RPG World of Remnant => The Vale Region => Topic started by: ArosFarron on September 29, 2016, 07:51:10 PM
Title: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: ArosFarron on September 29, 2016, 07:51:10 PM
After making sure everything was set up correctly, her hired actors in place of threats and enemies were around the city at key locations, Merletta waited on the arrival platform. She lit a small cigarette and watched students travel to different ships. God, I remember why I hated visiting this school. Allowing any years to go on a mission like this. They might think twice about this. But, if their weapons are interesting, they might have my attention. She took a puff and looked at the roster she was given. They all seemed reasonable but she still did not trust any of them. She shook her head and reached into the ship. She took a dufflebag out and activated her semblance to create a smoke screen around her as she changed into her Huntress outfit. Once she was dressed, her black feathered cloak blowing in the wind, she took another puff from her cigarette and waited. "Lets hope they're not late. I payed the buggers by the hour." She grunted as she took a couple maps out of her pocket.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Asterisk on September 29, 2016, 07:53:46 PM
Arriving at the airship pad fully ready for combat, Strelka just said, "Harbinger, reporting in."
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Th3King0fChaos on September 29, 2016, 08:17:21 PM
Once Cherry arrived she was ready for combat, her adjusts her gauntlets and once she made it in sight she said as she took off her mask, "Cherry Rockwell here".
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Vox Machinae on September 29, 2016, 09:01:59 PM
Rose made her way to the docks, bouncing one of Sacky Hak's bean bags as she walked while eating her burrito. She missed lunch, after all, and she was a hungry girl. Or was it breakfast? Breakfast. It was definitely breakfa-
IT WAS BREAKFAST. Bereft of burrito, since she had never acquired one, damn machinations of fate, Rose turned from the docks, and made her way to one of the many stands from the Vytal Festival, bought her burrito, and went back toward the docks, happily chewing on her food with one hand while she pulled a Sak out of her backpack to begin bouncing it. Breakfast was saved. ... Or was it lunch? It was. It was definitely lun-
IT WAS LUNCH! Hungry from her burrito she ate hours ago, or stashed in her backpack, Rose rubbed her stomach, turning to the cafeteria. Didn't she just leave there? She did. She had nachos. She looked down at the nachos. She didn't remember getting nachos, but she didn't remember many things. She took a bite of the burrito, looking up at the docks. It was a good burrito, the best thing she had eaten since breakfast. Or was it brunch?
... No. That was stupid. Beacon didn't have brunch. Or linner. Rose rubbed her stomach. She hadn't eaten since linner, and it was almost time for supper. What sounded good? Rose pulled her backpack around, opening it and looking at her options. Burrito. Burrito. Burrito. Burrito. Burrito. Pot brownie. Burrito. Pot burrito.
She decided. It was an easy decision. She would have nachos for breakfast. Again. Before she headed to the docks to meet with-
Rose froze. "... I'm, like... an idiot..."
The mission was tomorr-yesterd-today, and Rose's head hurt.
Fucking Paradox. There was no burrito, no bouncing of a Sak, and no cheery hungry Rose as she made her way to the docks, before pulling a joint out of her pocket and lighting it as she took a spot next to the angry bitchy-looking lady bringing them. She took a long drag, closing her eyes as she slowly let it out. "Like... 'sup... You're, like, Merletta, right?"
Rose yawned.
"Rohese Alexandria Stachelig," she gave a sleepy wave, "and not the one who works here. That's another Rose Stachelig."
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: snaketicus on September 30, 2016, 12:29:07 AM
Fionn brought the cigarette up to his mouth and began to chew on it in frustration as he frantically searched the deep pockets of his long coat. Fionn was very very late to something quite important. He'd heard of a place of employment and employment was what he desired. A few extra bucks in the pocket quickly becomes a few extra drags into the lungs. The problem right now though, as he began to search the folds of his satchel, was the lack of drags he was taking. He had forgotten his lighter at home in the rush.
As he walked and walked, his feet hitting the occasional puddle in the sidewalk, he silently cursed all known deities and man-made gods. Even as he gave himself another pat-down like the addict he was he somehow managed to keep a straight and calm expression upon his face. Some deep part of the man was glad that no one he knew was nearby.
As he chewed the end of the cancer-stick he thought back on what had lead him to walk towards the docks. Somehow information had passed down to him about someone wanting... something..? Ah damn, the lack of nicotine was clouding his mind. He probably had dark circles around his eyes. He sighed slightly, keeping the calm expression, as his destination came into view. Fionn saw several other Hunters and Huntresses there, signalling his lateness to all.
The man waved towards the one in the raven-like attire, assuming her to be the one organising the whole shebang. As he walked closer, the sword upon his back swaying with every step, he took the destroyed cigarette from his mouth and pointed at the smoking woman. "You wouldn't happen to have a light, Ma'am, would you..?" Fionn asked in an expectant monotone.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: ArosFarron on September 30, 2016, 12:38:37 AM
Handing the newcomer a match, Merletta took a puff and threw the cigarette to the floor, rubbing it out with her shoe. "As much as I resent doing this. I was asked by your headmaster to take on a mission with me. A company has had some important documents stolen in an act of industrial espionage. I have the location of where the criminals are. Just follow me and don't lag behind. You will refer to me as Ms. Yoru during the mission. Once it is over, you are to report to your headmaster and inform him what you have learned. Now get in, and make sure you put out all cigarettes before we fly off. Any questions." She sighed, her British accent sounding annoyed and amused. She fiddled with the two Thorn pistols on her belt. "Once we land, you will have assigned roles. Follow them and you will succeed, ignore them and you miss the point of the mission. As much as I hate to say it, teamwork will be your biggest ally here. I know the group we are messing with. If you can not work together, leave now, if not, get in and buckle up.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Asterisk on September 30, 2016, 12:40:35 AM
Nodding, Strelka wordlessly got into one of the seats and buckled herself in.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Th3King0fChaos on September 30, 2016, 07:26:39 AM
Cherry said with a nod to the raven like woman, "Understood Ms.Yoru". Then cherry started to walk over to the airship and was thinking of what could be the dangers that lied ahead. When she started to reach the conclusion that there was too many she shook her head and took a seat. Cherry started to buckle in and found the woman in the airship with her sat this moment doesn't say much, this might be even harder than expected.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Vox Machinae on October 01, 2016, 02:41:57 PM
Ah, Rose thought, so she's one of those Huntresses...
She finished her joint and dropped it, crushing it with her boot and feeling much better than she did just after nearly hanging herself with her own closed time-like curve, but really not looking forward to dealing with this woman. The question was whether this woman was being tested pending adjustment of her hunter licenses, or if Rose and her fellow students were being tested on their ability to deal with incompetent leadership. Didn't matter, it was points, and after sleeping through an exam, specifically during the exam, in the room, so she couldn't somehow Discontinuity out of it, Rose could use all the points she could get.
"So, like..." Rose pulled her arm out of a strap and swung Sacky Hak's backpack around to her front while she climbed in, glancing back at Merletta. "The mission parameters, like, said the contact would be giving the briefing. Was, like, that it, or is there a proper briefing, like... during the ride? Zone of engagement? Enemy, like, disposition and stuff? Whose stuff we're, like, gettin' back, and is it, like, search and retrieval or scorched earth?"
Rose frowned. Stolen blueprints would probably have already been copied by now, making a data breach mitigation less likely of a cause than just straight up punishing the thieves. Unless this is something that wasn't backed up, making the victimized corporation either stupid... or their objective something that was off the books. But the mission was being handled through the school, leaving a record, making the likelihood of this being a black operation somewhere between slim and none. Unless...
Her realization hit while she was buckling in. "... Oooooh, this is your first time in a command role, isn't it?" Rose nodded sagely, pulling a small, thin paperback out of her backpack. Hunter Combat Field Operations Handbook, Fifteenth Edition was cleanly visible on the cover. "'Kay, here's hoping you, like, at least read the files on us and assign roles, like, suited to our abilities instead of, like, randomly puttin' a striker on recon or trying to get a scout to do see-see." Rose yawned. "But you look Big Rose's age, so you'll probably, like..." Rose trailed off, looking down at her book. A ton of what-ifs ran through her head, and she looked up. "... So, how does an archer using girls' panties as target practice explain Atlas, anyway?"
She froze. She did it again.
"... Nevermind."
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: snaketicus on October 01, 2016, 09:48:30 PM
Fionn nodded his head silently as he took the match from the woman, thumbing it in his hand for but a moment. He struck it against the crossbar of his blade, muttered a thank you, and lit a cigarette. The man took a long drag as he listened to his apparent superior detail the mission... wait, where were the details..? Fionn saw her flapping her lips and telling them to obey but failed to hear her give anything beyond that. Tactics and plans, where were they? To be honest he felt somewhat insulted by her attitude, though her pride was admirable in some respects. Maybe the man was simply too used to long documents detailing exactly how his employers wanted a man to die, maybe he was too used to working alone.
A blank slate was his face, a rush of thoughts was his mind. One cannot simply tell others to have faith in each other and teamwork before treating them as mere trash. Even in the military an attempt to establish a bond is there; you are not your superiors equal but you are not dirt to them.
The man looked to those he was to work alongside and, to his astonishment, they simply followed as she said. Fionn was used to falling in line himself but he couldn't help but wonder about their own inexperience; surely they knew the signs of a good leader? Well, enough time thinking. The man took the tobacco from his mouth and was about to speak out before the tall one spoke up:
"So, like..." Rose pulled her arm out of a strap and swung Sacky Hak's backpack around to her front while she climbed in, glancing back at Merletta. "The mission parameters, like, said the contact would be giving the briefing. Was, like, that it, or is there a proper briefing, like... during the ride? Zone of engagement? Enemy, like, disposition and stuff? Whose stuff we're, like, gettin' back, and is it, like, search and retrieval or scorched earth?"
The man sighed, butted the cigarette, and put it back into his pack. "I apologize for speaking out of turn but I must agree with my temporary comrade here; we need a little more to go on." Fionn listened to the last of what the tall one had to say, moving closer to the craft as she spoke insults and nonsense. The man felt a certain respect for people who could speak their mind, even if this one didn't seem that intelligent. He took Jenny off of his shoulder and swung it around to rest tip-down between his legs as he sat.
The man could feel a chill in the air as he buckled up.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: ArosFarron on October 01, 2016, 10:04:24 PM
Once everyone boarded the ship, Merletta pulled brown folders out of her bag and handed one to each of the students. "You wanted a mission briefing well, here you go. The mission we have is what most would consider a black mission, however the files that were stolen are actually well known to the public. They're research notes on a new type of medicine. The true prize that was "stolen" were the two scientists that worked on the notes. Because of this, it is a snatch and grab style mission. We will go in, get the hostages, and get out with as few casualties as possible. We will be landing about an hour's walk from the compound the thieves are hiding out at. Now, due to the nature of this mission, it must be done under the cover of darkness. Inside the folders are dossiers on each of the key players and a full blueprint of the building. Study them now, once we land, we will go over plans of attack." She instructed as the ship took off and began the flight to the mission site. "Any questions?"
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Asterisk on October 02, 2016, 02:09:49 AM
Taking the folder, Strelka raised her hand. "Uhm... Is this a training exercise?" She looked around, then down at herself before looking back up again. "None of us look... well... dressed I guess? For a clandestine mission I mean. Except for that guy maybe." She pointed to Fionn. "Uhh... I think I kinda might understand like... why you might not have told us details, but uh, a list of what to bring might have prepared us better? Maybe? I um... think? Unless that were the point of the mission I mean. If this mission were important, why didn't you hire better people like... I dunno... Abigail Hunter or something? She could probably do this by herself. Makes me think that this is a learning trip. Don't get me wrong though, if this is an exercise I'm like... Okay with like..." Great, now she was talking like the other girl. "I'm okay with going, just let me um..." She took her large sword with her gun in it off her back and tossed it towards the rear of the ship with a clatter. She then took off her rocket greaves and threw those to the back too with a loud CLUNK. Opening and re-opening her fingers still inside her spiked gauntlets while crossing her legs, she said, "There. Better. I just need these."
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Th3King0fChaos on October 04, 2016, 08:14:50 AM
Cherry goes to take the folder she was given and says with a slight nod, "Thank you ma'am". Cherry felt the front of the folder then opened it to start reading it. She had some questions, but she knew it would be easier to find them through going into the mission. She just wonders most of all, who could be so bold to do this and how they were so easily found inside of Vale. Whoever they are, they must be either very clumsy, or very bold.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Vox Machinae on October 04, 2016, 11:26:18 AM
"Black ops usually don't have, like, stealth gear if Hunters are involved due to the tendency of Hunters to be noisy by nature. It just becomes, like, a matter of sterilizing the area. But since we're, like, students who didn't sign up for murder, Yoru will probably, like, handle silencing the opposition's, like, witnesses and stuff." Opening her folder and not even thinking about her casual discussion of mass killing, despite being pretty sure Merletta was just setting them up on a training mission. She did, however, feel herself slip a little. And fall. Falling was definitely a thing she felt for a moment.
And that was not a now thing.
"Merletta," Rose said, not even caring about the Ms Yoru bullshit, "What kind of opposition are we up against, because, like, I'm pretty sure getting shot down isn't part of our plan..."
The old woman who stood in the fields of Vale's agricultural district had other plans, as she watched a countdown on the holographic display of her personal terminal. Her dirty white doctor's coat fluttered in the wind, and the ground was soft under her bare feet, but she paid the environment little mind. Her focus was entirely on the dossiers of the five people in the transport. What was it called. Bullhead?
A stupid name, typical of the Vytali.
Just like the students, and their Huntress instructor. She looked over each name, pausing only momentarily over Rose's to confirm that it was, in fact, the younger of the Stacheligs and that damnable aura weapon wasn't on the field. She looked up only when the timer hit zero, to look at the small dot in the sky.
"Radicance."
The armored woman rose from the wheat surrounding them, raising her rocket launcher but waiting for the signal.
Doctor Shiphah Fresno gave a rare, thin-lipped smile. "Bring it down."
Radicance was only too happy to comply. "Boom."
An explosion. From where the Huntress and students were sitting, it was a lurch in the aircraft, and a deafening bang, preceded only by a short cry of terror from the pilots before said pilots were a fine red mist flying back into the students' faces like the shrapnel from what used to be the front of the transport. The cockpit was gone, and uncontrolled, the Bullhead they were in began to tilt downward...
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: ArosFarron on October 06, 2016, 09:48:10 PM
As the bullhead lurched down into a nose dive, Merletta instinctively tried to reach out to the children. "Hold on children. This not going to end well." She tried to use her smoke to protect the students as the ship crashed. The bullhead landed upside down as pieces landed around them. Upon impact, Merletta unbuckled, a small gash along her side, and began moving rubble. She winced in pain as she made an exit for the students. She crouched over to each of them, as sparks and fire spread. "Sound off if your alive." She struggled to say as she held her side, blood seeping onto her hand.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Asterisk on October 06, 2016, 10:00:58 PM
There was no response from Strelka.
Sitting closest to the front, once the ship was hit by the rocket and she with a half face-full of intestine and shrapnel to which her aura blocked, she had immediately torn her seat-belt off, then pushed off the corner of one of the seats. Sliding downwards, she caught Dread Trigger before falling out the open front, firing her gun downwards and cushioning her fall with the explosion from a Flare round before doing a barrel roll on the field.
Guess this really isn't just a training exercise. Perhaps not anymore.
Crouching while hidden in the wheat and moving towards the nearby crash, peeling off the remains of her seatbelt, she looked towards the general direction she had felt the rocket hit from, weapon at ready while she waited for the others to recover. If they were still alive.
Cover your bases Strelka. And what's left of theirs.
The first missile was just for grounding the ship. There was always a second one for a direct hit. Likely a third. Possibly even more. Possibly from multiple locations. Definitely always people, whoever they were. The White Fang? Another organization? These thoughts, composed through instinct, went by in a small fraction of a second. Too late. A grenade hit the crash. These people, whomever they were, were skilled.
This is fucked up, I'm calling in the cavalry.
Still looking outwards for any more grenades or attackers, and listening for any from other directions, she reached into her pocket on the side of her shirt and pulled out a device before sticking it in her ear. Nothing but a low hum. "Fuck!" Their communications were being jammed.
[Aura: 88%]
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Th3King0fChaos on October 06, 2016, 10:09:22 PM
Cherry was relatively unhurt when the ship exploded, just some shrapnel that her aura caught other than that she rode the whole time in her seat then when the ship finally came to a crash, she unbuckled and started to put on her mask. Cherry then said in a stern voice, "Alive, so this isn't a walk in the park". Cherry walks over to Merletta and tried to see if she could help.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: snaketicus on October 06, 2016, 10:51:41 PM
Fionn was scared deep down.
Very very scared.
When the rocket had hit his mind had frozen for a short moment before his cold exterior had taken over, overriding his terror like an operating system booting up. It was as if time had slowed down as he felt the slow lurch of the flying vehicles descent, falling through the air like a shot bird. Yes, the bird was wounded and bleeding out across the sky. The man was so fixated and cold he hardly noticed the bits of brain and organ splattered across his coat. He stood from his seat and held steadfast again the walls of the craft, ripping the belt and harness away in hysteria. He was going to escape no matter what. As he stood he looked up and found himself staring coldly into the eyes of the mission leader. She was going to sacrifice herself he realised.
"Ah... Better her than me."
The man stared her in the eyes as they fell with his unnaturally cold expression; there was simply nothing there. No terror shown across his unassuming face, for it was all bottled inside. But his coldness was not competence and his lurching from his seat would cause him great pain as the ship crashed, throwing him to the back. Fionn was conscious through it all, however.
"Sound off if your alive."
Fionn heard this as he stood slowly from the rubble, holding his injured back. He could feel a warm trickle of blood running down his forehead from scratching and gashes. The man slowly stood up to look down at... the leader.
Oh, she had lived.
Fionn looked down upon her and studied her injuries, judging them to be worse than his own. "Do you need a hand up?" He asked, offering her his shoulder in his cold monotone.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Vox Machinae on October 10, 2016, 03:04:09 PM
Sorry this took a while. Illness, and setup shenanigans for Cutepocalypse got in the way. Also had to ask Aros something, but I can work around that.
Lil Rose stumbled out of the wreckage, looking around in a daze. "I'm, like, 'kay an'-" A sudden surge of pain snapped Rose back to reality as her leg was bro- That didn't happen. She lifted the offending limb, moving her knee. It was fine. For now.
But the student was very nervous as she checked her backpack, making sure Sacky Hak was going to be ready.
"Ah, Merletta Yoru." An old woman in a lab coat, baggy pants, and bikini top rose into view from the crest of a hill looking down at the crashed Bullhead, her arms wide. "It's been ever so long since we met last. Perhaps you might remember me."
The woman sneered, snapping her fingers as two more figures, both in heavy combat armor, crested the hill. A man and a woman, the man wielding a rifle with a long, sword-like bayonet, the woman with bulky gauntlets and a grenade launcher.
"Your carpet-munching friend Samantha certainly had a lot to say about you, back then..."
The armored man looked at the armored woman, nodding down at the students and the Huntress. "Two for me, two for you, eh?"
"If you want," was her only response.
The doctor between them just spat, turning away. "Handle it however you want. The Rav just wants you two experienced against Hunter tactics. Leave the Huntress to me, and I don't care if you do your little divide and conquer tactics until you're moss and dirt." She looked back over her shoulder, her sneer gone. "Vytali Hunter students. Meet Radicance and Hedora. You're gonna get very familiar, real soon."
It was the only warning they got before the rifle and grenade launcher rose, a hail of bullets and another grenade like the one that brought down their transport making staying still a very bad idea.
Holding still like Lil Rose, and getting blasted six feet away by the force of the grenade was certainly one of the bad ones.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: ArosFarron on October 11, 2016, 09:32:20 PM
As the grenade went off, Merletta stumbled back. She recognized the voice as she stumbled out of the Bullhead. "Fresno. I should have known you would have been the one to shoot us down." She exclaimed angrily as she grabbed the handle of her pistol, her other hand on her side. "Last time we met, I remember that you were in a fit of rage after we destroyed that illegal breed pool of yours. How did that turn out after all." She winced in pain slightly before having a sly smile on her face. There was a fury in her eyes. "Kids, this is who we call a Bitch. Someone who wants to play god and create life because she can do nothing else then that due to her need to feel loved. Poor little Fresno was never loved as a child. Don't pity her. She does not know what she is." She quickly pulled out Thorn and fired one shot at Fresno. "Don't you lay a finger on these students. I might not care much about adults, but these kids are my responsibility. If you want to hurt them, then you will have to go through me." She was serious but knew she could not fight for long as the blood trickled down her side.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Asterisk on October 16, 2016, 04:23:08 PM
From the side, Strelka fired an explosive flare round at the woman with the grenade launcher.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Th3King0fChaos on October 18, 2016, 09:43:40 AM
Cherry stands behind Merletta then, as the first fire is shot, Cherry waited for an order to be called. She is scared, but her mask didn't show it, however, her hands are visibly shaking. She was afraid of what might happen, this isn't just normal training or a surprise, this is actual combat. Lives are on the line, and she was terrified of this.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: snaketicus on October 20, 2016, 01:47:04 AM
Dodge, the mans brain screamed at him.
And dodge he did.
The man rolled out of the way of the blast and behind a piece of crashed bullhead as he heard the maniacs above and the oh-so courteous leader of the mission speaking to each other. Just what in the fuck was this mission? This was not what the man had signed up for in the damned slightest. Fionn, the keen man he was however, knew opportunity and value when he saw it. A back and forth like that showed him that Ms. Merletta had answers to the many, many question that he would pose.
This gave her quite a lot of value.
Fionn thought back briefly to the seconds before the crash and back on his own thoughts at the time. Why had he been so willing to allow a sacrifice simply due to a grim turn of events? To have done such a thing was reckless, he should've realized that she'd be important at least in identifying who the hell had shot at them. Had he been that panicked?
Panic must be purged from the mind.
If he let himself become panicked over something such as that he was no better than the common street trash he looked down upon.
Jumping forth from his cowardly position the man stood beside the Yoru lady, pulled Roulette from his belt, changed ammo types, and let loose three shots of explosive ammunition aimed in the direction of these new adversaries. As he did so he activated his semblance. In this burning wreckage, crouching down, and distorting his image he hoped to heavily throw off the aim of his opponents. Hiding the presence of Yoru didn't hurt either.
Fionn pulled the cylinder from his massive revolver, shoved in three more volatile rounds, and turned to Merletta. "Madame Yoru, I highly suggest we move from here." Fionn began to slip his free hand into hers, hoping to pull her to her feet. "You owe us too many answers to die here, Ms."
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Vox Machinae on October 26, 2016, 01:49:25 PM
Fresno had casually raised her hand when Merletta raised her weapon, her aura flaring when the bullets were fired. Predictable, she thought, watching Merletta and Fionn's rounds slow and stop. Slowly, she looked back at Merletta, and smiled, letting the bullets drop as she terminated the dust pattern. "The new strain of Guardian beast is performing admirably in the field. Despite the setback caused by you and your girlfriend." Slowly, casually, she knelt and touched the ground, and her aura suddenly flared again. "... Ask her when I'm done with you."
The only warning Merletta had was suddenly feeling as if Shiphrah Fresno was in the ground under her feet before the roots and stalks of the immature wheat surrounding them suddenly, and explosively, grew and entangled her.
The two students near her didn't get much chance to help as Hedora surged forward, his boot catching Fionn's jaw despite his illusion and sending him flying back toward the bullhead in a flash of light and surge of unnatural force. He swung his bayonet at Cherry, the tip barely grazing past the nose of her mask, spinning and kicking her in the gut to send her stumbling into Fionn with the same flash and force. "Heeeeey, kids." The soldier held his rifle casually as he started approaching them, raising it to point at the two students. "I'm gonna need you both to do me a solid, and not stand there and die. Okay?" It was a casual conversation, for someone who immediately opened fire.
Radicance was significantly less well-mannered as Strelka's flare round flew at her, only to be deflected by an unseen force and whiz past her and explode against the ground a good distance behind her. "Nope," was all she said as she fired a grenade against the ground between them, the explosion kicking up a large cloud of smoke and dust. "Not that easy." Casually, with one hand while she walked toward where Lil Rose had fallen, Radicance fired four grenades in rapid succession from her launcher at Strelka, each taking a slightly different trajectory thanks to the distortion field generated by her semblance. It was noisy enough to get Lil Rose's attention, her beanie perking up as her ears did and she figured getting out of the way was a good idea, running behind the wreckage of the bullhead to prepare an ambush.
Fresno just took a moment to watch the two engage the students, casually walking toward a held and relatively hopeless Merletta with a smile on her face as she reached into her pocket. "Typical Vytali bitch," she said, spitting in Merletta's face, watching the saliva roll down the Hunter's cheek. "My research was illegal, but it was necessary to protect my people. From the Monsters. From the Demons. And from you."
Calloused fingers pulled something from the pocket. A seed.
"... And that's why I took so much pleasure from executing your dyke girlfriend, you ignorant Vytali cunt." Without any mercy or gentleness, the doctor took hold of Merletta's jaw, forcing her mouth open and jamming the seed and her fingers to the back of Merletta's throat as a tingling feeling robbed her of strength in her jaw muscles. "Shhhhh, shhhhh, shhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Doctor Fresno shushed, listening to Merletta gag, "Don't get any ideas about finally having another woman's fingers inside you, you disgusting abomination. Just swallow the seed..." She paused, and closed her eyes and sighed. "... Right. Phrasing. ... Might as well own it, I suppose. Swallow the seed for once."
The old woman seemed amused with herself when the seed slid down the Hunter's throat, and she stepped back, arms crossed. Smiling. Cocky.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: ArosFarron on October 27, 2016, 07:29:21 PM
Merletta coughed as the seed was shoved down her throat. She spit on the ground near Fresno. "Don't you dare talk about Samantha. She was more of a woman then you will ever be." She shouted, tears starting to show as the news about Sam started to take hold. She clinched her fist as she struggled to get free of the vines holding her in place. After a couple minutes, she gave up and holstered Thorn. "Fionn, take Edge and switch it into Bolt Caster configuration, use it to get you and the rest of the kids out of here. Fresno, your fight is with me. I give myself willingly just let the kids go. They have done nothing wrong." Merletta was unusually calm and somber, almost as if she was regretting everything. "Funny, Sam always wanted me to look after others. Just let them be Fresno. Haven't you taken enough, first Kenneth, now Sam. Please just let them grow to be who they are born to be."
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: Th3King0fChaos on October 27, 2016, 08:58:16 PM
As Cherry saw everything kick off she literally got kicked off, her feet. She felt herself hit another person behind her. She felt that one and started to get up and when she did she kicked off and away from the hail of bullets that was about to hit her. She then readies for the soldier to come at her. She lost her old fear, her new fear is death, and today she doesn't want to die.
Title: Re: Stolen Mission. (Closed)
Post by: snaketicus on October 27, 2016, 10:35:20 PM