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| GunLeon | Nov 26 2010, 03:09 PM Post #1 |
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Kristal Hawkins in the Quin Mantha Rangers "Are... are you sure sir?" Kristal Hawkins pleaded softly with her CO as the hulking Quin Mantha Armor folded out over her bodysuit, increasing her height and weight a great deal, the idea of something that big being tentative comical. "You can't use that 'I'm a greenhorn' excuse on me anymore, you have to get started sometime... there's only so many training exercises and simulations you can experience before you can't advance anymore as a soldier." The gruff voice muttered softly in her earpiece as she stepped heavily out of the transport, the suspension groaning as it lifts back into place. "You have one of the heaviest armed, armored, and shielded units at our disposal, and support here, you'll be fine." Knowing at this point there was no arguing it, and she began powering up her external systems, the I-field humming soothingly as she stepped into the building. Foregoing any measure of stealth, the heavy metallic thud of each step brought her a little more courage. Her breathing slows as the strong emotions emanating from the soldiers caught within the building conflict stimulates her newtype senses. After a few moments of gaining her bearings and confidence, she starts towards the nearest friendly on her HUD. |
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| GunLeon | Nov 27 2010, 03:36 AM Post #2 |
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A few moments later... Kristal froze mid-step in her advance, a new Ranger signal coming up on her HUD out of seemingly nowhere, she felt the hair prickle on the back of her neck... it wasn't unheard of for armors to be outfitted with stealth technology, but to not show up on friendly sensors... possible. The Quin Mantha's heavy footfalls announce it's approach, funnels hovering ominously in formation behind it as she checks around corners, her trigger finger itching, until she finally locates Wild. "I'm so happy I found another Ranger... I didn't think I could do this alone." She breathes a sigh of relief. "Is there any way I can help?" Comes the young, hopeful voice, looking for little more instruction, before warily peering down each corridor leading to this meeting place. |
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| GunLeon | Nov 28 2010, 03:17 AM Post #3 |
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As her remote weapons again return to her tail binder, she folds her arms across her chest, her weight shifting to her left foot, hip stuck out a bit, still far from unarmed, but the best she could manage, the I-Field continuing to hum softly just under the shouting. She gestures for Wild to get behind her, and simply waits in a very passive, bored stance, her voice no longer among the raised shouts. The tight quarters already made her uncomfortable, and the idea of the ceiling coming down in a firefight terrified her as the thought crossed her mind. |
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| GunLeon | Nov 28 2010, 03:11 PM Post #4 |
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Letting out a startled cry, the Quin Mantha begins backpedaling, a torrent of beam fire railing through the ranks of the Baraclow Knights, joined by more and more firepower as Kristal's funnels join in the assault. The torrent of firepower covering her slow retreat. Inside the suit she perspires heavily, her breathing fast and shallow, one of the Quin Mantha's hands shaking and shuddering wildly. The mental outcry from the crowd at the first shot driving her into a panicked fervor as she backs into Wild. "Don't... don't let them take me..." She pants incoherently, her head swimming. |
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| GunLeon | Dec 2 2010, 10:35 AM Post #5 |
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Wild's courageous charge stirs her back to her senses, the notion that she's trapped set aside for now, seeing her new comrade in arms in danger. Kristal's remaining funnels skirt the X-2 wide and rotate, barraging it from behind, missed shots striking the Quin Mantha's I-Field and returning for a second volley, harrying the suit if nothing else. Drawing both beam swords, she closes the distance with the X-2, the hail of fire trailing along after her, making mobility difficult for their attackers. Firing a blast from the Mantha's head mounted triple beam cannon gets her kneed in the sternum, the shot sweeping along the wall and up to the ceiling. The hail of blows from the X-1's Muramasa Blaster that followed the strike backing her away from Wild, all she can do to survive is continue to retreat, using both swords to parry while taking shots with her chest and forehead cannons. Meanwhile, the X-2, Shot Lancer in hand, turns and hoses the hallway behind it with the heavy machine gun attachment, aiming to eliminate the remaining 17 funnels, keeping itself shrouded behind it's anti-beam cloak as much as possible. Kristal lets out a pained, shocked cry as the X-1 lurches forward and drives it's beam shield in a grazing strike along her thigh, stripping and burning away at the armor there, leaving a deep partial X scoring mark, and then takes off the bottom half of one of her shoulder fins. |
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| GunLeon | Dec 4 2010, 01:33 AM Post #6 |
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With each step backwards, she could feel the bile rising in her throat, the panic threatening to return. None of the trapped soldiers stood a chance here unless allegiances were set aside, even if only for a moment... blocking still one more attack from the X-1, the Quin Mantha suddenly brings it's upper body and head forward, the glow of the beam cannons alighting the Gundam's features before the two impact, the resounding blow, with the added impact of the beam weaponry flooring the smaller unit. Taking a step forward, planting her legs over the X-1's arms she speaks at last, for the first time since meeting Wild. "Be you USMP, Ranger, Knight, Law Enforcement or Rogue, we live or die together this day. I would live... stand with me!" With a yell she sweeps her beam cannons through the last place she saw the fake blitz, her now 12 remaining funnels breaking off their assault on the X-2 to harry the Victory and the Dynames. Sheathing her swords, she adds her hand-cannons into the assault as well, laying down fire on as many of the Tesla Labs targets as she can, without compromising her new 'allies'... this doesn't last particularly long, the X-2, now free to do as it pleases and over the initial shock of the scene unfolding, boosts forward, ramming it's shot lancer through the Quin Mantha's I-Field generator, breaking one of Kristal's arms with the force of the strike, and pinning her to the wall. It watches for a moment as she struggles weakly, the X-1 climbing to it's feet, as the two converge to finish her. |
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