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Collector spot and I'll try to make a Fragmented sheet too

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~~~~~~Port Royal - Calm Seas / Rocky Reef - Trident Hull/Bow~~~~~~

The decimation of the Birugs as well as the now fleeing Gummi Ship clearly wasn’t something the Scientist wanted to see. Though he had watched the screen before him, the same monitor which showed the basic outline of what happened, represented by dots that is, Nomis still could work out much about what happened from the information sent back from the Ship’s own sensors. The combined energy that was used to destroy the cage that had formed over the ship was something no ordinary person could do, not unless they knew exactly how the innards of the Birugs, the Taint Gears, worked. And judging by the familiar readings of electrical, solar, and crystalline formations in the air, it was clear who the culprits were.

Through gritted teeth, the anger from Nomis immediately spread through the surrounding metal he stood upon. While the large communication tower shook, it wasn’t the new structure that was to be used by the Scientist, it was that of the hull itself. Tearing away from the ship in whole pieces, some of the much heavier and massive outer layers of the ship rose into the air above Nomis, the older man simply focusing his rage filled gaze towards the now dropping Gummi Ship, watching as it landed in the ocean before slowly puttering along, the ship definitely not as effective on water as it was in the air.

It was only then that the huge walls of metal began to move through the air, the faint dark haze around them the only sign that something was controlling them, the panels soon speeding up before they came crashing down into the ocean ahead of the Gummi Ship. As more of the panels landed to further create this curved wall as a way to stop those within the ship, the sudden addition of the panels weight to the ocean was an added concern, the waves now much bigger and violent than they were moments ago. And almost as if supposedly planned to do just that. From the point of the panels crashing, the large waves grew bigger and more frequent with each new panel, and each new wave further adding to those ahead of them, further pushing back towards the stranded Airship.

As if things couldn’t be any worse for those within the Gummi Ship, future events soon would prove them wrong, as back on the Airship’s hull a simple pulling motion from Nomis’ free hand soon caused the wall of metal out in the ocean to begin moving, this time back towards its Master, dragging anything unfortunately caught in its pull.

~~~~~~Port Royal - Calm Seas / Hallways of Trident Warship~~~~~~

The sounds of Shinto launching himself through the sealed corridors grew louder with every new doorway he ripped his way past, the sealed air within these hallways rushing past the telekinetic man as he passed through, the further he got through the place the more he seemed to arrive at the more damaged areas of the ship. The corridors grew more twisted and buckled, many of the doors having been lodged into awkward positions making them worthless to open naturally, though signs of some of dents pointing outwards into the hall itself was clearly enough to show those, who took the time to see, that something still tried to leave their rooms.

With Shinto passing past such doors it would have been difficult to take notice unless he already knew, the rushing air past him probably also masking the dull sound of thumping. However the sudden eruption of one such door from its frame was something Shinto could not miss even if he tried. Rushing out just as the man arrived, the large Abomination creature swung its distained claws at Shinto as if trying to pin the man to the wall, the monster's wriggling tendril mouth and singular eye watching the man carefully, while further back along the corridor the sound of now rapid ramming into metal doors grew louder and more frequent.

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~~~~~~Port Royal - Calm Seas / Rocky Reef - Trident Hull/Bow~~~~~~

Power was being stretched thin once again. Though he was still busy working on clearing up the message sent to him, Nomis still took time to monitor the progress of the Birugs he had sent off to deal with the new arrivals on the hull. While the screen revealed the quickness in which each of the Birugs appeared to be dealt with, the echoing sounds of explosions from further down the length of the ship was the real indicator to how things were going. Yet it still didn’t seem to faze Nomis, the man soon adding more power to the array even when it meant weakening the bubble-like shield that surrounded the outskirts of the reef and everything within it.

Swiping his hand once more, sending a handful more of the Birugs to the source of the fighting, Nomis’ attention came fully back to the screen, the message once more repeating, this time much clearer than before.

This is Thyia, message rece….. Master Clacverk. Ilios is being informed this second. Additional informati…has also bee...re.eived and examined. Estim……..time of available Lyphemus class ship to locati…is that...four hours, 14 minu…tr..smission end.

It was at that moment the shield of energy rippled throughout its surface, as if something had struck it suddenly. Glancing to the distance, Nomis’ eyes glared at the sight of a Gummi Ship, something no ordinary person would have means to owning, even those confiscated by the Empire usually had some kind of markings, yet it was clear this was not the case. At full operation something so small wouldn’t have even gotten close to the outer shields, the weapons more than capable of obliterating the tiny ship, something like this only being possible with the event of the crash and the drain in power by just keeping the basic systems online.

"Hey, get back!" Roared a voice from the newly arrived ship, the weapons latched onto its sides suddenly firing before a series of loud explosions echoed louder from the source of the fighting, and coming in time with the immediate deletion of the red Birug dots on the second screen.

Things were beginning to get out of hand, and that was something Nomis was not going to allow again. Already the scientist was busy with the console the message came through, the green text soon reappearing to tell its user that the actions were immediately done.

...Command(Lyphemus System Re-Order):

Power Distribution Order (Previous):

Enabled

(1)Internal Carbon Dioxide Converters
(2)Internal Magnetic Locks (Floor 12 - Sections A1/E9)
(3)Internal Magnetic Locks (Floors 1/11, Floors 13/20)
(4)Internal Sensors
(5)T.R.I.D.E.N.T Class C Shield Emitters
(6)Central Processing
(7)Long Range Communications Array
(8)Short Range Communications Array
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Power Distribution Order(Current)

Enabled

(1)T.R.I.D.E.N.T Class C Shield Emitters
(2)Long Range Communications Array
(3)Central Processing
(4)External Sensors
(5)Secondary Weapons

Disabled

(6)Internal Carbon Dioxide Converters
(7)Internal Magnetic Locks (Floor 12 - Sections A1/E9, Automatic Sealing)
(8)Internal Magnetic Locks (Floors 1/11, Floors 13/20, Automatic Sealing)
(9)Internal Sensors
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The first thing to be noticed was that of the shield. What had once been completely invisible suddenly shimmered into existence, the light blue energy that made it up now much clearer, tinting everything that laid beyond the shield in the brighter colour. While the rest of the functions wouldn’t be as noticeable unless used, the way the shield seemed that much more stable was the important part of the reordering.

It was now that Nomis finally turned his sights down towards the back of the ship, the vague sight of what appeared to be the Gummi Ship already having landed during the time he was busy enacting the new commands. The Birugs he had sent down were nothing but scrap and gears now, he could sense it as he raised his clawed hand in their direction, and though there were many more still buzzing around the array tower with him, the older man now had a better use for the destroyed swarm he had sent originally.

~~~~~~Port Royal - Calm Seas / Rocky Reef - Trident Warship/Stern~~~~~~

As the two groups began to reunite and introduce their new companions to the others, the shattered steel and gears strewn across the entire hull soon took on a familiar dark glow, the gears themselves the first to react before affecting the rest of the scraps. Suddenly it was like a wave of mice or rats skittering around the legs of Asahina, Shizuki and the others, the dark gears of various sizes moving together as if they were alive, the force of them just moving appearing to be more than enough to attract the metal pieces that made up the Birug’s casing, the entire swarm ignoring those around them in order to gather upon the landed Gummi Ship. Building from the hull of the cruiser up, the gears along with their raw resources soon took the shape of what could only be described as claws, their grasp spreading over the surface of the Gummi’s with every passing second until the points of all eventually crossed paths over the top of the ship itself, completing the cage like shape it had become.

Though the ticking of the familiar gears could be heard like before the Birugs had just arrived, this time while being much closer than the flying machines, the sound was more dulled, the scraps the gears brought having doubled up during the cage’s construction, clearly to further stop any sort of escape act. While it was clear they were in no way capable of fighting back in their current form, the added layers would most likely give the living gears time to adapt and repair if damaged head-on.

~~~~~~Port Royal - Calm Seas / Hallways of Trident Warship~~~~~~

With the majority of the Arianhods destroyed, their scrap metal bodies littering the floor around the telekinetic wielder, those that remained soon began to back away from the man and the range of the force he had used to completely break the other spider-like machines. While the sound of the robots squeaks and clicks of gears made it sound as if they were communicating with one another, everything, including the Arianhods themselves, went silent the moment power seemed to immediately cut off through the entire hallway, plunging it into darkness.

The next noise of something changing was that of the repeated slamming of the heavy steel doors that were common throughout the ship, the shutters echoing loudly as they sealed themselves up, even the familiar glow of the doors consoles appearing dead to the world. The most troubling sound however was something that was very important, especially to the living Shinto, that of the many vents which collected and redistributed the re-oxygenated air throughout the ship, going deathly silent.

While the now finite air within the hallway and others would last long for a single person as they were, it was unfortunate for Shinto this was not to be the case. The sudden event of complete darkness seemed to cause the Arianhods to re-evaluate the situation, the only sign of light now coming from the brief glow of the lenses from the machines just before their blasts of energy fired upon Shinto. Though some blasts would no doubt be redirected, the familiar sound of the lasers striking the surrounding metal walls along with the smell of smoke meant only one inevitability, that in time the oxygen within the hallway would be replaced with a heavy cloud of laser burnt smoke.
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~~~~~~Hour after Crash / Port Royal - (Fading) Storm Raging Sea / Rocky Reef - Trident Hull/Bow~~~~~~

While the dull droning of rain could faintly be heard the closer one got to the hull of the ship, it was nothing compared to the mixed sound and senses once they stepped out onto the outer shell. The faint smell of salt clinging to the air along with the gently swishing waves along the rocky reef the huge metal ship was stuck on, it almost seemed like a calm time at sea. That was until one actually looked out towards the horizon to see large waves battering violently against the crackling blue energy, an energy that appeared to have no problem not only holding back the ferociousness of the storm strengthened seas but the raging winds and torrential downpours from above. Streaks of water fell down across the surface of the shield, further revealing the the range to which the energy encompassed as well as the extent it had to go to in order to protect all that was within this isolated bubble of calming existence.

Like most of the other original technology on the ship, the appearance of the large platform that began to rise up from an opening on the ship’s hull, came with a continuing sound of creaking and scraping of metal as it raised up from its lower depths. It seemed like a vast majority of the Birugs throughout the entire ship were meeting here, the normally slow moving machines racing through the air as they levitated chunks of metal and wire towards a large structure being constructed some distance away from Nomis and the arriving Hooded Figures. While the patchwork casing grew higher with every new layer of steel the Birugs brought, the partially deconstructed machine within it could just be noticed peaking over the topmost edges, the parts which once belonged to it now carefully laid to the side, and just like its original form, it too seemed to be in the middle of an upgrade.

Already the Hooded Figures were busy working like the still buzzing Birugs, the monitors and connecting interfaces soon being added to the lowest parts of the casing soon giving the Figures the means to follow the current build of the machine. Stepping towards the towering structure it was only once Nomis and his cane came to a halt on one of the still laying sheets of metal that faced a growing pile of metal scraps that he too began to work. It happened once the older man looked up at the Birugs busy with their levitating, the machines immediately letting go of their heavy steel cargo the moment the layers were suddenly floating through the air by themselves.

Soon flying away to continue their gathering, Nomis appeared to effortlessly guide the metal sheets into multiple places along the structure. Increasing its height and density much quicker than the Birugs could and letting them focus on the rest of the construction, Nomis continued the work along with the machines and Hooded Figures, the bright purple glow from the pile of scrap illuminating the base of the structure whenever the light being cast from one of the ship’s hull lining beacons faded briefly, something which had been growing more common as time went on.

~~~~~~(Present)First Morning Light / Port Royal - Calm Seas / Rocky Reef - Trident Hull/Bow~~~~~~

The downpour had stopped shortly before the sun started to rise, the light somehow signalling the end to the storm raging outside the massive shield of energy. Yet even then the shield stayed on, keeping back the waves even though they were greatly weakened since the fading away of the storm. With the now clear skies and blue ocean bobbing around a pretty large radius from the ship, there was no other sign of the barrier that separated the rest of this world from the ship, unless one knew the exact signs to look out for.

Though the piles of scrap had grown larger as time went on during the construction, by its end, once the last sheets of metal were soldered into place, only a few mounds of cables and shards remained, the actually metal from the piles seeming to not exist any more. The towering array creaked as its top began to turn, the spinning of the large communication wings clearly just the beginning as various other parts of the structure started to react, some twirling around in place like the top while others appeared to piston in time with cracks of static.

Let us try this again…” Said Nomis as he worked on the final commands needed for the machine to complete its purpose, the dark metal fingers tapping away on the console just before a large release of static which erupted from the circling pistons immediately caused the rest of the machine to speed up in operation.

A sudden but sharp screech of noise echoed out from the monitor the moment Nomis pressed a button, the sound of constant static buzzing out so long as he held his finger in place.

Broadcasting on all secure channels common to Eleus, Lyphemus, and Thalassa, Class ships. Ilios, once you receive this you are to send a ship immediately to the source of this transmission. Last known flight coordinates are programmed to transmit along with this message. Due to an explosive discharge during flight we are unable to break atmosphere. Information and cargo stored here must return back to the Thalassa as soon as possible. Respond with confirmation…” Nothing but static could be heard as soon as Nomis stopped his recording, though while the seconds soon turned to minutes and it seemed like everything was to be in vain, there came a reply. Not much of one, but still a reply.

.......is Thyia, message rece….. Master Clacverk. Ilios is b……….formed this second. Additional informati……………….eived and examined. Estim……...ime of available Lyphem………..ship to locati………. four hours, 14 minu……….smission end.

The ship should be able to better process the message...perhaps running it through a…” The sudden beeps that came from what appeared to be the lead Birug caused Nomis to look up from the monitor, and to see what looked like a kind of warning light dim in and out from the floating machine’s large eye lense.

Show me.” Said Nomis, allowing the Birug to whirl around before slotting in beside the console its creator had been using, the screen immediately changing to show the outline of the ship, specifically that of the hull judging by the great gathering of dots in one particular place, although now with an added three much further along the skin of the ship, close towards the back sections.

Swiping his hand in the air towards the flying Birugs, a rather sizeable chunk of the great gathering immediately stopped what they were doing and were soon flying off in formation towards the location of the three signals, leaving Nomis and the majority of Birugs to keep working.

~~~~~~Port Royal - Calm Seas / Hallways of Trident Warship~~~~~~

The Arianrhods (Crawlies) quickly began to multiply as each new panel that was expertly lasered from the wall revealed more of the spider-like machines, the once small group now a massive swarm covering the entire floor as they gave chase after Shinto. While those at the head of the crawling masse continued to shoot their highly dangerous beams at the running Dactyl, it seemed some of the newer ‘Crawlies’ had another idea. The robots quickly leapt from their now exposed hiding places behind the walls, their sharp legs reaching out in order to latch onto Shinto in anyway possible, even if it meant straight through to the bone.

~~~~~~Port Royal - Calm Seas / Rocky Reef - Trident Warship/Stern~~~~~~

The sound of the Birugs internal gears ticking would have been the first thing Dominic and Asahina noticed, the sheer number of them creating a much louder sound than normally possible. The large flock of them suddenly scattered the moment they were in sight of the three figures, the two dozen or so machines soon flying wildly around the group, some unleashing the familiar bursts of stored electricity at Asahina, while a few seemed to prefer a more physical style of attack, actively slamming into Dominic from many sides, possibly as a way to hurt him though most likely trying to disorientate the man more than anything.

During all this, three of the eye-bots suddenly positioned themselves above the group, watching as only two were capable of facing off against the machines, while the third still laid unconscious in the older one’s grasp. Just like they had done with the gathering of supplies, the beams of blue energy reappeared from the machines large eyes, this time focusing on the Princess’ body as they started to levitate her away from the protection of Dominic and Asahina.

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~~~~~~Storm Raging Sea/Port Royale/Command Room of Trident Warship~~~~~~

...Command(Core Diagnostic): Main Core - Offline.

Reason: Primary Connectors severed.
Solution: Remaining power has been rerouted and transferred to Reserve Power Stations.


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…Command(Reserve Power Diagnostic): 62% remaining within Reserve Power Stations.

Reason: Stations 3, 7, and 8 damaged beyond basic use. Secondary Connectors to hold non-stored energy until Stations are available.
Solution: Remaining Stations 1, 2, 4, 5, and 6 currently storing excess energy beyond safety limits. Warning, measure insures release of static build-up through available outputs to allow non-stored energy access to available Stations.


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...Command(Lyphemus Systems Diagnostic):
Primary Engines - Offline
Secondary Engines - Offline
Primary Weapons - Offline
Secondary Weapons - Online/70%
Gravitational Tethers - Online/40%
T.R.I.D.E.N.T Class C Shield Emitters - Online/90%
Primary Long-Range Communication - Offline/Power Conserve
Secondary Short-Range Communication - Offline/Power Conserve
Internal Sensors - Online/63%
External Sensors - Online/55%
.......


The list on the screen went on and on for Nomis, the many Offline symbols clearly outnumbering those that were Online, even the partially working systems. It was clear the main problem was that of a lack of power. Without the Main Core many of the systems were simply dead, the Reserve Power having a hard enough time trying to keep the systems it deemed important, that of Air-Filtration, Sensors, even Weapons, from going Offline. The event of the crash causing a similar situation to that of a ship damaged after battle.

The raising of the ship’s shield helped with keeping the waves from crashing against the sides of the vessel, though the force behind them was still enough to echo loudly once they now had another surface to strike against. From the looks of the storm from inside the shield, it appeared it wasn’t going to end anytime soon, in fact the increasing intensity of the waves was a good enough sign that things were going to get much worse.

The ship was in no way capable of taking flight again, at least not without help, and definitely not within the timeframe until the power ran out. And so as each non-necessary system was shut down by Nomis, and the Reserve Power slowly began to rise, the single monitor Nomis had to work with already was busy with another program, the initials L.R.C printed on the top of said open window.

Ilios...send a ship immediately to the source of this transmission. An explosive discharge of energy has grounded this vessel and I need to extract any usable data from the systems. Respond with estimated timeframe for arrival.

No voice came as a reply. The readings for the outgoing signal appeared to show it breaking up time to time, the strength of the broadcast wavering even reaching dangerously low levels before rising again. Any kind of a message sent through would become the same way, stretching and distorting before finally fading out of existence. Only bits of the message would be sent out if lucky, but this wasn’t what Nomis wanted.

...Command(Primary Long-Range Communication Diagnostic): Long-Range Communication Array - Online/23%

Reason: Redirection/Booster Arrays severely damaged, unable to project signal over greater distances.
Solution: Damaged systems and Energy Limiters disengaged from Main Array will allow higher input of power for continual transmission. Warning, course of action may cause further damage to Array’s internal systems over prolonged use.


...some of the Primary Connectors may be salvageable...pieces anyway...and perhaps the reinforced plating from the damaged sections could be used to take the brunt of the heat during the transmission…” The list Nomis seemed to be making to himself appeared to get longer the more he spoke to himself.

Already the few Hooded Figures that had survived the crash in the room were already silently moving once again. The figures seemingly knowing exactly what to do as they began to cannibalise the damaged monitors and machines from around them, carrying piles of metal and wires before marching out and into the connecting hallways.

It was only when the Control Room went dark that Nomis finally made his way out after the Hooded Figures, the sound of metal scraping against one another echoed loudly throughout the hallway as Nomis swiped his Tainted hand through the air, forcing the heavy steel doors to close after him. The Hooded beings stood waiting at the end of the hallway, the rest of the way blocked just like many other sections of the ship had become, yet the group waited for their Master, standing to the side to allow the man to inspect the collapsed rubble for himself.

Just like with the heavy set of dark laced doors, the rubble easily parted once Nomis raised his hand, the struts of dark metal seeming to have no problem taking the weight of the rubble as they formed a basic archway for the group to immediately start passing under. The sight of the floating Birugs hard at work was what waited Nomis and the others on the other side of the rubble, the hovering machines taking the places of workers, management, and even transport, the little robots having no trouble levitating the expertly cut panels the others had taken from the hallway.

Taking one of the watching Birugs, its large red lense staring wide at it’s creator, Nomis seemed not to be talking to the one before him, but actually ordering the others through it.

Repurpose all useful items from the Main Core, including any workable Primary Connectors, and gather them all at the base of the Communication Array. And if any guests are running around down there, keep them out of the way until I’m ready to deal with them.

~~~~~~Storm Raging Sea/Port Royale/Lower Decks of Trident Warship~~~~~~

The skittering of many legs continued to echo through the hallway with Dominic, Asahina, and the others, the sound seeming to say that the small group should be seeing the source of the noises right there, and yet the sounds still continued all around them. The moment some of the noises stopped near one of the walls was the moment a focused beam of energy shot out from behind the sheet of metal, the energy appearing just ahead of the leading Shinto but soon began to follow the wall back towards him.

Soon more of the same types of beams began to pierce through the walls of the hallway, each one taking a few seconds to start moving in their own particular direction, yet it soon became clear what exactly they were doing once all the beams started to close in on one another. Having cut perfectly shaped squares, the panels easily fell from their place with a heavy thud, revealing the Birugs latched onto their surface with spider-like legs.

Turning to face the group of four, the closest Spider Birug glared with its red lense of an eye, the gears inside it whirling into a sound close to a hiss, and causing the others that now littered the hallway ahead of the group to do the same. Scurrying towards Shinto, the lead Spider Birug gave a warning in the form of a brief blast from its laser, the red beam of energy burning past his shoulder before leaving the scorch mark on the wall behind the man, while the familiar sounds of skittering legs began to echo once again from behind the walls, this time coming from behind the group.

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~~~~~~Agrabah (City)-Empire/Trident-Class Warship~~~~~~

The large hangar doors on the underside of the ship slowly began to creak open, the beams of light now having no trouble with the two unconscious bodies they had in their grasp, easily maneuvering them into the awaiting loading room of the ship. With the cargo now safely on board, the beams of light finally cut out, causing the few scraps of metal and stone it still had caught, to fall lifelessly back towards the ground, the larger chunks of stone either crushing anything it landed on or exploding into flying shrapnel, like those that fell back down the great shaft through the Factory.

After a slow heavy creak the doors of the ship once again were closed, the hot dust riddled air which had blown into the metal clad room soon removed with the whirling of some kind of fans, and replaced with the ship-wide cold dry atmosphere. Soon shuffling through into the room, the handful of Hooded Figures and accompanying Birugs made straight for the two unconscious women, the machines already scanning them after hovering on ahead.

It didn’t take long for the two women to be moved not only out from the large cargo room, but shortly after entering the winding hallways of the ship, soon from each other. Asahina, carried easily by two of the Hooded Figures, would eventually awaken to find herself in a rather spacious enough room, covered in the same silver metal that appeared to make up most of the ship, all while Jasmine was escorted by the remaining group of Hooded Figures and Birugs to some unknown part of the vessel.

A massive roar from the ship’s engines signalled the beginning of its final action, the great hulking metal vessel soon ascending higher into the clear skies of Agrabah and widening the gap between it and the city below, until the ship was nothing more than a dot in the distance. Soon the cold darkness that made up the space between worlds surrounded the ship, the vessel having broken away from the desert covered planet and already beginning to head along on some kind of pre-determined course, further distancing itself from those left behind on the world.

The monitors presently in front of Nomis soon switched to more pressing details after departing from Agrabah, the largest of which already showing the older man the route the ship was about to take in order to reach a familiar world.

Has her Highness been properly fastened?” Asked Nomis, his voice soon echoing throughout the room of the ship, the Hooded Figures crowding around a large spherical machine before sealing a bulkhead styled door, the still unconscious Jasmine lying within it.

Epomen-Core has been altered and readied for subject...Master Clacverk. Safe transport should now be possible…” Soon replied one of the Hooded Figures, the rest shuffling along to the few other machines around the room that appeared to have some sort of connection with the largest that they had left Jasmine within.

Good, keep careful watch of the pressure levels, and prepare to emergency vent any excess Darkness that happens to build-up during our journey. We should reach the castle of Bastion in a few hours.

~~~~~~(Halfway along projected route)Storm Raging Sea/Port Royale~~~~~~

Though the booming sound of the sea’s waves crashing loudly against the shores of the Port would have drowned out any other sort of noise,
the sign that it wasn’t able to completely do it now, meant something immense was happening right this moment. While it started as only a faint whining, the sound soon grew with a series of mis-timed booms, each one appearing as if to signal the rest to grow louder in each others wake.

It would have appeared like a flaming ball, shooting across the sky, once it pierced through the black storm clouds. The sound only got louder and more violent once it appeared, the sheer size of the thing could be watched even from a great distance, and still it hurdled downwards and far away over the horizon from any kind of port as if with a guiding purpose.

While the intense heat soon started to cool along the metal shell of the ship, the black smoke which bellowed out from some of the large engines, as well as vents along that part of the ship, continued to spew out as the great vessel fell greater towards the sea below. Soon the large waves had begun to lap against the still hot metal on the underside of the ship, the water hissing loudly as it cooled, causing brief flashes of steam to erupt from underneath the metal beast as it seemed to glide along the surface of the bobbing ocean rather smoothly.

Though its speed had dropped drastically since it first appeared, diving down into the world, it still wasn’t enough to stop the ship from crashing against the rock-filled reef it found itself upon. The metal screeched as the shards of stone dug into the belly, scratching and shattering against the huge weight and resistance of the ship, yet some of the weakened panels were still no match for the sheer force of the crash, they ripping apart the second the reef struck against them.

With the ship having now finally come to rest, the stirring of Nomis happened once the dimming lights and shaking had stopped, the man having done all he could to stop the vessel from tearing itself apart in the initial plunge towards the world. The view of the still raging sea outside the control room’s window was of apparently no concern right now to Nomis, the older man already busy trying to find a monitor which hadn’t been ripped free from its place after the crash, the scientist soon finding one such screen, although barely hanging on before him.

Swiftly swiping through the numerous images which showed up for him, some of battered and twisted hallways, caved in rooms that couldn’t handle some parts of the force, the man found what he was looking for, the sight of Jasmine’s containment room. The large Epomen-Core was nothing more than a shattered shell, the force that rocked and damaging the ship clearly only a part of the full impact that should have happened, the large metal core having taken the rest and paying for it. While those within the room were either crushed by the falling debris or just gone, it was the sight of Jasmine, still unconscious in the blast-zone of her eruption, that had Nomis’ attention.

Using the one working monitor while those of the surviving Hooded Figures began work on repairing the Command Room, Nomis soon had a small group of Birugs heading for the Princess’ containment chamber. Right now it was best to keep both subjects together, the systems strained enough while trying to focus on key-places of repair, let alone having to worry about multiple monitorings of rooms at all times. Still, Nomis intended to find how the second subject used that energy of hers from before, and when she would, he would be there to find out all about it.

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~~~~~~Agrabah (City)-Empire/Trident-Class Warship~~~~~~

Everything seemed to be accounted for. The possibility of others now within the confines of the Factory meant a simpler, although clearly crude, means of reaching and extracting the contents of the Core had to be formed in the short amount of time given to the scientist. Any attempt of trying to go after the intruders by merely entering the Factory left far too many variables for escape, especially with no data on those specifically there.

As each Factory was built from the bottom layer up, designed specially for each Empire controlled world they were on, there was no need to consider any sort of easy access for the Core room. A flaw Nomis was certain he would correct with the next series of constructions. All the while the large metal box of the Core room rose in the air with the ship’s light, Nomis always continued to watch the power levels, the sheer weight of the metal placing a great strain and therefore needing a rather constant level of high energy during the entire process.

While at one point the weight seemed to increase, forcing an even greater pull with the box, this just resulted in the ship increasing the pull. Just as he was suddenly made aware of possible intruders from a single event, so too did everything seem to once again change for Nomis. The explosive force that immediately caused the ship to slightly quake immediately passed through the scientist’s mind as the sole reason for the great drop in weight that the beams were having trouble with, there now being in its place a dangerously high level of darkness, something very much akin to the inside of one of the Empire’s Cores.

Already the ship began to compensate for the sudden change in the situation, the readings on the monitors showing fluctuating bursts of dark energy due to the wide, and also stretched, energy beams that were more concerned with weight than containment. A purpose that was now reversed. Aligning once more along the underbelly of the ship, the large lenses began to focus their beams towards a single area between the ship and the bottom of the carved out shaft within the ground.

As they slowly shifted into position, the once crackling and branching darkness from Jasmine now had to contend with the combining of multiple pulling forces, each one layering around one another now that the larger space was no longer needing to be covered. Without the great size of the Core room in the way of the ship’s sensors, the sign of some other person at the bottom of the shaft was quick to show up on the monitors for Nomis, along with some strange yet strong energy readings.

This new energy as well as the still rising levels of force from the darkness meant only one action could be done in order to safely bring the two subjects on board. Aligning once more towards the beam filled crater, two of the cannons which had been responsible for the aerial bombing began to show signs of some kind of red electrical static as they started to build up energy. Acting as one singular moment, the two bolts of energy which were fired soon struck the outer shell of the beams that trapped Jasmine and Asahina, the red static suddenly running through the entire space like a captured lightning storm. Though it wasn’t as deadly as it looked, the constant jolts of this numbing electricity was shown in the past to be more than enough to affect people, to overload their nerves and cause them to freeze up for easy transport.

As the electrical torture continued, Nomis watched the once spiking levels of darkness now slowly drop along with Jasmine’s current conscious lifesigns, the ship already having worked out the recommended level it had to reach before it was safe to bring the Princess on board. And as these levels dropped the power required for the entire process rose higher by the second, the strain from before soon returning to affect all the systems throughout the ship, and yet the process continued.

It was only when the once erratic bursts of darkness became nothing more than little spiking tendrils that the red lightning finally stopped, the great upward pull returning again now with no more resistance from the darkness-infused Princess and her wild pulses of energy. So much greater the pull now, that pieces of debris from the initial blasts from the ship and the removal and destruction of the Core Chamber started to get dragged into the beam, flying upwards into the sky and the awaiting end within the airship's opening.

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~~~~~~Agrabah (Palace)-Empire/Underground hallways of the Factory~~~~~~

What had once been small shakes felt through the humming of metal quickly grew into the now constant quakes that seemed to be threatening to tear the Factory’s rooms and walkways apart, and still through it all the Tattered Figures continued with their violent animalistic actions against the two intruders. While Flora was able to hold off the brunt of the Tattered Figure’s wild swipes, it was clear it was only a matter of time until the looming cloaked creature would overpower her. With its purple gleaming eyes still staring wide down towards its prey, the creature’s metal covered bone thin fingers slowly began to dig deeper into the Hardwood texture of Flora’s body with every swing.

The two remaining figures were just within swiping distance of Cerden himself, that was until the chunks of razor sharp glass he shot struck their bodies. While the majority seemed to simply pass through the space hidden by the cloaks the Tattered Figures wore, some appeared to hit something, the dark blood flickering out from the creatures as they were sent backwards by the force of Cerden’s attack, soon landing with equally loud thuds just as another loud quake rocked the hallway. With the metal floor actually twisting slightly, with that of dislocating pipes that were now releasing their pent up steam, the hallway was already rapidly reaching the total level of strain it could handle.

All through this those that continued on down towards the Core seemed to pay no mind to the growing quakes, travelling deeper into the depths of the Factory as if with no perception to anything wrong. This continued even when the still raining blasts would suddenly tear a piece of wall panelling free, exposing them to the sudden rush of force and heat from the cannon shots near to the opening. It was when near the deepest part of the Factory that the Hooded Figures changed, a feeling that suddenly ran through them like those of the Abominations on the surface.

The sense of something pure, no matter if Darkness or Light, just that of a powerful source, was what now drew them, the growls that came from them as their bodies started to twist and stretch like the others sounded deeply through the last few hallways of the Factory, something that was much easier to hear with the sudden end of the cannon blasts outside.

~~~~~~Agrabah (City)-Empire/Trident-Class Warship~~~~~~

While it didn’t take long for the first few blasts to pierce down into the particular section of the Factory, the constant barrage of the shots of energy made it seem like a precision strike in some ancient war, the massive ship still hanging high over the blast zone and palace as it continued its operation. Dozens of the Factory’s levels were now exposed to the open air drafting in from the surface. While some still seemed to retain some kind of passage, the majority would just suddenly end once reaching the massive gap made by the cannons, nothing but twisted searing metal and residual heat, and an immense drop down into the laser blasts newest obstacle.

Though the shakes grew louder with every passing second within the Core Chamber, the small group of Hooded Figures continued with their single-charged task, the room now littered with piles of cables and empty tubes and leaving the large box chamber completely disconnected from the rest of the now useless structure.

Master Clacverk...Disembark...Procedure...completed and...ready to continue…” Said one of the Hooded Figures, who like all of them, spoke as if each word was a monumental task just to get past their lips.

From on board the floating ship, Nomis still watched the constant rain of shots from the ship’s underbelly, the surrounding grounds of the Palace’s garden now covered in debris and dust both from the uprooted soil and the initial blast into the Factory’s outer shell. The mention of the procedure already completed was the only thing that caused Nomis to finally stop the barrage, allowing the smoke and released steam from the Factory’s deepest levels to fade away before he would even begin the second stage.

With the ship’s cannons soon positioning themselves back into their once proper places, a long line of circular lenses immediately began to take the weapons place, each one simultaneously glowing into life before the collection of bright blue beams shot down into the newly made shaft.

The Core Chamber shook once more, things having been silent since the cannon blasts finally stopped, and though it wasn’t as violent as before, the constant rumbling that seemed to encompass every part of the chamber merely continued as the sound of groaning and creaking metal soon accompanied it.

Soon enough, the sound of metal scraping against itself began to fill the air, the Core Chamber shaking more as time went on, and while those within the walls would have no way to see what was happening, to those outside, they would seem what would have been normally impossible. That of a massive box shaped steel chamber now floating upwards through the blue light that illuminated the carved out shaft.

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Nice post Sole, I liked it. I'll start working on some kind of reply now.

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Soooo...that's Rebels 2, Empire 0. Last version of solace was completely reverse. xD


Well it was reversed because the last version had many more Empire characters to Rebels...though actually I think the Rebels didn't get to do anything the last time.
Also it's not 2 - 0 yet, those going to head into the Factory will have a harder time to reach the core than before.
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