Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20180226001640

Cutting through the cloud cover at rapid pace, Rainier pushed forward on the throttle for his aircraft. After Hargreave's broadcast, he didn't strap into any standard issue Inua. It was time for war; the basic Inua was a kiddie toy compared to what he was flying now.

Inua Alpha: an enlarged version intended to act as heavy gunship, heavy dropship, and battlefield communications. 3 high-capacity G-Engines; 1 on the tail, 2 on the wings. A modular main cannon under the chin (this one equipped with the Virgo Plasma Railgun ), multiple laser cannons across the fuselage, and a full rack of missiles on the wings.

Inside the cargo bay, Daxton and Loretta both sat with thier weapons mounted next to windows and with stacks and stacks of ammunition within arms reach. The former casually ticked away on his scroll's music app while the latter sat cross-legged mumbling an ancient huntress's prayer.

"Friends, combat zone's 5 klicks away. " Rainier called back as he flipped down the gunner's monocle for his helmet. His hand ran across the weapon controls; all safeties went offline, filling the cockpit with a dark red glow from the warning lights.

"Just gonna plug myself into the speaker system." Daxton set his scroll into a magentic mount he had brought along and plugged in the aux cord. He'd been rifling through he and Ingraham's music collection all night looking for just the right song for this moment. Having found it, he queued it up into the playlist appropriatly titled "Catharsis". An acidic magazine was loaded into Midsummer's High-Explosive sniper rifle while Loretta aimed her railgun out the window.

"This is getting out of hand. Now there's 3 of them." Stahlfritz mumbled as he and Stella powerslid further into the ruins and out into the alleyway behind. Against the long bursts of high-caliber gunfire, a cheerful, tinny, 16-bit tune could be heard just before it launched into an aggressive electric guitar, complemented by the humming and droning of G-Engines.

"THIS IS YOUR TIME TO PAY, THIS IS YOUR JUDGEMENT DAY! WE MADE A SACRIFICE AND NOW WE GET TO TAKE YOUR LIFE!!"

"Oi, which one of you poes ordered air support?!" Rainier cheerfully called over everyone's communicators shortly before his Inua Alpha dropped out of the clouds and rained hellfire on the battlefield. On his HUD, a dozen crosshairs and fire tones lit up the screen as a torrential downpour of plasma bolts and lasers focused down on the westernmost Super-spider. It recoiled from the sheer barrage but still stood strong as it turned its main guns on the Inua Alpha.

Stella beamed from ear to ear before grabbing Stahlfritz and phasing both of them up to a vantage point. "Targets designated Ma. Give 'em Hell!" he called out as he and Stella took potshots at the optical cluster.

"Understood. And tell your friends their taste is...interesting." Lucina pulled the Adjutant opposite of the Inua Alpha, set both her microwave cannons to concentrated beam and fired along in tandem, immolating the self-repair systems as they came online to repair the plasma damage from Rainier's VTOL.

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Proverb 65 of the Eliminator Program: always assume the next hit is what takes your aura out. The rule that glass-girl here had failed to recognize. The obvious nuance being that you can make more educated assumptions by knowing how strong your aura was, something Honara knew very well, thinking back on the times she had foolishly let herself get swarmed.

Confident she could tank the blow, Honara blitzed through, not wanting to give her opponent even a nanosecond to catch herself. The glass sword flew straight at her, shattering against her aura causing her to flinch but still keeping stride. As the rattlesnake reopened her eyes, the HUD projected on her glasses showed her aura had dropped a solid 12~15% from the hit and was now floating around 73% since the battle started.

As if in mockery, Honara assumed a similar fencing stance as she made the final blow. The girl fought through the nausea and pain to bring up some last minute barriers but just as they were about to fully form, a sharp pain literally pierced through her abdomen. Looking down, a translucent jade-colored sword blade had run her clean through. Without a word, Honara turned away and squeezed the trigger.

Meanwhile, Geuda was still busy fending off coyotes in a clumsy dance of evasion and one-handed gunfire. Not ideal for his training. The third coyote lept at him, forcing him to expend the electrical charge built up. The sheer heat turned some of the sand particles to glass, immobilizing it. Had Honara not finished off the glass girl seconds ago, Geuda would have just given the enemy another weapon against them. His HUD's motion detector lit up just in time for him to spin around and see the knockoff sandbender charging towards him. He instintively fired several shots at him, all of which were either dodged or deflected aside.

"Hey Dreads, tagging in!!" Honara called as she boosted into the air and landed right in front of the destral, giving Geuda a second to throw his shield in his back, protecting him from any more backstabs and concentrate some fire on Ona for once.

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Chi's comment flew right over Beverly's head, being niether clever or funny. That, and she was still in 'war mode' right now. As if to say 'back to work' Beverly took a deep breath and lept in right after Ranna, landing on the ribcage of the first guard and planting a crossbow bolt through the temple of the second guard. She sharply exhaled as she drew her second crossbow and marched up to the door the seemed to be protecting. Drawing her second crossbow, she waited the fraction of a second it would take Chi to get into that room one way or another before kicking it off the hinges with a dust-infused boot.