Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140906215813/@comment-24828824-20141016163855

Merel made her way to the hangar, not far behind Arcturus and passing Peter in the hallway. entering her cockpit she was glad she had run all the tests and made sure the program was up to date for 0-G combat. with the Viking already out and Arcutus broadcasting a chilling prayer for combat Merel disengaged the clamps holding her Razgriz in place and with a brief burst of her forward manouvering thusters the jet fell out of the hangar bay into space.

(combat music: Mobile Suit (live))

moving out of the shadow of the shuttle Merel could see the enemy forces moving like a swarm of angry hornets, and a single shape charging in exchanging fire. While Arcturus hounded their rear guard part of the formation up front curved back to trap the single mobile suit and there they made their error, because Merel was already on them.

As soon as she saw what the faunus was trying to do she opened the throttle to her thrusters and shot forward to the enemy fromation, linking her beam rifle and dorsal cannon to the firing controls as she accelerated and lining up the shot. a brief burst of autocannon and beam fire lanced through the formation, forcing the gunships to evade. the brief blasts of beam fire cut into the formation and melted the hull from one unlucky craft caught between his allies who caught the autocannon rounds on the frame as they turned to get away. in itself not enough to destroy the ships but they were rattled and Merel's Murasame blasted off to the right and ended on the force's flank. As she engaged the thrusters to slow herself down Merel triggered the transformation of her craft and as the wings folded back and the arms emerged she grabbed hold of her beam rifle and targeted a gunship still recovering from the impact of her first barrage. she pulled the trigger and a pink line shot across the void between her and the target in mere moments. The wounded craft caught the beam on the side and it gave little resistance before erupting into a ball of fire and shrapnel. two more beams followed for its comrades, one lost it's tail and spin out of control smoking and crippled while the other was left with a glancing blow to the underbelly of his craft, blasting the paint off but otherwise unharmed.

now that Merel had slowed down the remaining gunships could get their sights on her proper and the ones closest to her responded in kind to the barrage she had laid on them with missiles and autocannon fire of their own. Again Merel pulled the throttle open and the main thrusters, now located in the legs and backpack of her mobile suit, flared up to send her 'up' and away from the incomming fire while taking another shot at the now disorganized flock still heading for the Viking.

merel radioed on the team frequency to  "Captain Kyland, let's try to keep them away from the shuttle, we're the only defences they got!"

another burst of her positional thusters sent her rotating to face the incomming missiles, most would overshoot her but three were already turning to follow her. Merel opened fire with her head vulcans, catching one, two... and the final missile which erupted in a fireball as she drifted from the blast unharmed. "How far is our ride away?"

[OOC:Toast, I think this will take another round or two of fighting before the Trident 'General Norema' is close enough to send fire support, have fun]