see where she could disconnect S/O.
(M4A1) "I'm not leaving you behind!"
(S/O) cough "M...M4...L-Listen to me!"
S/O coughed out blood as they struggled to yell, the machine in a perpetual state of losing and gaining control of itself.
(S/O) "You...need to destroy this thing...! With...me in it!"
(M4A1) "Shut up! I'm not doing that!-"
(S/O) "I...can't hold back much longer! If it takes over again, I'm not gonna be able to stop the cannon!-"
M4A1 grit her teeth, frantically looking for some way to power the machine down.
(S/O) "Look at me...I'm barely human anymore...I can't disconnect from this, otherwise I'll-"
(M4A1) "JUST SHUT UP! I'M GETTING YOU OUT, S/O!"
S/O's arms managed to lift, one final time to put their palm on the bottom of her neck. Despite how much pain it caused them to move, how much blood was coming from their mouth, they still struggled out a smile.
(S/O) "...Thank you for not giving up on me, M4."
With the last of their strength, S/O managed to shove M4 backwards, causing her to stagger and fall off the Tank as it abruptly halted, its legs twitching, though for how long the squad didn't know.
(M16A1) "M4! Use my case!-"
M16A1 tossed the massive weapon case she had been carrying towards M4 as she fell, managing to grab it as she landed perfectly.
(M4A1) "S/O is inside, I think the Sangvis programming has control of them! We need to-"
M16A1 clutched onto M4's shoulders, her voice yelling but her eye held as much sadness as her little sister's.
(M16A1) "I know! We heard it...we all did! But once Sangvis programming takes hold, there's no going back! We have to take them out!-"
M4 remained quiet, and yanked the case to climb back up the leg, joined by ST AR-15.
(M16A1) "SOPMOD, help me disable the gun!"
With gunfire echoing below her, M4A1 climbed back up to the top, roaring as the case unfolded itself into a cannon, aiming it right at the cylinder where S/O was resting.
(ST AR-15) "Fire, quickly! The tanks coming back online!"
M4A1 yelled out, as if it would give her the resolve to fire upon the human she loved faster, holding the trigger but stopping when S/O's head lifted. They gave her a gentle smile, speaking quietly, though M4A1 knew exactly what they said reading their lips.
(S/O) "M4...It's sad, isn't it?"
(M4A1) "...I-I CAN'T!-"
ST AR-15 rushed over to M4, grabbing ahold of her arms and forcing her hand to squeeze the trigger, firing the cannon with such a violent burst that it sent the two of them flying back, vaporizing the cylinder in a clean blast that scorched the entire top of the tank, and annihilated the power core.
The tank roared to a stop, collapsing onto the ground while M16A1 and SOPMOD caught their squadmates.
The case folded back into itself, laying on the dirt next to M4 as she silently stared into the sky, eyes half open as sound slowly came back to her.
(ST AR-15) "Commander...Threat has been neutralized."
The tone of her voice indicated no joy in reporting it, shutting her eyes along with SOPMOD.
[Commander's Voice] "...U-Understood. Sangvis Forces are in retreat. OTs-14 is sending a squad to retrieve you all."
(ST AR-15) "Copy. Awaiting arrival, STAR out."
M4A1 remained on the ground staring at the clouds that drifted by, almost in a daze.
M16A1 moved to pick her case back up, before kneeling down to her little sister, and hugging her tight as she leaned her to sit upright.
(M16A1) "I'm so sorry, M4..."
Hearing her words broke something in M4A1, as she immediately punched her shoulders before sobbing into them, with M16A1 holding her head closer as her one eye shut.
ST AR-15's grimace grew before feeling SOPMOD squeeze her wrist, making her look over. SOPMOD opened her mouth and gestured silently at M4A1, but she shook her head no.
She couldn't comfort her squad mate after essentially forcing her to kill the human she loved. That was something she couldn't forgive herself for, even if it had to be done.
Anti-Rain remained quiet, except M4A1's sobs who continued, even when evac arrived with the Commander, the members silently looking at the remains of the tank, and where S/O used to be...
Gentiane with smart and lazy S/O. Since they are both too lazy to put in extra work, they go both cuddle in a secret spot to lazing sleep and hope T-Dolls or other commanders don't find them
(GFL) The Commander and G36 with a lazy S/O
This is the first post the Commander has gotten despite the fact she became available in January WHOOPSIES
Honestly, Gentiane respects the hustle S/O has. Do the work they're paid to do, nothing less, and nothing more.
They both exchange spots to take a quick nap in, one that is (hopefully) devoid of any prying eyes.
One, because the Commander at least deserves some privacy when spending time with a loved one!
And two, no one can yell at them to get back to work.
Heavens forbid a woman shuts her eyes in her own office!
(Gentiane) "The storage area, interesting choice."
(S/O) "Yeah, G11 shared this spot to me, actually."
(Gentiane) "...Is that where she goes off to? Huh, clever girl."
Though, their frequent "short breaks" usually result in Kalina finding them, demanding "bribes" or she'd report them to Helianthus.
So, the two have had to be creative in avoiding her money-grubbing eyes...
G36 knows that S/O can be hardworking, especially when the situation calls for it.
Which makes it all the more frustrating to her that she finds them 'napping' in increasingly harder to find spots.
Well, at least S/O thinks they're hard to find. G36 has played these games before with other T-Dolls. At least humans had somewhat of a better excuse than the other girls.
(G36) "S/O. This place isn't good for sleeping."
(S/O) "GAH!? Ah, hey, honey!-"
(G36) "Please go back to work."
(S/O) sigh "Alright, alright...-"
(G36) "And if you plan to hide paperwork, it will only increase your workload later...And beneath the drawer isn't a good place for them either."
(S/O) "D-Duly noted."
S/O may be the human she loved, but that did not mean G36 was going to cut them any slack.
In fact, it's because of that fact G36 is absolutely relentless in shutting down S/O's laziness.
Alternative Title: Sabrina is a badass/dork for around 1k words.
No one requested this, just thought this would be funny to write and to give our gal the content she deserves. Inspired by her Mod-1 story.
Also a friendly reminder because I forget about this fact all the time, our lovable and cute T-dolls are terminators. So do NOT anger them.
(Kalina's Voice) "S/O. SPAS-12, do you copy?"
S/O reached for their phone and put it up to their ear, though it was simply to keep up appearances. Both them and SPAS-12 were currently dressed as civilians, a couple going out together at a nearby café and blending into the city.
The area they were in seemed unaffected by the previous war and quite lovely, if it weren't for the fact they were hunting down a weapons dealer that one of Griffin's clients couldn't tolerate.
S/O was doing their best not to look suspicious, their eyes hidden by a pair of shades as they carefully watched the road next to them, with SPAS-12 happily snacking on a cookie as they waited.
(SPAS-12) "Mmm! S/O, you have to try this!-"
...Doing their best to ignore that, S/O responded to their superior.
(S/O) "Loud and clear."
SPAS-12 pouted at being ignored, before S/O gently nudged her leg with their foot, avoiding the shopping bag that contained their helmet and motioning with their head to the left and catching her attention.
In an instant, her expression became serious, adjusting the large suitcase that contained her shield and shotgun behind her...All the while nibbling on the cookie she was trying to give to S/O.
(Kalina's Voice) "The target's vehicle should be approaching your street now. Do you have visuals?"
(S/O) "Confirmed. Black sports car parking outside an alley...Bold of them to try this deal in broad daylight."
(SPAS-12) "The alley leads into an apartment complex, if I remember this street right."
(Commander's Voice) "Client would prefer the target alive, but if you have no choice, lethal force is authorized."
(S/O) "Understood, S/O out."
Hanging up the phone, S/O got up from their seat while grabbing their bag, motioning for SPAS-12 to follow. Normally, this operation would have just been performed by Griffin T-Dolls to lower risk of casualties, but a human presence was required. The dealer only talked to humans, and they unsurprisingly had a device able to tell if someone was or not. Apparently, it stemmed from a hatred of T-Dolls, but S/O couldn't care less about that.
And evidently, neither could SPAS-12.
(SPAS-12) "I put yours in a to-go bag! We can have some on the way home!"
(S/O) "Sweetie, we have got to get your mind focused on the mission. I promise to eat my share if you-"
As they were approaching the alley, suddenly SPAS-12's eyes focused ahead, raising her arm instantly and stopping S/O in their tracks. S/O was startled by her speed, not even getting a chance to blink before she effortlessly swung her suitcase forward in front of her, SPAS-12's serious expression not flinching for a second.
(S/O) "-...C-Concentrate."
(SPAS-12) "I detect drones powering up. I think they know we're coming."
S/O took a deep breath, reaching into their jacket for their pistol, though still concealing it as they were out in public.
(S/O) "Well, so much of a human aid being required...How'd they know?-"
(SPAS-12) "Commander. Looks like our position is compromised and a firefight is inevitable, there is a high chance it might spill out into the street, though we will attempt to mitigate collateral."
A brief moment of silence passed, before the Commander responded.
(Commander) "Acknowledged. Proceed."
SPAS-12 took a deep breath, turning to her S/O.
(SPAS-12) "Stay behind me, and watch our back. I doubt their weapons could effectively harm me, but they might go for you instead. Got your helmet?"
S/O stood behind SPAS-12 and reached into the bag, the wrappers concealing it ruffling as they grabbed the underside of it.
(S/O) "Yeah, ready when you are."
(SPAS-12) "Then, like we practiced! You still remember the rhythm?"
(S/O) "...S-SPAS? Do we have to play the song too?-"
She nodded, being completely serious.
(SPAS-12) "It will disorient them, as well as help remember our training. You trust me, don't you?"
SPAS-12 turned back to S/O giving them a gentle smile, one that they could never say no to.
(S/O) "...I do."
Finally approaching the alley, the suitcase clicked open as she grabbed her weapon, the shield attaching itself to her almost telepathically as it whirred into position, directly in front of S/O as she strode into the open.
Immediately, gunfire burst from the windows, shattering glass as bullets harmlessly ricocheted off her frame, not even causing her hair to fray. Meanwhile, S/O grit their teeth as bullets rattled the shield, both of them running away from the direction of the street to avoid anyone getting hurt.
(SPAS-12) "Beginning breach! Hitting it!-"
A song began playing, the beat instantly sounding familiar as the lyrics rang out and echoed down the alley.
It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake!
THUD!
SPAS-12 kicked the door, with it flying off its hinge and pulverizing a combat droid standing behind it.
If the way is hazy-
BLAM! BLAM!
SPAS-12 fired her shotgun twice, bisecting one droid from the close range while the other had its upper half vaporize into smaller scrap. By the time the dhe door slammed into the wall, breaking the concrete as the shield faced behind her, SPAS-12 moved to the right while S/O faced the left.
You gotta do the cooking by the book!
BANG!
S/O pulled the trigger as soon as the song finished the line, blasting off the head of another droid rounding the corner, before hiding behind the shield again.
You know you can't be lazy!
Before the next line of the song played, they switched positions effortlessly, with SPAS-12 now suddenly aiming her gun down a hallway where even more droids poured in.
Never use a messy recipe-
TheBLAM!CakeBLAM!willBLAM!endBLAM!upBLAM!crazy!
SPAS-12's shots caused the room to flash several times as robotic limbs were sent flying across the room, furniture and paper getting decimated in the process as she kept her attention on both the scanner and the song.
If you do the cooking by the book,
S/O's hand tapped behind her shoulder, motioning the group forward as her shield still hovered behind her, S/O using it as mobile cover as they neared the stairs of the apartment, leaving the mess of a lobby behind.
Then you'll have a cake! BANG!BLAM!
On the last word, SPAS-12 and S/O took out the bodyguard droids of the dealer, with their enemies slumping to the ground shooting out small electrical sparks as the dealer had his back against the wall.
The couple aimed their guns at the dealer, with the shield slightly lowering.
Prompting the dealer to immediately pull out his gun and aim for S/O's feet, the shield instantly correcting itself to stand upright and block any and all shots hitting them. S/O nodded and turned back to the stairs, waiting for any potential enemies as SPAS-12 glared at him.
The dealer then immediately shot SPAS-12, the bullet of his gun bouncing off her head, now making her eye twitch.
(SPAS-12) "Well, look at that. I have authorization to fire on a human, but I have to reload. Lucky you. That means I have to do what comes next with my bare hands."
...
The Commander and Kalina could hear for a brief moment the sounds of the dealer swearing, before a violent crash deafened the comms. Shortly after, SPAS spoke again.
(SPAS-12) "Target subdued, Commander. Moving to extract, no casualties."
(Commander) "Understood. Your ride is coming shortly. See you back at base."
Communications turned off with the Commander chuckling to himself in amusement, his second in command shivering next to him.
(Kalina) "Yeesh! Imagine if they had shot her food too."
(Commander) "I don't think there'd be anything left of the poor bastard. Anyways, once they drop off the target, send the Black Hawk to the coordinates."
...
SPAS-12 and S/O sat together as the Black Hawk was flying back to base, the two of them eating the cookie she had saved.
(SPAS-12) "See? Isn't it good?!"
S/O laughed at the sight as her face melted into delight, savoring the chocolate in the cookie. As if they hadn't seen that same face almost end a man's life right in front of them only a few hours ago. Wiping the crumbs off their lips, they leaned into her.
(S/O) "Yeah, yeah. I'll admit it's pretty good."
(SPAS-12) "I got enough to last us for the rest of the week, just make sure we share, okay?"
(S/O) "SPAS, you're the one who usually eats more than your half...W-Wait a second, how much of the money I gave you did you spend on the cookies? How much were they a piece?!"
