Social Activity!

[onewalksintomordor]

[Ryoma didn't bother to introduce himself for his first few days as a member of UG, because it wasn't like it was his idea to join these guys. Dr. Saotome had insisted on it, just as he insisted on Ryoma piloting Getter Robo in the first place. He was beginning to wonder why he let an old, out of shape guy half his height boss him around, but considering the Doc just lost a son, he'd decided not to get too argumentative about it.

At any rate, he's apparently willing to get chummy now. ...Sort of. He's walking around Sakihama Base, cheerfully(?) accosting everyone he bumps into.]

Hey, you! Looks like we're gonna be on the same side. I'm Ryoma! So now that we're buddies and stuff I need you to fill me in.

Who do you think are the strongest fighters in UG?

[Unless there are regular tournaments, after all, this sort of thing can be a matter of opinion. He doesn't mind compiling an oversized list. It'll just give him an excuse to narrow it down.]

Second Game

[break_the_nine]

[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?]

ARCHIVEMENT OF EXECUTOR

[keep_your_dignity]

1

[So, yesterday's mission went comparatively well. As such, one might think that after holding off near-singlehandedly a mechanical Cthulhu the size of a building, Kagura might be celebrating. You'd think wrong.

If you want to find her to ask her something, you'll probably find her in a very out of the way office at Alhambra, with a cable connected from her form to a computer, filling out the paperwork and debriefings like a prim and proper officer should. Unity Group may be mostly comprised of lawless mavericks, but some people still hold to regulations. She's still pretty scratched from the mission, but she can get her repairs later. Nothing vital was hit, anyway. Also, if you are very observant, you might notice the names of some of the people in yesterday's mission in the scrolling forms.

If you want to bother her, though, this is probably the best time, insofar as there is any good time to bother the grumpy Major]

2

[A bit later, you might find her talking on the comm in an empty room. The other side of the comm can't be heard, but deducing the gist of the contents from Kagura's reactions from the moment you're in earshot is not really very hard]

WHAT.
[Pause as the other side talks]
WHY WOULD WE EVEN HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THAT.
[Short pause]
YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS. OF COURSE THERE WERE GRAVEYARD EXECUTORS NEAR THE HACKED SUITS. I SENT THEM THERE TO HELP WITH THEIR DISABLING. HOW EXACTLY WOULD ARMED OPERATIVES HACK A HUNDRED POLICE SUITS.
[Very long pause, probably an explanation]
WONDERFUL. WELL NOT LIKE WE SHOULD CARE. JUST ANOTHER ANNOYANCE.
[Short pause]
I'LL KEEP IN TOUCH.

[And with that, she cuts the communication channel, before grumbling to herself]

I HATE MEDIA.