Gintoki sighed and sheathed his bokuto as the enemies retreated. It was good that they were gone, but... Glancing down at his growling stomach, Gintoki shook his head and leaped off the catwalk, casually landing on the canopy of a stall before jumping off and walking to Nono and Saber. "Geez, they could've at least dropped some sort of money like a regular set of enemies." he complained before cracking his neck and glancing at the two. "So you two gonna stop acting lovestruck anytime soon so we can go grab a bite to eat? Assuming any of the shops are opening back up anytime soon, of course..." Kakine stared blankly at Marisa before sighing. "So you blew a hole in fabric of space-time because it was in your way. I'm pretty sure that is absurd by the standards of most universes, honestly." he said, shaking his head in disbelief as 10032 went off to retrieve her stuff. By the time she returned, the crowd hadn't dissipated in the least. Well, the discussion could probably continue later. "We should probably move somewhere else for now. Attracting too much attention would probably end badly."

Blake eased out of her combat stance as the remaining SE agents teleported out, standing straight and slipping her sheath back onto her sword. Mai and Ayako. Who the hell did you think was in here? She looked around as their reinforcements gathered in the junction. Dlanor herself, some sort of giant robot and... Blake suppressed a shiver as she spotted the third arriving agent. Russ, with her damn wolves. With some effort she pushed aside her instinctive reaction towards the animals - her heart was still pounding from the fight anyway - so she just gave the faunus-esque woman an impassive nod as she passed and hurried onwards towards the civilian quarters proper. "They kept on talking about finding someone, a girl or a woman." She told Dlanor as she reached her side. "They seemed to think we'd kidnapped her. We don't keep prisoners in the civilian section, do we?"

Daijuji Kuzaku Kuzaku stood behind the counter, taking potshots at gunmen when opportunities presented themselves, generaly providing firing support to his allies in the thick of battle. However, the fighting soon enough died down, and their sword-wielding leader retreated. Kuzaku breathed a heavy sigh of relief, he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to be able to keep that up. Even so, he still had his pride as a knight, and he couldn't seem weak in front of his allies. He dispelled Cthugha and Ithaqua and wiped the sweat from his brow. Standing up straight, he strode out from behind cover, and over to his celebrating allies. "Pardon me, ladies, but I feel we have greater priorities than celebrating at the moment. These people need medical attention." He said, gesturing to the scores of slain or wounded enemies and civilians. Yes, there were greater priorities. Once those most gravely wounded were tended to, he could seek help regarding his visions. The red haunted him, and the taste of blood still lingered in his mouth. Blood. Endless blood. Whose blood was it that would be spilled? Kuzaku paled at the thought, his knees weakening in trepidation. --- Inescapable. That was what it had become. Trying to run as far as she could had not worked. Trying to fly away had not worked. Inescapable. Darkness. Darkness without end. All-consuming. Inescapable. Darkness. 深 闇 深 闇 深 闇 深 闇 KISS-SHOT ETERNITY: 02 A small girl emerged from the ominous coffin that they had found at the bottom of the pit. Unexpected to say the least, but Kiss-Shot knew well enough not to judge by appearances. Surely enough, this was the origin of that unmistakable source of power. She could only wonder what manner of being this was. She looked human, but in every other sense was something unknown. Whatever this was, Kiss-Shot didn't much care for it. Not that it unnerved her, she was too powerful for mere unknowns to bother her, it merely annoyed her that she still had no idea what was going on. Still, Kiss-Shot responded to the girl's query in a haughty voice, "What is thy bedroom doing at the bottom of a pit?" --- Giorno Giovanna & Polnareff, Shadow Eternity Headquarters Deep within the labyrinthine complex that was the base of operations for the Shadow Eternity, a young man went about the many tasks entrusted to him. Compared to the otherwise gloomy facility, his chamber was serene and beautiful. A fragrance of flowers and sea breeze filled the room, classic music played softly, and the aesthetics of the antique wooden furniture and tasteful art put one's soul at ease. At the heart of the room, a young man of golden hair sat at rich, mahogany desk, his numerous attendants fluttering about him. His attention turned from one to the other, speaking softly and calmly, his expression as soft as that of a young boy speaking with his mother. A turtle, adorned with a strange golden key sat on his desk, patiently eating fruit from a china plate. A sword-wielding woman entered the room, and the young man's attendants fell silent at the sight of her; averting their gaze seemingly out of shame. Giorno paid them no mind, finishing whatever business he had with the man who had just been speaking to him. "Make it so. I want reliable people, people who aren't going to be carried away. We're not murderers, in spite of what this UMMA thinks." Turning to the woman as though he had just noticed her, he gestured to the chair in front of his desk. "Please, sit down." Looking back to the other men, he simply said, "Leave us," and they promptly vacated the room. Giorno leaned back in his chair, eyeing the woman in front of him coolly. "I'm already aware of what transpired in Yggdrasil today. Your lack of control of your subordinates has brought shame to this organization. It has brought shame to me. My heart breaks at the thought of the innocent lives lost today." Despite his apparent sympathy, no trace of any unpleasant emotion could be found in Giorno's face or voice. "It was wise of you to leave your underlings for dead in Yggdrasil. I might have thought to kill them myself." He stood, plucking a rose from a nearby vase and holding it to his nose as he looked to a nearby painting. "We are not a business, signorina, we are a family. And a family forgives. This slight will be overlooked, but you will be in my debt. I may forgive, but I do not forget." He walked over to the swordswoman, placing the flower in her hair. "I am a patient man, but do not test my patience. You will come to regret it. You may leave." As the swordswoman left, Giorno returned to his seat, looking over some paperwork that he had been handed earlier. The turtle, having finished its fruit, looked at him with its dull eyes. A disembodied voice sounded from the turtle, "Don Giovanna, why do we work with these people? These criminals and fiends? They have no honor, no respect." Giorno sighed and looked away from his paperwork, back to the vase of roses. "It's a means to an end, my friend. Nothing comes free in this world. Especially not dreams."

Clifford idly considered ways of getting through things without having to carry the unconscious guard, but he couldn't come up with much and what he did come up with all implied more work than having a hostage handy, nevermind trying to convince the total idiot he was paired with that his plan was stupid. Despite this, Cliff barely put any effort into carrying the man at all, only holding on to his legs and letting him fall face-up on the floor before dragging him around downstairs like so. The constant bumping of the man's head against the steps was a source of much amusement for him and the majority of the bickering between the intrepid duo of incompetent morons. With only a few steps to go, Clifford properly hoisted the man up on his shoulders so Hampus could more easily stand him straight in front of them. The wizard then suggested going through the man's pockets and Cliff was actually surprised at how logical and not at all stupid that idea was. Nodding, he put his hands in the man's trouser pockets (not at all weird) and pulled out...a red box of pistol ammo that looked like it could hold 60 but only had like 15 shots rolling around, an empty wallet, a keycard with a smiling picture of the man and the name "Arkadios Nikolao Strudwick" printed in big bold letters underneath and...a handful of shining gold coins. Beautiful, gleaming gold coins stamped with strange motifs and words in a language Cliff couldn't understand and which immediately fell off his hands and clinked and rolled around the floor. Loudly. "DIBS THOSE ARE MINE I CALL THE GOLD COINS!" he yelled as he scrambled for them, desperately pocketing a few already.

[ Blackout - below enemy vessel ] Luckily for Blackout, he had been flying at the limit of his service ceiling. Had he been any lower, the plan he had thought up of wouldn't work. After seeing his comrade jump out and start free falling with a group of crates, the massive helicopter warrior began to calculate their trajectory. He positioned himself so that they would fly past him far enough not to hit him, but close enough for him so that he could reach them. As they dropped, he waited for the right moment to begin. They were almost past him when he transformed, and began to drop to match their speed. Being much larger, he fell faster, and soon matched their speed. It was quite the complex maneuver Blackout was currently pulling off. Grabbing five falling objects out of the air was a difficult task, even for a computer based alien robot such as himself. He started off with the crates, snatching the nearest one out of the air first. It was easy for him to carry, due to his massive size. He then maneuvered himself closer to the second nearest crate. However, as he went to snatch it, he missed. The action caused the crate to spin away from him. This exercise was becoming more annoying by the second.

By the time that the purple-haired librarian had arrived, the disruptive action had been put to a stop or had abruptly stopped. It didn't matter, at least the majority of the disturbances had been averted either way. Then again, as much as she had the urge to return straight to her library, she had some curiosities on the matter. Oh, she wasn't that nosy like those 'rats' that would come to steal her books from her original library, but she did have the little tendency to know of things before hand or just to know it for the sake of knowing. Isn't that why she was named 'Patchouli Knowledge' in the first place? By the time she had approached the fellow UMMA agents, she was able to overhear this... Patchouli didn't seem to say much, but she did make her presence here known by how she brought up her hand to her mouth as she cleared her throat. She didn't dare to say much in the first place because obviously, what did she have to say it to the matter if she only arrived some time after it had concluded?

Well, it looked like the peon brigade ad finally been stopped. Gilgamesh clapped his hands in a satisfied manner, staring at the fallen opponents that yet drew breath. Those guys sure were lucky that the mighty Gilgamesh had been feeling even remotely charitable! They weren't worth the extra effort of poking them through the head with a rusty knife, let alone one of his wonderful blades! Speaking of wonderful blades, where was that lady with the laser-deflecting katana? Seeing her make her escape, Gilgamesh slumped to his knees, depression overtaking him. Enkidu, meanwhile, sat perched upon a pile of bodies, with faint groaning sounds emerging from within it. As had been expected, they were barely a challenge. Maybe it would have been a good idea to just attack that lady... or perhaps the blonde? She seemed strong. Everyone else was beaten, so surely it was okay! As the beast contemplated his next move, Gilgamesh leapt from the catwalk above. Landing in his usal dignified and graceful manner (i.e flat on his back, a choked cry of pain escaping his throat). ...Wow, it really does pay to ask. Aura smiled brightly, hiding the internal cheering as the girl's information was uploaded to her system. It was... certainly an interesting read. You really did get all sorts from other worlds, huh? "I'm Doctor Bright. Just call me Aura!" the totally-genuine medic smiled back at her. Well, she now effectively held this girl's blueprint. Pretty nice, but since there wasn't any hint of an off-switch, she was clearly much closer to human than your stereotypical robot. This Subaru girl seemed like a rather friendly girl. Excellent, they were always fun to break. "Well, it's every doctor's dream to never be needed!" she giggled, leaning slightly closer, "say, if you don't mind me asking... the little necklace that spoke before, how does that work?"

As the small creature was going through the corridor to witness what was going on, a sudden explosion caused a rock slide to begin above and before her. The Pyotr following her quickly proceeded to snatching her out of the way to save her little witch butt from being crushed by the falling debris. She was a bit dumbfounded at first but eventually realized what was going on with Cinder's little message concerning the sudden blockade created by the assailant's final endeavor to stop them. Charlotte starred at the pile and puffed her cheek, considering it as the ultimate antagonist of the day. Nonetheless, she started to get a little tired with things and it could be seen with her Labyrinth slowly disappearing. The Pyrotr vanished first and her Grief Seed turned into black vapor. She was as normal as ever, but her instinct pushed her to stop the little game. Her mouth opened up instead of mutating this time, revealing the bizarre monstrosity her real form was. The giant worm monster that was Charlotte opened its mouth wide, making it large enough to engulf the entirety of the hallway's volume if she charged forward. With quick movement she swallowed the whole mass of debris blocking the way. Cinder could see her chewing the remaining debris in her mouth as the hallway was cleared. But she could only see the shadow of her real form, but as it cleared out, she could only see the small doll she usually was. "Hi Cinder!" She wailed randomly as the path was cleared and the coveted machine at eye's reach. The Corporal didn't really question the Ork's ways, quite the contrary he would probably not hesitate to agree with such a threatening individual. Between Ridley and the Ork, there was no question, contradicting orders was a no go. While the ork handled the remaining soldier, the two grunt SE troops were starting to cut open the nearest ventilation system using various plasma tools. There was no way they were going to go through the ship's corridors while they're already on edge with Ridley's frontal assault. "W-what the hell do you want?! I'll do anything please don't eat me! I have a daughter... And a Wife!" The hostage panicked at Arragoz's intimidating grasp on him, while Faures could only shrug it off as the usual type of work he would expect from Shadow Eternity. They were nearly done with the ventilation system being accessible. Let's just hope no more patrols come by and make the job a whole lot harder. As with his ship, Ridley didn't have much time to waste either. He was doing his best to get to the Mothership before the bigger yet slower threats would blitz him with heavy weaponry. Luckily for him, his small size compared to the ship made it easy for him to bypass the Ship's primary security turrets, most of them barely having effect on his metal body. As her arrived at the ship, he landed on what would appear to be the roof of the giant monolith ripping apart two turrets during that landing. He quickly proceeded to crushing the remaining two turrets near him before he paused a second to look up at the masses of huge ships over him. He couldn't smile, or at least show any form of emotion with his beak. But one could notice the mocking expression on his face with his eyes half closed. He could see those threatening ships not taking action at all, in the exception of a few small caliber shots. The reason for that was simple, they didn't want to screw over their mothership by shooting large beams of plasma on its roof, risking heavy casualties and big problems for the ship's functionality. He was used to this kind of approach, being a Spire pirate and all, and now he expected ground troupes to show up. "Arragoz. I'm on the ship. I'll get a few plans of the air systems when I catch one of these troopers. Or perhaps you can steal one from them." He said via his telecom/translator module to his associate while he started to get surrounded by two dozens of GFS troops, at least half were PED bearers. This was a dangerous gamble, but Ridley was always a sucker for chaos. They didn't shoot as long as he didn't move. He simply waited for Arragoz's response before causing even more havoc. Sooner or later, they were going to call backup and that's where Ridley would have his true role in this assault. These soldiers were the typical pawns he'd handle during raids. He wanted Hunter-class fighters, even if he were outmatched he was confident he could be of an efficient stalemate until Arragoz could get the job done.

Nono, Restaurant District, Yggdrasil As things stood, it was hard to tell whether Nono was unaware of the effect that her open affection had on the socially awkward King of Knights, or if she was just willfully ignoring it. It was entirely possible that she was expecting Saber would eventually get used to it and open up, as Lal'c had during her time in the Fraternity. And it wasn't as if such things would stop Nono anyway, even if the effort could be worked up to attempt to stop her. Fortunately for Saber though, the hug/swing didn't last long, stopping at about the same time as Kuzaku approached to remind them that not everything was exactly settled. Of course, it was something that Nono never really had to consider. Dealing with civilian casualties and surviving enemy combatants wasn't something Nono had been trained to deal with. Well, more enemy combatants than civilians. But there was a medical corp anyway, or at least people trained to deal with that, so she didn't have to worry. And there were no injured civilians as it was, so no problem there. Ignoring Gintoki's comment about her affection for her Onee-sama, Nono released Saber as she shifted to frown, only pouting a bit at Kuzaku. "Aww, geez. Don't worry, I'm sure the medics can handle it," she replied, just before the strange man who had helped hem out came crashing down, literally. That prompted her to walk over, abandoning Saber for the moment unless the other girl came with, to look at the strange man. "Are you alright mister," she asked, holding out a hand so he could get up if need be. Fortunately robotic strength meant she'd be able to handle him and the weight of everything he was carrying. After all, helping people was her job. Cinder Fall, Research Facility As Cinder expected, the obstruction was quickly dealt with, debris vanishing down the maw of what Cinder knew to be Charlotte's real form, though when the dust cleared she could only see the same usual doll. That deception was an asset, but it made working with Charlotte all the more dangerous, especially given the dual intentions that Cinder had. Not that she'd ever tell the creature what she had in mind. Cinder nodded down to Charlotte, a slight smile on her face at the same time, but at the moment her full attention was on the prize at hand. Here it was, the device that would give her all the power she needed to further her goals. Of course, there was more she needed, but for now it would serve, and she stalked forward, through the hallway and to the device itself. She looked it over before smirking, picking up the box from it's pedestal and detaching all the wires, before turning about on her heels. "Come along Charlotte. We have what we came for." With that, she began back towards the ship they had taken, their mission complete. Of course, she was already planning out what she would have to do next, but that was internal thoughts, and she radiated satisfaction as she went along back through previously traced hallways. Misaka 10032, Client World 12262009-A (Macross) Returning with her hidden weaponry, Misaka was unsurprised to see that there was something of a crowd gathered, and that Marisa was playing to that crowd. Given displayed personality traits, that was not all that unusual. At least, that was her conclusion. "Agreed," Misaka said without the third person narration this time, since it was extraneous and there was no need to commute emotions when she was simply voicing her approval for what Kakine had suggested. Then again, anything would work for her, since her primary objective was still the obtaining of information. Doubtlessly she could get some from this crowd, if not Marisa.

"Nice to meet you, Aura!" Subaru was glad the medic seemed like such a friendly person. It was a little weird, suddenly finding herself in a completely different chain of command, so it was nice to see a friendly face. At the doctor's question, she cocked her head to one side. "Hm? Oh right, I forgot you guys don't have Devices." Subaru giggled and held the pendant slightly closer. "This is Mach Caliber, my partner." "I am an intelligent magical terminal designed for combat spell-casting." The device added helpfully. "Most mages in my world use these." Subaru continued, letting the pendant return to its place against her chest. "They're like your usual magical computer, only way smarter."

Guts - Siberian Research Facility Guts turned a corner to face a yellow-eyed woman in a surprisingly sultry dress, and her doll. She was probably younger than she looked. "Hey, you. Get out of here; it's dangerous." he said calmly, keeping a respectable distance. His oversized sword and armor were hidden well enough by the cloak wrapped around his body, giving him a phantasmal visage. "There's all sorts of monsters down here. If you don't get away, you'll die." he continued, speaking plainly.

Saber could only squirm weakly. Her embarrassment kept her from speaking, or truly doing anything else, until Nono finally placed her back on the ground. And even then, she remained silent for a few moments as if she was quite simply stunned. Nono was... of course, she knew the girl behaved in an affectionate manner, but to be embraced and spun about like that was certainly a flustering experience. It took the blonde girl a few moments to recover, but her surroundings returned to her and she finally began to address the other speakers. "We must make sure the civilians were unharmed. There could have been injuries," she began. As desperate as she was to eat, the safety of the civilians mattered the most. It didn't look like there were any injured, but it was important to be sure... the injured Shadow Eternity soldiers, too, needed to be detained and treated. "I will contact other agents in order to detain the enemy soldiers." With that, she began to open her communicator. Nono was tending to the large man who fell, at least... the animal-eared boy? seemed to be fine. Marisa grinned widely and gave the crowd a cheerful wave, before glancing at Kakine as he declared that 'attracting too much attention' would end badly. Marisa didn't so much understand. Barring certain circumstances, lots of attention was generally pretty awesome. It meant she was getting acknowledged for how fantastically awesome and badass she was! Also these people didn't know her, so she could totally feed them as many lies as she wanted and they'd probably believe it! The Perfectly Ordinary Witch was far too overjoyed by this prospect for her own good. When Misaka appeared and agreed with Kakine, she turned to them and inclined her head to the side. "What makes you say that? I dunno, they seem kinda friendly to me!" She gestured to the crowd as she spoke, flashing them another friendly smile. Black Rock Shooter was not sure what was happening. Why was this girl's bedroom a hole in the ground hundreds of feet underground? Why was she in a coffin? This was more examples of things the otherself simply did not understand. The green-eyed girl simply glared at her for reasons Black Rock Shooter did not quite get. The black-haired girl looked around in confusion as she tried to discern just what was happening. But as far as she could tell, there were no answers. None of the others around her seemed to know what was going on, to say the least. The little girl rubbed her eyes and looked up when the soldier pointed. Far above, she saw the drill. She gave it a blank stare, before frantically looking around. "What... what happened to my room!? Why is there sand everywhere?" She peered over the side of her coffin, looking quite distressed as far as Black Rock Shooter could tell. "My... my bedroom's not at the bottom of a pit!" She paused for a few moments, before continuing. "... It... shouldn't be..." The Leader was silent for a few moments, as if contemplating her next move, before she spoke. "There is an important item on one of the UMMA's Client Worlds. They call it five-seven-six-one-four-three-two-nine-zero-B," she began. She sat back in her seat, cloaked arms folded. "The team I assigned to retrieve it has been... unresponsive. I desire to discover what happened there. Report to Giovanna, then proceed to five-seven-six-one-four-three-two-nine-zero-B and investigate. If you can retrieve the item, please do. Giovanna will inform you of the item's appearance."

Well, Marisa seemed to be having the time of her life here. She didn't strike him as the type to be attracted to glory, but at the same time all of her flashy actions seemed to shout 'Notice me senpai!' or something stupid like that. Oh well, to each their own. But then again, at this point they were still technically associating with her... "Well, we're pretty out of place here as is and we're representing out own world... In a sense. It'd probably reflect badly on Academy City if we got caught in some sort of mess, and since we're kind of strapped for funds until we can get back..." Kakine trailed off before laughing nervously. "Yeah, I'd much prefer we not make too much of a spectacle of ourselves. The whole incident just now didn't help much either. We're kind of waiting here for our jump back to Academy City at the moment, seeing as how we're a bit hungry and... Well, as I've said, out of money. And I'd rather we not steal from this place." With that last comment, Kakine tossed a quick glare at 10032's drink. Even if the original had a reputation for pulling that sort of stunt, there was no reason for her clone to do the same. "Geez, the original isn't a good influence in that way, now is she...?" he sighed. Suwako blinked at the girl as she was casually ignored. Not even a reaction. Just... Ignored. Wow, that hurt. She could feel her faith dwindling by the second. But the girl's reactions were quite justifiable. If she really had been dropped here out of nowhere, Suwako could only sympathize. Kanako did the same exact thing a while back, after all. But into a mechanical coffin in the middle of the desert? That was just plain mean. "Well, if you don't think it's at the bottom of a pit then it probably isn't. Some jerk must have brought you here all of a sudden. A cruel joke, maybe?" she asked, a bitter smile stuck on her lips. "Well, if you really are lost then we can probably help you out here. Where are you from? Maybe we can help you get back to where you were faster if we know." By this point, the bitter smile on Suwako's face had all but faded away. She couldn't stay mad at her fellow goddess in the end after all. Heck, maybe she and Sanae were coming to check right now. She had been gone for a while, after all. "Hey Kanako-sama, shouldn't we be checking to see if Suwako-sama is alright? She's been down there for a while, after all..." Sanae asked, curled up under a kotatsu. "She'll be fine." Kanako responded. "It got a bit cold after she left, so she's probably hibernating down there or something." "If you say so, Kanako-sama..." Sanae said before taking a tangerine from on top of the table and beginning to peel it. Dio smiled as Blackout arrived on the scene with impeccable timing. Recovery of the stolen goods was definitely a success now. Probably. Though it seemed like the giant robot was having trouble taking a hold of the crates in the first place. It had almost been three minutes, so it was probably fine now. Quickly orienting himself to move towards Blackout's hand, Dio sent out The World near the crates and stopped time. The goods remained suspended in air for a brief moment, allowing Blackout to catch them as Dio landed on the robot's palm. Gintoki nodded at Saber's comment about checking on the civilians. To be fair, there were other people- people who could cast Heal or something like that- who could deal with the situation better. If anyone was hurt, they'd probably turn up sooner or later. No point in actively searching them out unless they were unconscious or something. Speaking of unconscious, though, Gintoki noticed a Shadow Eternity member stuck hanging from a pole stickign out of the ground. "Uh... Found one, I guess." he said, using his bokutou to lift the man off the pole and dragging his unconscious body by the scruff of his uniform to the others. "So where do I toss him?"

Senbonzakura nodded. "Understood," he said, and immediately began walking to Giovanna's location. After a period of time involving wandering the base and getting lost a few times, Senbonzakura eventually managed to reach Giovanna's location. As he entered the room, a person left. It was a woman, so Senbonzakura assumed it wasn't Giovanna, since that sounded like a male name, and ignored her. After entering, he noticed that it was rather... different. It seemed... nice, and peaceful. Nothing like the rest of the Shadow Eternity base at all. Senbonzakura went over to Giovanna and said, "My name is Senbonzakura. I was instructed by the Leader to report to you before heading over to a client world," referring to Client World 576143290-B.

Senbonzakura - Shadow Eternity HQ

Senbonzakura nodded. "Understood," he said, and immediately began walking to Giovanna's location. After a period of time involving wandering the base and getting lost a few times, Senbonzakura eventually managed to reach Giovanna's location. As he entered the room, a person left. It was a woman, so Senbonzakura assumed it wasn't Giovanna, since that sounded like a male name, and ignored her. After entering, he noticed that it was rather... different. It seemed... nice, and peaceful. Nothing like the rest of the Shadow Eternity base at all. Senbonzakura went over to Giovanna and said, "My name is Senbonzakura. I was instructed by the Leader to report to you before heading over to a client world," referring to Client World 576143290-B.

Slightly behind Senbonzakura was Kiba, who couldn't contain his eagerness to do something to alleviate his utter boredom. The decor and atmosphere of the room almost put his mind off of that. Almost. It is rather different from his rather spartan room. This one had art, fine furniture, and an aroma of flowers. Of course, he doesn't really need all of that for his quarters and it's not his kind of thing anyway, but he can see the appeal. His mind then snaps back to the task at hand and says, "Yeah, we're kind of looking for something to do, and I'd rather not get bitched at again when I'm in the middle of battle."

Neo-Umbrella's Siberian Facility 3...2...1...Time's up, Pelinal thought. He nodded at Ronly Jones, who delicately tossed the grenade into the warehouse. Rolling with a barely-noticeable rattling sound, it gently tapped against a massive shipping container. With a loud 'pssssh' noise, the grenade released a prodigious supply of opaque, stinging tear gas that filled the warehouse within seconds. Hampus and Clifford Nobles' lungs filled with the gas as it enveloped them. "Secure masks, and secure with LTL force," Sergeant Pelinal ordered, as both squads rounded the doorway's corners and began stalking through the warehouse. It appeared that most guards had come outside during the battle, but it was best to be safe when dealing with armed individuals. "Get down on your knees or be terminated!" Flint Marko shouted to the warehouse in general, as he searched for hostiles. Listening intently and acting quickly, he managed to catch a fleeing guard in the back with his boot as he tried to escape to fresh air. As the guard was sent sprawling, Marko leaped down and held the guard down with his foot. "Don't move, creep." he snarled. Private Ingvar managed to find Hampus and Clifford as they coughed and sputtered, and raised his gun. "Both of you, lay down with your hands behind your head. Now!" Realizing that it probably wouldn't do to obliterate his targets, Ingvar switched his Lawbreaker to use Standard rounds. Though a gunshot would invariably be fatal to Hampus and immediately life-threatening to Clifford, Ingvar didn't want to paint his mask with blood again. Lieutenant Morgan was pissed the last time he did that!

Blackout - Below enemy vessel: As they fell, Blackout found himself appreciating the humans ability. It made it quite easy to grab the boxes, as well as the person who had retrieved them. Once he had all four in his possession, balancing two between his body and either arm, he transformed. The parts of the helicopter maneuvered around the boxes, moving them into the cargo hold. The vampire too was pulled inside, and it would feel quite the strange sensation as it was moved about like a small pet. When he was done, Blackout had organized the four boxes in a neat row in the cargo hold, all of them taking up the entire room. The insect was located inside the cockpit, seated where a copilot normally would be seated. At the same time, Blackout activated his main rotors and started to fight gravity as he attempted to gain lift. By the time he succeed, his underside was scraping trees. He had just managed to pull it off, and avoid a rather uncomfortable reunion with the ground. As the helicopter began to fly away from the enemy ship above them, it did not head directly back to base. In fact, it began to head in the opposite direction of the base. The reason was simple, Blackout had no intention of showing the enemy where they were located. Of course, to make sure, he was still attempting to block the communications of the ship, as well as any sensors that he could. However, the further he flew away from it, the harder it was to maintain his interference.

Bjorn was completely consumed by the battle outside of the crew quarters. It had been so many millenia, that the thought of slaying countless enemies was almost enough to give him an erection, if he was capable of doing such an act. He laughed heartily as his great claw sliced up Shadow Eternity goons. The Golden icons of wolves now running red with blood. They hadn't been expecting a tank to meet them, so most of them were running, their weapons useless against his thick Ceramite plating. "NEVER TEARDROP IN FRONT OF A FLAMER!!!" he roared as the Flamer that was built into his claw blew a great torrent of Prometheum fueled flame. As allied reinforcements seemed to show up, they would find nothing but the giant tank laughing amid a pool of gore, ice and flames.

[h]Gilgamesh & Enkidu[/h2] "...S-sure thing, miss," Gilgamesh wheezed in a manly and dignified manner, "Just... a little bump. Nothing that the great Gi-Gilgamesh can't handle..." Still, he took her hand and managed to bring himself to his feet, groaning as he cracked his spine. With a satisfied sigh, he looked at the pink-haired girl, recognising her as the one that fought against Sword Person. From what little he saw, she seemed pretty good at fighting. Even if she lacked legendary blades, which all credible fighters really should possess. If only so Gilgamesh could claim them for himself at some point. "So... that sure happened," Gilgamesh said, looking around the train-wreck of a restaurant, "I mean, it might have been run by a bunch of crazies that wouldn't accept gil, but the exquisite cuisine on offer here was actually of remarkably high quality! Right, Enkidu? ...Oi, Enkidu!" With an annoyed pout, Enkidu glanced at his companion, distracted from his close-proximity scrutinising of the blonde woman using a communicator, "Cease this rude behaviour at once! Our fellow warriors deserve a proper greeting!" Growling with annoyance, Enkidu stepped back, pouting like a child that had been prohibited from playing with their favourite toy. His desire to fight was understandable, but even Gilgamesh knew that you should at least give a five minute break between battles. It wasn't like they were fighting an opposing army any more. Besides, the mightiest of all warriors would prefer a battlefield with less... clutter. -------------------- "Eh? A magical supercomputer?" Aura tilted her head to the side, expression filled with wonder, "so, does that mean they're, like, virtually unbeatable?" [i]Either way, it's still just a program, right?[i] Aura deduced, [i]So that had to mean it was susceptible to glitches, or computer viruses, right? Maybe even an EMP? And if it was standard issue, then her entire group could be taken down quite easily! With an apologetic smile, Aura added, "sorry if I sound nosy, but, well, when I get people from all sorts of worlds, I get really curious about how they're all different, ya know!"

Guts - Siberian Research Facility Guts ascended the stairs after some time of searching. Maybe there was a map in the warehouse he missed, or at least some supplies to keep warm. "What's this fog?" he asked, reaching the top. As soon as he entered the thick mist, his eyes began to burn, and he coughed uncontrollably. Poison! he thought, stumbling. He ran, tripping, through the fog, knocking over several forms until landing on his side, unable to move. At this point, he was more or less blind, and swung his iron fist around, standing on one knee.