"You know, I'd really not prefer to kill someone..." Kakine muttered, annoyance in his voice. He had broken away from orders to kill before, and he definitely wasn't going to go take that back up again. Flapping his wings again to bring him higher in the air, Kakine darted forwards after the witch. Flapping the wings once more, Kakine (and 10032) shot forward like a bullet, catching up with the witch in a matter of seconds. "Those goggles are really important to this cl-girl, so we'd really like it if you could return those promptly." he said, attempting to fly into the witch's flight pat to try and block her from proceeding. ---- Dio turned his head as saw blades and other projectiles flew at his face. "More of these? Honestly, you people and your obsession with saw blades... Why didn't you just become carpenters or something?" he joked, as he snapped his fingers. As all the projectiles froze in place, Dio dashed forwards and past the area, attempting to get to the cargo bay. He wasn't particularly in the mood for dealing with such an enemy, so it'd be much more preferable to just grab the goods and bail. As the projectiles returned to their original motion, Dio quickly sent The World to go and keep track of anything behind him. They more or less shared a consciousness and senses due to... Well, it being a Stand and all, so any attempted surprise attacks probably wouldn't work. Probably.

Isaac Clarke- CMS Terra Nova Exterior Isaac was quick to react. Realizing the thing was a machine, he expected the thing to realize something was coming toward it just as it had recognized the missile barrage from earlier. What he believed the machine would not expect, however, was for Isaac to catch the explosive the instant it left the machine's hands and hold it in place inches from the robot itself. With one arm up to hold the TKed canister in place, Isaac quickly shot the thing right into the robot's face once more. Based on what he saw, it wasn't fast enough to stop it from that close, and at that speed, and especially immediately after having thrown the exact canister. Whether the thing blew up or not, Isaac recognized that they were quickly raising in altitude, and now they were approaching the point where gravity would not affect them anymore. They weren't there yet, but they were close. Isaac thought about using stasis to prevent the robot from fleeing in time, but he made the decision that it would be best to just let him go. Keeping such a thing around would be bad for all of their health. He just flew into the air and waited to see what the machine's next move would be.

With the distance that the canister was at, it practically blew up in the Decepticons face. A loud metallic groan filled the field of battle as Blackout's vision was temporarily blinded by the light. However, as it died down, it showed the Decepticon wasn't harmed in the slightest. His shield had protected him from much of the blast, and his armor caught any small fragments that got through. Turning towards the human, Blackout raised one of his arms at it. A blue blast launched from his energy cannon. The massive wave spread out over a good portion of the top of the ship, and would both incinerate and launch any objects away from him. As he did that, he also released another wave of his electronic interference. His hope was to disable whatever technology it had used to launch eh canister at him.

"Smart man," Gilgamesh grunted, "now lie there and grovel unt-" Suddenly, the spineless soldier fell, dead. Surprised, the red-clothed warrior stared at the body, then at the offending gunman. His face contorted with distaste at the action, Gilgamesh snarled, "Foul cur! Attacking a helpless ally is the lowest of the low!" With a dramatic twirl overhead of his naginata, Gilgamesh pointed the blade at him, "you think that glow-stick of yours will be of any use against a real man?! Then come face the righteous fury of Gilgamesh, coward!" Rushing forward, Gilgamesh rotated his body, flicking the shaft of his weapon upwards to strike the gunman's chin with a rather crushing blow, before using his manly might to punch him into the cosmos, or something equally befitting a coward. "Eh?" Aika blinked at the rushed explanation. So she was in the right place? Well, that was reassuring. The apparent danger, not so. Talk about bad timing. The twin-tailed stepped closer to try and take a look at the readings, not that she really understood any of whatever it said. Was it Elemelians? One of those multiverse guys? Hell, it could be a mouse for all she knew. "...Hey, whatever's going on, I can help!" Aika said to the presumed leader of the bunnygirls, "Fighting, evacuation, whatever you need!"

Zyland Bannon- CMS Terra Nova, Fore Station Zyland saw the guy take off and leave his tool to hold him off. He didn't like that. Not one bit. He jumped into the air, grabbed the beam once again, and flung himself through the air, past the Stand, and through the door before it closed behind him. Now the real fun began. Zyland drew his handgun and pulled a grenade from its pouch. It was tied to a knife- something quick and creative Zyland always liked to carry around- and was ready to be primed. He grabbed it with his kinesis, pulled the pin, and shot it o that the blade would stick into the running man's leg. After that, it would explode. Hopefully the guy wasn't psychic and saw it coming. Isaac Clarke- CMS Terra Nova Exterior Isaac blasted higher into the air. He had flown over the blue wave of energy that flew at him. That was his lucky stroke. He had been hit with the same electrical pulse that had disabled ship's defenses, and it caused his helmet to malfunction. He couldn't take it off. "Not like I wanted to anyways..." He thought out loud. Anything else affected apparently wasn't relevant at the moment, so he shrugged it off and kept going. The ship rose so high that they were practically in space. They would actually be there in a very short amount of time. Isaac pulled his own personal contact beam out, and used ship controls to aim all nearby defense beams that weren't disabled at the robot. He charged his laser up simultaneously to the other lasers, then timed his shot so that they all fired and connected at the same time, hopefully causing massive damage if the robot was was not so agile.

Jericus "Ing" Ignace Client World 576143290-B Once the guardsman got to the drill he lowered his lasgun "what ever happen it looks like we missed it." Ignace knelt next to one of the pools of blue blood and investigated it. "Xenos," he said to himself wiping the blood off on his pants before standing up. Walking up to the pit he looked down at it he felt the power down inside. He backed away from the mouth of the pit when he heard what Suwako said. "I agree, but we should destroy the drill first. So who has a demo charge?" Ignace said walking up to Suwako. Argon Charr Shadow Eternity Headquarters, Common room "He is off bloody sides use you karking eye's!" the annoyed Mandalorian enforcer Agron Charr shouted causing some of the random grunts in the room to flinch. For the past hour the mandalorian was watching the Bolo-ball game and was getting into a pretty bad mood due to his team not doing well. Agron sat back in his chair grumbling as the game was called with his team losing in overtime. After watching some of the post-game highlights he shut off the holo-projector he got up and left the room to find something to do.

Our Hero - Ridley's Carrier "...Our Hero, Ladies and gentlemen-" "-It's pronounced lay-dies-engine-tail-mean and you know it!", the ship's janitor snapped as he held an icepack to his bruised forehead, leaning over the bathroom sink. "Ooh, looks like Our Hero knows better than his own narrator, does he?", the disembodied voice replied. "Damn right, I do." "Tough talk coming from someone who lost a fight with a photocopier." "That thing is possessed-" The ship quaked, sending Our Hero careening into the faucet, followed shortly by him slamming into one of the stalls, and then back into the faucet again. Once the rumbling had ceased, he picked himself up, dusted himself off, and pocketed a faucet knob that had come loose from the sink as he listened to Meta-Ridley's announcement. "Aha, a mighty battle! Our Hero, stoic and proud, steels himself for what awaits him!" "Fat chance-", the noodle-armed janitor responded, "-I'm gonna go find a closet to hide in until this is over." "It wouldn't kill you to play along sometimes, you know." "I'm pretty sure that, yeah, that's exactly what it would do.", Our Hero replied as he left the bathroom and moved out into the hallway, "Let's just find a nice, loud place to hide where you won't immediately give me away. The reactor room, for example..." "Spoilsport."

Senbonzakura - Mushroom Kingdom Senbonzakura swung his sword hilt so the swarm of cherry blossom blade petals struck a wall, creating a hole through it and revealing the outside world of hills and clouds with eyes. Why did they have eyes? That was just plain weird. Senbonzakura did not think about how weird that was though. Instead he Flash Stepped outside through the hole, looking down at the panicking Toads. The Toads kept running back into the castle, thinking they'd be safe. Senbonzakura repeatedly struck the ground in front of the Toads, disorienting them even further. However, it seemed like the Mushroom Kingdom was going to put up a fight. Cannons appeared from all over the castle, and odd-looking projectiles were shot out of them, all of them portraying the same face with the smile of shark teeth. Senbonzakura Flash Stepped multiple times to avoid them as best he could. He then Flash Stepped to the ground and gathered his cherry blossom blade petals back to reform his sword blade, then had his blade drop to the ground pointing downwards. "Bankai!" Senbonzakura shouted as he did this, and the ground seemed to absorb his blade. In its place, though, giant blades emerged from the ground, which then scattered to create more cherry blossom blade petals, much more than his Shikai did. The petals surrounded Senbonzakura, protecting him from the Bullet Bills. Just when Senbonzakura thought he was safe, a voice began shouting in his ear, "What are you doing?!" He put his hand on his ear piece and responded, "I was told we have a mission to terrorize this world, and that's what I'm doing! Eternal was the one who gave us this mission!" --- Medic - Meta-Ridley's Ship: Siberia Medic grinned evilly, holding his Medigun at the ready. The thought of gathering new canvases (in his case, bodies) was a thought he enjoyed. "It's time to test my latest successes! Forward!" Medic commanded. Of course, not many wanted to listen to him. After all, Medic was just a doctor, and a crazed one at that. Still, they had their orders, and they were obligated to carry them out. The soldiers marched out of the shuttle, with the Medic in the back row, heading towards their destination. It was time to see just how this mission would go.

Daijuji Kuzaku Kuzaku allowed himself a small acknowledgement of success when he saw his shots land on their designated targets. Good to know that he could still rely on Ithaqua's automatic targeting, even in the condition that he was in. More gunmen appeared on the catwalks, though, pointing their guns at Gintoki. Kuzaku realized that he had to let the other silver-haired man fend for himself, as he too was under attack. Gunmen were flanking him in fairly large numbers. They were too thinly spread to effectively take them out with Cthugha, which made them quite worrisome for Kuzaku. Where were they coming from, anyway? A security breach of this size couldn't go unnoticed for long, and Yggdrasil was likely to undergo lockdown any minute now. Kuzaku supposed that he just had to hold out until that happened, and then he could get help with his premonitions. Kuzaku fired Cthugha into the approximate center of the formation of gunmen, and Ithaqua a moment after. Though this time his intention was not to guide his flaming bullet, but to detonate it. The Cthugha shell burst into magical flames just a few feet in front of the gunmen with a dazzlingly bright explosion. At that instant, Kuzaku called upon the power of the Mirror of Nitocris, and replicated the sensory aspect of the explosion enough times to obscure him from the gunmen, creating a smokescreen of illusory fire. Given this small space, Kuzaku dashed away, trying to reposition himself behind one of the storefronts for a better tactical advantage. --- Kiss-Shot The strange assailants continued to do nothing, but this time they were pointing at the most obvious thing in the landscape: the massive drill. Kiss-Shot feigned interest. There sure was a lot going on around here without much of anything actually happening at all. Despite all of the violence, and, what, mystery (?), all of them were in exactly the same place they were half an hour ago, with no progress whatsoever. Kiss-Shot still didn't even know who any of these people were. Growing impatient, the King of Strangeness strode right up to the lip of the cavern that descended into a seemingly bottomless pit. It had a bottom, though, Kiss-Shot could tell that much. And she could feel something down there. Something big. Finally, it seemed something was happening. Even so, she was too frustrated from earlier nonsense to wait around and stretch out the dramatic tension. With no fanfare, the legendary vampire jumped off of the edge and freely fell into the depths of darkness below her.

Isaac Clarke- CMS Terra Nova Exterior Isaac blasted higher into the air. He had flown over the blue wave of energy that flew at him. That was his lucky stroke. He had been hit with the same electrical pulse that had disabled ship's defenses, and it caused his helmet to malfunction. He couldn't take it off. "Not like I wanted to anyways..." He thought out loud. Anything else affected apparently wasn't relevant at the moment, so he shrugged it off and kept going. The ship rose so high that they were practically in space. They would actually be there in a very short amount of time. Isaac pulled his own personal contact beam out, and used ship controls to aim all nearby defense beams that weren't disabled at the robot. He charged his laser up simultaneously to the other lasers, then timed his shot so that they all fired and connected at the same time, hopefully causing massive damage if the robot was was not so agile.

By now Blackout had noticed the altitude. Well, even more so than before. Being almost in space, he felt more and more insecure as the ship increased it's height. However, he put it to the back of his mind as he focused on the current objective. On his left hand, he fired his Gatling gun at the human, while the right held his tail rotor. The wickedly sharp blades started spinning, creating a sound that resembled a human weed-whacker. However, before he could proceed to make any coordinated attack, he felt lasers starting to target him. His rotor blade weapon stopped, and he aimed the arm at the nearest defense turret and activated his weapons systems there. A missile launched out from said arm and destroyed one of the lasers, but not before countless other defenses fired at him. As the lasers impacted the Decepticon warrior, they first had to go through it's shields. For a moment, they held, and the lasers did nothing to harm the behemoth. However, after that they gave out. A large flash occurred as they slammed into Blackout. Luckily for him, his armor had absorbed much of the damage. However, it would be likely that another shot like that would be fatal. On top of that, he was leaking a blue liquid. The shot had managed to make him "bleed" out Energon, the life force of the transformer race. Giving one last glare at the human, Blackout decided that it would be in his best entrance to leave this to the vampire. The massive warrior began quickly walking towards the edge of the ship.

Nono, Restaurant District, Yggdrasil While keeping tertiary attention on the fighting of her comrades, Nono's primary focus was on the lady with the katana, and the fight therein. It was still a tad creepy, to hear her actually looking forward to getting shot at with a planet slicing laser, or being put in close proximity to a black hole, or something like that, but Nono quickly dismissed that distracting notion as she got to it. She struck, and kicked, utilizing android strength with her basic combat ability to try and get past the womans guard and land a blow. But in the process her mind was able to pick on the lack of effort towards offensive action on her opponents part, which would have succeeded most likely. What was she up to? Then, breakthrough, a hit to the shoulder that should probably have left her bones there completely shattered, and yet somehow it didn't, and the woman brought her sword spinning in such a way so as to avoid critical damage. Impressive, but worrying at the same time. She could take a hit like that? But more immediate priorities presented themselves, and Nono acted, dodging down and to the side, while her arm shot up to grab at the woman's wrist. If she missed, well, she would probably lose the arm, but it could be replaced. And if she succeeded, then she could forcefully disarm the woman with her superior strength, and end this fight. She'd just have to hope it worked. --- Cinder Fall, Research Facility The answer she got was...less than stellar, and not all that enlightening, So, Cinder mentally shrugged, and ignored it, focusing on the fighting. The girl was good, using that arm as a guard, but Cinder was better, as a kick sent her opponent sprawling back into the jam that Charlotte had provided, unintentionally helpful for once. Cinder advanced then, to hit the girl while she was down, only for Charlotte to get in the way as the little Witch sprung at her foe like a cannonball. It was better than the bigger, head biting form, but Cinder had to dodge out of the way, not exactly amused by her helpers interference, just when she'd had the upper hand as well. "What a nuisance," she muttered to herself in a low tone, about a second before Charlotte was grabbed and tossed at her in retaliation. This was easier to dodge, and if she hadn't then her aura would have caught the creature, but that was secondary importance, for as she came out of her dodge, her weapon shifted, forming into a black bow with three arrows on it, which she fired in a spread at her target. The arrows would explode on impact, and Cinder was confident that she had the upper hand now. It was just a matter of making this poor girl realize it --- Misaka 10032, Client World 12262009-A Misaka cast a look back to her bag, determining whether she should have Kakine stop so she could grab it, but after a moment of deliberation decided to let it go. It would probably still be there when she was done, and retrieving her electron goggles was of a higher priority. So she turned her attention to the flying girl as she aimed down the sights of her Toy Soldier. "'...Negative,' Misaka says with a serious expression as she follows the target," Misaka replied, answer the question of whether she could get an analysis. Without her goggles, that would be hard, so they would just have to make due. It wasn't like this was the first time, sadly. Fortunately though, she had plenty of combat experience. "'Rubber bullets,' Misaka informs her companion as she takes aim," Misaka said, at least having some foresight in that regard so they wouldn't have to worry about killing people, at least on purpose. She was just as averse to murder as Kakine was. While Kakine attempted to negotiate once more, Misaka had tried, and now went with the alternative option. "Engaging," she announced before opening fire, firing rubber bullets at the flying witch while relying on the automatic targeting to hit her. This, while attempting to avoid damage to the goggles. But she was confident of her success rate.

Hampus the Red, Meta-Ridley's Ship's Engine's Control Room's Main Console Bay Keeping the engine safe was actually really easy. In fact, it was downright boring! Hampus supposed that that entire horror story the chief engineer gave him was just an attempt to keep Hampus alert. As the seconds became minutes became hours, Hampus felt himself drifting away to sleep. The rhythmic, soothing hum of the engine alongside the oppressive heat of the room beat away at Hampus' already-pathetic constitution. He needed to take his mind off the engine, but how...? A thought crossed his mind. With a couple flourishes of his hand, he summoned a set of elemental motes. Fire, Fire, Arcane, Arcane, Arcane, Shield all orbited around his head, glowing softly and weighing down his body. Pressing his hands to his head, the motes all disappeared. Hampus' body now glowed with a light red color, and a small double set of hexagons of the same color now surrounded him and a radius of eighteen feet around him. All of a sudden, Hampus no longer felt so hot and the loudly-humming consoles had quieted down. In fact, they appeared to be running at a significantly more efficient rate! Though he didn't know it yet, his basic fire-resistance shield had the additional effect of turning the conductive materials around him into superconductors!

"Like I don't know you're from the UMMA!" the girl snapped, narrowing her eyes. Her long pigtails bobbed as her body tensed, the gauntlet letting off a faint pink glow as her fists tightened. This quite obviously did not appear to endear the agents to her in any way. She glanced at the armed soldiers surrounding her. "And that's exactly why there's no way I'm gonna trust you! But if you don't try and stop me, then you won't get hurt!" Her fists loosened, as if she was waiting, giving them a chance to let her through. It may have been a chance to try and talk to her. The Shadow Eternity Soldiers kept their weapons raised, but they seemed to be glancing at the girl with uncertainty, as if they weren't sure about that last statement. It was just then that another girl appeared. She looked older than the gauntleted girl by a few years, with short, green hair and red eyes. Her body was thin and slender, her skintone lighter than the pink-haired gauntlet user. She wore a long, green jacket, matching her hair, and brown shorts. Something seemed... off about her. There was just something not right about the way she narrowed her eyes at the UMMA agents. She wielded a mechanical polearm, the base of the curved blade at the top projecting a pair of green tubes. "Are you sure about that?" said the green-haired girl, "These could be the people who helped take her!" As this possibility sunk in to the pink-haired girl, her gauntlet immediately ignited with pink fire, and with a cry of rage she launched herself at Blake and Jaune! Enkidu's charge into the guard had opened up a avenue of attack for Saber. Their weaponry was most certainly designed with harming or even killing entities such as Servants, but in the end their physical capabilities seemed no more than a human's. It certainly seemed as if the strange... Boy? was quite capable of taking them down in close range, as one of the soldiers went down from a kick to the collar, hard enough that his body armor cracked. The soldiers were distracted, allowing Saber to burst forward, tables falling over from the force of her charge! One soldier whirled in time to have Excalibur, still sheathed in Invisible Air, slice through the front of his body and send him to the ground, dead in an instant. This got their attention, but at close range Saber had a massive advantage. The projectiles, whatever they were, could not be aimed quickly enough at melee range. Saber drew Excalibur back and thrust it forward, piercing another gunman's chest as he attempted to take aim! Kuzaku's strategic move was a resounding success. The explosions sent several soldiers to the ground from the force, and the others were blinded by the flashes of light, giving him ample opportunity to re-position himself and get a better angle on the attacking force. There could only be so many, there was no way a large force had intruded into Yggdrasil. On the catwalks, the man who had shot his ally and attempted to, extremely foolishly, take Gilgamesh in close range, and found himself sharply cracked in the chin, before being hit so hard he was promptly punted into the ceiling. It was very likely that he was dead, given that the metal had taken the impact so hard it had dented. If that hadn't killed him, falling from the ceiling all the way to the ground below most likely did the trick. Not exactly mourning their comrade, but not willing to have the same fate befall them, they backed up and trained their rifles on the warrior, preparing to open fire. The swordswoman paused, surprised for a brief moment when Nono caught her wrist. She had figured the attack would be difficult to stop even for a robot, but it seemed she was mistaken. Oh well... Taking this opportunity, she suddenly attempted to lean close. "I'd kiss you~ ... But I'm not so foolish to try that in a fight, before our first date!" With that, the sword's rear edge suddenly split, and opened, a set of small rockets emerging from inside of it to roar to life, attempting to break Nono's grip. 00 hesitated for a moment. This newcomer, Tailblue, was asking if she could go out and help with defending the ship. But she couldn't give any orders to someone who wasn't part of the Guard Corps, this girl wasn't even operating under the UMMA officially as of yet... to her surprise, it was 45 who spoke up. "Th-they're outside the passenger areas..." 45 said... "... I-if you want to h-help out, go th-there! We... we can't let them hurt the civilians!" Meanwhile, 410 was still trying to force a manual firing lock on the cloaked Shadow Eternity ship. If only she could line up that shot... When she spotted the winged guy trying to position himself in her flight path, Marisa did the logical thing and proceeded to rocket upwards in a bid to fly over him, and the girl he was carrying. Though really, the whole assisted flight thing here was kind of adorable. She'd totally have to make Alice do it to her sometime. It didn't matter that Marisa could fly under her own power, who was gonna stop her from trying to force Alice to do something that cute with her? Plus she could also tease Alice for going along with it, it was totally a win-win situation here. As in she won a lot and Alice got to get all grumpy. Aaaaand then the girl was using the gun thingy to shoot stuff at her. Marisa knew that the 'danmaku' fired by these guns was not like the danmaku used in duels back home. Oh, of course, she could tune hers to be lethal too, but what was the point in that? This stuff, though... well it was a good thing she had experience dodging! Jerking to the side, and then up, Marisa could feel the bullets passing the air around her. And... then one hit her hat! Immediately Marisa threw herself forward, wrapping her legs tightly around her broom and stretching her hand out to snatch the hat before it tumbled too far. When her fingers gripped fabric, she let out a sigh of relief and promptly spun it and placed in back on her head, before turning around to face the duo. Huh, there wasn't a hole in it. Thankfully. Maybe these were the poor man's danmaku or something? Marisa held the goggles up in one hand. "And just why are they so important, huh?" Remaining in position, Marisa lowered the goggles and pulled back the strap, attempting to put them on and see for herself. Black Rock Shooter glanced at Suwako. She didn't like the pit, it looked like. Black Rock Shooter didn't either. She wasn't sure what was down there, but it certainly felt powerful, to say the least. How to respond to something like this? ... What if it was where Dead Master had been taken? She had come to this world after going through the hole the kidnappers had entered and exited through, so the possibility immediately came to the otherself's mind. It was a possibility that the girl absolutely could not ignore. She watched the blonde woman who had appeared leap into the hole... and promptly tipped forward to plummet into the blackness herself. For the less confident in their ability to survive a fall like this, there was a lift if they chose to follow. Black Rock Shooter felt the air rushing around her as she plunged into the darkness. She had to find out if it was Dead Master down there. She just had to. Tilting her legs beneath herself, she landed swiftly, her boots slamming into the ground and tossing up sand. As she did, she realized and automatic lighting system had kicked in, resulting in the pit being illuminated all the way down. Anyone who looked now would see that both Black Rock Shooter and the blonde had survived the fall easily. However, the otherself's attention was swiftly taken by what was in the pit. It was a coffin. Silver, made of some form of metal, and adorned with geometric shapes and lines. The sides were lined with tubes, which stretched off and buried themselves in the sand. There were consoles and the like surrounding it, as if somehow monitoring it. The sensation of power was coming directly from the coffin. Black Rock Shooter took a slow step towards it.

The little witch was so happy once she had hit her target with her very own body, so much that she smiled and forgot what she was doing in the first place. It all made sense to her when she realized the gun girl was moving to throw her back toward Cinder, but she wouldn't go without a meal. Considering she sent her body head first to the girl, her mouth was inevitably in range of biting, and its exactly what she did as she was thrown. Though her body fell to the hands of Cinder, the giant maw she had employed earlier locked itself on the girl's cybernetic wrist, keeping it stuck between two jagged teeth. It would only be when the little body crossed paths with Cinder that Charlotte's maw stropped stretching itself and instead retracted thus pulling the beast back toward the woman, only to proliferate its mass right up to the level of the woman's elbow by biting the forearm over and over. During that one moment, the young assailant could see the heavily damaged hand suffered by being suckled on by Charlotte's merciless grasp. Now Charlotte was attempting to take the whole forearm and eat it entirely as her body flew back toward the woman. If she looked closely, a portion of Charlotte's mouth remained intact on her face but was somewhat gaping. A bizarre, multicolored large eye could be seen staring at the dinner Charlotte was hoping to have soon enough. The Medic had been sent and the two annexed ships were deployed to Siberia. It was only a matter of time now before the German doctor would locate the coveted AI and handle the threatening Simmons. The main ship remained in orbit around the earth for a few moments in order to supervise the first minutes of the operation. And it was a good thing that Ridley had the patience to double check everything, because the fourth camera to his right indicated a certain Red magician performing random things despite having the captain's orders to go down on Earth. Not only that, but another recent recruit was heading near the reactor room too. Ridley's grazed his metal claws on his armored face in in frustration for the lack of communication skills his crew seemed to wield. It was funny, such an authoritative figure was losing his cool to a bunch of eccentric individuals he was generally associated with. Ridley wasn't too sure what the second protagonist of this little fiasco was even doing here. From what he head read about him in the crew's logs, he only had a very weird voice following him and the rest of his arsenal remained rather ambiguous. At least he had Arragoz, although ridiculous with his lack of knowledge of just about anything that isn't from where he is, he's pretty efficient at what he does and never really posed a problem. In exception to the possible messes, of course, but people like Cinder Fall or Ridley could teach him a lesson if that happened. "Damn it, Pedinski, your incompetence has led to two stray blues. Get them at the freaking reactor and shove them in the third ship, we'll do with just one." He ordered with an overly menacing tone. Though for the moment he seemed to be all talk and bossy, he wouldn't be above decapitating his crew members in an instant with a violent tail whip if they were to prove useless in every way. He was usually very organized and appreciated his crew for what it was worth, but there were limits. The young corporal nodded at the camera near him before marching off to the reactor room to find both Our Hero and Hampus for a quick re-brief before giving them the option to join Medic or appeal to Ridley and stay for the upcoming next step. The Metallic dragon believed he had waited long enough and activated the communication relay between him and the Medic. "Medic, report. What's your status?" He had then close the canal, only leaving it on to receive messages but not send any. In the meantime, he pointed his tail at the now ready Arragoz in solicitation. "Arragoz, bring me one of your weapons."

Suwako stared at Black Rock Shooter as she dove in, unsure of how to respond. That other woman had jumped in as well, but Suwako didn't know her half as well. But leaving Black Rock shooter on her own... That was a no go. Taking a deep breath, Suwako shook her head and, with a running start, leaped into the pit. It was probably a stupid idea, in all honesty. Well, as long as nothing demonic and world-ending was active it should be fine. Forming a few jets of water to slow her descent, Suwako landed gracefully next to Black Rock Shooter and looked at her as she moved towards whatever the hell was in the center of the pit. "Um... Are you sure you should be messing with that?" she asked as she examined the materials surrounding them. Menacing aura aside, it reminded her of the kappa valley's technology to an absurd extent. "But what could necessitate such a setup in the first place...?" she wondered as she glanced around at the tubes and pipes and such. ---- Dio clicked his tongue as the door closed, effectively sealing him off from further progression. How annoying. As he drew The World closer towards him as a precautionary measure, he noticed a knife whizzing at his leg. "You're joking, right?" he laughed as The World grabbed the knife out of it's position in midair. However, when Dio noticed the grenade on it's handle he had The World promptly launch the weapon at the closed door. The ensuing explosion managed to catch his body, and parts of his arms and legs ended up covered with shrapnel and burns. On the bright side, the door seemed to have taken a brunt of the damage. Perfect. Taking the opportunity and ignoring the pain as his body began to regenerate, Dio moved forward with The World and launched a barrage of punches at the door, causing the dent to grow into a hole, into which he leaped through to get to the supplies. "Tch... I should probably complete this mission soon..." he muttered as he began to look around for the supplies. ----- Gintoki cracked his neck as the last of the gunmen targeting him were taken out, glancing around as he noticed that most of them had their attention on other people. Well, if they were going to give him that kind of opportunity he might as well take it. Taking a chance, he ran behind Gilgamesh and readied his blade. "Mind if I use you for a sec?" Gintoki asked. Not waiting for a response, Gintoki bounded forward and used Gilgamesh as a stepping stone, launching him into the air and forcing some of the gunmen to train their attention on him. Deflecting the few bullets that were fired in his direction, Gintoki pulled the hilt of his blade and released a spray of soy sauce into the face of his attackers. "Gengai, I never thought this stupid upgrade would come in handy..." he muttered as he used the chaos to smack a few of the gunmen in the head. ------ Kakine sighed and shook his head as the witch flew upwards, flapping his wings to keep pace with her. The kind of speed that she was exhibiting was... Well, to be fair, he wasn't sure what he expected in the first place. Focusing for a second, Kakine formed a set of ten knives that were thinly linked to his fingertips by Dark Matter threads. Testing their mobility as he moved his fingers around, Kakine quickly moved his fingers to redirect the knives at the witch's broom and hand. "Rubber? Oh, then we should be fine. Let's just see if we can force that girl to give in before anything happens to the goggles." he said before turning to the witch. "Does the reason matter? It's a memento of things past and a very important item for her to defend herself- that should be enough, right?" he shouted, continuing to tail her as he continued to fly around.

Hampus the Red, Meta-Ridley's Ship's Engine's Control Room's Main Console Bay's Lower-left Doorway Hampus had been working diligently when the engineer that walked him through the operation came back. He looked rather well-rested, but no less enthusiastic to be getting back to his job. "Alright, kid. It's my shift now. Go on, the corporal wants you an' the janitor in Pod 3 for some reason. I'm guessin' Medic didn't want to go it alone after all. Ya did good, kid." Breathing a sigh of relief, Hampus walked out of the room... taking his shield with him and very nearly causing a fatal crash in the console banks. As he walked to the door, he ran straight into Our Hero. "Oh, my apologies!" Hampus noticed the iconic grey-and-purple jumpsuit of a Space Janitor, and the hideously gaudy badge on Our's chest that said "I AM A JANITOR". "Oh, you're the new janitor," Hampus said, "I think we're wanted for a trip to the planet, or something. Hey, did you see a military-looking fellow anywhere recently? I think we're supposed to follow him."

The girl gritted her teeth as she realized that the creature hand managed to bite down on her arm. Her hand was ruined, and soon enough the entire forearm had vanished into the creature's mouth. The prosthetic was her lead arm, the girl was left-handed. And yet... it would be easy enough to replace, and given the danger these two foes possessed... The girl's free hand snapped to her knife and drew it in one smooth motion, before scything it down on the joint of her prosthetic arm. The blade lodged itself in the synthetic limb's weakest point, and the girl managed to force the knife through the gap and sever the limb entirely. There was no pain, her left arm could not feel pain. The limb smoothing detached and, as the girl spotted the woman's arrows, she stowed her knife and drew her pistol. Her movements had to be perfect. Kicking off the ground she backed up and leaped into the air, bringing her pistol up in her remaining hand, her right. Aiming to clear the swarm of small creatures, she fired, repeatedly... and beyond all likelyhood, each shot hit each arrow perfectly. It wasn't possible, she was in the air, she was firing with her weaker hand... how was it possible that her aim was so perfect? The girl's right hand was even shaking! She landed, having cleared the ring. What was impossible, anyway?

Our Hero - Ridley's Submarine "Yeah, I uh, I just got told by the corporal.", he scratched the back of his head, "Well, anything's better than staying on this junk-heap, I guess." "And so Our Hero sets out on a fantastical and dangerous journey to the planet's surface! What perils will he face? Who is this mysterious red-robed companion? Why has he, the ship's janitor, been chosen? Only time will tell..." Our Hero rolled his eyes and stuck out a hand to the faintly-pulsing wizard, "Nice to meetcha. Name's Our Hero. That's first name 'Our', middle name 'Hero'. Hero of the Green Isles, currently ship's janitor, soon to be running for my life.", Our Hero absentmindedly grabbed a loose bit of piping off of the wall and shoved it down his pants, "And, er, I've seen some military types but they all seemed kind of stoic and statue-ish-" "-Not a real word-" "-shut up. Or screeching something about tubes. So I guess we should get to the pod bays. We can get there using the maintenance passages, they're faster than the main halls." Our Hero walked over to a closed door, retrieved a keycard from his pocket, and jammed it into the slot. There was a beep, followed by... nothing. "Looks like Our Hero left his keycards too close to a magnet. Again. It appears that our merry band will be forced to take the long way around." "Just ignore him.", Our Hero said to his companion as they set off towards the pod bay, "He won't go away, but sometimes, if you ignore him, he'll get bored and leave for a while."

Hampus the Red, Meta-Ridley's Ship's Aft Secondary Hallway, Next To The Pod Bay's Main Entrance's Airlock Hampus had not been having a very eventful day, so far. All he did was get yelled at, get forced to hang out in the engine room, and is now being sent down to his death in a pod with a janitor who's apparently haunted. At least the pod bay was properly signposted, so all they had to do was follow the signs. As they walked, Hampus and Our Hero talked. However, since neither of them had any fantastic stories that didn't also involve them suffering humiliating injuries, it was mostly embellishing the truth and making smalltalk. Hampus had never expected to find someone close to his level of competence, yet here he was! Everyone he knew was some hideously smug powerhouse with more power in their middle finger than Hampus could put out ever, yet here was someone even Hampus could beat in a fistfight! It did Hampus' self-esteem a world of good to know that he was not alone at the bottom of the barrel. "Well, my name's Hampus the Red. I'm, uh... I'm a powerful wizard! Student of the great "vizzard and vorlord" Vlad, and eighth-class elementalist. It's a pleasure to meet you!" At last, they arrived at the pod bay. It was a fairly scarce affair, housing only a small set of pods. They walked along the rows of pods until they came up to one with a brilliant 3 painted in gold on it. Hampus, with great effort, lifted the pod's hatch, and waved Our Hero in. After Our Hero had found his seat, Hampus joined him.

The Mushroom Kingdom

People were getting hurt, there were bad guys attacking the kingdom... and... and all the commotion was ruining her tea party! This iteration of the Mushroom Kingdom's Princess Peach was, needless to say, upset and worried, sitting in her room. She was not allowed out to avoid capture, but she could still give some kind of decree! The elder Toad had told her that the Bullet Bills were ready, the stars had been deployed, and those UMMA guys had been contacted. The attacking members of Shadow Eternity would perhaps be quite surprised when all the Kingdom's defenders pulled back... and a wave of massive black bullets with grinning faces was launched at them. But not only that. Thousands upon thousands of Toads poured from the gates of the castle. A cheerful tune blasted from the onrushing army, and each Toad flashed a rainbow of colors as they charged.

Finally, some actual resistance. Kiba dodges all the cannon shells coming his way. They were rather impressively large, seeing as they are the size of a small house. He decides to wait for one of the oversized black bullets to come his way. As its looming grinning face approaches, Kiba readies himself. When it became only a few seconds away from impact, he proceeded to kick the bullet back at the rainbow-colored army heading his way. The shell made a building-sized explosion when it struck their ranks. However, they are no worse for wear and continued to charge towards him. Kiba then decides to try if his fists would do any better. But as he was about to try and find out, he suddenly gets a jarringly loud call.

"What are you doing?!"

"Killing some time. If you've got something better for me to do, by all means, open me a portal to somewhere eventful."

Passenger area? Got it!" Aika nodded to the shyest of the bunnygirls, and raised her right arm. Unseen by those who lacked the "twintail attribute", a blue bracelet was wrapped around her wrist, "Tail on!" With a bright flash of light, the normal high school student was transformed into Tail Blue, her... admittedly revealing outfit replacing the uniform. Her hair now a bright blue, the mighty defender of twintails slammed a fist into her open palm. "I'll help those people out, no problem!" She assured the sisters, and immediately took off through the exit. It occurred to her a little late that she had no idea where she was going, but wasting time to turn back seemed like a... well, waste. She could only hope the place she needed to be was nearby. As invigorating as it was to punch the hell out of an opponent, it was truly a shame that these mooks were so weak. Driving his fist into the peon's helmeted face, Enkidu let out a small sigh. Weak opponent, weak weapons... couldn't he just fight the blonde? It was obvious she was far more entertaining. But since Gilgamesh seemed to be helping her... Still, the least she could do was let him beat them all up. As it were, they were both cutting through the opposition far too quickly. Grabbing another enemy's gun in hand, he pointed it at the floor as he tried to fire, waiting for the panicked shots to stop before he headbutted the hapless fool, then rubbed his hands together with a wince. Holding onto such a weapon while it was firing was not the best idea, it seemed. "Huh? Use me for the wha-" before Gilgamesh could finish his query, the silver-haired guy had stomped on his head, causing him to fall to the ground once he had leaped. Grunting in surprise, the fabled fighter scrambled to his feet hurriedly, only to find that some gunmen that hadn't been soy sauced were looking to take advantage of his momentary distraction, and had their guns raised. Luckily, Gilgamesh knew the best way to get out of such a situation. "Please, don't gun down this handsome fellow!" he cried, falling to is knees as his weapon disappeared, "I'm just a simple traveller, caught up in a terrible situation! Please, show mercy to this pathetic mortal!" Slamming his foreead to the ground, Gilagmesh hurriedly began to utter enchantments, casting his defensive magic. It wouldn't last too long, but it would allow him to at least survive getting gunned down. More or less. Hopefully they would let him hesitate enough to finish, and then he could smack them down with his surprise ambush of unexpectedness! Gilgamesh, you cunning genius! the humble swordsman mentally praised himself.