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I'm still here too, just having a heck of a time trying to break in..sorry >.<
If you want, I can stir something up with you flamelord :D
Little rusty, but hopefully I got her usual demenour across :3
Reeza's up!
As the orders came down that the GEAR pilots were ready to deploy, Reeza Whiteflash, the borderlands Miitia turned LDF pilot was keeping herself entertained with a tiny handheld gaming device. The CO had requested the pilots be located and brought to her attention for deployment. While some of the other members may have been able to blend in, Reeza did her best to make sure she was rarely missed. Bright pink pigtails, a dye made in the borderlands, tied up in a pair of pigtails was her standard style. Alongside her Fuzzy Militia bandanna, far from standard combat attire. Her scorched red combat boots, and sort-of issued cargo pants were close enough to the norm to pass. The sleeveless shirt proudly displaying the latest show she'd attented. "The Machine gun blues," was a little closer to a questionable. Reeza always seemed to skate the line for another reprimand, however, they sometimes worried what Reeza would wear just to spite the higher-ups, besides, the unit she was finally re-assigned to rarely gave her flack on her dress code anyways.

"Wait, tryin' to catch dis stupid monstah!" The white furred with bright pink pigtailed ferret chirped as she heard her orders to deploy echoed through the carrier. As Reeza realized everyone was waiting for her to take action, she grumbled, closing the shell of her video game system. Slipping it into the pocket of her cargo pants. The remaining member of the Fuzzy Militia grinned as she picked up her blade.

"Allright! Reeza been gettin' bored!" Reeza picked up the familiar leather jacket, well loved by it's previous owner. The emblem of the LDF proudly displayed alongside various other patches she'd acquired through her adventures. The original identification patch, denoting the owner of the jacket as "Kommanda" was followed by a bright yellow patch of a cracked smiley face, the identifer of the Fuzzy Militia proudly displayed underneath. On the back of the jacket, the Icon proudly grinned back, challenging all who dared stand against the self-appointed "Punk Rock Ninja". Reeza watched as Pandora was prepped for launch, her GEAR may have been lacking some of the cutting edge artillary that many Military GEARS were rocking, however, she was never discounted with her knack with her blades. She had a knack for getting close range to the gun wielding GEARS, rendering their salvo's useless. Of course Pandora had it's own long range defense, but Reeza preferred the XF-Blades concealed in the GEAR's fins.

Reeza slipped her leather jacket on as she met with her GEAR's deployment crew. They all knew Reeza was Ex-Militia, they were shocked to see a girl much younger then the rumored pilot of Pandora. The closest, a feline, smiled nervously as Reeza stepped to the loading platform. "Allright Reeza, since you were moved from rapid deploy we need to do a quick test of Pandora to make sure she's still good. I need you to do a quick cycle of all base weapons, scanners, and we are good to deploy."

Reeza acknowledged as she hopped into the "head" of Pandora. "Allright Reeza, check bay 2-13, we have loaded and confirmed ammo caches." The metal pod's that lined the fins of Pandora slid open, then closed. Confirming her payload. "Allright perfect, run a sensor, cloak and your screamer checks. Reeza flipped her camo to active, there was a soft shimmer of Pandora as it's active camo engaged.

"All sensors good! Testin' XF blades." Reeza grabbed the pseudo-hilt in Pandora's cabin. As the heavy steel panel's slid away, the razor sharp teeth of Pandora's blades appeared. "Firin' XF engine!" As the soft hum began to reverb, the teeth began to crackle, power surged through the fins. "XF Okie!" Reeza grinned as she slid the panels back into place. "Okie Pandora, you ready to go?" As Reeza took the control rods, Pandora began to shudder, the GEAR's jaw opened, unleashing a roar that shook the loading bay. "That's Reeza's girl! Let's do it!" As Pandora stomped out, she realized that using the roar in a small place like that would mean a few ringing ears and maybe another citation when she returned. "way to go stupid..." Reeza chided herself as she readied for the mission.

Pandora left the steel protection of the cruiser with a thud, Reeza paused to wait for her new comrade's to meet with Silver. She grinned in her usual trouble-making fasion as she opened comms to Blade. "Hey Blade! You always brin' a girl to the nicest places! Nice to be back wit' ya!"
I'm hoping having my girl believe SEEDS was a publisher didn't overstep anything then!
Phew, just making sure I didn't miss a critical plot point! >.<
Sorry! When you mnetioned the girls will have no knowledge of their powers. I assumed that meant their involvement or knowledge of seed is the same. I can do a quick edit if I misunderstood.
Hey guys, sorry! Muse was a little under the weather and was plugged up on ideas. Got things rolling again! The End has appeared! As well as Asyr./
Asyr watched quietly as Damon left into the crowd to assist the police.

She was to rally support, how? She was a depowered, rapidly dying heroine. How could she help anyone? As she noticed the police were bringing in those injured in the riots to a makeshift triage center. Asyr noticed there was a lack of medical personnel to the injured. Limping over, she tapped a paramedic on the shoulder. The man, he was older,and weathered but he was working harder then most in the group turned.

"You injured lady? Your upright, you take a seat." Asyr shook her head.

"No, I'm allright, well I'm injured but can I help? I know a little first aid" The man looked a little stunned before responding.

"Yea girl, grab those bandages. Wrap what you can, if they're lacerated and you can't staunch the blood. Call me to stitch then I'll suture, then you wrap." Asyr nodded as she began to bandage the wounded. As she moved to her next subject, a scrap of paper fell out of her pocket. The number from that strange heroine who ran past her.

An idea came into her mind, she quickly sent a text to the heroine. "This is Asyr, I need to send a message. Come to the police HQ immediately!"

She grinned to herself as she realized that without her powers, the armor could still be used to send a message....maybe it could send The End back to where he came from...
The End watched quietly over the monitors of the city. A large red number counted down overhead. He was waiting...but maybe it was time to thin the herds a little. There were more heroes crawling out of the woodwork that needed dealing with.

One gateway later, the End stood on the city streets. His anti-matter cannon ready. "Come on, let's get this started...."
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