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The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

As soon as Duncan was certain the Captain was okay, he was already moving onto the next task- which would've been strapping down the civilians, if it wasn't for the call for a doctor. Whizzing around, Duncan was a bit surprised to find a woman and her child inside the Jo's conference room, though he was even quicker to spot the sight of a man sitting in one of the chairs, a small pool of blood slowly expanding beneath him, blood dripping from his hands and the edge of the seat. Duncan dashed into the room- it was Fret, one of the surveyors, he had been shot.

"Stay in your seats! Ma'am, please strap your son in." Duncan ordered, his voice maintaining a calm discipline as a mental command activated the communicator function in his Smart-Lenses, the device clipped to his belt automatically turning on. Directing his communications towards the medbay and his team, he called for them. "I need hands! Conference Room, Richard, bring a stretcher!"

Duncan's natural hand unbuckled Fret from his seat, as the unnatural one pressed its fingers to his neck. Moments later, a small indicator appeared in the corner of his vision, the label read 'Chappel.F.', with an accompanying pulsating line and number indicating his heart rate, a small line leading towards his body. A quick cross reference with the Jotunheim's database and Fret's blood type, any pre-existing medical conditions and other recorded information began to overlay underneath the label. Getting shot was never a good situation, but at least his vitals weren't too erratic. Ducan's natural hand slapped the man in the face.

"Stay awake Chappel." Duncan ordered, "You've been through worse, yeah?"

Duncan's cyberarm reached into the small medical bag he kept, the machine arm easily navigating through the meticulously organized contents. Out of the bag came a small cannister of biofoam. He gave it a quick shake then pressed it into Fret's wound. Medical foam quickly filled the wound with a hiss- a powerful cocktail of medical ingenuity designed to numb pain and stop blood loss, and would keep him intact until they got him back to the medical center. Taking Fret's hand, Duncan pressed it against the wound.

"Pressure." Duncan commanded, "Where's my stretcher?!"

"Here Boss!" came the reply. As if on cue, the two medical assistants burst into the room, a small, powered stretcher between them. Without waiting for words, the male assistant went over to Duncan, and the two quickly lifted and dropped Fret into it. Duncan grabbed the back of the stretcher before pointing out into the service corridor.

"Richard, strap those civies down, Sara, check for more wounded." Glancing down at Fret, Duncan grabbed one of the straps and made sure he was secured on the stretcher. "Look alive, Fret. Keep pressure on the wound, we're moving you up to the med bay." If push came to shove, Duncan could strap Fret to the stretcher and lock it down in place when the ship began moving, but if they were lucky he'd be able to get Fret to the Med bay, though any major operations would have to wait until they were still.

星空 不朽 | Hoshizora Everlasting: Vae Victis

Interesting!

The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

As the sounds of gunfire began to die down, a pair of figures, male and female, popped their heads out from behind the curtained medical beds. By the door, a taller man pressed against the side, a weighty AED hardcase in his hands, ready to be swung at the head of any intruder wishing to break their way into the medical bay. But, no such attacker came, the halls of the upper deck remained relatively quiet, save for a few of the crew that had gone down to check on what had happened. The medical crew, while possessing varying levels of former military experience, opted to stay above decks- they were soldiers no longer, and their medical experience would do nobody any good if they were among the casualties below.

"What's going on down there? The female assistant asked the room. While her small frame and French accent presented a sort of gentle demeanor, Sara's sharp tongue and sharper wit were really anything but.

"Is everyone dead..? Should we stay up here?" The male assistant whined. Ever the gentle giant, while a bit cowardly, Richard's physical strength and bedside demeanor was second to none.

"Stay here, I'll go down and assess what's going on." Duncan instructed, setting the AED case back down on a nearby table. Rounding out the merry medical crew was none other than himself. A bit of an everyman; filling the role of physician and surgeon in such a small crew on such a small ship. "Keep your comms on and the doors locked, I'll notify you guys when I get down there."

Pausing at the door Duncan turned back, "Better start shaping up the med bay, I get the feeling we're going to get busy soon."

On the main deck of the ship, Duncan stepped out of the lift, poking his head out into the main hall. Despite what he expected, there was no carnage in the ship itself. A few individuals were sat along the sides of the corridor, banged up, but for the most part alive and with non life-threatening injuries. From what he gathered, more than a few of the individuals now on board the ship were not supposed to be, but no one was actively hostile. Duncan spotted the airlock opening, and Captain Kadıoğlu stepping out from it.

"Captain!" Duncan called out to her, though not actively attempting to stop her, she seemed busy enough. "You're intact right?" In a situation like this, being in one piece was the important thing, it didn't matter if they were a little banged up or bruised, minor injuries could be taken care of after they got out of- whatever mess this was. So long as she was capable of performing what she needed to do, he could go into the hangar and check out the state of people there.

The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

Dr. Duncan Feng

Duncan Feng

Human(Martian) | Male | 32

Augmentations:

• Cybernetic Arm - Left: Duncan's left arm is replaced with a cybernetic prosthetic. The arm itself can exert force many times that of a regular human arm, but is currently calibrated to match the strength of Duncan's natural right arm. Extremely precise and with built in stabilizers to remove the natural sway of the human arm. The underside of the wrist can deploy a small, but high powered flashlight to illuminate areas directly in front of the hand. Excellent for surgical operations, and in a pinch, can help with shooting accuracy.
• Smart-Eye Lenses: Appearing as a set of contact lenses, the Smart-Eye Lenses provides a hands free interface to access a variety of devices and databases stored onboard the Jotunheim. Duncan also uses it to access his communication devices as well as keep an eye(lol) on biometric data of the crew.
• Field-Stim Applicator: A small device attached to Duncan's thigh for the automatic application of various stimulants and depressants. While primarily for emergency medical use, Duncan occasionally uses it to apply chemicals to keep himself awake during long hours, or to keep calm during high stress situations.

Occupation: Shipboard Doctor
Key skills:

• Medical Training: A practicing field surgeon, Duncan is well versed in first aid, and general field care. With what limited crew are onboard, Duncan serves as both a physician, conducting medical examinations and treatments related to specific environmental conditions (e.g. diving and sea operations, flight operations, or deep space operations) and surgeon, providing emergency care for injured and wounded crew.
• Fitness: Despite several of his less than healthy habits, Duncan often exercises when he can. Prolonged space travel can quickly atrophy muscles and cause health implications, so exercise is crucial for maintaining body mass and improving his overall energy.
• Combat Training: While very much out of practice, the fundamentals of basic infantry training have not left Duncan yet. Calm and cool under fire, Duncan has good grasp of basic tactics and accuracy with firearms that can be described as 'adequate'.

Backstory:
The youngest son of a prominent manufacturing conglomerate on Mars, Duncan lived his early life in the lap of luxury. As an heir to one of the largest industrial conglomerates in the Solar System, there was little in regards to material things that he could want that he could not have, and was afforded top notch education at most prestigious private schools and extensive private tutoring from the foremost educators in the Solar System. For all that life afforded to him however, Duncan spent most of his early life staring into the stars, yearning for a life of adventure amidst the inky black of space.

After graduating primary school and attending university, Duncan got his chance. In place of the business acumen his brothers obtained in school, Duncan instead studied medicine, and after graduating from medical school, he quietly signed off on a contract into the Martian Fleet. Duncan spent the next several years at a variety of postings, from planetside field hospitals to shipboard medical centers. Much of his experiences served to temper his expectations of space. The conclusion was that military life- and life in space wasn't quite as dashing and romantic as he had expected.

Despite his less than stellar experiences, even after opening his own practice back on Mars, Duncan found himself still staring back up into space, restless. When the Tammerlane Exploration company reached out to him with a potential job, in spite of his better judgement, Duncan accepted and quickly packed up his practice and set off for Earth. While life traveling around in the Solar System wasn't the glamour and adventure he had anticipated, he couldn't help shake the feeling of wanderlust that held him his entire life. Perhaps space beyond the Solar System would sate what he sought.

The Eye of the Needle (where Fantasy and Sci-fi collide)

Here he is, my chain smokin' doctor, ready for review.

Dr. Duncan Feng

Duncan Feng

Human(Martian) | Male | 32

Augmentations:

• Cybernetic Arm - Left: Duncan's left arm is replaced with a cybernetic prosthetic. The arm itself can exert force many times that of a regular human arm, but is currently calibrated to match the strength of Duncan's natural right arm. Extremely precise and with built in stabilizers to remove the natural sway of the human arm. The underside of the wrist can deploy a small, but high powered flashlight to illuminate areas directly in front of the hand. Excellent for surgical operations, and in a pinch, can help with shooting accuracy.
• Smart-Eye Lenses: Appearing as a set of contact lenses, the Smart-Eye Lenses provides a hands free interface to access a variety of devices and databases stored onboard the Jotunheim. Duncan also uses it to access his communication devices as well as keep an eye(lol) on biometric data of the crew.
• Field-Stim Applicator: A small device attached to Duncan's thigh for the automatic application of various stimulants and depressants. While primarily for emergency medical use, Duncan occasionally uses it to apply chemicals to keep himself awake during long hours, or to keep calm during high stress situations.

Occupation: Shipboard Doctor
Key skills:

• Medical Training: A practicing field surgeon, Duncan is well versed in first aid, and general field care. With what limited crew are onboard, Duncan serves as both a physician, conducting medical examinations and treatments related to specific environmental conditions (e.g. diving and sea operations, flight operations, or deep space operations) and surgeon, providing emergency care for injured and wounded crew.
• Fitness: Despite several of his less than healthy habits, Duncan often exercises when he can. Prolonged space travel can quickly atrophy muscles and cause health implications, so exercise is crucial for maintaining body mass and improving his overall energy.
• Combat Training: While very much out of practice, the fundamentals of basic infantry training have not left Duncan yet. Calm and cool under fire, Duncan has good grasp of basic tactics and accuracy with firearms that can be described as 'adequate'.

Backstory:
The youngest son of a prominent manufacturing conglomerate on Mars, Duncan lived his early life in the lap of luxury. As an heir to one of the largest industrial conglomerates in the Solar System, there was little in regards to material things that he could want that he could not have, and was afforded top notch education at most prestigious private schools and extensive private tutoring from the foremost educators in the Solar System. For all that life afforded to him however, Duncan spent most of his early life staring into the stars, yearning for a life of adventure amidst the inky black of space.

After graduating primary school and attending university, Duncan got his chance. In place of the business acumen his brothers obtained in school, Duncan instead studied medicine, and after graduating from medical school, he quietly signed off on a contract into the Martian Fleet. Duncan spent the next several years at a variety of postings, from planetside field hospitals to shipboard medical centers. Much of his experiences served to temper his expectations of space. The conclusion was that military life- and life in space wasn't quite as dashing and romantic as he had expected.

Despite his less than stellar experiences, even after opening his own practice back on Mars, Duncan found himself still staring back up into space, restless. When the Tammerlane Exploration company reached out to him with a potential job, in spite of his better judgement, Duncan accepted and quickly packed up his practice and set off for Earth. While life traveling around in the Solar System wasn't the glamour and adventure he had anticipated, he couldn't help shake the feeling of wanderlust that held him his entire life. Perhaps space beyond the Solar System would sate what he sought.

Magicorp: Wizards Gone Corporate

@TheNoCoKid it's very tempting, I'm a bit short on time, but I'll give it a thunk

Would an R&D magitech Smith work? Someone who uses less spells but more a bunch of magical tools?

Magicorp: Wizards Gone Corporate

Just popping in to say I love this idea, very creative! Best of luck to you all

ᵗʰᵉ Last Avatar.

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Location · |@vietmyke] Si Wong Desert · @vietmyke ____________________________________________________________________________. ”You did WHAT?!” Jin cried out incredulously for what was quite possibly the fourth time that hour. His head jerked up, slamming painfully against the bottom of his car’s raised hood. For the first time since they’d left Ba Sing Se, Jin was finally out of his helmet and in more comfortable- if equally utilitarian clothes. His sleeves were rolled up and he was currently elbow deep within the innards of the Kyoshi’s engine. Sumire sat on top of a stack of tires, tool box wrapped in her arms, rolling her eyes. ”I may or may not have installed a Synergy supercharger into the Kyoshi…” The smaller girl admitted for what felt like the tenth time that day. ”And you’ve been using the Kyoshi to street race?! You’ve been using my car for street races?!” There was a loud clang and a slew of curses as Jin dropped a tool and forced his arm deeper into the car to fish the item out. ”Technically it's the company’s car…” Sumire reminded him sheepishly, ”And if you ask anyone in Ba Sing Se- they think it’s my car.” she added, a bit more smugly. ”My. Car.” Jin reiterated, a motor oil soaked glove slapping the top of the engine for emphasis. ”Did you win at least?” came the followup, quieter. ”Of course I won, who do you think I am?” Sumire retorted sweetly. Jin just stared at her with a look that might’ve said ‘I don’t even know anymore.’ ”Jiinnn…” she whined, ”At least it got us out of there, right?” ”Yeah, yeah...” Jin grumbled, deflating slightly as he pulled a blown out part out of the car. With everything that had been happening, they’d been more or less avoiding the subject until they were safe. But two days after the sandworm attack, here they were- in relative safety. After dropping the others off in town, Feyi led Jin to a garage that seemed to hold the entirety of the settlement’s vehicles, which admittedly weren’t many. As a result, the space was spacious, though crowded at the same time. A veritable junkyard of spare parts were heaped against the walls and in unoccupied parking spots- useful for their purposes. Jin had made himself comfortable here, not quite free with his belongings- the most valuable of which he kept locked inside the Kyoshi’s trunk, but a lot of the non essentials were added to the garage’s controlled chaos and spread out around the small parking space as he more or less established himself within the garage. Only really using the tavern to sleep, Jin had spent most of the day in the garage, attempting to fix the damage to his car caused by Sumire’s booster, as well as the RSF gunfire, only really stopping to eat and drink some food offered by the locals. Likewise, the folk in Tu Zin had been more than welcoming thus far, though none of them really had any clue what the Kyoshi was. Compared to the rest of the vehicles in the garage, the Kyoshi might as well have been from a different planet. Not a spot of rust, angular lines, metal for windows and a modernized synergy intake instead of regular fuel. Still, the gearheads there were helpful and cooperative, though it wasn’t difficult for Jin to notice that there was something- or someone missing. Jin didn’t know Tikanni, at all really- last month Tikanni might’ve just been the name of another nameless raider, but it didn’t take much for Jin to notice the atmosphere. With a frustrated sigh, Jin slammed the hood of the Kyoshi shut. Sumire slid off the stack of tires as he pulled off the worn gloves and set aside the tools the settlement had provided them. ”All done?” the white haired girl inquired. ”What can be done, anyway.” Jin sighed, ”We still have another issue at hand- fuel, synergy. I don’t think there’s just an abundance of it here out in the boondocks.” ”We could ask around?” Sumire suggested, Jin shook his head. ”I doubt the people here will be willing to just give it away- remember, one of their guys tried to rob us.” Jin whispered in a low voice, his eyes straying around the garage to spot potential eavesdroppers. ”Well, no sense standing around here then,” Sumire replied, a sudden pep jumping into her step, ”We’ve been cooped up in this garage all day, I want to check out the rest of the town!” ”You go ahead I’ll just-!” Without so much as a request, Sumire was already grabbing Jin’s arm and dragging him out of the garage and into the rest of Tu Zin, intent on exploring the rest of the settlement with Jin in tow, whether he liked it or not.

Of Steel and Hope

Pilot Dossier: Delacroix, Sara Lin

Sara Lin Delacroix• 18 • Rank A

Appearance:
Despite only standing in a 5'2"(157cm) and weighing in at approximately 120 lbs (54.5 kg), Sara is surprisingly easy to spot in a crowd. Her face is pale and round, and she has clear, clean skin, with soft facial features. Her eyes are a dark, ruby red, and her ice white hair goes down to her waist, and is typically adorned with a bow. Her frame is small but lithe and its clear she keeps in relatively good shape. Her uniforms at the academy are all impeccably tailored to her form and are often worn with a short capelet and tights underneath the skirt.

Personality:
Friendly and even-tempered, Sara's demeanor is generally cheerful, and is easy to get along with. Sara is amicable and outgoing, but can often be stubborn, and has a tendency to be headstrong. Typically used to getting her way, Sara can be quite spoiled at times, but is generous and affectionate towards her friends and close confidants. Middling grades and a lackadaisical attitude towards most academics gives off a sense of spaciness and Sara can occasionally come off as an airhead, though she appears to have an intense interest in the practical workings and applications of Knights and their Autonomous counterparts. Typically able to act with proper decorum and poise in more formal settings, Sara trends towards being more meek or timid in situations or settings she doesn't understand or isn't comfortable with. In the cockpit of a Knight, Sara is confident and possessing of considerable will. During fights, Sara is fierce and stalwart, regularly placing herself at the front to draw enemies away from her teammates.

History:
>An excerpt from a student dossier analysis by faculty counselor Dr. Emil Sandoval
-The youngest child and only daughter to Bernard and Eloise Delacroix. Sara Delacroix is the youngest of 4 apparent heirs to the Luna based Durandal Group, one of the major players in the United Front's military industrial complex. The Durandal Group itself is composed of a number subsidiaries and companies developing a variety of weapon platforms and systems that see a fair amount of use in the UF's military forces. Durandal Group's manufacturing arm, Durandal Heavy Machinery, have been aggressively expanding into the Knight manufacturing market, focusing on the production of Shell-Type Knights. The DHM's current flagship program is the Chevalier platform, a durable frontline capable Shell-Type designed to prioritize pilot survivability. While not destined to inherit any major leadership role within the company, Ms. Delacroix still has not insignificant pull with the company and has access to many of its resources.

Before entering Doppler Academy, Sara was enrolled in the Durandal Group's Preparatory Academy in place of public education where she received general education along with more specialized training specifically tailored to the needs of Durandal Group. Her academic records and general business acumen was described as 'merely acceptable'. Sara also received hands-on time with the testbed version of the Chevalier frame, alongside extensive simulation training. Sara seemed to have come into her own here, going above and beyond according to all standards set by the simulators. Ms. Delacroix expressed considerably more interest in the processes involved with Knight functions, production and piloting as opposed to the more business side of management and began a small stint with DHM as a test pilot for their frames. While initially slated to proceed to Durandal's leadership academy, to participate in a more corporate role following her completion, Sara seemed less than enthusiastic about the prospect of it and expressed interest in Doppler Academy. While her parents weren't enthused by the idea, her brothers were more than excited about the prospect of one less competitor in the race for succession and supported her decision, willing to use several subsidiaries within Durandal Group to sponsor Sara's stay at Doppler.

Eventually her eldest brother Tynan would win out amongst her brothers, and Durandal Heavy Machinery formally sponsored Sara's training at Doppler Academy, citing that her familiarity with several of their frames already made her an ideal candidate for the school. While reluctant to allow her to leave, and generally disapproving of her presence there, her father has nonetheless allowed Sara to enter the Academy to serve the Durandal Group as one of its representatives at Doppler Academy. Overall, Sara appears to have middling-to-average academic performances but appears to excel in practical skills applications and technical knowledge, with an impressive simulation and training record.

Capability:
A talented Knight Pilot, Sara excels in frontline roles. Possessing a high degree of spatial awareness, Sara works well with primarily close quarters and CQB weapons systems, relying on her Knight's high durability and heavy weapons systems to deliver steady, consistent damage. Sara also has a good grasp on conventional small unit tactics, and a solid understanding of logistics and Knight technical specs.

Project Gendarme Technical Readout

Project: Gendarme • Shell-Type • 10m

Appearance :
Large and imposing, the Gendarme possesses the height of a medium sized Knight, but with the weight and armor of a heavy class machine. A suite of directional thrusters surround the entire machine, and a particularly large forward booster sits on its back. High powered thrusters underneath its feet allow the Gendarme to 'skate' across the ground. A set of racks behind the hips stores the Gendarme's weapons platforms, additional racks on its armored shoulder baffles and deployable compartments within its thighs allow it to store smaller handheld weaponry. While the mass produced version is intended on being painted a more conventional black and grey, Sara has insisted on painting her prototype a striking, bright red, as well as placing a large plume behind its sensor suite.

Manufacturer: Durandal Group - Durandal Heavy Machinery
Durandal Heavy Machinery is the primary Mechworks subsidiary of the Durandal Group. One of the major manufacturers for the UF Armed Forces, DHM has been rapidly expanding into the Knight manufacturing market, focusing on the production of Shell-Type Knights. DHM Knights are known for their durability and survivability, utilizing heavy frames and armor to provide the UFAF with viable frontline and general workhorse units. The DHM's current flagship program is the Chevalier platform, a durable Shell-Type designed to prioritize pilot survivability, and meant to fill the role of a main line combatant.

Design:
Project Gendarme is one of DHM's attempts to produce an upgraded version of their venerable DGK-07 Chevalier. Adopting the idea of a combined arms approach, DHM has produced several prototypes in tandem to put to market. The Gendarme is designed to fill the role of a heavy cavalry unit, just mobile enough to get into the thick of the fight, and durable enough to survive extended engagements. While the Gendarme is capable of using the full suite of Knight compatible weapons platforms, it is designed to function primarily as a close quarters combatant.

While far from the fastest Knight on the field in terms of overall land speed, the Gendarme can launch itself forward with short bursts of sudden speed and due to its directional thrusters is surprisingly maneuverable and dexterous for its weight and size. While many of its more advanced systems will likely be removed or downgraded for mass production versions, the prototype Gendarme has been spared no such expense.

Armaments:
While capable of utilizing the full suite of UFAF Knight compatible weapons systems, the Gendarme comes with several of its own purpose built weapons systems for its intended combat role. Due to limitations of space and logistics, the Gendarme does not typically carry all of its designed weapons systems, and loadouts typically consist of a single primary and a single secondary weapon, with auxiliary weapons carried as standard.

Primary:

• Partisan Beam Weapons System

  The Gendarme's primary close combat weapon system is the specially made Partisan. The weapon itself is made of heavy duty, beam resistant alloys to prevent damage in close combat, with even its beam emitters well protected by a sheath of durable metals. The weapon's emitter projects a long energy blade, and can also deploy a pair of winged blades perpendicular to the main blade. The weapon itself is assembled in stages, the main haft can be attached to make the weapon a polearm, split in half to make a short spear, or the front end of the weapon can be held to be used as a sword. The main haft of the Partisan featured a set of remote controlled boosters, allowing the weapon to be thrown and retrieved. The Partisan's parts are stored on the Gendarme's back/hip rack.
  
  Secondary:
• 40mm 'Spitfire' Scattergun

  A weapons system used heavily amongst the Chevalier line of Knights used for close to medium-close range engagements within 150 meters with its max effective range reaching 250 meters. The Spitfire scattergun fires 40mm canisters that fill the local space with superheated iridium pellets capable of melting through armor, though past its effective range the pellets lose heat and are no longer capable of dealing damage to hardened targets. The Spitfire fires at an automatic rate of 360 rpm and can fire 60 shells out of its magazine before needing to reload. 4 additional magazines are stored within the thigh compartments. Further complimenting its close range competency is a 1 meter 'mech' bayonet. The Spitfire can be stored on one of the racks on the Gendarme's shoulder baffles. Due to space limitations the Spitfire, Smartgun and Mini 30 typically cannot be carried into battle at the same time.
• 35mm 'Smartgun' Micro Missile Launcher

  A relatively new weapons platform for use by UFAF Knights, the 'Smartgun' 35mm missile launcher takes on a shape similar to a conventional SMG. Using high velocity 'fuzzy' logic missiles, the Smartgun can rapidly and accurately engage targets within medium-close ranges with little input from the user other than pointing the weapon in their general direction. The individual explosives are not particularly powerful themselves, so the Smartgun fires these missiles from a 80 round magazine at a rate of 900 RPM. Up to 4 additional magazines are stored within compartments in the Gendarme's thighs. Like the Spitfire and the Mini 30, the Smartgun can be stored on one of the racks on the Gendarme's shoulder baffles. Due to space limitations the Spitfire, Smartgun and Mini 30 typically cannot be carried into battle at the same time.
• 30mm 'Mini 30' Autocannon

  A cut down version of a full sized assault rifle style autocannon, the aptly named 'Mini 30' fires 30mm High-explosive incendiary/armor-piercing ammunition (HEIAP) from a 100 round box magazine. Thanks to its size, the Mini 30 is lightweight and fairly easy to manage in close quarters, but lacks the range and accuracy of its larger brother and is most effective within medium ranges. The Mini 30 has semi-automatic, 5-round burst, and fully automatic firing modes, and has a fire rate of 600 RPM. Up to 4 additional magazines are stored within compartments in the Gendarme's thighs. Like the Spitfire, the Mini 30 can be stored on one of the racks on the Gendarme's shoulder baffles. Due to space limitations the Spitfire, Smartgun and Mini 30 typically cannot be carried into battle at the same time.
  
  Auxiliary:
• Beam Gladius

  An emergency combat weapon stored in one of the Gendarme's shoulder baffles or within its shield. Powerful energy emitters project a long sized knife or a shortsword style blade. Ideal for close quarters when the 'continuum of force' has been reduced to hand to hand combat. For optimum performance, the leading edge, 'pointy end', should be applied to the enemy and thrust into vital regions. This should be repeated as necessary.
• Combat Kite Shield

  Even in the age of building sized war machines, the humble shield still finds its way onto the battlefield. A slab of composite alloys, with a layer of heat resistant 'anti-beam' coating along the face, the combat shield does what one would expect it to do: provide directional protection from oncoming attacks. The shield has a small cutout to mount the barrel of a gun on, and is mounted onto the Gendarme's forearm for hands free operation. It is too large and heavy to be carried on any of the Gendarme's storage racks and must be carried by hand into and out of battle.
• Buckler 20mm CIWS

  A standard UFAF 20mm vulcan cannon attached to the side of Gendarme's head unit to provide it defense from small threats and missiles. It possesses a high rate of fire, but has a limited ammunition magazine that only provides it 20 seconds worth of continuous fire. While capable of being used offensively, it lacks the ammunition to leave lasting damage against harder targets like AKs or other Knights. Still, in a pinch it is capable of being used to finish off vulnerable or otherwise softened targets.

Systems & Specification: Alongside its suite of weapons, the Gendarme also utilizes several design specific systems to further its role as a main line combatant.

• DHM Composite-C Heavy Armor Plating

  Overtop it's substantial plating, the Gendarme is encased in an additional layer of heavy armor, providing it with considerable protection from enemy attack. Intended to absorb large amounts of damage, the individual plates on the Gendarme sport a layer beam resistant coating and can be selectively detached and ejected to shed the Knight's overall weight or when they are too damaged to continue providing protection. They can then be quickly replaced or serviced at a base or station capable of servicing Knights.
• Miron Dynamics Countermeasures System

  To assist in its frontline role, the Gendarme features a small munitions launcher built into its front and rear skirt. The munitions launcher contains a small magazine of canisters that release a combination of smoke and chaff into the immediate area to obfuscate the Gendarme from view and sensors to either cover its retreat, or assist in an advance.
• DHM 'Linebacker' KR-Assault Booster

  Even while using its thrusters to 'skate' across the ground, the Gendarme and other heavy Knights like the Chevalier can find their land speed to be lacking. To assist in that, the Gendarme has a specially modified KR device that acts as an enhanced booster attached to its back, granting it short, but sudden bursts of speed in combat. The booster is too taxing on the KR-Engine and the knight's frame itself to be used as a means of consistent transportation, and has a limiter in place to prevent damage to the system and to allow expended particles to be 'recharged'. The Linebacker Booster in its current state allows short single second pulses for quick repositioning or tackling maneuvers, or a single 10 second burn for an extended charge.

Qrowdell Academy (magical school RP)

woah, lots happened while I was out, but I like the idea of a half martial half caster 'gish' type character. I think I'm gonna lean on the lightning and fire aspect- electro whips and fire boosters and all that jazz.

I'll catch up on everything I missed in a little while.