Ah, valentine's day! A beautiful occasion to celebrate love and romance! What a perfect time for a reunion.

[A possibly familiar huge woman has arrived on base, accompanied by an old lady in a butler uniform. For some reason the 6-foot or so pink-haired lady is in a maid costume, and has a bow and quiver with her.]



Mistress, far be it from me to question your motives, but is this really absolutely necessary?


Sayo, you should know by now, everything I do is absolutely necessary. Now, magical sniper Kanae is off to spread love and beauty throughout the world!

Of course, mistress...

[And indeed, Kanae can be found trying to be stealthy throughout the day, though at 185cm* that's not exactly fruitful. Additionally, arrows with little messages and packages tied to their tails start appearing all over base-sometimes narrowly missing people as they fly to their targets.]
*height figures totally guessed at

"Hey guys, the place feels like a morgue today. Glum faces everywhere... someone died or something?"

Look who's back at Sakihama - FightSaber is in the hangar, and Loni is walking around the base corridors. He seems to be heading towards the kitchens, in search of cake and other festive foods.

"Me and friends just took down a big cell of those Good Men weirdoes, so I'm here to resupply. Our victory calls for a celebration, let's party!"
[As deaths, messed-up terrorists, close calls and incredibly embarrassing pilot suits piled up over the last few weeks Kei have been visibly appearing more and more stressed when not needed to seem strong to comfort those more personally affected. At a quiet moment somewhere without a huge crowd, she let out a comment on it after a long, awkward pause.]

This is what it means to be a soldier, isn't it? At least when a major war is going on.
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([personal profile] ugyuuya Jul. 16th, 2014 09:28 am)
[1]

[Due to an increasing number of mixed operations (and in part to satisfy general pilot curiosity) the TSF detachment has scheduled a training event for other UG personnel to familiarize themselves with TSF piloting at their own pace. Unable to provide the full simulator support onsite at a UG location the event is scheduled to take place at the Yokohama training base.

The day is split between use of the simulators in the morning to instill the basics and more advanced maneuvers in the Fubuki training TSFs using a modified dual seat cockpit allowing members of the Argos flight to take control in case of emergency.]

[2] - Semi-locked to Raquel

[Tarisa is suited up in her TSF suit minus the HUD interface waiting for Raquel to meet for the arranged spar the two had decided upon after discussing her last run in with the Shura. Looking up as the door opens the look of excitement and anticipation on her face is obvious.]

Certainly took long enough for our schedules to match up for this, wouldn't you agree?
[After the Successful rescue Leos was pretty darned happy, Pale Rider was damaged, but not a complete mess like before! He managed to do things right, kick some serious butt, AND get a sword and come up with a snappy attack name! Not too bad for a day's work. Now one would expect him to be celebrating... however...]

Bwaaaaah....

[Apparently right after he was congratulated, he was immediately given a mop and bucket and told to clean up one of the corridors. Congratulations great janitor hero! Now get to work.]

"May I have everyone's attention? Members of Unity Group, we noticed that you've been working very hard lately but also some of our people were pretty stressed out. Resting is a part of your duties too, so I have talked to a few people in charge from other organisations and, long story short, you have a short vacation in a tropical resort."

"Please enjoy it."


"I'll be there too!"

[1 - mingle thread]
As commander Antov just said, you have a two day vacation to enjoy. Beach, ocean, beautiful weather - it's all there just for you!

Unity Group is not the only organisation making use of the resort. You may be able to find interesting individuals from other groups lurking about... or maybe just swimsuit-clad bodies to ogle. If that's your thing you pervert.

All general vacation shenanigans go here.

[2 - for Yuuya]
Read more... )

[3 - for Izuru]
Read more... )

[4]
It seems the trip was not without incident. Several participants of the boat rowing contest are missing and the weather is getting worse. It's time to organize an in-mecha search party before they are caught in the rain for days and starve or something.

Also, someone threw Izuru into deep waters and he's not too good of a swimmer. Someone should probably rescue him.
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([personal profile] srwu_mods Jun. 28th, 2014 04:54 am)
Three units have taken refuge in Sakihama's hangars. One of them is a Gespenst mk II Kai, but the two others are new. FightSaber and ShotSaber - the former is red, equipped with a long chainsaw sword, the latter is blue with two beam pistols wielded akimbo. And yes, they have the large gun (graviton cannon) as well.

In addition to the units, their pilots are here as well, hanging around FightSaber's feet.


"Alright guys, let's introduce ourselves. I'm Apollonius Gavin, Loni for people who know me. And these two are my precious friends, Desta Mlakar and Ilinka Venczel."


"Hmph. You're awfully happy to be here, Loni."


"It's good to cooperate with you, Unity Group."


"Yeah, you see, we're not really going to join Unity Group or anything. We work best in a small team, we don't really follow orders from Major Ingram either. But we know a lot about 'the Lady's Good Men' or whatever these weirdos like to call themselves. So, ask away?"

Going to ask Loni's group about the mysterious enemy faction? Or are you just here to say hello and get to know them better? Or perhaps confront Desta about him shooting the retreating and immobilized enemy pilots during the mission?
[1]

[Very shortly after the previous battle there seems to be another silver-haired girl wandering around Alhambra Base. In her hand is a small map with what seems to be directions to the base. The expression on her face seems to indicate that she's annoyed with something.]

First those darned guards wouldn't let me in, and now I can't even find her anywhere!

...Maybe I should have told her I was coming first.



[2]

[A bit later the same girl can be found in front of a vending machine with her fist shaking in anger. One of the bottles seems to have gotten jammed. ]

Why you...

[She seems to resign in defeat for a moment before glancing around carefully. Once she assumes that no one else is around she lifts the large machine over her head like it was a toy and starts shaking the machine wildly. Eventually the bottle of tea finally emerges from the machine and she sets the machine back down calmly.]

Haha victory is mine!



[3] [Locked to ???]

[A long day of wandering later, the girl has collapsed outside Alhambra in failure.]

Wheeerrrrrreeee are yooooouuuuuuuuuuuu!?

[She sounds utterly defeated.]
[1]
Hello.

[Izuru will approach everyone he considers a part of "his" team - read, anyone he has even the briefest positive CR with.]

Mr Randy left me something to watch with my friends. Let's do it together, alright?

[2]
[Location: Asagi's room. Time to watch the data disc Izuru got from Team Doberman's leader!]

The predictable reveal )
[When Leos was brought back to the Star Rose after the failed attack on the Wulgaru... the state of the Huckebein he came back in was... phenomenal to say the least. Practically EVERYTHING was destroyed except for the cockpit block. EVERYTHING. It lost all its limbs, thrusters, its communications systems were fried, its controls busted, monitors either fallen apart or shorted out, its OS was completely fragged and the oxygen tank died the moment it got back.]

[But what's more he was piloting when he should have been in the off duty roster due to his issues! He hadn't even went for his first meeting with his therapist yet! What does he have to say?]

I'm sorrryyyyy! Its just that this Admiral guy wanted me to turn up... I don't know why but he said if I could make everything look good...

[Wait... was Leos only there because of just how crap a pilot he was? Was it to boost morale that even raw rookies like him would be able to take on the Wulgaru... or was it to make Team Rabbits look better? Either way though.... we all know the results.]

I know I shouldn't have been out there... but I really wanted to help! I won't let anyone talk me into something like this again! I promise!

[He ducks his head, looking painfully apologetic.]
The trio that rescued Fail Five Team Rabbits from impending demise is visiting Star Rose, with their units standing in the hangars as proof.

As for the pilots themselves: here they stand, looking aloof and unapproachable. And then...

"Wow! So many cool units around - Unity Group is something else! I bet they have a lot of cute girls, too!" The redheaded leader guy is looking around excitedly, his eyes shining.

"Hey! What about your plan to act like an aloof ace and make a good impression appearing cool, Randy?" The blonde protests, flustered.

"A man can't stop himself in a situation like this... I mean, what the hell are you talking about Patrick? My very presence oozes awesome and cool ace! You tell him, Chandra!"

The dark-haired member of the trio sighs and shakes his head at the others' antics.

It looks like the Rabbits' seniors are not too different from them after all.
[Psychologists on location? Good! Izuru visited a counselor a day or two ago, just once, to see how it's like. What results did the visit bring?]

[It's early morning and someone is knocking to your door. It's the Team Rabbits leader, ready to barge into the room - if you let him.]

Hey! I know it's sudden, but would you like to participate in a team-building exercise?

It will be fun, I promise!
[As Willis walks up and about, resuming his usual behavior, the other person who made a miraculous recovery is quietly sipping tea.
...Oh, she had a bit of squirming metal stabbed straight through her ankle, and somehow teleported twice during the battle. Nothing, really.]

Well Mistress, I would say that went well. No-one seems to have noticed your...indiscretion.




Y-yes, indeed...nobody at all...



...You can't seriously be upset...


But I tried so hard! I even let some of my many secrets slip, and dropped hints about my dark and mysterious past!
*sniff*
...I'm never going to be cool...

[She continues sobbing quietly into the tea.]
[With everything that's been happening and the continuously escalating threats, the Autobots are moving about as best as they could to assist. However while most Autobots are out of Sakihama, a few have moved over to Alhambra for the day... the reason?]



Okay! Energon Pump is installed, and the recalibration for the power feed should be alright...

[Wheeljack has decided to.... experiment. Specifically in the testing of adapting Energon for usage in Earth Based Machines to amplify their combat capability. Admittedly only a small amount was used for the test but it was regarded as enough. A trio of modified mooks (Genoace, Bushnell and a Destroid Tomahawk stand proudly for usage - admittedly with far more cabling across their bodies than they should normally have.]

... Ratchet, is all that really necessary?



Yes. Yes it is Wheeljack. We all know how your experiments go, better safe than sorry - especially since we have humans getting involved.

[Ratchet is standing close by with an emergency team on standby, looking nonplussed. Wheeljack looked rather sheepish despite a lack of visible facial expression.]



You never know though, this might be the next big breakthrough!

[Wheeljack sounded pretty pumped for the test runs.]

I even got Rewind over here to record everything for posterity.



[The Cassette-bot waved at Ratchet and let out a burst of odd, distinctly mechanical noise... was that their language? Either way, Ratchet sighs.]



Lets just get this over with. Pilot, you may go when ready.
[1]

[During the last mission Strahlend was torn apart, impaled by the claw of a dragon, struck by lightning and crushed into scrap. Despite the damage, the machine somehow returned to the hangar of Alhambra Base in working condition. The medical crews practically leaped onto the machine after it landed. Forcing Willis onto a stretcher and bringing him into the infirmary immediately.

Anyone who visits after the medical team finally finished looking at him would find Willis working at yet another mountain of plates with a single fork in his right hand. The extent of his injuries can be seen on the convenient X-Rays scans posted nearby. Both his legs and left arm were completely crushed and most of his ribs were cracked.  In fact, he hasn't even been bandaged up. Apparently he told the medical staff that it would be a waste. The only thing he requested was a large meal. From the large hole in the right side of his undershirt it's easy to tell that the dragon also got a bit of him when it impaled the machine.  The fact that he was even conscious made no sense.]

[2] [Exactly one day later]



[Willis is up and about, walking around the base like the previous day never happened. The man had somehow healed up from his injuries bizarrely fast. Considering that his legs were just a mangled mess the previous day, it's a rather miraculous recovery. ]

[3]



[It's late at night and Willis seems to be watching the footage from the later part of the fight with the Kijin and AEG. When the strange crystalline machines show up on the screen Willis' expression noticeably changes into one that can only be described as pure hate.]

They really do act just like...

[Willis manages to catch himself and shakes his head in order to keep himself from thinking about his past.]
1. (Right after Dance of Death)

Thank you, everyone...

If not for your encouragement, I would not have managed to perform the summoning completely.

[She does frown harder, though.]

I know this might seem like I am asking too much of the situation, but I only wish I could have done it sooner, without anyone being placed in harm's way...

So, I apologize as well...and I will visit Willis to tell him this as soon as I'm allowed to.

[Granted, she has no idea what kind of state the guy is in...]

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2. (Semi-locked - Frontdated by about half a day or so.)



Cut for length )

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((OOC: I will most likely be slow on tags due to the slowatus mentioned on OOC. Please bear with me, and thanks in advance.))
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([personal profile] ugyuuya May. 23rd, 2014 01:29 pm)
[1]

[Yuuya stands beside his unit leaning against the rail and looking up at it with a different expression.]

"Well then 94 Second, it looks like we both got jerked around by two countries but we can show them we've got more to prove than they ever expected of us. I think I finally got to grasp what it'll take to pilot you successfully."

[2]

[The Argos flight is leaving a debriefing from the last mission. Tarisa is still spitting fire and VG is placating her in his own style. Yuuya seems more pensive than normal but in a good mood however Stella seems to be just off of normal, almost like she was in part forcing herself.]

[3]




[In a more isolated runway on Alhambra you might catch a Yellow unit made infamous from the training exercise and a pilot in a similarly colored TSF piloting suit. She is looking out at the setting sun and a pocket watch she is holding in her hand. She appears to be thinking about something and will not immediately notice your approach.]
[Its been a while after the Training Exercise gone wrong. Leos somehow managed to get out of the battle with the Jenice he used more or less unscathed. On the other hand, mentally he was even more worse off than before. Seeing Seta get torn apart and devoured by the BETA like that was not good for his sanity, already precarious as it was. Her inhuman ability to come back from that 'death' didn't really help much at all.]

...

[Currently he was in the mess hall, just stirring the contents of his bowl. He was at the odd paradox of being hungry yet being unable to eat. Then he looked at his meal, his mind drifting off and growing unfocused. The person doling out the meals was going to regret giving Leos a bowl of Spaghetti-Os because they were pressed for time and couldn't be bothered to give him something that wouldn't cause his mind to snap because from Leos' perspective the dull orange colored sauce slowly shifted into the hue of freshly spilled blood and the pasta turned into a multitude of eyes that suddenly had mouths form below them and rush forward to try tear his face off-]



AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

[-which led to him literally slapping the bowl away and possibly burning himself in the process before he scrambled off to a small, enclosed spot to force himself into/under and just curl up tightly.]
1. (Video - can be tagged in-person.)

length cut )

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2. (Option for in-person/action tag)
[A while later, Seta is out by the shore of Sakihama City, looking out at the ocean.

Considering everything, she now understood why Gloster agents operated on their own. That urge to run away because she didn't get it right was rising...]

Maybe...I was not the right one for this task after all...
[The moment Leos was dragged back to base it was clear things were going to be pretty bad. Why? Because his handler was chewing him out royally right there in the hangar.]

Lana-



Pale Rider is being put into repairs again Leos, and not only that your actions are having PROGTECH question your competence. They are planning to drop your sponsorship altogether because of your childish, undisciplined and impulsive behavior-

He was there Lana! Hustler One... Nineball... He was there! I had to-

[This was punctuated by a tremendously hard slap that sent Leos to the ground with a cry. That definitely left a mark, and that whimper he let out was more along the lines of a kicked puppy than the wild, anger driven animal that had been out in the field. Lana didn't even raise her voice as she proceeded to tear into him like a frigid wind with a side order of ice cold rain.]

Cause irreparable damage to several of Pale Rider's systems for the sake of revenge. Revenge I may add that you aren't even prepared to take because of how under-trained, inexperienced and ill equipped you are. Not to mention your immaturity and utter lack of ability to maintain focus on a designated objective.

You. are. pathetic. I'm locking down the Pale Rider after its repairs are complete and speaking to PROGTECH about suspending your access to the Arena for the time being. Until you can actually learn to grow up as well as use a machine without completely destroying it, don't you dare so much as even get five feet of that Armored Core.

[Lana does a precise turn without even looking back at Leos, who looked up at her with a piteous expression on his face.]



Lana... Lana wait...'m sorry... please don't go... don't be mad... please..?

[No dice, she just walks out the closest exit, leaving Leos to slump to the ground.]

[Do you go after Lana? Or Stick with Leos?]

"He's losing...!"

"Give him..."

"Move him to the medical...!"

"Cut open his suit..."


Ken manages to save Walt from being a monster chow, but Walt is still uncouncious from the explosion of his Genoace. The medical team is carting him as soon as he arrives.


"Holy shit! What is that..."


But as soon as they cut open his pilot suit...



Eyes.

Many eyes are staring from the flesh of Walt's left arm. Staring at the medical team, staring at the walls, staring at everything. The eyes are darting around jerkily in their sockets, blinking, looking left and right, up and down.

Needless to say, Walt moves straight to quarantine.

You might, or might not see all of these happening, since everything happens right on the hallways.

...

A few days later, you can see him sitting in his medical gown at Alhambra's medical bay cafeteria, staring intently at a cup of coffee, his body full of bandages. His left arm is wrapped like a mummy.

You might notice that other patients and staffs are trying to sit far away from him, leaving him a hole in the middle of a crowd.

Greet him?
[That helpful fellow from the mission at the mysterious dome is at Sakihama now! In a cell. Shackled. Under guard and extensive surveillance. Negotiations between Dr. Saotome and the several groups interested in throwing the guy into a deep, dark hole and letting him rot are ongoing.

So yeah, he tried to steal the Getter and attack Saotome Labs as a distraction to cover his escape - while everyone else was already dealing with the dead and wounded from the bizarre flesh-doppelgangers' attack. And yeah, even before that his terrorist squad killed several guards on their way up the mountain to raid the Labs. And yeah, if you have any access to official security memos or the like, you may be aware that said raid was the culmination of a campaign that started with radicalizing a fair chunk of a university campus and led through multiple bombings and an attack on a government ministry in which many public servants were gunned down in cold blood - and one of his own subordinates was left behind with life-threatening injuries and most of his face missing.

But surely an eloquent appeal to common decency and human compassion will set him straight!]
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([personal profile] ugyuuya May. 3rd, 2014 11:51 am)
[1]

[The monitors across the UG bases kick to life with live footage from what appears to be one of the smaller briefing rooms in Alhambra base revealing a 4-person team of varying Nationalities all wearing the same grey and black uniform. The first voice heard is a cheerful one from behind the camera.]

All right that's got it, we're live so get to it guys.

[The Asian-American is the first to speak]

2nd-Leiutenant Yuuya Bridges, Argos test flight, reporting to UG group as ordered.

[The same voice from behind the camera speaks again]

Really Yuuya? That's all you're going to say, at least give them a bit better of an introduction.




Just leave him Vincent, if he's going to be grumpy because of his argument with Lieutenant Takamura then that just gives us more time for introductions. 2nd Lieutenant Tarisa Manandal of the same. I hope to get along well with everyone.

[As Yuuya flushes and begins to turn to speak again when he is cut off by the other male member of his flight]




[He drops his hand's on Tarisa's shoulders and gives her a playful shake as he speaks]

Don't make fun of our lead's delicate sensibilities there chobi, you weren't much better when you started with us either. [Turning to the camera he continues] I'm Valerio Giacosa, VG for short and I'm Argos 3. I hope to get along well with everyone but especially the lovely ladies of this new group to whom I think it would be incredibly unfair to deny the joy of my company...



Put a sock in it Macaroni! We haven't even been here for 3 hours yet and you're already trying to pick up every woman on base! Well I guess we can't expect anything more from a greasy playboy like yourself but please don't try to hijack the introductions!


Speaking of introductions.


Ah, and Venus graces us with her most beauteous voice


[Ignoring the jibe the blonde woman continues]

I'm 2nd Lieutenant Stella Bremer. I'm Argos 4 and I do hope you'll forgive the rather rambunctious nature of my comrades. They're animated but honestly quite harmless.

[As Stella smiles serenely Yuuya sighs and shakes his head before speaking.]




And this is exactly why I was against this idea Vincent. I'm sure Princess Yui is going to *LOVE* what this turned into when she sees it.

[With that the camera begins to pan a little unusually as it approaches Yuuya and then sweeps right to Tarisa and VG arguing while Stella stands to the side her hand covering a grin as she watches her team-mates bicker before cutting off.]

(Argos Flight can be reached by comm or will be around Alhambra to be tagged)

[2]



[As you walk through the hangers you hear an angry shout. As you turn to look you see a young Japanese woman walking away with a clipboard and Yuuya in his piloting suit looking particularly upset. As the woman exits the hanger Yuuya rounds on the machine he's standing next to and throws his fist into it with enough force for the impact to resound. From his lack of reaction you can assume it is at least somewhat hardened to impact though he looks up at your approach and speaks in a seething tone.]

Did you need something or are you just here to criticize my performance like Lt. Takamura?
What... happened out there? What happened to me?

[During the mission, Setsuko's Virgola unit 3 was in Gauron-related distress but was suddenly shifted a long distance away from the battlefield. It was fished off the ocean and its pilot is fine, but she has a billion questions. And no answers.]


That was my mistake. I underestimated that asshole's capabilities. If something happened to you, I wouldn't forgive myself.


Everything ended fine in the end, so just be glad and don't worry!


Chief, lt Watson... I suppose you are right. There is no use worrying about it.

But I still need to know.

[Have you anything to say to the Glory Stars?]
Owwww....

[Well Leos certainly had a rough day. Right now he was being laid up in one of the Unity Group's infirmaries and his AC was... to put it bluntly a complete mess. This of course led to a severe ear bashing from both his operator Lana Nielsen as well as his sponsors. So all in all not a good day.]

Owww- Is... is that a pudding cup? YES! SCORE!I

[Or maybe not. Apparently someone decided pudding was a perfectly acceptable thing to give to recovering pilots on their food trays along with the rest of their meals.]

Mm? Oh hi!

[In the wake of the defense and successful retreat at Nora, there's a new mobile suit and ship making their residence at the Star Rose.  And also a new pilot for that mobile suit too, who's admittedly a little, well...]

[Video]

I don't think in all the craziness there was a proper introduction.  And now that it's over, well...

I'm Flit Asuno.  I was the one who designed and oversaw the development of the Gundam AGE-1, and even though I didn't intend on piloting it, that's changed.  Everyone who was out there, thank you for helping save the people of Nora.  I'm not sure where they're going to go now, but I know I'm going to stay here.  Stay with the Unity Group.

Commander Bruzar was right when he said I needed to concern myself with saving many lives.  That's what the Gundam's built for too... and it lived up to that goal!  The UE, the Vagans... anyone else... humanity won't lose to them!

[1]

...

[There's been a lot of new arrivals to the Unity Group as of late, so one imagines it mustn't be so surprising to see a new face that one doesn't recognise. But this one doesn't seem all that much older than a highschool student - heck, he might even be - and unlike some of the younger associates of the organisation, he hasn't exactly ditched his uniform either.

And thus, there he stands in the corridors of the Sakihama Base, hidden beneath the Earth, as he seems to be taking less than conventional means of getting a snack from a vending machine. Well, one assumes shoving your hand right in there is unconventional.]

[2]

[This time he's managed to hop along through the TSEN all the way to Fort Alhambra, and already is trying to make himself familiar with all its nooks and crannies.

Starting with its air ducts.]

Ngh... These could use some replacements...

[Grumbling to himself, the lad nevertheless soldiers on in his strange quest, and yet...]

Cher-THUNK

[All this gets him is the metal buckling under him, and he falls out into god knows where. Or onto god knows who.]
[video]

[It's time for someone else to make a formal introduction.  Or rather, two special someones!]

Couldn't keep putting this off now could we?  At any rate, it's been nice to meet all of you so far.  My friend here is Sara Harper, director of the Solaris orgnization-

And my friend here is none other than Mizuki Onodera, the Abyss Empress herself!  Sworn enemy of all beings who live on this-




S-SARA!

[We apologize for the technical difficulties that ensue, but when the video comes back, Sara's off in the corner laughing uncontrollably while Mizuki does her best to do damage control.]



Sorry about that.  Sara and I go way back, and you know how things get with longtime friends.  But as I was going to say, if you're not familiar with Solaris, that's just because the organization hasn't been very relevant for the past ten years or so.  We came here to help Solaris get back on its feet again, even if its glory days are long past and it'll just be supporting the Unity Group.  So long as people'll be able to afford college tuition for their kids and have pensions come retirement we'll be happy.

As for me personally?  Well I'm "The Abyss Empress".  An empress without an empire.  A potential enemy-turned-ward for Solaris who's all grown up now and just wants to do what she can to repay the people who decided to take her in rather than kill her when they had the chance.  Anyone wanting the full story's welcome to it if they ask.
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[A new day in Alhambra base, early in the morning! The peace, however, is disturbed when a cargo helicopter bearing the Graveyard insignia lands in the nearby pads.
Kagura comes out to receive them, standing in the open as a young man in black and purple uniform comes out and salutes smartly.

We brought the parts requested, ma'am.
DID ANYONE COMPLAIN?
Not at all, ma'am.
REALLY?
...well, nothing worrying, Major. Just a bit of grumbling by the guys at lab for the Xanthezes.
GOOD. THE HANGAR IS THAT WAY. HELP THE TECHNICIANS GET EVERYTHING SET UP.
Yes ma'am.

[The man in the dark jacket salutes smartly and heads back into the chopper to get everyone ready. Soon, there is a lot of bustle nearby, as a group of technicians, helped by a small handful of people in distinctive black and purple clothes, start unloading some odd-looking boxes. What might catch the attention of onlookers, though, is the fact that several of this personnel in the dark jackets moving boxes are doing so by flying around as easily as they walk. Or, looking more closely, the fact that all of said people are accompanied by what can only be described as tiny little fairy-ish humanoids, not much more than 20cm tall, whose legs end in a sort of twinkling crystal hemisphere, gabbing happily as they work.

Those who are really well informed probably recognize these as Executor operatives and the adorable little humanoids as the prized unique weapon of Graveyard, Mistletoes (everyone else, on the other hand, is probably going to feel pretty confused :P).

But then, Kagura is right there in the open, supervising everything as the technicians begin building a sort of structure in Kagura's assigned place in the hangar. If you want to ask questions, or simply talk with the artificial Major, now's probably the best time.]

2

[Some time later, a communication open to everyone pops up. A synthesized voice that sounds like a text-to-speech program comes out - Kagura's]

IS THIS WORKING. GOOD.

MY NAME IS KAGURA. MANY OF YOU OF YOU ALREADY MET ME YESTERDAY. AND SINCE EVERY TIME I WAS ASKED THE EXACT SAME FUCKING QUESTION I FIGURED I WOULD LEAVE IT ON PUBLIC RECORD AND SAVE US ALL SOME TIME.

NO, THIS IS NOT A POWER ARMOR. NO, I AM NOT HUMAN. NO, I DO NOT HAVE HUMAN PARTS NOR AM I BASED IN ANY WAY ON A HUMAN. YES, THIS IS VERY SPECIAL AND ALL THAT ROT. NOW CAN WE PLEASE MOVE ON ALREADY.

THANK YOU.


[Well, someone woke up from sleep mode cranky today. Still, the communication is open, so it can be replied to, if you're willing to risk being grumped at.]
 1. [On a fine, clear day outside, music can be heard drifting through the air. The sound of a cello can be heard gently drifting through the air. If someone bothers to track it down, they'd find a beautiful, elegant-looking woman practicing on the instrument, while her maid stands nearby.]

Oh, good morning. Can I help you with something?

2. [Kanae's other main way to spend time early on? Shooting. Not at a firing range, either, but outside. She's shooting skeet, and any wildlife that happen to wander into her sight.]

You know Sayo, I don't think I'll ever get entirely used to guns...The noise, the smoke, that odd tingle that runs up your spine as the bullet slams into your target...

[BAM, down goes a bluebird.]
In Alhambra base, you can see a man in military uniform standing in front of some sort of coffee machine.

"They installed an automatic coffee dispenser..."

He turns toward you and cries out dramatically.

"I'm in despair! The way human easily substituted the art of coffee making for automated, mechanized coffee-making device has left me in despair!"
[1] [Suddenly, a transmission to all Unity Group bases! The person talking is... definitely not human. She's some kind of weird alien insect cyborg.]

Citizens of Earth, members of organization known as Unity Group. I come to you with a warning.

I am Hetepheres, a general of the Gebian army. Thousands of years ago, my people came to your planet, but they kept their presence a secret. Today, we return, but we are not united in our goals. The Anti-Earthling Party believes that we should conquer your planet, and enslave its populace. They will start their invasion soon.

I am a representative of the Pro-Earthling Party. We believe in mutual cooperation and understanding between our two races. I was sent here as an ambassador, and consultant, and defender; together, we shall push back the AEP, and perhaps teach them of the mistakes of their way. If they don't want to learn, they shall taste steel.

Your leaders already know about this and have prepared a place for me to establish an embassy. If you need anything, you can find me there.

[2] [Soon, stuff is going on in the hangar at Fort Alhambra. A strange vessel has arrived, resembling a combination of a normal spaceship and an ancient Egyptian river boat. It's not big, enough to transport maybe several mecha at most. A group of creatures that look suspiciously similar to 1-meter long beetles is moving to and fro, unpacking various objects from the ship and disappearing with them inside the base. The whole operation is overseen by Hetepheres, who turns out to be no less alien in real life than on a screen, and pretty giant to boot - roughly 2 meters tall! Also, right next to the ship a mech is standing, which looks very much like her, only 10 times taller.]

Watch out with those instruments, they are very fragile. Yes, bring that to my private quarters, if you please. That console can stay on the ship for the time being.

[One of the beetles raises a hand (they don't really have hands, but details) questioningly.]

Skrrryt?


No, I don't know where the kitchen is. One of the locals will have to answer this question.
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