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.:⋮Termination⋮:.


Teleportation was always a weird experience for Penny. Time always seemed to stretch on oddly for her. Not any particularly large amount of stretch, but either a nearly noticeable amount up to an additional half second. She often pondered over this oddity when in transit, wondering if everyone was affected by it and she only ever noticed due to her inhuman nature making it easier to track the subjective flow of time. Because a lot could be done in a half second when one could shunt energy away from keeping on top of physical feedback.

Things like preparing for combat, reviewing stored logs of her destination. She could also go about rearranging priority orders, letting her set aside the mantle of a Beacon Agent. Or go and unshackled errant and destabilizing thoughts.

Because she had a lot of those lately.

And I had thought it had been a good week. Who the fuck was I kidding?

From a professional standpoint the week had been productive and useful. From a personal one, Penny hated nearly everything about it. Turns out she nearly died due to her own rough reforging, and the only way to fix it required her to remove up two of her most valuable tools. Yes it kept her alive in the long term but that was still a lot of reprograming and replanning that she needed to do.

The atmosphere at the Sanctuary was tense between her and Dina, and Penny knew that there wasn’t a simple fix. The problem was that the other girls there were also on edge because of it. It would take time for things to settle down, again.

Even her work for Beacon was getting on her nerves. Her time there was filled with mostly clerical duties or system upkeep. Normally that wouldn’t be a problem, the fact that one of her fellow Beacon members felt comfortable enough to ask her to cover for them would have been a cause for mini celebration.

But right now, Penny had a much, much, more important thing on her mind. So, a simple work day at Beacon left her with nothing but time to silently seethe. Because she knew that there were dark days on the horizon.

Penny would open her eyes just as she fully emerged from the teleport and far above the streets no one would notice the burning red of her eyes, a dire warning to any who knew the mechanical girl. A clear, vivid warning of her tightly controlled rage. Such was her no longer hidden anger that it would take her a full two seconds to even begin processing anything in front of her.

Even as Snoopy set up linking with Beacon’s network to start sending back real time data. Frozen as she was, she still knew why she had come here.

The reason for her wrath sat within her mind’s eye. They were blueprints, professionally done, displaying the specs of a humanoid robot. They were plans that she recognized as they were ones she had made herself once upon a time. Ones that had been stolen from her. In clinical detail sat the basic outline of who she was physically. Her first steps at independence dissected and laid bare.

She hadn’t pulled up the actual blueprints. No, those were still housed on the server bank that her girlfriend had gifted her access to, along with a rather impressive personal computer that Penny had since integrated into her systems.

She didn’t need to pull up the actual blue prints however, didn’t want to in fact, as just the memory of them nearly had Penny undergoing a metamorph.

Because it was a betrayal, a horrid, violating betrayal. Of what little trust she had placed on the thief.

If Eden hadn’t vanished from Penrose already, Penny would have tracked her down to personally demonstrate the follow up of such an action.

Because she already knew what these blueprints were going to be used for, because she knew who Violet had gotten them from. It made her hate for the Ebon Mint grow that much more.

But that wasn’t why Penny was here. And so, she would refocus her attention back into the physical realm. Onto the Monster’s below. These Wendigos had nothing to do with her current ire, but they would be such fantastic ways to relieve stress.

Something she desperately needed.

This close to the edge of Red-lining it took no time for Penny to analyze the situation below her. With that done, there was nothing else to do but enter the fray.

With a small leap forward. Penny would propel herself off the edge and almost instantly she would be racing towards the ground. Her presence, her aura, her importance, all drawn in as tightly as she could even as the pull of gravity ratcheted up. No one would notice her until it was far too late to react.

Something that her landing spot was unfortunate enough to learn. The moment before impact, the instant before Penny landed feet first on the skull of her targeted Wendigo, she let out a roar. With that roar she let her presence and aura flare, unleashing the full might of her importance.

The wendigo crumpled beneath her. Unable to resist the sudden crushing impact of several hundred pounds of furious metal slamming into it from above. Yet even then Penny gave no quarter, as only a moment later her hidden limbs would lash out. Two at her crushed foe, digging deep into its chest cavity before unloading a high voltage shock straight to the heart, as tamed lightning could burn just as well as fire.

The other two limbs lashed out to either side striking the closest monsters with the weight of sledgehammers as they slipped beneath the hasty guards throw up. Cracking ribs and rupturing muscle. In time with those strikes was another loud retort as Penny fired off a round from her gauss cannon. A tightly coiled burst of gravity, just narrowly missing the top of the car between them, slammed into center mass of one wendigo. Sending it flying backwards due to the sheer kinetic force. The last untouched creature about the car wasn’t ignored either as Penny just as quickly level and fired off her left arm at it. Her hand curled into a harsh claw grip, her nails reshaping into hooked claws as her hand flew, aiming to imbed into the creature, tethering it to her.

Despite the carnage and the near palpable anger that was flowing off Penny, her face was blank. Yet that only seemed to emphasize that she was not here to show mercy to these monsters. They were not at the top of the chain here, and Penny was more than willing to display that to them. And woe to any who would seek to get in her way.






The sight of the Beacon patrol having been wiped out didn’t draw much sympathy from the majority of the Sanctuary vanguard. Though Ashlyn did feel a pang of sorrow for not being able to make it in time to save more of them. It was the sight of so many dead Wendigos so close to their home that was really drawing their attention, as it was a worrying site.

Ashlyn was about to speak when Mariette made her arrival. Instead, the Oni girl would just roll her shoulders in a show of loosening up in case there was a fight. Something that she would admit to looking forward to, but with the injured party already rescued she could go either way. Besides it wasn’t as if Mariette didn’t just ask what she had been about too.

Monica would shoot Mariette a look before returning her apparent focus onto the three unknown girls. Though that was hardly the end of it. ‘Careful now Portal Witch’ Mariette would hear echo in her thoughts. ‘You are not the Queen of this city.’ Nevertheless, it did seem that they were willing to play along. For now.

“Have you already dealt with the hearts?” Monica would ask aloud. “Wendigos are not truly dead until you’ve burnt out the heart” She would go onto state shifting her attention to the uncomfortably large number of possibly not dead monsters. A large, two handed, ax appearing in her hands with a burst of flames as she did.

Belladonna would also receive a telepathic message. ‘Don’t eat any of the Wendigos, at least not until I can purify them. Their flesh is cursed. The dead Bacon bits are fine however.’

Not that the wolf girl openly reacted to her message. She would simply squat down as she stared down the scythe wielding dark magical a slightly crazed grin on her face as she did so. Her ears were alert and would twitch towards and swivel as the talk progressed.





Aurelio would nod his agreement as he stood. “Of course!” He would add as he started to head towards one of the info centers so he could get a better grasp of the current situation. Spooling up his teleportation connection as he went.

It was another day in Penrose it seemed. And sadly, it was looking like the Hospital was looking like it was the place in the need of the most help. Whelp, time for Beacon to get to work then!

Shortly behind Alicia’s own teleport Aurelio, along with a Red and Green Clone of him, would appear in their own burst of light. “Paladin! Fancy meeting you here.” The true Aurelio would say with a nod to his leader even as his clones wasted no time in running into the chaos below.

The Red clone went barreling into the pack of seven that were surrounding the ambulance. His cane glowing brightly as each swing detonated on impact. “Try picking on something your own size! You two-bit Halloween rejects!”

The Green clone would race off towards the fraying barricade. Green light pouring from his cane as he added to and reinforced the barrier from the smaller pack of Wendigos. “Please, did you really think that you could get away will this?” He’d ask the monsters. “I knew you were thick skulled, not empty headed.”






The remaining two Wendigos were undeterred by the sight of one of their pack members being so savagely decapitated, nor did they seem to notice or care about the firing squad that Oliver set up instead the two still standing monsters rushed Roxanna. Even as the rain of bullets tore into them the scent of spilled blood, even their own rotten blood, seemed to spur them into even greater frenzy.

The upside to such was they whatever synchronicity they might have had was gone; the remaining beasts were focused only on their own desires. The down side is that that did nothing to stop the first Wendigo from slamming into Roxanna’s side, its horns dug in sharply, but once again it was unable to fully pierce the enchanted clothing, sparing the girl from being gored. Even if she was knocked away by the impact.

Due to the loss of pack unity, the other Wendigo missed its own charge on Roxanna, but rather than stop and refocus on her it continued charging letting out a long, ragged, howl as it locked eyes on Oliver. Its beady glowing eyes promising pain for him. It swiped at the boy, and from its claw a large brace of jagged icicles would burst forth in response. The frozen projectiles would skewer a pair of clones, and nearly impaled Finn as they rained down with wild accuracy.


.:⋮Initilize⋮:.


‘And the day had been going so well’ Penny would sigh internally just as Elora started to speak. Whilst Penny was unsure who amongst the two of them had a stronger connection to Beacon’s servers a call for backup was something that neither of them would miss.

Still, she figured that it was par for the course here in Penrose. A week without something going wrong was almost too good to be true more often than not in this city. Not that the time between the end of the Christmas party and now wasn’t made use of. Penny had done what she could to prep for the Sanctuary to move, strove to maintain the peace she had between the Ascendency and the Sanctuary, while also worked to help the girls that she watched over at the Sanctuary. She had even found time to go see Brittany and do some magical maintenance.

The errors that nearly killed her back at the Beach had been patched up by her girlfriend, but Penny had kept a close eye on her systems since and learned that some of her magical traits were slowly and quietly destabilizing her system even if she didn’t use them. And it was the excessive use of them at Christmas that led to the near catastrophe.

Yet that was all just the chores from the day to day. Today she had been filling in for a Beacon girl who had a non-magical family emergency. Perfect life could only do so much for grandparents after all. Her ‘shift’ was almost over and she was just on her way out to see if her girlfriend was free.

But no, mass packs of Wendigos’ had to come out of nowhere and ruin that plan.

“Do you really need to ask?” Penny would reply to Rachel as processed the data that was feeding in. “I’ll head to the Business District.” She’d announce after only a moment. “Once I’m on site I’ll link up with you Elora so that we’ve got a better picture of what’s going on.” As much as the Ascendency and Penny didn’t get along the Queen hoped that they would still be willing to work together with this latest attack.

She turned and started rushing towards the teleporters. “And if you trust me” Her voice would continue from one of the speakers in the room even as she left. “I can also promise that the patrol in the industrial sector will get back up as well. If not, try and send Aurelio or someone like him. Please?”

Because, and Penny had no way of knowing if it was intended or not, but that patrol was uncomfortably close to the Sanctuary. Which meant that Penny could easily get support over there quickly. In fact before she even made it to the teleporter room Penny had already sent off a message to her court. After all, there where Wendigos near the Sanctuary. That wasn’t a good thing even without Beacon nearly landing at the front door.




Across the city, nestled away within the industrial sector, in one of the abandoned warehouses lay the Sanctuary. A safe haven for any and all that had no where else to go. It was a poor sight at first glance as much of the true worth was hidden below, though that didn’t raise its profile all that much truthfully.

Nevertheless three people within the Sanctuary would receive Penny’s message. The first among them was a regal catgirl. Penny had learned a bit from her actions at the Beach, and was working on keep her Regent in the loop where time permitted. Still her relationship with Dina had soured.

Next to notice their message was a towering muscular girl, who’s eyes and horns gave easy proof to her inhuman nature. Ashlyn was Penny’s captain of the guard, and who was in charge of matters of security while Penny was away. The wendigo situation was something she needed to know of.

The last to receive the message was a rather petit, but extremely buxom girl. Monica was as close to a spiritual advisor Penny had, due to the mino-girl’s status as a priestess of Hestia. Though that wasn’t the reason Penny contacted her, the reason was that Monica was one of the few Fire wielders that Penny knew would step up to help protect the Sanctuary.

Monica and Ashlyn would simply nod at each other having been cuddled up watching the movie that was playing. As they stood Ashlyn would call out “Belladonna!” Ashlyn’s sharp voice echoing out “We got a hunt and you’re up!”

“Minette! You’re on deck while we are out. Ellen, Tina! Eyes open incase they get past us.” Ashlyn would continue to give out orders. The number of girls who actually registered for Sanctuary defense was low over all, but that didn’t mean they weren’t prepared for this. The Sanctuary was on the outskirts of Penrose after all, they got a lot more low-grade monster run ins then most other places. So even with all the shouting there was barely any reaction from those that were shouted at. They were used to this.

It took only two minutes from when the message from Penny came in for the small squad of monster girls to head out. They had a home to protect, and Bacon bits to save and then chase off. Just another day in Penrose.
Bee would give Jinny a bemused look at the younger girl’s seeming nonchalance at being Mikron’s latest victim. But otherwise seemed to take it at face value. Mikron, on the other hand, was much less fooled by the friendly front. If his narrowed eyes were anything to go by.

“I’ve been here for two years” She would answer instead. “And the food’s pretty good, assuming you know where to go for it.” Bee would tack on with a sly smirk. “They have a few different cafeteria’s here, though only one of them is on the map.”

“There are a lot of places like that here actually” Gizmo would speak up, eyes still narrowed towards Jinny. “Only teachers are told everything, at least according to the teacher hand book they are.” He would give a shrug as he spoke letting his suspicious gaze fade away. “Not that they explain where those places are in the hand book.”

“That’s true,” Bee would agree. “There are a lot of rumors about some of the hidden rooms, some say there is a firing range hidden somewhere in here where they have rockets for you to test fire for example.” She would go on as she crossed her arms, amusement on her face at the topic at hand. “but no one is going to tell you about them for free.”

“That one’s true” Gizmo would say offhandedly. “Less sure about the private pool one though” he would give another ambivalent shrug, not caring about the reaction he got from Bee about his admittance.

“I’ve been here for just about a year.” He would continue on. “And a lot of the hidden rooms are kept that way either as favors or for personal use. There was a cafe that had gourmet dessert twenty four seven once, but someone leaked it’s location on the local net. They closed it down about a month later as it kept running into supply shortages due to everyone knowing about it.”

“That was a shame.” Bee would commiserate. “Haven't been able to find any good tiramisu since” She would let out a despondent sigh at the loss of a good dessert source. “Still the basic cafeteria isn’t half bad.”

“As for learning here” She would go on “Rumor has it we’ve gotten a few new teachers this year that really know their stuff. And even if that’s just a lot of hot air most of the staff are retired from active work so no worries there.”

“All this talk about food’s got me hungry now” Mikron would say to himself as he glanced at his watch. “Lunch will be served at about ten at the main cafetiera, If you're curious.” He would offer up. Only to give Bee the stink eye a moment later.

To which the other girl would just smirk wider.

“Figures.” He would grumble. “She knows where the teachers eat” He would say as an explanation. “And they get better food supposedly.”

“And that was your worst attempt yet” She would reply a tad bit smug.

“Yeah, but it might save me a bit of time” Gizmo would fire back, to Bee’s confusion. “On that” he would fix Jinny with a notably serious look. “Just don’t touch my tool kit” Which only served to confuse Bee even more.

“Anyway” He would continue on, having said all he felt he needed to on that topic, half turning towards one of the doors “Food? And what classes have you signed up for?”




















Lots of text below. Only Penny is a PC, all others are being listed as they are major NPC's that I will be running, for one reason or another.

Let me know if there are questions or issues.


























Sadly, life decided that I didn't get to have the free time needed to fill out my sneak mage Argonian. so I suppose I'll have to bow out.
Akatosh sneaky mage Argonian should be up from me in a day or two.
I'll admit to a bit of interest in this as well, I always enjoyed Oblivion more than Skyrim after all.

.:⋮Tis the Season⋮:.


While Connie led her gathering of girls off to the after party. Penny would slip away from the pack with only a quiet word to her girlfriend. Snoopy would stick with MDP to ensure that Penny would easily find her way back, while the Queen herself went off in a different direction.

It wouldn’t take long to find her quarry, Rachel wasn’t a subtle person after all. Still, Penny would call out as she approached, “Rachel, a moment if you would?”

Rachel was at another corner of the lodge, her arms crossed and a tired look on her face.
“...If this is about the tournament, drop it,” she answered. “I made myself clear on that matter.”

“No, that wasn’t why I wanted to talk to you.” Penny would say with a shake of her head. She knew that for whatever reason the Inquisitor had for holding off on destroying the beach, Rachel wasn’t likely going to be forthcoming about it any time soon. “You do have my thanks for that”

“But In truth I just wanted to give you this” Penny would go on to say, holding out a small piece of metal. It was the size and shape of a business card, which was fitting since it more or less seemed to be one. As it had a phone number, and what looked to be an IP address cut into it. “In case you want my help for something.” Penny would explain. “I know that the Ascendency isn’t in need of my assistance, but on the off chance.” She would give a half shrug. “There isn’t a lot we agree on most likely, but keeping that Mirror out of Mint or Horror hands is one of them.”

“And if not that perhaps as a sparring partner. Won’t lie, I am a bit disappointed that we didn’t get to clash in the tourney, granted it’s neither of our preferred areas of combat but .” She would go on to say with a small smile. “I’m curious as to how I stack up.”

Rachel took the metallic card and took a cursory glance at it. “I see.” She placed it in her pocket, and looked at Penny with another of her trademark stern looks. “Our objectives seem to align, I must admit. But don’t get used to it. Still, I appreciate the gesture.” She then rolled her eyes upon hearing her remark on future sparring. “You stack up alright..” She gave a small smirk, and adjusted her glasses. “But whether you stand up when you’re knocked down is a different question altogether.” She turned away. “In any case, consider your invitation accepted.”

She stood silent for a few seconds, before she spoke again. “Merry Christmas, Penny. Goodbye.”

“I chose Hope for a reason” Penny would say as she too turned away, a small smile visible. “Merry Christmas Rachel, and Happy hunting.” With that said Penny would walk away. Her destination was the after party. As much as she wanted to get right on tracking down the Mirror, she didn’t have the contacts or resources to really get started on that. Other than calling Mariette directly, which didn’t seem a good idea. So instead, she would put her efforts towards something that was potentially equally important. Recapturing the holiday spirit.

When Penny did make it back to the party, she stayed close to MDP. She would still mingle though, freely and happily. The end of Dan’s party was a flop, and her own actions before that could easily be seen as a stumble. But so long as she didn’t give up there was always Hope.

Penny knew that better than most, and here she would do her best to help everyone else feel it as well.
When Jinny got back to Mikron, almost before it in fact, it would be easy to tell that the pintsized mechanic was holding back laughter. He, like at a few of the other students in the room, had found Jinny’s plight humorous. It was a villain school after all. But Mikron was trying to hold in his laughter, not because he was afraid of Jinny. No, he keeping his laughter to himself because Jinny had earned a bit more respect from him. That is if the glimmer in his eye was to be trusted.

“I did tell you that I hadn’t had a chance to check the alignments” He would say amusement coloring his tone. He would let that linger for a moment before his mirth was more contained. “That said. You did good newbie. Gave myself a concussion first time I tried taking the damn thing for a spin.” He would admit with a shrug. It was better than it exploding in his face like the models before that.

While they were talking Mikron would glance over at the harness before tapping twice on his watch. The harness would suddenly sprout four insectoid like limbs before it started skittering back over its creator, who would start putting the harness back on.

Most of the students would go back to what they were doing. One however made her presence known. “Really Gizmo? Hazing the new students already?” Came the amused question from above. And hovering above the two was a taller dark-skinned teenager. She had light brown almost honey-colored eyes and her black hair was cut short. She was wearing a black and yellow stripped shirt and snug fitting black pants and heeled boots. None of that was the most striking thing about her. That went to the two large insect wings that were growing out of her back, the very same wings that were allowing her to keep afloat above Jinny and Mikron.

“Piss off Bee” Mikron would retort without looking up, though his annoyance was easily noted.

“Now why would I go and do that?” ‘Bee’ would ask as she zipped around the two of them before touching down off a bit to the side. “Not every day that a new student is able to walk away from one of your toys while it’s still in the testing phase without injury.”

“That was one time!” Mikron would snap back “And the jet pack isn’t in the testing phase, it works. As you saw” He would go on to saw crossing his arms. “Crud munching teacher wouldn’t let me use the engineering room to check the alignments.” He would tack on mulishly.

Bee just leveled a look at Mikron, but didn’t push any further. Instead, she would turn her attention to Jinny. “You got guts kid.” She would say with a smile. “Callsign’s Bumblebee, how did Gizmo here convince you to try out his latest model?”
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