"Preparing for our big debut let's see here...alright....All pilots prepare to engage in first phase operation. Unit Exia proceed on course to the location of the AEU's public demonstration of their newest unit named 'Enact'. Location should already be on your computer pilot. Unit Dynames will provide cover during operation. Unit Exia should defeat the Enact pilot's aggressive actions is up to them. You may kill, or disable at will. Units Virtue, and Kyrios are to prepare to engage enemy units outside the Human Reform League's space elevator Terrorists should be arriving shortly to try, and assault it." Nea Lucas stated over the communication lines to all of the units quickly reaffirming their mission orders. It was a formality but a necessary one. Her twin brother Hans was sitting across from her monitoring the suits, and their current statuses. "All clear all units still in green proceed with caution. I'm sure you'll all do fine." Hans stated comfortably as he smiled it was finally their big debut like his sister had said. The blonde haired twins were more than excited, and gitty to see their work done well as they had been training like this since they were infants. Now it was their time to shine.

"Ptolemaios is on stand by ready to move to assist Virtue, and Kyrios if need be." Reyson said calmly though he was still somewhat bitter about the other girl being chosen to pilot Virtue over him he followed orders like the man he was. He calmly ran his hands through his dark red hair as he eyed the monitors. He stretched his muscular arms out as he prepared for engagement if need be. Reyson was more than qualified as a gunner he had confidence in himself.

Captain Goren sighed as he took a swig of his flask and breathed back in. "This is showtime ladies, and gentlemen. As your commanding officer, and tactician I will do my best to assist each, and everyone of you. Be prepared your suits are state of the art but a dull blade breaks when connecting to a sharp one. Just because your suits are better doesn't mean you are. Never underestimate your enemies, and proceed with the mission carefully. I trust that each, and everyone of you know your assigned roles. Once the mission is done you are free to rendezvous, or return to the Ptolemaios if you're confident you're not being followed. Remember above all else though. You are the chosen pilots of Celestial Being. War will be eliminated, and we will be the ones to see it done. Take confidence in your own skills. I'll see you all once this is done." Goren said he was a rough man if not somewhat brutish at times. But he meant well, and anyone worth their salt as a pilot knew he was experienced enough to know what he was talking about. His age no withstanding it would be foolish to underestimate him.

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"This is Wesker....On location prepared, and ready to assist Exia." commented Chad as he ran his hands over his face. He was no god like sniper but Haro would more than help in correct his faults. In truth he wished he had been put in Kyrios but it was all a matter of prospective now. Dynames was a great suit, and handled better than any flag he had ever flown. "I got your back! I got your back! Arden is going to take down those losers! Haro haro!" Haro blurted out as Chad smiled, and shook his head. "The AEU was always overconfident it doesn't matter who they're fighting. Exia should be more than enough to handle them. Just be careful they might get a lucky shot in before I shoot them down in turn." Chad said to Exia's pilot as he waited for the suit to make its move. To think that he would be here....not a few years ago he had not put himself anywhere above flag pilot. He'll make sure he got his work done if it killed him. No more deaths like the ones he had witnessed...

”Rodger that... If I get shot, I’ll make sure to report your shoddy sniping.”

Michael lightly joked, trying to keep a light hearted mood, though lighthearted was not something he could currently describe himself as. This had been a moment he been preparing for 6 years, a moment hundreds of years in the making. While he was absolutely confident in the Gundam, he still needed to be on point. The Exia was chosen to display the power of the Gundam to the world. Defeating the Enact would show the world the capability of Celestial Being. He would have to show the the same thing he saw on that day. Micheal took his hands off the Exia’s controls and rubbed his Wrists and muttered to himself.

”I am a Gundam Meister...”

Over and over again, until he steeled his resolve. He looked at the current screen displaying the public demonstration of the Enact. He had to wait until the demonstration was finished, that way the world could know just how outclassed their top of the line mobile suit were compared to the Gundam. Of course, outclassed was an understatement. He took a deep breath as he prepared to land, as the Enact finished off the last few stationary targets.

”Cicero here, commencing mission in 30 seconds.” Michael turned off the communications. ”Sorry, but this is the Gundam’s public demonstration, let’s go Exia!”

From a green star emerged a blue white giant, land with the speed and grace that seemed impossible for it’s size. Green particles filled the air as communications went dead. Gundam Exia has made it’s debut to the world. Michael looked on to his target, the entire area was soon covered in a veil of chaos, but he kept them no mind. He wasn’t here for them, they should be fine, but that might not be the case for the Enact’s Pilot. The Exia stood still, motionless. The plan required for the Enact to take aggressive actions first. After a few moments of silence, the Gundam raised it’s arm before moving the fingers towards itself, giving a clear challenge.

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Unlike Atalei, Viraa had no concerns about who or what was piloting the Mobile Suits she was going to destroy. The others who met her likely thought of her as emotionless, with no remorse or care for anything but the plan. It wasn't entirely true, what she did, she would do for Humanity. But she had accepted what that meant long ago, that many people would die. Starting today, they were kicking off a plan that would leave countless people's lives in ruin, and even more dead. But it was for the sake of peace.

As she listened to the chatter over their comms it, like many things, baffled her that the other pilots needed to hype themselves up for this, that they needed words of encouragement. They were chosen for the plan because they were the ones for the job, the only ones. Veda didn't make mistakes, they weren't about to die on their first mission. They had much, much tougher tasks ahead of them than taking on an enemy that didn't even know they existed yet.

As she heard the words of encouragement from the Captain, she almost rolled her eyes. Of course they were better than the enemy. That's why they were here. Not just these Gundams, but the pilots inside them had to have the skill, and the resolve to do what needed to be done. And that meant defeating the enemy. That was the most basic of requirements for each pilot, be better than the opponent.

A short "GN-005 Virtue, on Standby." was all she gave to confirm she was ready for her part in the mission. Like a machine, reciting its cerial number rather than giving a name, she was a piece of a puzzle, not a singular, named pilot. Not right now.

It was fortunate that her Gundam had Optical Camouflage, considering it was by far the largest and bulkiest of the four Mobile Suits. Speed and Agility was not its primary function. No... but surprise, that was her part to play. And so she waited, watching Kyrios as if from the shadows, wondering what he was thinking. Did he have the resolve necessary to be a Gundam Meister? Did any of the others?

@Shiyonichi As the crowd roared in fear, and anticipation some of the more brazen members of the crowd leaned forward to see what was going on. The pilot of the Enact turned to Exia. It had just gotten done a demonstration of its firing capabilities, and its flight maneuvering. As the machine turned to stare plainly at Exia he held no fear of what was in front of him. In fact over the open communications function of the machine it spoke out with a calm, and confident voice. "Well hello there! You're not AEU that's for sure the big guy up top would've told me what you are. And there's some Union Pilots in the crowd so I doubt you're Union...so what gives? Is the HRL wanting to show off its fancy new model too?" commented the enemy pilot as it turned around and looked down Exia he gave a chuckle. "No big guns it looks like huh? So you're that edgy samurai wannabe type who like swords I take it? Whatever floats your boat friend I won't judge. But...for the glory of the AEU I won't go down easy." the pilot stated as he pulled out his own blade disregarding his ranged weapons on purpose. Be it chivalry, or fool hearty bravado the man inside activated its blade. The sonic blade emitted a frequency that made the crowd wince in pain. However the pilot didn't move to engage Exia. Instead the pilot held up its other arm in preparation for a defensive maneuver. "Like they say in France: En Garde!" The pilot taunted holding it position firmly.

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"Kyrios on your radar we're detecting roughly six suits just below you. They look like a group of Helions modified for space combat. Prepare to engage. We were expecting less functional mobile suits looks like the terrorists got some mercenary gear...or is this a move by the AEU?" Nea wondered aloud as the Captain spoke up, "Free form. Engage at will once the enemies arrive within reasonable range of the orbital elevator. We want to make sure the HRL understands what's happening God knows that they're too willing to just blame us instead if we make the first move. We want to stop them before they do real damage but not before they're off the radar."

Micheal looked on, unimpressed by the bravado. He had heard that being near a Sonic Blade unprotected will hurt one’s ears, though that seemed to be understatement. Michael looked over the pilot’s style, contrary to the the pilot’s personality, he seemed to be a defensive kind of ace. Though he as cautious as his style seemed, he made one mistake... He wasn’t a samurai, he wasn’t HRL, and he wasn’t here to duel... He was a Gundam meister! And he wasn’t going to play his game!

”Michael D. Cicero, Gundam Exia, commencing combat!”

GN particles erupted from it’s back as it charged. The designs for the Flag and by extension the Enact were possibly, one of the fastest and agilest machine the known world had to offer... but the Exia was on a whole another level. With speed and grace that didn’t seem possible on such a large object it turn to the toward the side of the knife holding arm of the Enact, bypassing the guard altogether, if he was out to kill he could have gone further and stabbed it through the back, but he wouldn’t take a life he didn’t have to. The GN blade flipped into place and it became a metallic flash as the Gundam swung it towards the sky that it was colored after.

Viraa sat in her seat with her arms crossed as she listened to people cut in and out of the communications. Both parts of the mission were beginning. She watched the Kyrios move out to engage the enemy, and just sat there like she was going to observe. Honestly she shouldn't even be needed, even if they put up a fight, the Kyrios should be able to handle six regular Mobile Suits. Unless... they split up.

Of course they had to split up. Actually that was a pretty smart move on their part. Most would be stunned to be met with such sudden and strong opposition from a single Mobile Suit, but it seemed this little band of terrorists were different. They were dead set on completing this mission. A shame for them they didn't have as much resolve as Celestial Being, or they might have gotten what they wanted today.

"GN-005 Virtue, engaging the enemy." She raised her GN Bazooka up, Virtue taking it with both hands and pressing it to the chest of the Mobile Suit to lock it in place. Her Optical Camoflauge faded just in time for the weapon to charge up, and then fire a single, long blast of energy that rushed through space in a stream. One of the three Mobile Suits was caught up in the blast, and over the course of a couple seconds, the entire machine, and the pilot inside, were turned to nothing but dust scattered through space. "Two Enemy Mobile Suits remaining from the group that split away from Kyrios. Enemy Mobile Suits appear to be protecting some sort of weapon."

As the two remaining Mobile Suits closed in on the Orbital Elevator, they managed to spot Virtue ahead, not a difficult task once they were close enough. They raised their weapons and started firing off Beam Rifles, but a large green shell appeared around her, and simply deflected the shots. For the moment, they kept up their fire, however as they were doing this, Virtue's two GN Cannons slid up onto its shoulders, and aimed down toward the enemies, preparing to take a shot at both of them at once as soon as there was a window to drop the GN Field around her.

The Enact reacted though just barely in time due to the speed difference the Enact could just barely do such be it by luck, or the pilot's own skill. The Exia's blade smashed through and destroyed the arm he had used for defense. "What the hell!?" growled the pilot as he took a retaliatory stab at Exia with the sonic emitter. Of course Exia was still likely faster but at the present time this was the only real option left open to them. The crowd panicked at the sight of the Enact being so easily forced back. Some kept calm for the most part however there was not much they could do. It was likely the AEU was preparing teams to attack Exia while the Enact tried to fight back.

Viraa aimed her shoulder cannons right at the two Helions carrying what looked like a large box. Zooming in on it, she was just barely able to make out its design through the GN particles that were protecting her. It looked like some kind of large missile launcher, not something that a single Mobile Suit could just carry around and use as a weapon. The missiles inside were probably powerful enough to do serious damage to the Orbital Elevator.

"Two remaining Helion units making a run for the Elevator. Payload identified as a heavy missile, potentially torpedo launcher. Eliminating the threat." She aimed the cannons, and then her GP Field dropped, and at once, the Cannons fired off in large bursts similar to the Bazooka, just not quite as powerful. However, it was more than strong enough to destroy these mobile suits with a direct hit.

The two Helions were hanging on to the missile launcher tight between them, but when they saw those cannons firing, they let go and tried to dodge in opposite directions. Just as predicted... she had pre aimed expecting to not be brave enough to keep going, and their attempts to dodge instead put them directly in the way of the shots fired at them. Both of them melted away into nothing, leaving their payload floating harmlessly through space.

Well, mostly harmlessly. It was still a fully loaded heavy missile launcher floating straight for the Elevator. She didn't want to take chances on it having some remote detonation, or even detonating on impact. She raised the Bazooka once more, and fired a blast right at it detonating all the explosives inside. Just as she thought, a missile launcher, now only dust scattered into space like the vermin who had brought it here.

"GN-005 Virtue, targets destroyed, payload destroyed, awaiting confirmation of mission complete." She had assumed that Kyrios would soon deal with its own threats.

(Considering that the other team is almost done, I’m settling the fight and moving onto the next phase in this post.)

The Exia raised it’s arm and punched forwards with the GN Shield. The curves of the shield with enhanced by GN particles was more than capable of deflecting the knife and the arm it was attached to, though it wasn’t done. The GN Shield kept going and in a cross counter impaled the Enact where the joints met, sinking through the armor and into the internal mechanisms. The Exia pulled it’s arm back, displacing fragments of E-Carbon from were it struck, this was where Exia’s flexibility came into play. Using the rotation of the frame the gundam struck out with it’s GN blade in a hook like motion, decapitating the Enact to add insult to injury. The GN blade flipped back into it’s standby position as the Gundam returned to neutral position.

”This is Cicero, objective complete. Moving on to phase two. It’s your stage now, Wesker.

GN particles would erupt from the cone on the Exia’s back as it took off, the entire sequence far too smooth for any known mobile suit, giving it otherworldly effect.

From a distance, the GN-000 observed. Close enough to intervene if need be but distant enough to be hidden from the HRL's detection range. Right now, Julia's, or rather as she was on mission, 'Gretchen' job was essentially to babysit Viraa and Atalei in case everything went terribly wrong. That was her primary role but as she wasn't needed in that capacity, the old witch was satisfied to return to her second one.

"Good work on those two Lumen, careful with the third! When cornered with no exit, even a rat may pounce. Viraa..." The old soldier had a sign. "When I was your age and looked as good as you do, I also didn't mind being the center of the attention but one day you'll face a weapon that can penetrate your shield and you probably won't know that until it does so and you're dead. I know Big 5 isn't as petite and agile as you are but at least do evasive maneuvers. Its space, aerodynamics don't matter here."

Julia was the senior most field operative of Celestial Beings, by quite the margin, and had done a lot to train the youngsters outside of the simulators and in many ways, this was the baptism of fire, the final training.

Still, the whole thing made her grind her teeth. It wasn't the performance of the pilots, they were all amazing and had more natural talent than she ever had at their ages, but the performance of the machines. They had so many aces up their sleeves but now they were purposefully showing off! For now it was easy, but the next time they'd be expected. But she wasn't in command and in fact, she knew it was the purpose of the entire thing in the first place.

As Exia moved into position near the AEU's orbital elevator nearby there was a sramble of AEU fighter units from inside of the elevator. It would seem that just as predicted the enemy would show their hand when threatened. "This is Dynames disengaging GN camo, and locking onto enemy targets." Chad stated as Haro chimed in quickly, "I will assist! I will assist! Targeted, and firing." Haro stated as Chad grunted. "No Haro that won't be my catch phrase. This is Wesker proceeding with elimination of enemy units." Chad proceeded to carefully aim the rifle holding the manual sniper rifle addition that the designers insisted on implementing. He was a flag fighter before all of this, and he had only sniped in practice, and in training before Celestial Being assigned him to Dynames. Still Haro's automated targeting made up for any flaws he hadn't drilled out of himself for the past few years he had been working with the group. Dynames's GN Sniper rifle lit up the sky as multiple AEU units blew up in a volley of quickly aimed, and precise sniper fire. Enemy units burnt up as GN particles smashed into their frames. Following this Dynames prepared to move out. "Exposed the enemy moving to rendezvous location." Wesker said as he watched the falling fire balls rain down outside the orbital elevator. Treaty issues exposed the AEU would have a lot to explain. Dynames made its get away Wesker felt he had done his limited job as well as he could've.

Viraa didn't much respond to the things going on around her, or even what was said directly to her. She had seen their weapons, no simple Beam Rifle could penetrate her GN Field, and had she not predicted the targets were going to split apart to dodge her shot, she would have just fired her GN Bazooka at them without dropping her shield at all. To be honest, the rifles that were firing at her likely would have bounced off the armor of Virtue. Their weapons just weren't strong enough yet. At least, not the weapons they brought this time.

But much like Gretchen, or perhaps more-so than her, the thought of showing off their abilities too much was not something she found acceptable. She had shown them three things. Her main weapon, her secondary weapons, and her shield. But Virtue was so much more than what she had shown today. She had much more to keep from them. They had shown the power of the Gundams, and yet had only done so as a minor display. All of them together, she was sure they could take on an entire Nation's armed forces at this point, even if they were made up of the most advanced Mobile Suits they had. They were that much stronger right now.

But they had just given the world a threat. They had shown them just how far behind they really were. And from now on, each nation would be scrambling to catch up. Who knows what the next Mobile Suit to be developed would be. Could it be a threat to a Gundam?

Julia awaited an answer from Viraa until she ultimately rolled her eyes. In training when she did the whole 'not say a thing' thing, Julia enjoyed just sending loud burst of statics or begin to say ridiculous things to poke a reaction out of Viraa, but in this situation, a real combat one, she didn't dare. She just wished the Inovade could have the same professionalism. But, things were what they are and ultimately Julia found her experience of having once been a mother to teenagers more useful than that of a combat expert sometimes.

Yes, she was a mother. "Double O to Dynames, did you..." See either a black eagle on a yellow background or a blue snake with a crown she wanted to ask, but she held herself. "Scratch that, its nothing." If there was one thing she was terrified its that her daughter and son who were pilots in the AEU got killed but... this was more important. Of course it cost nothing to ask right now after the facts, but if the others knew, they might hesitate to shoot for a moment and die because of it, and it would be her fault. She kept silent and soldiered on.

"All objectives complete, no pursuers, RTB."

Viraa sighed to herself. This wasn't meant to be difficult. Precautions had been taken, but it was as simple as having the means to overkill the situation, but not necessarily doing so if it wasn't needed. A part of her wanted an actual threat. Something she would need to push herself to defeat. Considering the mission was being considered complete, it seemed the Exia had destroyed the Enact as planned. There were no reports of any trouble with the mission, so that likely meant the Enact, the most powerful Mobile Suit the world had to offer, was in fact no match for a Gundam.

Were two? Three? Would a dozen Enact Mobile Suits pose a threat to a Gundam?

"GN-005 Virtue, confirming Mission Success. Returning to Ptolemaios."

If anything, Viraa was being the professional one here. Not that anyone else was being particularly unprofessional, but she clearly had no interest in engaging in normal conversation or idle chatter with the others. She was in her pilot seat, fully suited up to control a Gundam. And that was what she was doing.

She didn't need to explain herself to them... she didn't need to be challenged by another Meister or have a competition with them. She wasn't just chosen for this, she was created for this. She existed for one purpose, to pilot Virtue.

(Sorry, had morning classes.)

”It would seem that my luck held out.”

Michael looked down at the AEU Mobile Suits crashing into the Earth, Wesker’s quick action prevented any bullets toward Exia, as while conventional arms would hurt a Gundam, it would still be wise not to test it with the Exia, as it’s flexibility was prioritized over it’s armor. It would seem that Wesker and Haro dealt with a lot of them. The Exia swerved to avoid a barrage of gunfire from behind, but it would seem that Wesker had missed one. Though it was only one he could afford them following him to the rendezvous point. Exia slowed down while he took invasive maneuvers, allowing the AEU unit to get closer and closer, until it was close enough for the Exia to ram the standby positioned GN blade into the the enemy fighter.

”All pursuers eliminated, Exia heading to rendezvous point. Second objective accomplished, second phase complete.”

The Exia raised it’s altitude and went into the clouds layer. Micheal took a long exhale to calm the adrenaline down. The best part of a white and blue suit is that it blends right into the day sky, combined with GN particles and the clouds that covered it, it would be nearly impossible for someone to spot Exia. Micheal took his hands off the controls and rubbed his wrists. He had just declared his own personal declaration of war. It was hypocritical trying to bring peace by force, but he and the Gundam would still fight.

”Our battle has just begun, Exia.” Micheal muttered to himself.

"Good work you three. I regret we didn't get more information from O Gundam to see if the GN condenser is working properly but they were just helions anyway. No match for proper gundams. Nea will dock you. Proceed to the decks." commented Captain Schneider as he gruffly rubbed his salt, and pepper colored hair. He was glad those two didn't go overboard it would be a mess if things got out of hand. Still it was going to happen soon. "Report Exia, and Dynames?" commented Hans carefully asserting himself into the communications line to Exia, and Dynames. "All clear they didn't even know where I took off from. They probably just barely caught me. Heading for the designated point for rendezvous with Exia." Chad stated quickly. Hans congratulated both Chad, and Michael for their work of course using their code names. Chad smiled the kid was barely a teenager and he still was as capable as he'd ever been. The kid had a bright future. Shame he had to be a terrorist. "Just doing my job. I'm no better than my training, and what my good buddy Haro here can help me with." Chad stated modestly as Haro chimed in once more, "Ultimate team! Ultimate team! No one can stop Celestial Being! Haro haro!"

As Dynames floated around in the air, and the others prepared to dock Reyson said the broadcast had started and that all the pilots should listen to it if they could. He made sure to patch it into everyone's mobile suits. After all this was the speech being broadcasted to the world as footage of their acts was witnessed by billions around the whole globe. Mobile suits that far exceeded all others what were their purpose? What did they mean?



"Looks like its all on us...we'll burn war to the ground. No one needs to live in fear anymore. Corrupt government powers will fall once their war profiteering is over...even if I have to fight my old friends." Chad stated under his breath to himself thinking back to the days of his blue boy days. The bell plastered on his shirt collar. The flag formation as they flew across beautiful America. The world will change...there is no going back to the days of his old friends, and comrades cheering him on as the new rookie. Now he was the enemy. He would shoulder the burden of the world...even if it meant he had to set it on fire.