Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20180328223610

(Man, BLAM these last two weeks!!)

"Scanning...signal intercepted. Attempting decryption." The synthetic voice of CATSAI spoke calmly into the cyborg's earpiece; an intentional contrast to help agents maintain composure while under heavy fire.

"Warning: Encryption exceeds this unit's capabilities. Transferring to other instances...5 found."

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Running out of ammunition, Stahlfritz shifted Sturmhund into scissor-halberd while his stride kept going. His weapon shifted as the specialist siezed the opening and charged right at him, blocking her wrist-blades. As the two shared a tense millisecond of eye contact, her knee jerked forwards as Fritz side-hopped to strike the specialist in the base of the skull with what would be Sturmhund's buttstock. As she fell to the ground, Stahlfritz rammed the open pair of scissors against th specialist's neck while her sister swung her right arm backwards to lay down cover fire while charging Estellia who was now brandishing a hooksword.

In the corners of both thier and the Inua Alpha crew's HUDs, CATSAI's resource usage suddenly spiked with a notification reading: "Ally requested Decryption Help."

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"Osiris, what the Grimm is this?" Loretta asked as she braced herself against Rainier's evasive manuvers. In an effort to avoid that massive laser cannon, the archer had taken the gunship behind the ruins of Tenth's clock tower and tilted it almost completely sideways behind the stone structure.

Meanwhile, Daxton almost dangled out his window which was now facing the corpses of a loyalist death squad Loretta took down seconds ago. Held on only by a bungee cord, the sniper winced audibly as he kept his rifle in a death grip.


 * PING*

A chime went off as the decryption completed. It wasn't great; parts of it were still fuzzy and only two-or-three second long clips could be viewed but what was there was absolutely damning intel. Suprisingly clear videos of Estellia's blitzkrieg tactics and Rainier's piloting. It wasn't just Flagg; another view of Osiris's attack on a super-spider from a vantage point somewhere along with a tracking shot of Kurai gone berserk was also in the mix.

"Daxton, take the bleedin' shot now now, ya poe!!! Tha fuckers have us on live!" Rainier called over the mic.

The horned lizard took a very deep breath to calm his nerves and flipped himself over. Now upside-down, he placed his eye right up against Midsummer's scope and locked the cybrnetics within his arms against the wieght of his rifle.

As lasers started singing the ruined of the clock tower, Rainier pulled up the tactical report from CATSAI once more to make his move. "Firing pattern analysis complete: cooldown sequence estimated in 3...2..."

"1!! Now, blast 'im right in the piel!!" he shouted, finishing the AI's sentence and violently flinging the Alpha back out.

Daxton did as told, jamming Midsummer's trigger as fast as it could reset. He could see where protective panals were once mounted automatically shift into position as his rounds impacted the workings of the spider's laser. Sensing the damage, it switched back to conventional weapons as it scurried for cover.

"It's on the ropes! After it!" Daxton shouted back, firing more .700 caliber rounds at the remaining light turrets as Rainier leveled out the Inua and looped around for another angle on the super-spider.

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''"Tha fuckers have us on live!" ''Fritz heard over his comms channel just before several small-caliber rounds impacted against his aura. Mentally swearing at a rate faster than Stella's trigger finger, he rolled backwards as it was his turn to dodge bullets. Hopping up while deflecting away with Sturmhund, he started sprinting forwards to get back in the melee. Using what he assumed was some kind of 'long stride' semblance, the wounded but bloodlusted specialist was now right on top of him and her wristblades were now glowing red...The aura around Sturmhund was flaring up and it took Fritz about 2 picoseconds to determine if he let this go any longer, he'd be forging a new rifle.

Quickly spotting what he assumed was a chest camera on the specialist's uniform, he shifted his grip slightly and got off the pneumatic blade on his right Shrekfaust, bursting clean through. There went that trick but it might at least save a few more later down the road.

"Ma!! Jammer!" he shouted as the blade snapped back, making indistinct what he said over any other mikes.

"Damnit Osiris! You fuck around like this evey mission!?" Estellia screamed as she traded swordplay with the second specialist; Avarice resurfacing itself after every blow. This woman was good; darned good. Her style resembled that of some two-weapon dueling form from Western Menagerie; keeping her opponent occupied with one blade while going for the legs with her other. Stella's aura let off golden sparks as another superheated blade struck against where her ammo drums were.

"Get your ass in here!"

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As the spider's main control system went down, its backup kicked in and it shuddered as functions transfered and it started to push itself back up from the dead. The Banshee, still atop her quarry, tapped a few settings on her scroll as the Adjutant swept back in for another low-altitude run. 4 missiles launched out of the wings as Lucina's flight pack lit up, sending her off the droid and into the forward doors. Just as the last of the ordnance onboard Master's death machine cooked off, the aircraft pulled up and back into the sky. Ground-to-air transitions were nothing new for the elder Panzier; her flight pack, albiet at a slower pace, carried her through the Adjutant's narrow spaces, each door opening and closing just in time until she found herself back in the pilot's seat. As Stahlfritz called out earlier, Lucina wasted no time in firing up her airship's ECM systems. Soon, the intercepted signal started fading and flickering but not without delivering the first half of the Battle of Tenth to whatever thinktank the Realm had.