<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805608801994670092/813384132997939210/IMG_20210222_184759.jpg)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Orange Team</span></span></div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Arcus Aurelion  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15727099#msg15727099)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Turian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Spectre<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 20th, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Pictured<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>West of landing zone<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Being a badass<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Orange Team<br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>His shot hit true; the creature reared back it's ugly head and cried out in agony as a thermal bullet ripped right through one of its four eyes, splattering out a sickly green goo that Arcus could only assume was his blood. The distraction proved enough for Sam to awkwardly barrel roll out from under it's legs— the spectre let out a small sigh of relief. If the doctor was the first to get hit... well, they'd be well and truly fucked.  Good thing both Namir and Kandok were proactive and were emptying their rounds into the thing's mouth and chitin, though it seemed to barrel through every single bullet that rained on its large body. Tough bastard. Still safely out of sight, he readied another shot at the Harvester's face, again aiming for another one of its eyes. This time the one under the freshly blinded one, so that it'd have a hard time coordinating it's movements with one side of it's face blinded. A steady breath, one moment to aim, and a bullet whizzed through the air, hitting it's mark right on its eye once more.<br/><br/>No time to celebrate his marksmanship though, as Kandok, a 700 pound Krogan, got thrown towards the caves like he weighed nothing. "Shit." With their meat shield gone, the rest of the team would be Harvester fodder if they didn't play their cards right. With a boost of his leg, he leapt from atop the hill, de-cloaking his armour mid-air and landing with a hard roll on the ground, switching to his Phaeston assault rifle for close combat. "Kandok, come in!? Are you still alive?" He whipped around to Sam, his voice hard and clear in his seriousness. "Adams, go check on him and see if he's okay." He then turned back to the creature, and starting firing without rest at it, not even bothering to aim as he weaved around the field and drew its attention away from Sam. "Over here, you ugly bug!" he said, not quite comprehending that his voice wouldn't make it through in this atmosphere.<br/><br/>"Sedef, help me out here!" he yelled, just in time as he popped an incendiary grenade in his hand and chucked it straight into the wide open maw of the Harvester. "Overload the grenade!" he said, just as he ran and slid under the bug to shoot at the bug's (hopefully vulnerable) underbelly.