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"Heck, if anything maybe I could lend a hand," Rayne offered, "If you're hiring or whatever. I'll be honest, there's not much going for me in this business anymore. Tried the smuggler life, and that's where I ended up. No ship, dead pals, and a metric ton of debt... to the very people who took my ship and killed my crew." The blonde humphed.
"Joining in? Come on, you're the close range to my long range." Luka called back from the top of the wall surrounding the tiny independent city state, sitting casually with one leg over the other. Her pistols disappeared into thin air to be replaced by a high tech sniper rifle with small lacrimas fixed onto it. She turned one of the crystals attached to the scope and scanned around the smoking building... And what she saw inside, ...was surprising to say the least! She recognised all three of the boys from her visit to the Academy.
"STUDENTS?!" She yelled in disbelief before turning back to look down at Tamotsu, "What the hell is your class doing here?!"
"I wonder. Is it in the CENTER?" Rico said as he thumped his fists into the middle of the room. It fell in and revealed part of a staircase, so he began to channel the crash magic into the surrounding area to uncover all of it.
"STUDENTS?!" She yelled in disbelief before turning back to look down at Tamotsu, "What the hell is your class doing here?!"
"I wonder. Is it in the CENTER?" Rico said as he thumped his fists into the middle of the room. It fell in and revealed part of a staircase, so he began to channel the crash magic into the surrounding area to uncover all of it.
"So... What contract might that be?" Rayne said playfully before resting her fingerless-gloved hands on the pilot seat. Now that they were free of the whole 'bounty hunter spam' threat, the feeling in the ship was peaceful. "Ah, it's Rayne by the way. Rayne Prower." The young woman introduced herself properly, extending her arm over the seat to shake Xan's hand.
"I was a mechanic for a lot of my life; joined the Rebellion as an engineer and saw quite a lot of combat around the galaxy. What'd you get up to during all that?" Rayne asked with a curious tilt of her head. She didn't realise yet that she'd changed the initial topic on Xanatos' 'contract'. Hell, he was probably the first person in ages to be conversing kindly without a blaster pointed at her. Bounty hunters, mercs and henchmen were so god damn blunt...
"I was a mechanic for a lot of my life; joined the Rebellion as an engineer and saw quite a lot of combat around the galaxy. What'd you get up to during all that?" Rayne asked with a curious tilt of her head. She didn't realise yet that she'd changed the initial topic on Xanatos' 'contract'. Hell, he was probably the first person in ages to be conversing kindly without a blaster pointed at her. Bounty hunters, mercs and henchmen were so god damn blunt...
"Ah, fine! I'll go see what's happening, just don't leave before I get back." Luka rolled her eyes before leaving. It was simply her duty. Not that she knew anything about the secret Council HQ at the heart of the Vatican. Hell, if she was lucky the attackers might be the Shades or some of their agents! That would be a nice catch indeed...
"Rico, smash the floor until you find the entrance!" Aegis commanded, deadly serious as always. ...Wait, what?
"That's it?!" Rico shouted as he swung for an Enforcer, the destruction-infused punch sending her flying into a wall. "That's the fruit of your masterful intel gathering, detective?!" He yelled angrily, almost disappointed at the plan. Even if he was made for destroying shit, this was the strategy?!
"It's in this room, just blow things up until you find it!" Aegis snapped back as he lost his cool attitude.
"Rico, smash the floor until you find the entrance!" Aegis commanded, deadly serious as always. ...Wait, what?
"That's it?!" Rico shouted as he swung for an Enforcer, the destruction-infused punch sending her flying into a wall. "That's the fruit of your masterful intel gathering, detective?!" He yelled angrily, almost disappointed at the plan. Even if he was made for destroying shit, this was the strategy?!
"It's in this room, just blow things up until you find it!" Aegis snapped back as he lost his cool attitude.
*claps* ^_^
Don't blame yuh.
Don't blame yuh.
"Oh, oh! That sounds awesome! I should start learning Kyudo! We'll make the best team ever!" Ami sang cheerfully, pretending to hold a traditional Yumi, pulling back the imaginary string and releasing it with a keen smile. Of course, the reality was that the unlucky girl would probably be a useless archer - not that it would stop her from trying or anything. Part of her wanted to learn how to fight. The only fight Ami had ever been in was with a Spanish boy some time ago, when she was only small, maybe about nine or ten. ...But Yuuji was there to make sure the Solitario Famiglia's heir paid for hurting her with a broken nose and multiple other facial injuries that made that handsome, smug face a terrible mess.
"...There isn't a fighting sport we could play together in though, is there?" Ami sighed in defeat. Pelting people with practice arrows looked so fun in the mental picture the girl was building.
"You will not interfere..." A male voice pierced through the silence around Calthorn. He wasn't being watched from anywhere, it seemed... Nowhere visible, anyway. Nothing came out and attacked him, no sinister presence revealed itself, ...no sense of power lingering in the air. There was only a pale blue fog, which covered the Sawada household as well as most of the surrounding area.
...It's not like the voice said anything about not eavesdropping on the conversation inside the house, though. As long as Calthorn didn't barge in, there would be no consequences.
"Ulfric, did it work?" The radio buzzed.
"No, the pouring rain flames had little effect. She's inside a home now, with a close friend from what I can gather. Hinata Nanami. We've overlooked the possibility of that one becoming a Guardian to Ms. Sawada."
"Heh... I could get her out of there. Just say the word and I'll let ol' Ripper loose." The Italian darkly chuckled.
"Keep your mutant cat away from her, and her aquaintance. Romario, there is to be no bloodshed... Unless the Boss himself commands it, nobody shall be injured unless there are provocations from the Vongola's end." The long-haired man named Ulfric asserted.
"Fine, fine. I'll see what's going on around town then. For cryin' out fuck, don't let her outta your sights." The radio went silent again...
(Sorry ish not much!)
"...There isn't a fighting sport we could play together in though, is there?" Ami sighed in defeat. Pelting people with practice arrows looked so fun in the mental picture the girl was building.
"You will not interfere..." A male voice pierced through the silence around Calthorn. He wasn't being watched from anywhere, it seemed... Nowhere visible, anyway. Nothing came out and attacked him, no sinister presence revealed itself, ...no sense of power lingering in the air. There was only a pale blue fog, which covered the Sawada household as well as most of the surrounding area.
...It's not like the voice said anything about not eavesdropping on the conversation inside the house, though. As long as Calthorn didn't barge in, there would be no consequences.
"Ulfric, did it work?" The radio buzzed.
"No, the pouring rain flames had little effect. She's inside a home now, with a close friend from what I can gather. Hinata Nanami. We've overlooked the possibility of that one becoming a Guardian to Ms. Sawada."
"Heh... I could get her out of there. Just say the word and I'll let ol' Ripper loose." The Italian darkly chuckled.
"Keep your mutant cat away from her, and her aquaintance. Romario, there is to be no bloodshed... Unless the Boss himself commands it, nobody shall be injured unless there are provocations from the Vongola's end." The long-haired man named Ulfric asserted.
"Fine, fine. I'll see what's going on around town then. For cryin' out fuck, don't let her outta your sights." The radio went silent again...
(Sorry ish not much!)
"And eventually we'll also be dead. Mercs and bounty hunters are stubborn creatures..." Rayne said as she headed for the maintenance hatch, casually throwing her overcoat on the floor to give her more room. "So I best work fast... Lucky for us I know my way around these things. Shouldn't take me too long."
About an hour later, the not-so-Mandalorian woman emerged from the maintenance hatch and pressed in the intercom, "Alright, give her a kick and see if she starts. I've done all I can down here."
About an hour later, the not-so-Mandalorian woman emerged from the maintenance hatch and pressed in the intercom, "Alright, give her a kick and see if she starts. I've done all I can down here."
"To see Vor'loch?" Erin questioned, getting to her feet after Jerek. It wouldn't hurt to check on the recovering Noghri. The only person Erin had really been worrying about and visiting occasionally was the Dathomirian Padawan, Kolinn. At least visiting Jerek's Master might pass the time more quickly as the others discussed their next move, or whatever it was that they were going on about. "Sure, why not. It would be a good time to thank him, too. According to Master Sorni, he covered her- well, ..our escape back in the Temple. I was unconscious the whole time, so I didn't get to see it or thank him for that."
Erin would quickly follow after Jerek, throwing her grey robes on properly as they went on their way.
"...Your Master is very strong, putting his life on the line for everyone else like that." The brown-haired Padawan complimented, "He'll make you just as strong one day, I'm sure." She added, her tone becoming more quiet as she finished speaking. It sounded kind of melancholy, but she tried not to let it show any more.
Erin would quickly follow after Jerek, throwing her grey robes on properly as they went on their way.
"...Your Master is very strong, putting his life on the line for everyone else like that." The brown-haired Padawan complimented, "He'll make you just as strong one day, I'm sure." She added, her tone becoming more quiet as she finished speaking. It sounded kind of melancholy, but she tried not to let it show any more.
"ZERENIS~!!" Lucia could be heard yelling and running out of the room after Cronic finished speaking, and a few moments later she returned, dragging the team leader into her room to get in on the call. It might just be overreaction, but when you consider how low her best friend's survival chances were, it was something to be pretty god damn excited for!
"She's gonna be just fine! Mental damage or no, our Izumi is a stubborn pilot. I'd be surprised if she wasn't out of bed within the week!" The overly-excited Redcoat chattered, literally shaking with happiness.
Izumi curiously took the files from Mark and began to flick through. With a mere scan of the specs and diagrams she quickly understood the machine. She also understood that humanity didn't have the technology or resources to make this kind of mobile suit... ZGMF-X72A Aethon Gundam, a prototype transformable assault-type mobile weapon with experimental psychoframe technology... This seemed very much like the Saviour, but oh so much more powerful in every way. But...
"...Psychowhat?" Izumi asked, blinking in confusion at Mark. "The heck is that?"
"She's gonna be just fine! Mental damage or no, our Izumi is a stubborn pilot. I'd be surprised if she wasn't out of bed within the week!" The overly-excited Redcoat chattered, literally shaking with happiness.
Izumi curiously took the files from Mark and began to flick through. With a mere scan of the specs and diagrams she quickly understood the machine. She also understood that humanity didn't have the technology or resources to make this kind of mobile suit... ZGMF-X72A Aethon Gundam, a prototype transformable assault-type mobile weapon with experimental psychoframe technology... This seemed very much like the Saviour, but oh so much more powerful in every way. But...
"...Psychowhat?" Izumi asked, blinking in confusion at Mark. "The heck is that?"
Guerrilla warfare is just excellent. Why be conventional when you could just strike from nowhere and disappear before the enemy realizes what you're doin'? x3
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