<strong>LCpl. Roman “Rome” Beneke – 1st Squad – Fighting Predator</strong><br/><br/>(http://i1191.photobucket.com/albums/z466/Corvus269/Characters/Roman.jpg)<br/><br/>Stars. Rome’s eyes was filled with stars as he was knocked with incredible force to the ground, the forward leaning weight of the M56 throwing him severely off balance so that he could not catch himself in time. He had just managed to swivel the gun barrel upwards, parallel with his body where he landed on the weapon’s frame with a thud, bouncing with enough force to force the breath from his lungs. His helmet rolled from his head, taking with it the squad comms and the smart gun’s aiming reticle.<br/><br/>He shook his head in an attempt to clear his double vision, the sounds of pulse rifle fire roaring in his ears accompanied with the muted shouts of Pvt. DeSilva. She sounded so far away at first, and then gradually the muted shouts became clear and focused, tuned in to crystal clear clarity once more.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“DeSilva, get out of the way! I don’t want to fry your sexy ass!” <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He heard Pvt. Yui yell in her high pitched feminine voice. Suddenly remembering where he was and what had happened, he heaved himself over onto his back, clutching the M56 as he turned. Glancing to his right, he saw Sgt. O’Shay on his feet again. He was pointing his .357 Magnum hand gun at the now visible creature; a creature that greatly resembled the same unusual beast they had encountered back on LV-1875, those many months ago, only this one seemed much less cooperative.<br/><br/>Still lying prone on his back, Rome raised one knee and aimed the M56 down his body at the alien. Without his aiming reticle, it would be much easier to miss, though the IFF transponders the squad members all wore severely minimized the chances of friendly fire, though the possibility still existed. Taking careful aim down the length of the barrel, Rome squinted one eye and thumbed the trigger switch.<br/><br/><strong>”Say hello to ‘Sexy Beast’ you ugly fuck!”</strong>Rome exclaimed through clenched teeth, the rage welling inside of him once more, making his focus singular; the destruction of the Alien creature in their midst. The M56 belched fire and death, spewing a wall of 10x28 caseless ammunition at the creature. Rome’s arms convulsed with the recoil of the weapon, his face cast in eerie shadows from the flames spurting from the end of his barrel, giving an even more sinister visage to his dark features than per usual.<br/>