[hider] Machina, Angels and Demons.  All were wretched in their own way.  The Machina were too cold and calculating, planning things by the numbers thinking little of others.  The Angels too head-strong and blinded by their own arrogance to accept others.  The Demons too self-centered and chaotic to even consider wanting to help them of one’s volition in most cases. Where does that leave one of blood from both Angels and Demons forged by the hammers of Machina?  As it turns out, escaping to the one place where they were likely to not kill her on sight now. Hell.
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It was a battlefield unlike any she had seen before.  Powerful figures from all sides of the conflict showed their impressive skills.  Dangerous roses, explosive shells, roaring guns, pillars of light. . .  Krinsa was young by standards of Angels and Demons and hasn’t been tested for nearly as long, so to make up for the stark contrast in skill she improvised with her own training with the guns and other specialized weapons of Machina. . . As outdated as they were in comparison to the more recently created weapons they still preformed their job well.

[color=D8BFD8]”Such much power in one place. . .”[/color] Krinsa couldn’t help comment to herself as she dropped the magazine in her Long-Range Rifle and reloaded another.  At first she was going to go in with the rest, but seeing how the flower-field appeared and how that giant mechanized monstrosity mowed down the angels as they got close. . . Krinsa didn’t want to take her chances at first when she brought this rifle from a safe distance.  One where she wouldn’t get half incinerated by light or blasted by a stray shell from the giant moving fortress.  It was easy enough to take shots at unsuspecting humans, angels, and machines as she whispered, [color=d8bfd8]”My apologies,”[/color] with the first shot she took.  

Still, things changed when the Elicitor began digging underground. . . How a behemoth like could go underground so easily was a mystery to Krinsa, still, it made her job a bit more. . . Personal?  As in, she needed to go down to the underground and make her own entrance. . .  At the least the rifle was out of ammo, so she needed to move in closer to use her normal weapons.  Setting the rifle on the ground, Krinsa called her wings out.  Compared to the pure white color of the opposing angels, her wings were black as pitch.

With a large flap, Krinsa took to the sky from her elevated position in an attempt to follow the large fortress underground.  Of course, it couldn’t be a simple as that. . . There were still angels aerial around the entrance and four of them noticed her.  Krinsa could see they were unworried about her and merely wanting to get rid of a possible hindrance. Unbeknownst to them, the Fallen Angel had a secret weapon for their kind as she pulled out the two hand-held weapons on her side, the Exploiters.  That’s what they were called back in the day at least.  Models would have likely changed and gotten better, but this was still a good weapon against these angels with melee weapons. 

The fight started in a head-on, a perfect start for Krinsa to hit something at even a far range.  Aiming at two of the angels in the middle, shot took a shot with each weapon.  Luckily the recoil wasn’t bad, but the small sound of a miniature explosive hitting an angel’s wing seemed to herald pain as a hole showed on it and the angel started to lose altitude.  The angels thought on what happened and started to fight more defensively.  Perhaps luckily for Krinsa, her weapon was as hard to guess where it would aim for her as it was for the enemy to guess where it would go.  She fired a few wild shots off from both guns one exploding into another angels stomach downing him and another smacking into one other’s head, but failed to explode.  [color=d8bfd8]”Tch, another dud.”[/color]  Still though, a bullet was a bullet and it did it’s job of at least knocking the angel out of the fight. . . Not that Krinsa could tell if he was dead or alive.  At the very least it was now a one on one. . .

“You coward! You fight with the weapons of your enemy?  Face me one on one in honorable combat with your sword!”  The remaining angel said.  He was a brave one to be sure.  She could just pull out either of her guns at any time and end it. . . But fair enough.  She holstered her Exploiters and pulled out her Arcshock Blade but kept the electricity off.  Surprise was a good element in a fight.  “Now die for your atrocities demon-spawn.”  The Angel said as he rushed into combat spear pointed towards the Half-Angel.

[color=d8bfd8]”You full-blooded angels are always so annoying when it comes to that.  I hardly want to. . . Whatever, you’re not listening.”[/color]  Krinsa muttered as she prepared for his piercing strike. As the distance closed and the angel was about to reach her, Krinsa parried the blow with her blade up slightly and delivered a kick to the man’s stomach.  It gave the spear angel pause, enough so for his opponent to jump on his back and hold a blade to his throat.  [color=d8bfd8]”Surrender, drop you weapon and fly away. Or I will kill you.”[/color]

The Angel scowled as he said his last.  “Never.”

[color=d8bfd8]”My apologies then, but I cannot allow any to get in my.”[/color]  She slit his throat there and kicked off as his body fell to the ground before diving for the hole the Elicitor left behind.  There were a few hazards including the falling debris and the hazardous looking blood. . . . But she made it through. The Half-Demon made touchdown on the top deck.  There was still fighting going on, but the biggest part was between a the metal monster and an angel.  They both looked tough and she didn’t want to be a part of it.  Instead, she snuck inside the fortress through a blasted open door. 

She walked down the hall on high alert and retracted her wings.  As she turned the corner the first thing she saw was a bottleneck for many men with guns to fire down. They fired at her but missed as she ducked back behind cover.  Instead of going all out, the better option in her mind was to send floating down the hall an orb of darkness.  The guards were flabbergasted at what they saw at first.  It was a medium sized orb the size of a human torso.  It did little other than make it’s way toward them.  They knew demon magic could do a number of things so they were unsure of what to do.  It mattered not though, as Krinsa shot the orb with a bullet from one of her Exploiters and it exploded, knocking their cover back and killing the few in front and knocking the others out.

The Half-Breed continued on quickly, but carefully. Hoping for little hindrance outside the spare armed soldier.[/hider]