BigPapaBelial

Wizard Mafia (Harry Potter Organized Crime RP)

I was thinking my charrie might be a magical safe cracker. Part time fence and "rat" catcher aka informant silencer. A sort jack of no trades master of none but still does good work

Raven Squad: Second Storm (Military/Spy-Fi RP)

Collab with @BigPapaBelial @FourtyTwo

Athena Kanataario

Freya Kanataario

Jamie Kanataario

Camp Hannula, Finland

0300 Local Time

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With a certain glimmer about her, Athena fixed up her armor a little, the tight suit wrapping her up and all her features close, with her twin SMGs attached to her side, her lipstick lacquered onto her lips and her hair tied into a ponytail, rather than left wavy. There was something that oozed appeal, it almost felt like Athena wore a certain kind of fearlessness on her cheeks, lighting like a beacon with her visage, almost manicured to a fine touch, someone who truly seemed ready for what was to come with the muscle that poked against the arms, stomach and thighs of her suit, yet always looking pretty whilst doing it. Oh, and to steal that blimp. She’d argue with Skye if she didn’t have it, she always wanted one of those but of course, not really a thing money could often buy.

Speaking of priceless things, Athena found Freya, walking into the heavies’ section of the armoury, past her suit in pieces, and being worked on by techs, and heading alongside the redhead she called her sister.
“Hey, so you ready for the big time? We got some serious work to do, sis. Real save the world stuff.” Athena tittered, wrapping a big hug around Freya, resting her head against Freya’s shoulder.
“Really missed you. Good to have you back fit. And back to kicking ass. Though, you’ll have to try pretty hard to beat me.” Athena giggled, flicking her hair a little, before backing away, exhaling hard, hand on her heart, giving a moment to enjoy these things before going back out.

It’s a wonderful thing, to reenter the armory, after the downtime, getting hurt. All the tests and physical challenges. Oh wow was it ever amazing to walk back in there. The smell, and taste of the place, something like metal and rain and oil. You get used to it. And Freya didn’t realize how much she missed it until now. When she walks in.

She’d been in the middle of rolling the shoulder she’d hurt and finally gotten the go ahead to get back on active duty. It’s still a little tight, but it will do, the doctors said the mission would allow her to work it out a little, loosening things up. It’d be so nice.

And as she’d stepped into the Armory looking around seeing the team prepping up she smiles brightly, “We’re back.” She had muttered right before she saw a head of blonde hair approaching at speed. A big smile crosses Freya’s lips as she turns and meets her little sister, “Sis!” She calls then meets that hug full force. A soft well moan of familial pleasure, joy and contentment. Sure her sister can be a handful, a bit of a bitch and sometimes a raging annoyance. But she’s still family, “Real safe the world stuff, with family, sounds about normal.” She giggles and rocks side to side briefly with Athena in her arms.

She swallowed thickly as the moment gets her a little, “Missed you too babe. Missed the last mission, heard you guys encountered a nemesis of mine, wonder if he’ll show up here.” She giggles then lets Athena go, “Oh is that a challenge lil girl?” She grins and leads the way back to the huge industrial tables where the Heavy kits are laid out.

Athena giggled, following Freya over towards her armour, coming around and in front.
“Yeah! And I suppose I put a lot of electricity through him. I think I killed him.” Athena said, putting gloved hand to cheek, shrugging.
“Maybe I should have checked.” Athena tutted, moving her hand onto Freya’s shoulder, gently turning.
“I guess he’s seen all of us now. If he’s out there, he knows not to fuck with us. Or….well, he’ll come back with something more.” The youngest sibling added, walking about, looking to Freya’s armour, and the arrangement of it, taking it in.
“So yeah. I kept the fire going. But you’re gonna bring some serious heat with that thing.” She added, giggling as she looked along the energy emitter, noting the upgrades in New Zealand. Now that was new to her.
“Is that a focus module? Shit, you have been busy.” Athena noted, wolf whistling, loud as ever. She didn’t really do being quiet. Even in an arrangement like hers without armour, her figure was not concealed, not one bit, and her energy was on full display. AthenaAwesome, that she was, with the magnetism that looked like it was not one that seemed to let up.

Freya grinned, “Ingwe is…something else. I’d almost think it’s flirting at this point.” She giggled and stopped at her area of the armory, stepping up and picking up the AEW first and foremost, going over it. Nodding, “Yes there was a moment during a mission that I needed to hit something at long range. And all I had was the Anti Armor option.” She turns the mode to the AA mode, which shifts the weapon again, “It worked, but with a little help and a little work we now have…” She shifted the mode again, into the much more focused smaller output mode, “A sniper mode. Hits at much better range, when the doctors allowed me to try it while you were all away, I realized it has abit of kick, but it’s pleasant that way. Feels natural.”

She nods, “We adapt with the times sis. We adapt with the times.” And another shift the end flowering open, and arcs of artificial lightning crackling, a finger of it kicking up and leaving a small black star on the ceiling, “Oh fiesty right now.” She nods, setting the AEW down carefully, turning the internal power unit off for now. “This will do well enough I think. Now then.” She turns her back on the weaponry for now.

And faced the armor, hanging on chains and held up by pistons from the floor and ceiling, “Now then.” She took a breath and looked over the armor slowly, “Last I wore this, I had to tear down the shoulder and wore it open for hours because of the damage I’d done to myself.” She stepped up and placed her hand on the shoulder portion that had covered her injury. The Material looks near brand new, as does the material on most of the rest of the armor, “They completely overhauled it I see. Probably a better idea then just replacing what was damaged.”

Athena appreciated the detail, seeing the modifications from Sam included, as well as the changes.
“And it works well. Better to fix what’s broken then put tape on it.” Athena chuckled, looking through the changes, then back to her redhead older sister. She was so much more analytical, precise, she enjoyed that. Athena preferred the chaos, the anarchy, pushing and charging. Whilst Freya could see red, Athena lived on adrenaline and action.
“I would say Ingwe flirting with us….you know, maybe it’s meant to be. I ain’t seen him do anything to Jamie yet.” She giggled, flexing her muscles, whipping her hair.
“But who would resist?” Athena gave her best blue steel with fist raised, front turned in a pose, seeing the disappointment reflected in Freya’s eyes, rolling her own, sighing.
“Okay. I maybe got punched by his mech, and he came out like a fucking Babushka.” Athena added, beating Freya to it, leaping onto Freya’s suit and onto the chains.
“So. You got any more tricks up your sleeve?” Athena asked, almost like a mountain gorilla clambering onto the armour, knowing Freya must have spent that time productively.

Freya giggled a little watching her sister, “You know when you do things like this, you may think yourself a big silver backed gorilla girl. But I always see a cute blonde furred kitten.” Freya laughs softly, “Okay maybe not kitten maybe giant blonde cougar.” She laughs again then steps up to the armor, “So yes actually I got alot of online help from some friends. Watch this.”

She turned and slid into the upper portion of the armor, leaving it hooked on it’s bracing for now, “Now this is a stop gap. I don’t think I’m going to keep it forever. I’m going to do the crazy thing and get myself cut open finally. I saw Ban and his augments. And got to thinking, sometimes the flesh is weak. But this.” As soon as the upper torso armor powers on she reaches over with her other arm and activates a overhead crane, which slides over and lowers something that looks like an immense armature assembly. Which lowers, and slowly starts to encircle her right and left arms, “I’m calling them, The Mjolnir Contingency. Bracings, wire and piston operated strength augments, over a titanium skeleton.” Once the armatures slide into place, they close around the armors arms with a click. Then with an easy motion Freya steps forward, bringing the whole armor with her. And with a clench she reaches over and lifts a piece of machinery that should have been bolted to the floor with ease, holding the heavy metal piston hammer for beating armor plating into shape, above the ground with one arm, “It should make swinging the Starbreaker much easier, and protect me from destroying a shoulder or my back.”

Athena’s face turned sour, like she’d eaten a really bitter sweet, her rosy cheeks turning the same.
“Hey, I’m not taking anything less than lioness.” Athena replied, before crackling a long chuckle, resting her head against the top of the armor, before clambering off, following around Freya.

As she brought it in, the armor and the exoskeleton, Freya all set up, she watched with her mouth agape, watching as Freya suddenly went from a power she always remembered, to something else altogether. That must have weighed…..no. And even the fun-loving Athena took half a second to process it, hearing what she had to say.

Freya must have thought that Athena would have been easy, simple going, but for a moment, her heart was agape, shaking her head gently.

“Freya…..not often I say this sis, but you sure? Cutting yourself open? You’re not this. I know you’re the cleverest girl I know. But his augments, your skin….there’s no going back.” Athena said, the drama of it not stopping Athena, but for a moment, an actual part of the youngest sibling feeling direct.

Freya took Athena’s armoured hand, and pushed it against her chest, looking Freya dead.
“This was to keep me alive. And I won’t say this to anyone else….but sometimes, I wonder what it cost. I never asked. Freya…..this is a giant’s heart. Not something from a fucking lab. It made me feel alive, power on, but my lungs cannot keep up with this heart….and it cost someone, somewhere. Probably some asshole. And I do not want to think what it means when I stop going. I look after Blue Sword and our fighting. But you do more, made yourself into more….you don’t have to do this. Mom and Dad would….please, please tell me you’re sure.” Athena said, feeling the power, like in this moment, Freya could just push and even the other titan would be a splat on the wall.
“Just…..be careful. I love you so much. Keep them, but you are too pretty to cut open and turn into a war machine. I wish I didn’t have this inside me. But that’s just me. But if you want to do this…I’ll be with you.” Athena added, feeling the arms up and down, her head close to Freya’s armoured top, giving a smile.

It was almost as if the happy go lucky suddenly had a needle pointed into her soul. She got it for Tahlia, for Ban too, but….she wasn’t sure what she felt here. She felt uncomfortable. Those things, they turned people into just fighters, warriors to the end. And even though they did so much themselves, in their armours, even Athena herself had questioned what it would take to be the best. She wondered it herself, change a heart, change blood, muscle composites, the lot, but realised what it would cost. And she was looking at it right now. It had saved her life, granted. But this felt….even stranger somehow..
“It is cool though. And right now this isn’t a half measure. This one you can pull off.” Athena giggled, breaking that certain ice, knowing too well Freya could probably turn this back. The youngest wondered about this. She had her second heart, so what was to stop? Was it sibling want, or genuine fear over that shoulder? Athena wasn’t sure. She didn’t entirely know how to process it.

Freya set the large piston hammer then turned to her sister. There’s a smile on the red head bombshells face. In her eyes and on her cheeks. She’s proud of what she’s done. So she’s a little surprised to see the look on her sisters face. Freya even starts abit.

With her hand on Athena’s heart, the armored fingers softly spread against her little sisters chest and the artificial heart under it.

Freya remembers how it started. Her sisters need for speed, for more input, going further, higher, faster. Needing more and more and more. And the heart, the heart had been an almost natural step up. Freya sighs and then grabs her sister, and hugs her. Holding her after the heavy talk has ebbed off, “I love you too Thena girl.” She takes a moment, her half armored form holding Athena gently for a moment, laying her cheek against Athena’s for a moment, let the others in the armory gawk at a moment of sisterly PDA. She takes a deep breath and lets her sister go, stepping away, “I will say, the idea of getting cut and having things placed inside me, does not win me over.” She stepped back into place and placed the top of her armor back onto it’s hooks and bracings, “But I can tell, that my flesh isn’t as strong. Like I said this might be a stop gap. If it sticks we can see what happens.”

She steps back and looks the armor over, “Maybe…rather then the cutting. I can do what Dad always wanted to do. He never got past the leg cradle. Remember that god awful rudimentary exoskeleton he has? And no heavy has ever really pursued a full exo-suit for their own armor have they?” She smiles and gently hip checks her sister, for anyone else it would have sent them sprawling, but for big beautiful girls like them it’s a playful shove, “Maybe I should pursue that.” She throws her arms skyward, “Imagine a massive removable armor suit around my normal suit. A proper Heavy Exosuit. Armed, armored and without peer.” She grins then, and that mad scientist face she sometimes makes appears, “I could even mount one of my mass drivers on it. Imagine that Athena! The first fielded woman portable rail gun.”

Athena felt the emotion back from Freya, seeing for the first time in a while her sister actually pull in doubt. It wasn’t often this happened, they joked, laughed, poked shit at each other so much, but for half a second, there was some humanity that Athena seemed to be showing more. Rather than vanity or anything, as much as Athena would have wanted that for herself, she knew the costs of it perhaps from living it. She was lucky to be beautiful, but she knew Freya hadn’t considered this by half measures.
“Yeah, I remember that. Get something even bigger. They’ll be able to make that for you….I mean after all, we have a good line on these things. Not harder to scale it up. And that big rail gun….ohh, that would go something hard. You’re making me excited. Crush some serious skulls with that thing!” Athena giggled, smiling, seeing the spark back in Freya, adjusting her hair, sighing, putting a hand over her shoulder, gently turning it.
“You can still do science with this. A lot of science.” Her beam was almost as golden as her hair, as Athena leaned forwards and hugged her, squishing against.
“But you have to let me have a go with it when you make it. Or I’m telling dad. You and your crazy ideas sis. You don’t settle for less. But neither do I. Guess it makes us fucking cool. I mean….I kinda want to steal a blimp. You kinda want arms like presses. Fits girls of our ambition.” She giggled, sighing as she released, looking around the armoury, seeing Chuck come in, dismissing Duke and Andrew leading the large Mallinois out of the place. He got himself suited up, and Athena took that as a sign to get moving towards her end. Putting a hand out, she smiled.
“Come back in one piece, yeah?”

Freya hums looking over and nodding to the others entering. Giving a friendly wave to Chuck and whistling getting the attention of the handsome Mallinois briefly. Smiling as the canine lolls out it’s tongue in greeting before hurrying off after it’s partner. She nods, “I like this team.” She says, reaching over and taking her sister hand, “I’ll do my best. Don’t make me have to tell mom and dad about you going down either missy. Mom will bring you back and chew you out for hours.”

She turned as Jamie came into the room. Their brother stopping and narrowing his eyes at the pair. Then pointing at his eyes with his index and pinky fingers then jabbing both fingers at the sisters. As if to say, “I’m watching you two.” Without actually saying anything. Their brother has to be the quiet and calm one, to try and balance the pair of them out.

Freya squeezes Athena’s hand, “We got work to do sis. Be careful out there. I’ll do my best.” She shouts to Jamie as he pads over to his gear, “You two lil’ Brother. Come back safe.” Jamie stops then nods, smiling, the sentiment returned.

Jamie’s response just made Athena chuckle, as she shrugged, running over, hugging him too, completely.
“Enjoy Greenland! Last time our parents went, lot of world ending shit too. So these things go in circles, right? You look after yourself.” Athena smiled, at him, looking at her two older siblings, giggling.
“Gonna steal a motherfucking blimp shaped like a butt. And when I do, you’re both getting a ride. Can’t wait!” Athena giggled, tittering, running away like an overexcited ten year old.

There must have been some comedy to someone somewhere, for the fact that this was a peachy looking 7 and a half foot giantess who could turn people into compressed cans with a bit of willpower going for this. And well, she never would change. She just hoped Freya appreciated that advice, and that Jamie would enjoy himself too.

Okay look Jamie is prepared for these kinds of things. But as things go, and the news of the world ending and world shattering things going on, he’s been more quiet then usual. He’d made sure his sister weren’t planning their own world domination when he came in. So he’s not completely prepared to get bull rushed by their youngest sister. He rocks to the side on a foot. Then eeps as Freya comes charging up, and he’s mashed into the wall between the armor sides. The big sheet of steel letting out an almost bell like tone as the three siblings mash against it. He groans and then wraps arms around both of them, “Ah hells bells girls! Let a guy breath.” But then they are enclosed in that sibling moment, “Mom and Dad had their moment, we have ours. We do them and us proud. Be safe please. Both of you. I don’t want to be the one to tell mom and dad either of you got hurt.” He sniffed, then let them go. Just taking in the moment.

Freya hums, being with her siblings there for a moment, “Love you both. Now let’s go get ready and then go kick some ass. When we get back I want to hear everything about what happened on your own sections of the operation. Things are going to be hellish during it. And I imagine inter-division communication will be impossible. Just be safe.” She grabbed Athena, “Now come on you, let’s get ready.” She almost duck-walked Athena back to their stations. Letting Jamie head off to his.

Run Through The Jungle: A Vietnam War Anthology [INTREST CHECK]

*plays Run Through the Jungle on repeat until something comes up here*

So.anyone have any ideas for scenes they'd love to see?

I'm personally hoping for some tunnel rat escapades and a We were soldiers hell fight.

Wizard Mafia (Harry Potter Organized Crime RP)

Hmm fascinating.

Just going to sub and express interest.

Raven Squad: Second Storm (Military/Spy-Fi RP)

Ban Kingo
Everyone mourns in their own fashion

After being bundled into the medical room, and given a full go.over by the medical team. Ban had been slathered in ointments and unguents and other alchemical stuff, before covered in bandages. There would be a round of skin grafts that would quickly be adhered and covered in a special concoction before they left on the next operation. He'd be fit for duty atleast.

For now Ban is in the gym, off in one corner going through the movements of a kata. For all intents seemingly in his own world.

But that doesn't stop him from sensing the approach of three men. After he completes the series of motions, is when he turns to them. Three men, two veterans. And the third a younger man looking a little put of place. Ban bows to them "Conner-san, York-sama." These two men were middle ground soldier when Ban was last here, and were two of his usual sparring partners. He looks at rhe third then back at Conner and York, "John-San?" York swallowed heavily, "Dead." Ban started then stepped closer, "Where? When?" Conner coughs "New Zealand, he and five more took a rear guard position on our way out. His teammates said they were set upon by Artemis hard suits. He used your teachings. Used his combat knife to gouge out three of them.before another caught him with an assault cannon. Tore him apart."

Ban takes in a slow fluttering breathe, "Just another reason to hurt them. And who is this?" He looks at the young man. He looks him over getting up close to the young man and performing an iconic Yakuza gesture looking the young man over getting right into his personal space without actually touching him. While doing this Conner grabs some shinai training swords off the wall. York grins, "Nrw kid His name is Ulric Fletcher. Good with a gun. But..." Ban hums and turns catching one of the shinai out of the air as Conner tosses it to him. Ban skips back a few meters. Swinging the practice sword through the air to get used to the weight. He grins, "Yes, better to learn first with a shinai before learning with a boken." Fletcher oofs as one of the blades is thrust into his hands and York and Conner spread out. Fletcher gulps seeing the experienced stances York and Conner assume. While Ban slides the shinai down at his hip, an iai stance, draw fighting. Connor barks , "A hit put you out of the round, first team to 10?" Ban grins, "Yosh. We'll start slow."

Everyone mourns somehow. While York and Conner can see Ban hurts, they two have lost. Fletcher gulps then leaps forward, but never lands as Ban's sword leaps from his hip.

He'd wake a few minutes later to Conner leaning over him, "Good try kid. Come round two in a second."

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Jamie
Time to decompress, time to think

Jamie is out in the yard. Sitting cross legged, communing with Nature one would say. It was strange being back with Raven he'd done his time and should be off roster. Only called back if a team really needed filling out. But then here he is.

Ah well it is what it is.

Reaching down he picks up the Jade bowl pipe he carved himself and began to pack it with tobacco. Been abit, and the base could use a blessing. Never hurts in the slightest.

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Freya
Really ready? Truly okay?

The physiotherapist watched as Freya ran through a gamut of exercises. They needed to prove she's ready and fit to resume active combat duty. And that means these tests and exercises. Emphasis on if she has fair movement of her shoulder.

By all evidence she's ready. But as she picks up a shot put all those watching know these are make or break moments.

And she puts the bug weighted piece of rubber and lead through a weight machine on the far side of the gym. Freya rolls her shoulder ,"Oops...on my dollar again." She crows.

Yes she's ready.

But first time to see how everyone else is doing.

Run Through The Jungle: A Vietnam War Anthology [INTREST CHECK]

Subbed and interested. I instantly had flashbacks of Rising Storm 2 Vietnam and tunnel rating in that game.

That's about all I really know about the Vietnam War so I'd be along for the ride and learning myself.

MEATCHURNER (Grand Sci-Fi, WH40K/Dune inspired)

It's...it's not on the table is it? No gone anywhere again. Okay.

Geonet 2.0 - Battle for the Megacity

A quiet delivery

Iron Technica

Honey Badger and Alese Piety

"Heyo! Badger? Is that you?" A voice called through the dim of the service tunnels. A quartet of masked Pack appeared out of the dark between lumen-strips. Badger with a backpack over his shoulder turned with a curious sound then nodded, "Heavy Rhino, by I live and breathe. Been a hot minute!" The pair of Pack leaders, Rhino and Badger clasp hands in greeting. Rhino being big and burly compared to Badgers smaller well built form. "What brings you down here you old fiend?" Rhino motioning for his retinue to lower their burdens. The others in Rhinos group sitting and relaxing a spell. Badger smiles, "Making a delivery. Long in coming. Just before the big shutdown. Only now had the time to make it. And you old friend?" Rhino gestures at the six carbon laced honey comb lattice building spars, "Helping to rebuild a collapsed housing complex. The Shutdown was far reaching." Rhino checks his watch, "We best be moving. Come on boys." He calls and hefts his share of the load. And off they went.

Badger then after waving turns to continue his own journey. Disappearing down the dimly lit passages of the service tunnels.

Soon though or later even, it's all relative really. He shifts open the thick metal cover to the side and climbs up and into the back alley behind Alese Pietys store Iron Technica. After a moment Badger marches up and beats a short tattoo on the back garage door of the building. And waits. Willing the colors of his mask into a more dark color, better to blend in with the shadows in the alley.

He waits and stands. Smiling all the while behind his mask. Delivery nearly complete.

@Pilatus

Rerun: Blackguards!

Heigh ho Heigh ho onto the cache we go...

It was a grueling trip. Filled with blood, . danger...

..wait wrong script...

Except for the new members of the group, the undead and the new girl the trip onward was largely uneventful.

Or well until the last 30 minutes after Ricon had said he has seen the markers for the cache. Shortly after there had sounded a blood chilling howl from the distance. No wolf orcoyote call that. But off in the distance it was. "No normal beast that was." Was the reaction Ricon gave. And with no evidence that whatever made it is close, the pyromancer had lead them on.

Soon rising from the ground a forest of high rocky crags. Blues and Grey and white stone rising from the ground capped by brown and green lichens and grass. And Ricon boldly walked into them, directing his fire sprities ahead and high lighting the way through the dark barely light stone paths.

For an eternity it seemed he lead the group having to gently coax them along.

And like magic, somehow they ended up in a rocky grotto that sunk maybe 30 feet into the floor and soared up another 10 feet to an open rocky roof. And at the middle of the rocky atrium a small mound of yellow stone and from a small hole at its peak a little blue flame, naturally made it seems.

Ricon grinned, "Here we go. Just as I left it. Now then." And the grinning fire mage marched to the center of the room, picked up the flame, which then roared higher. He he held it for a time, "Fire is both life taking, and life giving, you know." He said. "Fire can immolate a farmer. Or after a wild fire new life can rise in the shadow of death."

He turns the flame this way and that slowly, the icon of one of the innumerable old fire and life gods from ages past forming ss it moves. The fire symbol hovers then settles to the slopped floor behind the man. For a moment nothing happens. Other the the little blue flame reappearing at Ricons feet.

Then finally a crunch and a thump, and the floor where the symbol rests sinks down on magic crafted gears and guide ways. One of the sprites quickly flies down the newly revealed passage lighting the way. Already the red-yellow glow of gold can be seen down the tunnel. Ricon leads the way.

Andwhen the group catches up he's seated like a Marcher Lord on a throne carved from ruby and marble in the middle of piles if gold,coins, gems, jewelry, weapons and other riches. In his hand, he twirls a small silver scepter topped by an opal the size of a grapefruit. The grinning man looks at the others, "And before my fall, I had at least twenty more caches like this. My high robbery days were lucrative. Take what you like." He says, "I rather think I won't be back again. Money, gems, weapons, a few pairs of fine armor, I took off burned knights. Take what you like eh?" Generous is the former robber mage it seems. Even as he pockets some coins, gemstones and hangs a few necklaces and dons a ring or two.

Raven Squad: Second Storm (Military/Spy-Fi RP)

Marrakesh Morocco

Scion, Jamie K.

And they had a way out. That's fantastic.

He fell in with the crew as they began to move, maybe purposefully posting up so he could keep his sister in view. Someone has to be the responsible one! And knowing her, she may peel off to go and BASE jump off something before leaving. Or she's already done something like that and would instead look for something else insane to do. How is he the straight man in the family?

To help out Scion quickened his tread. If there's going to be anyone else in their way as they tried to exfil, he wanted to put his giant armored form in front of as many of the BlueSword and Raven people as he could.

They made it though and loaded into their transports. He made sure he was the last one, to make sure his big ass armored form protected the ones already inside. And as they began moving he swung his legs up into the vehicle. Not bothering to worry about the creak it made as his great weight settled.

Now they can go back to base. Not quite home but near too.

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Camp Hannula, Finland
A Battle Goddess awaits

She's on the tarmac when they came back, he watches as the plane comes in and the smile on her face is positively beatific. They made it home. And they're not too worse for the wear. He can see armor damage abounds, and a few people nursing scrapes and bruises. But they'd all survive amazingly. Freya can only feel relief. She'd grabbed her little brother and sister in a hug, revealing her shoulder is mostly healed as she uses bother arms to near crush the pair even in their armor. Jamie had nearly cried, knowing his beloved big sister is okay.

Freya had let them go and sighed, "I'm going to want a full report later. I only got a clean bill of health a little while ago. Still a little stiff, but I should be ready do go for the next operation. Oh hey!" She gives her siblings a nod.

Then she pushes by them and intercepts Sam. gently and carefully catching her before she can vanish, "Hey girl. How you doing? Everything okay?" She smiles and gives Sam a good once over, making sure she's okay, "I'm glad you're all coming home okay. You especially. Just take care of yourself. And if you need any help with anything you let me know alright?" She smiles and gives Sam's back a rub.

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Even later

Jamie had stripped his armor, and was relaxing abit, a whole bunch of grapes on the vine in one hand, and a giant glass of something that looked like apple juice in the other, he's in the middle of taking a drink when a ghost walks in. He'd sat up straight then and watched Skye walk by the rec room. He'd coughed then looked again to see her walk by. But what...was...something in her wake, looked like a shadow? In a trench coat and a sword...held in it's left hand. What the hell?

In the armory the meeting began. Enri and Skye facing the gathering of Athena, Purna, Adam and Tahlia. For a moment there was another person. But then it was just a shadow.

They began to talk, and then another voice joins them. Ban seeming to step right out of Skye's shadow, a long grey trench coat hanging from his shoulders. His right hand free. His left hand holding the sword loosely, yet with a will. As Ban slides clear of Skye's shadow another voice joins the tiny gathering, that of Freya. She really doesn't need to be there, but having passed by her brother he had pointed out there was something off. Her voice is a dangerous low tone, "It is said, when Japan was first form, to complete the process even after Izanami and Izanaji drew out the land. Hachiman plunged the first sword into the ocean, and when he drew it, five perfect drops fell, and formed the surface of the islands. It is said, he drew forth that blade with his right hand, then held it's tsuba with his left from there on. So a samurai would always hold his sword in his right hand if he's prepared for peace. On in his left if he's prepared for war." Ban turned to look at her his eyes narrowed. Tahlia being the security expert she is, finally noticed this and widened her stance abit.

Ban's history known to near everyone there. Freya takes a step into the room, and Jamie appearing at the door a second later, having retrieved the Throngler, and holding it lighting in both hands, just in case. Freya takes up a spot slightly seperated from everyone, showing she's a more nuetral party in this situation, "So tell me Kingo-san, are you prepared for war?" She motioned at Ban's sword, which he has now pressed his thumb under the guard ready to give it that one little push to slide it free and draw it.

Ban sniffs and looks around slowly, "Skye-chan and I...have done much in the past few days, and lost...much..." Jamie can be heard to let out a gasp, finding the implications saddening. Ban lifts the blade then hooks his thumb up over the guard, holding the blade down in place, "A concession..." he says simply.

And then the moment is broken yet again when Dr. Keller, comes storming in. Ban whisper, "Oh kuzo..." Sophie walking up and wrenching open the coat to show dry burned skin from the overclocking of his augments days ago now. She grumbles, "Come on!" And drags Ban off, "I have work to do on this one. Your duty can wait. Excuse me."

Ban reaches out and tries to get help to stay this torture, but no one wants to upset Sophie at the moment. Freya smiles, "Oops." Jamie chuckles and follows the doctor and doomed yakuza.

Freya nods, "So this meeting of the minds." She gestures around to everyone there now. Smiling and bowing her head to Enri, looking Adam, Thalia, Athena and Skye, "I'm not going to have to knock heads to keep this from going wrong am I?"