Left it hanging, because I don't know what is actually in that room, but I doubt it will be too problematic, and the occupants shouldn't be too badly hurt: temporary eye and ear damage is easily curable by today's medicine, wizards should have it on lock, and hopefully in their incredibly painful daze they are unable to avoid being knocked unconscious. It is a little rough, considering they are most likely employees, but Billy is following the commanders primary directive, to first and foremost protect the lives of those under his command.
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A cursory, magically-aided glance around the corner confirmed the report: physical barricades, half a dozen wands poking through gaps, probably every defensive magic they know stopping anything getting through. Taking a step back from the corner, Billy considered his options.
AK was off the table, regardless of precautions taken.: Blackwell wanted prisoners regardless of casualties, and despite any misgivings Billy might have he had to abide by the decision. A frontal assault would be suicide without proper equipment, which Billy did not have. Tunneling under the floors would probably cause serious issues with the ward matrices, and Billy was absolutely not qualified to disentangle them, especially under fire. Going up would have a similar problem, and from what little he knew about the ministry's layout the elevators are the only way a layman can get around the structure.
There was, however, another means of attack: blow through the connecting rooms, whose thin wooden walls would be hopefully free of any magical infusion. At the very least the defenses on the flanks of the barricade would be weaker; Billy bet they would be non-existent, and with surprise and ruthlessness the defending group would likely be able to be pacified with minimal casualties.
Finding the ursine man, Billy gave his suggestion. "Mr Blackwell, my plan would be to go through the connecting walls, breach behind the barricade and remove the defending forces."
With the man nodding his response, Billy set to work checking for traps and lifesigns on his projected path. Three wizards scurried down the hall, intent on suppressing the defenders. Two aurors jogged up beind Billy mid-incantation. He recognized one, a beanpole of a man, one Jeffrey Kayle. The other, a woman of modest build with short auburn hair introduced herself as Auror-in-training Michelle Gait.
Billy spoke after his incantation was completed. "Mr. Kayle, Ms. Gait. The first room is clear of anything. The second on our path has several humans inside: we'll have to enter and subdue them non-lethally, friend or foe. Have either of you gone through breach training?". Kayle nodded, Gait shook her head. Both were obviously tense, both clenching their jaws and full of too much adrenaline to speak. Billy didn't need them to, and at least they weren't in tears. Billy raised his hand to the wall, a circle of plaster and wood six feet in diameter falling inwards with a dusty thud.
"Both of you prepare muffling charms and eye protection. Mr. Kayle, you'll take the left side, I'll take the right. Ms. Gait, support our entry. Understand?" Both nodded, already waving their wands to prepare the specified charms. Billy followed suit as he walked towards the wall, taking his place leaning against the garish yellow plaster, knocking an empty painting frame from its hanging dismissively. Kayle took up position a few strides away from him, Gait standing a off to the side, a few meters back.
Billy spoke quietly, trying furtively to make out any sound and failing. "Three. Two." Everyone tensed, Billy feeling his muscles contracting and burning slightly in anticipation. "One." He pointed his wand and the median point between himself and Kayle, and spoke softly and clearly.
"Inana Medocritate". With a bangs and the cracks of splintering wood, a roughly-circular hole formed in the wall, the excess debris being sucked back into the room, spraying in all directions. Fortunately, none hit Gait, though Billy managed to find time while he and Kayle pivoted to face the hole to chide himself for endangering her with a slap-dash casting job. Both men yelled as one, their wands pointing into the hole before they could identify anything inside, the tips of their mismatched wands just peeking through the makeshift aperture.
"Micosonitus Maxima!". Their wands lit up like the sun, dimmed to bearable levels by the enchantments. A sound filled the room, a screeching yelling roar, barely dampened by their own precautions and no doubt overwhelming the wards on at least two adjacent offices. To her credit, Ms. Gait barreled through the hole, wand at the ready, already making the motions for 'Stupefy'. A flash of light came through the damaged wall, and both Billy and Mr. Kayle lept through after the auror-in-training, wands whipping as they made to stun the hopefully incapacitated, hopefully uninjured occupants of the brown-painted office.
AK was off the table, regardless of precautions taken.: Blackwell wanted prisoners regardless of casualties, and despite any misgivings Billy might have he had to abide by the decision. A frontal assault would be suicide without proper equipment, which Billy did not have. Tunneling under the floors would probably cause serious issues with the ward matrices, and Billy was absolutely not qualified to disentangle them, especially under fire. Going up would have a similar problem, and from what little he knew about the ministry's layout the elevators are the only way a layman can get around the structure.
There was, however, another means of attack: blow through the connecting rooms, whose thin wooden walls would be hopefully free of any magical infusion. At the very least the defenses on the flanks of the barricade would be weaker; Billy bet they would be non-existent, and with surprise and ruthlessness the defending group would likely be able to be pacified with minimal casualties.
Finding the ursine man, Billy gave his suggestion. "Mr Blackwell, my plan would be to go through the connecting walls, breach behind the barricade and remove the defending forces."
With the man nodding his response, Billy set to work checking for traps and lifesigns on his projected path. Three wizards scurried down the hall, intent on suppressing the defenders. Two aurors jogged up beind Billy mid-incantation. He recognized one, a beanpole of a man, one Jeffrey Kayle. The other, a woman of modest build with short auburn hair introduced herself as Auror-in-training Michelle Gait.
Billy spoke after his incantation was completed. "Mr. Kayle, Ms. Gait. The first room is clear of anything. The second on our path has several humans inside: we'll have to enter and subdue them non-lethally, friend or foe. Have either of you gone through breach training?". Kayle nodded, Gait shook her head. Both were obviously tense, both clenching their jaws and full of too much adrenaline to speak. Billy didn't need them to, and at least they weren't in tears. Billy raised his hand to the wall, a circle of plaster and wood six feet in diameter falling inwards with a dusty thud.
"Both of you prepare muffling charms and eye protection. Mr. Kayle, you'll take the left side, I'll take the right. Ms. Gait, support our entry. Understand?" Both nodded, already waving their wands to prepare the specified charms. Billy followed suit as he walked towards the wall, taking his place leaning against the garish yellow plaster, knocking an empty painting frame from its hanging dismissively. Kayle took up position a few strides away from him, Gait standing a off to the side, a few meters back.
Billy spoke quietly, trying furtively to make out any sound and failing. "Three. Two." Everyone tensed, Billy feeling his muscles contracting and burning slightly in anticipation. "One." He pointed his wand and the median point between himself and Kayle, and spoke softly and clearly.
"Inana Medocritate". With a bangs and the cracks of splintering wood, a roughly-circular hole formed in the wall, the excess debris being sucked back into the room, spraying in all directions. Fortunately, none hit Gait, though Billy managed to find time while he and Kayle pivoted to face the hole to chide himself for endangering her with a slap-dash casting job. Both men yelled as one, their wands pointing into the hole before they could identify anything inside, the tips of their mismatched wands just peeking through the makeshift aperture.
"Micosonitus Maxima!". Their wands lit up like the sun, dimmed to bearable levels by the enchantments. A sound filled the room, a screeching yelling roar, barely dampened by their own precautions and no doubt overwhelming the wards on at least two adjacent offices. To her credit, Ms. Gait barreled through the hole, wand at the ready, already making the motions for 'Stupefy'. A flash of light came through the damaged wall, and both Billy and Mr. Kayle lept through after the auror-in-training, wands whipping as they made to stun the hopefully incapacitated, hopefully uninjured occupants of the brown-painted office.
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No-one's made weapons out of it, but the equations for energy release fit with experiment parsimoniously. It has not been developed in a way that makes it possible to be deployed, but just magically making a bunch of it appear somewhere would make people nearby have a very bad day. I'll work on a post, turns out I have some free time.
The mention of starting the Mobile Suit filled Joshua with excitement. He knew it was a bad idea, but as everyone was discussing he found himself hoping everyone else would not realize. Of course they did: the 261st was not staffed by idiots, but he could dream. There was nothing he wanted more than to pilot the suit one more time: with the demilitarization that would no doubt follow the surrender it was not likely he would get to pilot again his lifetime, if he even made it back to Side 3. Even the knowledge that piloting it would do nothing but hurt Zeon was barely enough to stop him from supporting the idea vocally.
Now, the idea with the bikes was more sensible. He had never liked the bikes much, in his early days in the service finding any time spent out of a mobile suit wasted, but it would at least abate his chagrin at their inactivity, and it would be useful to everyone. He could use a good campground, somewhere with water or even shade, at least protection from the buffeting winds. He stepped out of the group and saluted the commander smartly: surrender was no time to stop being respectful.
"Sir! Volunteering for the bike scouting operation, sir!"
Hopefully a little eagerness would encourage an affirmative reaction from the older man.
Now, the idea with the bikes was more sensible. He had never liked the bikes much, in his early days in the service finding any time spent out of a mobile suit wasted, but it would at least abate his chagrin at their inactivity, and it would be useful to everyone. He could use a good campground, somewhere with water or even shade, at least protection from the buffeting winds. He stepped out of the group and saluted the commander smartly: surrender was no time to stop being respectful.
"Sir! Volunteering for the bike scouting operation, sir!"
Hopefully a little eagerness would encourage an affirmative reaction from the older man.
Char has within him the true aspirations of Zeon: satisfying sex lives for every human man and woman.
Space is the next step in our human evolution: our minds and bodies, untethered by the pull of Gravity, will be able to unleash Newtype powers beyond mortal imagining. Newtype hax let some dweeb like Amuro master the Gundam. Imagine if he had instead mastered the vagina. This is the bright future for humanity, my friend.
Space is the next step in our human evolution: our minds and bodies, untethered by the pull of Gravity, will be able to unleash Newtype powers beyond mortal imagining. Newtype hax let some dweeb like Amuro master the Gundam. Imagine if he had instead mastered the vagina. This is the bright future for humanity, my friend.
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Real life isn't balanced, as much as I'd like it to be. I certainly won't be pushing for Billy to be able to do it, that would not make sense, but magic in HP isn't exactly fair or dramatic.
Silly people, don't you know erectile dysfunction is only a result of our souls being held down by Earth's gravity?
Hi, I'm Quattro Bajeena, and I'm here to tell you that the only thing stopping you from satisfying, turgid erections is the degenerative effects of earthnoid living. Living in colonies is clinically proven to provide male enhancement: how do I know this? I've got vagina in my name, and with Spacenoid living, you can too.
Hi, I'm Quattro Bajeena, and I'm here to tell you that the only thing stopping you from satisfying, turgid erections is the degenerative effects of earthnoid living. Living in colonies is clinically proven to provide male enhancement: how do I know this? I've got vagina in my name, and with Spacenoid living, you can too.
10/10 post. Can't wait to get this show on the road, this RP has got me by the balls.
Right, I'll make my post once I get back from my trip on Sunday at the latest: I may post before that. If no-one else has posted by then, we 1x1.
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In fairness, Antiprotons and protons are not exactly opposites, it is just changing one attribute of the "particles" [the chirality]. It is also not particularly hypothetical: people have produced antimatter and the equations for the energy emissions fit with experiment parsimoniously. That being said, I am all for not letting it happen: I am assuming some level of scientific literacy for Billy, but him not only understanding what antimatter is but understanding it well enough to create it from normal matter seems a little far-fetched.
I think I'll cast the spells to detect life in the offices, then bore through with a few people, then blow people up and claim the elevators, then begin moving towards where Blackwell should be to protect him and hopefully extract him from the ministry.
I'm more busy than I'd like to be, but I'll make sure to get a post up either today or tomorrow, sorry for the delay.
I think I'll cast the spells to detect life in the offices, then bore through with a few people, then blow people up and claim the elevators, then begin moving towards where Blackwell should be to protect him and hopefully extract him from the ministry.
I'm more busy than I'd like to be, but I'll make sure to get a post up either today or tomorrow, sorry for the delay.
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