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I just had to call that one out, just in case it hadn't been discussed beforehand. Can't blame a guy for being cautious. And since the colour of the Impulses change depending on what Silhouette is equipped, should be easy enough to tell them apart if you stick to the one of each pack rule.
Whoa, hold up. Pretty sure there's only one Impulse Gundam, but Lucia and Akira are both using said gundam? Unless someone created a second Impulse Gundam, or just the core splendor, I can't see that happening.
My leading man for now. More to come in due time.
Edit: Added in the foreman for the Aotisa Team.
Edit 2: Added in the very annoyed Extended that Maddox left to die.
Edit 3: Added in two members of the CSC, the Chief of R&D and a WIP for a CIC Officer.









Cronic listened to the Rabbit speak, and not understanding a word of it. Instead he got to his feet and turned to look at those who were unconscious and/or asleep still.

"Ok. This technically is and isn't a dream." Cronic thought to himself, as he walked over to one of them, and hauled one over his shoulder. Due to his upbringing, he usually tries to remain in good shape. Could mean the difference between life and death as far as he's concerned. So carrying an unconscious individual over his shoulder isn't much of a problem for him.

"Well, better tag along. I don't feel like going home in a box. That and I wan't more information on what's going on around here."
Cronic watched Aria as she knocked the Guard into the mud, facepalming at the sight.

"Textbook Aria, right there." Cronic said, as he folded his arms at the mention of any ideas.

"Priority one should be to lure the dragon away from Riverwood to reduce risk of civilian casualties. Priority two should be to find a battleground once we've got it's attention that offers some cover from the dragon's breath attacks. We take one of those dead on and we are cooked. Cronic said, looking at Aria, the gears turning in his head, his inner tactician kicking in.

"It's probable that we're going to need to try to ground the beast as well, and attack it from multiple sides once it's on the ground. Hope everyone has some form of ranged attack. Because until then, trying to hit a flying target with a sword is about as useful as jumping off the throat of the world."
"Well, someone's eager. I'll see if I can get that authorized once you're back on your feet." Mark said, folding his arms, as he was reviewing schematics for another unit, codenamed "Phoenix" and began reading through it.

"Let's see here... Heat absorption and venting... Able to use the heat to generate flame-based attacks... MA-MS Transformation system, DRAGOON System..." Mark said to himself, not caring if anyone heard him.

"Hmm... A Custom-made pilot suit will be needed for this one, otherwise the Pilot will cook inside the cockpit...."
"Not quite what I was expecting, but we'd better move quickly if we want to get there in time." Cronic said, his sword in a sheath, strapped to his waist, and his gigantic bow strapped to his back. Cronic and Aria may have been known to beat unbeatable odds, sure, but not without a few cuts or scratches to remember the encounters by. And if his sense of dread was anything to go by, some of them would be walking out of this with some pretty bad burns.

"Well, if it puts food on the table, I'm all for it." Cronic said, knowing that if they sat this one out, the people of Riverwood would be a pile of unrecognisable, charred corpses before the night was over.
Stepping outside after a few minutes, mainly just to get out of the stink, upon having served the stray cat some food, Cronic looked at Aria, then to the guards.

"The guards are on edge. That's not a good sign. They expecting an attack or something?" Cronic thought to himself, folding his arms. Cronic personally was never one to openly voice his thoughts, but the fact the guards were on edge was making him a little concerned.

"Either way, it'd probably be a good move to double-check my gear, just in case." Cronic said, going back into the house and heading upstairs, grabbing hold of his sword and removing it from the sheath, checking over the blade before taking out a small stone and running it across the blade's edges, sharpening the blade.

"Last thing I need is a blunt sword in the middle of a battle."
A faint groan could be heard as Cronic picked himself up off the ground.

"What in the nine hells is going on...?" Cronic said, rubbing the back of his neck as he got to his feet, looking around, making a note of the people present, but more importantly, the talking white rabbit.

",,,Did someone spike my drink...? This ain't my hotel room." Cronic said to himself, rubbing his right eye sleepily as he kept his distance from both the rabbit and the others, his common sense telling him to stay away from them.

"Who knows, maybe I'll wake up in a few minutes, and this is just one messed up dream." Cronic thought to himself, as he sat down on the grass, not caring about what the others were doing, staring off into the distance.
Name: Zerenis (Jack of Clubs)
Gender: Male
Appearance: His attire resembles that of the Jack of Clubs off a playing card, with a few notable differences; His attire is mostly black with purple accents, and he is pale skinned with long, jet black hair and purple eyes. Tattooed on the back of his hands are the symbol of clubs.
Arcana: Strength
Power: If he feels that the odds are stacked against him, he'll respond in turn by amplifying the force of his blows by channeling purple flames across his arms and legs, drastically increasing his striking power.
Weapons: His bare hands and feet.
Personality: Zerenis prides himself upon his strength of body. He believes that the best weapon you should hone is yourself. He cares little for weapons, choosing to fight with punches and kicks over blades and bullets. He despises being underestimated above all else, simply because he's unarmed. That's not to say he's entirely without mercy, but he will only show this mercy one time.

Persona Name: Titan
Persona Appearance:

Persona Skills: Skull cracker, Gigantic Fist, Assault Dive
Character Relevance: Emphasising Zerenis' belief in strength of body, Titan adds more options for Zerenis in a fight. He doesn't seem that keen on Titan having a sword, but, in his own words, "You get what you're given."
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