<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/Cyclone-Avi.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Captain Owen Shade<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 22nd<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Memphis Rift Zone<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Korra<br/><hr/><br/>Owen was taken completely by surprise by the ripping earth which picked him up and tossed him backwards end over end.  His instincts kicked in and his cyclone armor transformed around him just before he landed flat on his back with a grimace.<br/><br/>++You okay Captain?++ He heard Link’s voice ask with a twinge of amusement, but Owen was already up on his metal clad servo enhanced legs.<br/><br/>“Yeah.  Keep up cover fire.” He ordered.<br/><br/>++You sure Boss.  She seems to be handling her own.++  Max’s voice was interrupted by the sizzle of his Triax Ion Pulse Laser.<br/><br/>Owen looked up to watch the mezzmorizing dance of destruction Korra was weaving across the clearing scattering Skelebots and Dog Boys around like leaves on the wind, but the Coalition troops were already regrouping after the surprise assault.  The girl wove around the bursts of gunfire, but they were slowly drawing the noose around her in a hail of overlapping fire.<br/><br/>“Give the dead boys something to worry about.” He ordered sprinting forward sending chunks of churned earth up in his wake.   He could see the girl starting to struggle as the earthen walls she was conjuring were torn apart under the concentrated fire of Coalition lasers.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/75/Deadboy.jpg)</div>++Check that Spec Ops.++ He heard Marleena’s voice, but it held an tone he had never heard before.  It was like she was speaking through clenched teeth.  Pushing the concern out of his head to risked a glance towards the officer  as he charged headlong towards the young woman under siege.  The Special Forces office was drawing a bead on the girl who was fighting for her life.  Owen leap forward boosters kicking in to clear the final distance between the two of them and and kneeled over the girl as the energy beam of the Coalition sniper  rifle seared into the back of his Cyclone armor, the ablative armor reflected much of the weapons punch his HUD flashed red from the blow.  More lasers pounded his armor where he crouched.<br/><br/>“Stay down!” He yelled and the shoulder mounted doors flipped open to reveal two racks of missiles per bay.  With a howling woooosh and cloud of smoke they streaked just over the coalition forces and struck the troop carrier and the control panel of the rift machine.  A new howl from the unstable rift drowned out the sounds of gunfire.<br/><br/>“Time to go.” He said picking up the young woman and unceremoniously throwing her over his bulky shoulder and kicking in his jump jets to carry them out over the tree tops and out of the clearing in one smooth bound.  Owen hit the ground running.<br/><br/>“Fall back point alpha.”  He radioed, doing his best not to jostle the girl over his shoulder to death.  Cyclones were not meant for such delicate work.<br/>