Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20141106174023/@comment-24828824-20141201003048

pissed that her strafing had resulted in little more than inconvenience the agile mobile suit Merel had made another long turn to get in a new angle of attack, one of the SMC pilots had appearantly made an entrance, and appearantly intimidating speeches were part of the pilot training as this man began with another practiced tale of how badass he was, it was actually quite effective if Merel was to judge. much more than Arcturus' anyway.

Seeing the enemy ace try to get away she smirked and triggered her missile controlls, targetting for a lock before having her cockpit light up like a disco when right in front of her the section of base wall she was about to fly over erupted in a collumn of fire and debris.

Merel cursed profoundly and pulled heavy on her controls, transforming back into mobile suit form to get all her thrusters in the opposite direction as fast as possible to not run into the sudden bombardement of the base wall.

"Motherfucker could have used that sooner. save some of his buddies' lives." she spat out in disgust and frustration for the interuption of her attack. By now the distance between her and the mobilesuits was big enough that her missiles, however fast they were, would certainly be easily intercepted, so she just fired a few encouraging shots with her beam rifle to the retreating formation, more out of frustration than to actually try and hit them. She then guided her mobile suit to the rest of her team on the ground and landed.

"Everybody Ok?" she called out over the team chanel. in all the dogfighting she hadn;t really had a chance to check up on the status of her comrades, but the fact that all four machines were still relatively intact was at least good enough for now.