Karako gritted her teeth, hearing the lower arm of the Hyaku Shiki crash to the ground. Her calm composure from moments ago was shattered. Once again, she slammed her fist on the comm.
"You have me mistaken for one of those dumbass muscle-heads that trash prototypes for Bask Om. I am a veteran Earth Federation pilot. Don't ever call me a Titan pilot again, you hear me?!" she yelled.
With that, she made a swing for what should have been the Zudah's shoulder and then afterward, aiming a kick at the suit's torso.
Meanwhile, a dumbfounded Kamille hovered nearby in the Titans mk-II, conflicted as to whether or not to play mediator between the two brawling mobile suits. He was fairly certain the purple Hyaku Shiki was Karako's, judging by the communications he'd been eavesdropping on. And to think that they were trying to flee the base...
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And just like that, the screen flickered and went black. The Shiki's camera was crushed and Karako was pissed. She sat up straight, closed her eyes, cracked her knuckles and neck, and then took a deep breath. It was time to put her veteran experience to good use.
"I'll have you know, this suit is a one-of-a-kind custom color. It cost $400,000 to paint this suit." she said eerily calm.
She tossed the kanabo to the side and armed the ninja cat-claws in both fists. The shiki lurched forward, taking a nasty swing at the Zudah.
"I'll have you know, this suit is a one-of-a-kind custom color. It cost $400,000 to paint this suit." she said eerily calm.
She tossed the kanabo to the side and armed the ninja cat-claws in both fists. The shiki lurched forward, taking a nasty swing at the Zudah.
Karako had been ready to beat the living hell out of anything that got in her way.....that was until her Hyaku Shiki was clobbered by a....whale shark?! The dead fish exploded on impact, it's head dropping to the ground below the suits. First mountains appearing out of nowhere and now sharks. At this rate, a newtype shark wouldn't even faze her. The suit halted, effectively glaring at the Zudah with it's bright red mono-eye as the sharks blood and viscera trailed off of it. Karako slammed her fist on the comm button.
"Well paint my suit red and call me Char Aznable. Looks like I've got a lost Zeke on my hands." she hissed, "You better hope you didn't scratch the metallic paint."
With a bloodthirsty grin and memories of the One Year War in mind, Karako kicked the Shiki's thrusters to full speed and launched the Shiki into a heavy headbutt with enough force to have at the very least, shattered the Zudah's head.
"Well paint my suit red and call me Char Aznable. Looks like I've got a lost Zeke on my hands." she hissed, "You better hope you didn't scratch the metallic paint."
With a bloodthirsty grin and memories of the One Year War in mind, Karako kicked the Shiki's thrusters to full speed and launched the Shiki into a heavy headbutt with enough force to have at the very least, shattered the Zudah's head.
"Hey, uh, what exactly are you trying to do?" Kamille muttered.
"I'm trying to get the hell out of here. It's only a metter of time before some armed assholes come after us." Karako said, "Name's Karako, by the way. I'm a Lieutenant and a piloting instructor. Or I was a piloting instructor."
"Why did you do that, anyway?"
"Titans are bad news. They took over the Earth Federation and from the sounds of things, they have their own agenda. They let their own pilots do as they please and question every fucking detail of everyone else. They're completely ass-backwards. There was a terrorist attack yesterday and I'd helped take care of it but their leader was trying to push me to lie about it, probably so he'd have an excuse to imprison my ass or something. So I'm leaving this bullshit sideshow of a base and I'm taking my mobile suit with me. Your little scuffle with Jerid was kinda my ticket out. Sorry if I stole your thunder."
"It's okay."
Kamille processed what Karako had told him about the Titans. He'd had a bad feeling about them ever since they'd showed up in the city. If what Karako was getting at was indeed true, then it was probably best that he'd leave as well. He'd probably only continue butting-heads with them until he landed himself in some deep trouble. He felt bad leaving Fa behind with no idea what was happening but he'd find a way to catch up with her later.
"You can let go of my hand, you know." Kamille said, "So where are you planning to go?"
"I'm not entirely sure but as far from here as possible would be nice." Karako said letting go of Kamille's hand, "You can go ahead and go wherever. Just tell them I kidnapped you and you got away."
"No, I want to go, too. If the Titans are really that bad, I don't want to be around them either."
"Really? Huh. Well, you ever pilot a mobile suit before?"
"Ha! I've built them. Smaller exosketelon type ones but I can probably manage."
"Think you can handle one of those Titans gundams? I kinda want to give those asswipes a final fuck you on the way out."
"Yeah, shouldn't be too hard."
"I'll get you in their hangars. C'mon!"
* * *
The hangar that housed the test-suits was shorter than the others, as the suits were stored laying down on truckbeds instead of standing up.
"Alright, here they are. Looks like the cockpit is open on that one over there on the truckbed on the end. Looks like they're testing them so be careful. I'll meet up with you as soon as I can." Karako said before sprinting off.
"Got it!"
Kamille snuck around the hangar as a jeep pulled out with armed Titans personel pulled up near a group of workers. He broke into a sprint, hopping onto the mobile suit and diving into the open cockpit of the mk-II. It was now or never. He hopped into the cockpit and quickly closed the hatch, breathing a short sigh of relief. He skimmed over the controls, finding they were a little different from what he was used to but nothing he couldn't figure out. He switched on the cameras before powering on the suit. Sure enough, this caught the attention of the engineers and armed guards. One of the guards got on the loudspeaker.
"Pilot, identify yourself!"
Kamille just chuckled as his suit sat up, effectively breaking through the roof of the hangar and sending everyone scrambling. The loudspeaker guard wasted no time phoning the control center and any pilots on the field. Kamille's mk-II stood up and took a few steps forward, ruining the hangar and flattening a few trucks. He couldn't help but laugh.
* * *
Karako's situation was a bit more challenging, as the hangar which housed her Hyaku Shiki was being guarded. This only further proved that Bask was an asshole and had probably been plotting against her from the start.
"I should have steel-toed that son of a bitch." she growled.
Startled by the sound of screeching tires behind her, Karako whirled around as she spotted armed guards had pulled up and were hopping out of thier jeep. Well, shit. She made a run for it, sprinting toward the guarded hangar door. The guards looked toward her only to be dropped by some well-placed kicks before Karako slammed herself through the door. She made a break for the catwalk stairs with the armed guards close behind her, some of them firing their rifles haphazardly.
A few of the shots managed to graze Karako but it wasn't nearly enough to stop her. It only pissed her off more. She slid to a stop in front of the cockpit hatch of the Shiki and opened it up, wasting no time hopping in and closing it.
"Oooooh you all are in deep shit." she said flicking on the cameras and powering up the suit.
The comm system quickly came to life as the control tower called in. Karako rolled her eyes.
"Lieutenant Karako, you are to cease activity right now and stand down."
"You can blow me. I am not one of your pilots." she muttered in response, slamming the shiki's arms through the catwalk.
"Karako, if you don't stand down, we will authorize all pilots to use force."
"And they will do nothing but scratch the paint on my suit and piss me off."
Karako lit up a smoke and then set about eliminating the guards in the most unnecessary manner: by delivering an Isaac Clarke curbstomp to each and every one of them, smiling to herself.
"Better hurry, I stepped on some ants." she said, holding the cigarette between her teeth as she spoke.
The Shiki took its kanabo staff off it's backpack and swung it through the side of the building, clearing out a wall.
"Oh and you may be surprised to find that one of your pilots isn't one of your own, but actually one of mine." she said with a smirk as she took off toward the Titans testing hangars.
"I'm trying to get the hell out of here. It's only a metter of time before some armed assholes come after us." Karako said, "Name's Karako, by the way. I'm a Lieutenant and a piloting instructor. Or I was a piloting instructor."
"Why did you do that, anyway?"
"Titans are bad news. They took over the Earth Federation and from the sounds of things, they have their own agenda. They let their own pilots do as they please and question every fucking detail of everyone else. They're completely ass-backwards. There was a terrorist attack yesterday and I'd helped take care of it but their leader was trying to push me to lie about it, probably so he'd have an excuse to imprison my ass or something. So I'm leaving this bullshit sideshow of a base and I'm taking my mobile suit with me. Your little scuffle with Jerid was kinda my ticket out. Sorry if I stole your thunder."
"It's okay."
Kamille processed what Karako had told him about the Titans. He'd had a bad feeling about them ever since they'd showed up in the city. If what Karako was getting at was indeed true, then it was probably best that he'd leave as well. He'd probably only continue butting-heads with them until he landed himself in some deep trouble. He felt bad leaving Fa behind with no idea what was happening but he'd find a way to catch up with her later.
"You can let go of my hand, you know." Kamille said, "So where are you planning to go?"
"I'm not entirely sure but as far from here as possible would be nice." Karako said letting go of Kamille's hand, "You can go ahead and go wherever. Just tell them I kidnapped you and you got away."
"No, I want to go, too. If the Titans are really that bad, I don't want to be around them either."
"Really? Huh. Well, you ever pilot a mobile suit before?"
"Ha! I've built them. Smaller exosketelon type ones but I can probably manage."
"Think you can handle one of those Titans gundams? I kinda want to give those asswipes a final fuck you on the way out."
"Yeah, shouldn't be too hard."
"I'll get you in their hangars. C'mon!"
* * *
The hangar that housed the test-suits was shorter than the others, as the suits were stored laying down on truckbeds instead of standing up.
"Alright, here they are. Looks like the cockpit is open on that one over there on the truckbed on the end. Looks like they're testing them so be careful. I'll meet up with you as soon as I can." Karako said before sprinting off.
"Got it!"
Kamille snuck around the hangar as a jeep pulled out with armed Titans personel pulled up near a group of workers. He broke into a sprint, hopping onto the mobile suit and diving into the open cockpit of the mk-II. It was now or never. He hopped into the cockpit and quickly closed the hatch, breathing a short sigh of relief. He skimmed over the controls, finding they were a little different from what he was used to but nothing he couldn't figure out. He switched on the cameras before powering on the suit. Sure enough, this caught the attention of the engineers and armed guards. One of the guards got on the loudspeaker.
"Pilot, identify yourself!"
Kamille just chuckled as his suit sat up, effectively breaking through the roof of the hangar and sending everyone scrambling. The loudspeaker guard wasted no time phoning the control center and any pilots on the field. Kamille's mk-II stood up and took a few steps forward, ruining the hangar and flattening a few trucks. He couldn't help but laugh.
* * *
Karako's situation was a bit more challenging, as the hangar which housed her Hyaku Shiki was being guarded. This only further proved that Bask was an asshole and had probably been plotting against her from the start.
"I should have steel-toed that son of a bitch." she growled.
Startled by the sound of screeching tires behind her, Karako whirled around as she spotted armed guards had pulled up and were hopping out of thier jeep. Well, shit. She made a run for it, sprinting toward the guarded hangar door. The guards looked toward her only to be dropped by some well-placed kicks before Karako slammed herself through the door. She made a break for the catwalk stairs with the armed guards close behind her, some of them firing their rifles haphazardly.
A few of the shots managed to graze Karako but it wasn't nearly enough to stop her. It only pissed her off more. She slid to a stop in front of the cockpit hatch of the Shiki and opened it up, wasting no time hopping in and closing it.
"Oooooh you all are in deep shit." she said flicking on the cameras and powering up the suit.
The comm system quickly came to life as the control tower called in. Karako rolled her eyes.
"Lieutenant Karako, you are to cease activity right now and stand down."
"You can blow me. I am not one of your pilots." she muttered in response, slamming the shiki's arms through the catwalk.
"Karako, if you don't stand down, we will authorize all pilots to use force."
"And they will do nothing but scratch the paint on my suit and piss me off."
Karako lit up a smoke and then set about eliminating the guards in the most unnecessary manner: by delivering an Isaac Clarke curbstomp to each and every one of them, smiling to herself.
"Better hurry, I stepped on some ants." she said, holding the cigarette between her teeth as she spoke.
The Shiki took its kanabo staff off it's backpack and swung it through the side of the building, clearing out a wall.
"Oh and you may be surprised to find that one of your pilots isn't one of your own, but actually one of mine." she said with a smirk as she took off toward the Titans testing hangars.
Titans Base
Ron pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head from a corner of the room. Bask Om's office echoed with some very angry yelling while the Titans captain paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. Karako stood in proper posture and giving him the most bored look anyone had ever seen. She was completely and utterly done with him at this point. She was a lieutenant of the Earth Federation so she didn't see why she had to answer to this assclown.
"I want to know every detail of what happened back there. No bullshit. I want to know why part of the academy is now a damn crater." he demanded, "and I also want to know what made you think you were allowed to pilot your mobile suit without orders from the control center."
"You know, I already told you what happened but you don't fucking believe me despite other witnesses being present."
"Humor me, lieutenant."
"An unidentified mech appeared while one of your muscle-heads was taking care of a terrorist. I had rescued a hostage and Art went after the terrorist. Then the other mech appeared and pulled a mountain out of it's ass and then dropped it on top of the terrorist. The mountain caused the crater. You will get the exact same story from anyone else who had been there."
"I am asking YOU, lieutenant." Bask snarled, "And I do not believe this story of yours."
"There were witnesses to back me up, including one of your own pilots."
"Again, I am asking you."
"And I am telling you what happened and you are refusing to believe me for whatever goddamn reason."
"Now what about your students? You left them in the hands of your supervisor while you piloted your mobile suit without authorization."
"There was no one in the fucking control tower to authorize it." Karako said sternly, "I sent out a communication to them and it was so fucking silent on their end that I could hear the crickets chirping."
"That doesn't explain why you left your students in the care of your supervisor."
"I was doing my job by keeping terrorists far away from them. I am here to keep them safe and that is what I did. If you don't like it then you can blow me."
"Watch your tongue, lieutenant."
"And you should watch your head so you don't get it stuck while it's so far up your own fucking ass!"
"I will not have you disrespecting me!"
Bask angrily stopped his pacing and turned on his heel to face Karako. He raised his hand to perform one of those good old "corrections". He would have succeeded if he hadn't been dealing with Karako. She grabbed his wrist the moment it was raised and gripped it tightly, holding it still. She tilted her head back slightly, staring down her nose at Bask.
"Correction or not, I will defend myself if threatened, Captain."
Bask gritted his teeth and swung his fist at her. Karako stepped back to dodge it before stepping forward and slamming her knee into the Titans captain's groin. She stood over Bask while he slumped to the ground, cursing about the lieutenant's insubordinance. Ron looked on in horror.
"I refuse to get involved in this fucking circus you're trying to run here. Ask the other witnesses what happened. I'm transferring to an actual Federation base. You better hope I never run into your sorry ass again or it will be straight up Thunderdome: two enter; one leaves."
Karako turned on her heel and walked out of the office, Ron scrambling behind her.
"Karako! Okay look, I know you disagree with the captain but the way you handled tha-"
"I don't want to hear it. He's turning this place into a mad house and I'm not going along for the ride. I'm transferring."
"That's the thing....the Federation is kinda dissolving into the Titans. You will just be transferring to another base with Titans personnel."
"God dammit...ugh is there anything else? Anything is better than this Titans bullshit." Karako muttered, "Hell, I'll even join Zeon at this rate."
"You're not joining Zeon, Karako..." Ron rolled his eyes.
* * *
Later...
Karako was waiting in one of the main complex buildings for Captain Bright Noa's arrival. Word was that Bright worked independently of the Titans in the same way she'd originally thought the Federation was. If this was the case, Karako wanted to work with him.
She stood near one of the building's exits, side-eying a group of Titans officers who seemed to be awaiting the captain's arrival as well. She was starting to hate them more and more by the minute.
A blue haired boy bolted down the halls with a dark haired girl following him closely.
"Kamille! You're probably not going to be able to see him!" the girl yelled.
Kamille ignored her and kept running, skidding to a stop once he reached the entry. The girl rushed in after him.
"Kamille!"
"I heard you, Fa. Stop it." Kamille muttered.
One of the Titans officers, Jerid, turned around to look at the two teenagers. He quickly put two and two together and realized that Kamille was the boy.
"Heh. I heard a girl's name but that kid looks like a boy." he said.
Karako looked up, rolling her eyes at the asshole blonde. Leave it to the Titans to act like complete dicks to anyone they could. She looked over toward Kamille and found the boy appearing to be seething with rage. He dropped his binder and pushed Fa aside as he approached the group of officers. Karako felt like she was about to witness a car crash and couldn't stop watching.
"Kamille, stop!" Fa called out after him.
It was too late.
"Don't make fun of me!!" Kamille shouted, lunging at Jerid and punching him right in the face.
The situation began to spiral from there. Kamille was fighting various Titans officers who were trying to restrain him. Karako decided it was time to step in with some A+ lying.
"OI! KAMILLE THERE YOU ARE WHAT THE HELL!!" she yelled as she approached the brawl.
A few of the officers paused and looked toward Karako.
"Is this brat with you?" Jerid asked.
"Yes, he is one of my students. Is there a problem?" Karako crossed her arms.
"Well, he attacked me for starters..."
"I would have kicked your ass, too, you little shit starter. He's still wound up after the terrorist attack yesterday. Now cool your fucking jets and let him go. Now."
Jerid glared at Karako. Karako gritted her teeth. She was done playing nice. Kamille was completely lost as to what was going on right now but from the looks of the lieutenant he decided to keep his mouth shut for the time being. It was pretty obvious she was trying to help him out.
"Alright, I'll play your little asshole game, then." Karako growled
Karako shoved past Jerid and yanked Kamille away from the other officers. Still confused, Kamille kept quiet.
"You can't do that!" Jerid shouted.
"I just did, sucker!!"
Karako grabbed Kamille's hand and ran out the exit. Fa and the Titans officers just stood there dumbfounded. That was until Jerid cracked the whip and got the officers scrambling to alert the base.
Ron pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head from a corner of the room. Bask Om's office echoed with some very angry yelling while the Titans captain paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. Karako stood in proper posture and giving him the most bored look anyone had ever seen. She was completely and utterly done with him at this point. She was a lieutenant of the Earth Federation so she didn't see why she had to answer to this assclown.
"I want to know every detail of what happened back there. No bullshit. I want to know why part of the academy is now a damn crater." he demanded, "and I also want to know what made you think you were allowed to pilot your mobile suit without orders from the control center."
"You know, I already told you what happened but you don't fucking believe me despite other witnesses being present."
"Humor me, lieutenant."
"An unidentified mech appeared while one of your muscle-heads was taking care of a terrorist. I had rescued a hostage and Art went after the terrorist. Then the other mech appeared and pulled a mountain out of it's ass and then dropped it on top of the terrorist. The mountain caused the crater. You will get the exact same story from anyone else who had been there."
"I am asking YOU, lieutenant." Bask snarled, "And I do not believe this story of yours."
"There were witnesses to back me up, including one of your own pilots."
"Again, I am asking you."
"And I am telling you what happened and you are refusing to believe me for whatever goddamn reason."
"Now what about your students? You left them in the hands of your supervisor while you piloted your mobile suit without authorization."
"There was no one in the fucking control tower to authorize it." Karako said sternly, "I sent out a communication to them and it was so fucking silent on their end that I could hear the crickets chirping."
"That doesn't explain why you left your students in the care of your supervisor."
"I was doing my job by keeping terrorists far away from them. I am here to keep them safe and that is what I did. If you don't like it then you can blow me."
"Watch your tongue, lieutenant."
"And you should watch your head so you don't get it stuck while it's so far up your own fucking ass!"
"I will not have you disrespecting me!"
Bask angrily stopped his pacing and turned on his heel to face Karako. He raised his hand to perform one of those good old "corrections". He would have succeeded if he hadn't been dealing with Karako. She grabbed his wrist the moment it was raised and gripped it tightly, holding it still. She tilted her head back slightly, staring down her nose at Bask.
"Correction or not, I will defend myself if threatened, Captain."
Bask gritted his teeth and swung his fist at her. Karako stepped back to dodge it before stepping forward and slamming her knee into the Titans captain's groin. She stood over Bask while he slumped to the ground, cursing about the lieutenant's insubordinance. Ron looked on in horror.
"I refuse to get involved in this fucking circus you're trying to run here. Ask the other witnesses what happened. I'm transferring to an actual Federation base. You better hope I never run into your sorry ass again or it will be straight up Thunderdome: two enter; one leaves."
Karako turned on her heel and walked out of the office, Ron scrambling behind her.
"Karako! Okay look, I know you disagree with the captain but the way you handled tha-"
"I don't want to hear it. He's turning this place into a mad house and I'm not going along for the ride. I'm transferring."
"That's the thing....the Federation is kinda dissolving into the Titans. You will just be transferring to another base with Titans personnel."
"God dammit...ugh is there anything else? Anything is better than this Titans bullshit." Karako muttered, "Hell, I'll even join Zeon at this rate."
"You're not joining Zeon, Karako..." Ron rolled his eyes.
* * *
Later...
Karako was waiting in one of the main complex buildings for Captain Bright Noa's arrival. Word was that Bright worked independently of the Titans in the same way she'd originally thought the Federation was. If this was the case, Karako wanted to work with him.
She stood near one of the building's exits, side-eying a group of Titans officers who seemed to be awaiting the captain's arrival as well. She was starting to hate them more and more by the minute.
A blue haired boy bolted down the halls with a dark haired girl following him closely.
"Kamille! You're probably not going to be able to see him!" the girl yelled.
Kamille ignored her and kept running, skidding to a stop once he reached the entry. The girl rushed in after him.
"Kamille!"
"I heard you, Fa. Stop it." Kamille muttered.
One of the Titans officers, Jerid, turned around to look at the two teenagers. He quickly put two and two together and realized that Kamille was the boy.
"Heh. I heard a girl's name but that kid looks like a boy." he said.
Karako looked up, rolling her eyes at the asshole blonde. Leave it to the Titans to act like complete dicks to anyone they could. She looked over toward Kamille and found the boy appearing to be seething with rage. He dropped his binder and pushed Fa aside as he approached the group of officers. Karako felt like she was about to witness a car crash and couldn't stop watching.
"Kamille, stop!" Fa called out after him.
It was too late.
"Don't make fun of me!!" Kamille shouted, lunging at Jerid and punching him right in the face.
The situation began to spiral from there. Kamille was fighting various Titans officers who were trying to restrain him. Karako decided it was time to step in with some A+ lying.
"OI! KAMILLE THERE YOU ARE WHAT THE HELL!!" she yelled as she approached the brawl.
A few of the officers paused and looked toward Karako.
"Is this brat with you?" Jerid asked.
"Yes, he is one of my students. Is there a problem?" Karako crossed her arms.
"Well, he attacked me for starters..."
"I would have kicked your ass, too, you little shit starter. He's still wound up after the terrorist attack yesterday. Now cool your fucking jets and let him go. Now."
Jerid glared at Karako. Karako gritted her teeth. She was done playing nice. Kamille was completely lost as to what was going on right now but from the looks of the lieutenant he decided to keep his mouth shut for the time being. It was pretty obvious she was trying to help him out.
"Alright, I'll play your little asshole game, then." Karako growled
Karako shoved past Jerid and yanked Kamille away from the other officers. Still confused, Kamille kept quiet.
"You can't do that!" Jerid shouted.
"I just did, sucker!!"
Karako grabbed Kamille's hand and ran out the exit. Fa and the Titans officers just stood there dumbfounded. That was until Jerid cracked the whip and got the officers scrambling to alert the base.
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Karako opened her mouth to reply to Shinn but just happened to glance up as what appeared to be a mountain seemed to materialize out of thin air. Actually, no. It was definitely a mountain. There was no question. However, it was hovering in the air for a moment before it was cast down in the same manner as Thor would strike with his mighty hammer. It was a sight to behold.
"Okay, so there is a motherfucking mountain about to make impact like a godddamn colony drop so I suggest you hold on tight, kiddo." Karako said as she sat down in her mobile suit's hand, bracing for a shockwave from the impact.
There wasn't just an impact from that mountain. There was a full-on explosion and the force of it was nearly enough to have knocked the Hyaku Shiki over. Thankfully, it didn't because whoever was responsible for mount-boom would have never heard the end of it.
Once the blast subsided, Karako peered over to survey the damage the falling mountain had caused.
"I don't think you have to worry about that pilot anymore. I'm pretty sure he's hamburger after that...assuming there's anything left anyway" she muttered.
She still couldn't believe that a fucking mountain just appeared...
"Okay, so there is a motherfucking mountain about to make impact like a godddamn colony drop so I suggest you hold on tight, kiddo." Karako said as she sat down in her mobile suit's hand, bracing for a shockwave from the impact.
There wasn't just an impact from that mountain. There was a full-on explosion and the force of it was nearly enough to have knocked the Hyaku Shiki over. Thankfully, it didn't because whoever was responsible for mount-boom would have never heard the end of it.
Once the blast subsided, Karako peered over to survey the damage the falling mountain had caused.
"I don't think you have to worry about that pilot anymore. I'm pretty sure he's hamburger after that...assuming there's anything left anyway" she muttered.
She still couldn't believe that a fucking mountain just appeared...
Once the hostage was in the safety of the Shiki's hand, Karako landed the suit, watching Art tear into the Valsione mech. It was probably best that she stayed out of it. The Titans mobile suit was probably more than enough to handle it. The pilot was likely to get what was coming to them, anyway. It's how karma works.
"That little shit is all yours. I'll make sure the hostage is alright." Karako said, "Thanks for the help."
The Shiki's hand was moved in closer to the cockpit as Karako opened the hatch up, hopping out of her seat and peering out at the boy before jumping out into the mobile suit's palm. She quickly started untying the ropes binding Shinn.
"There's a loooot of shit I could be asking you right now but are you okay?" she asked, "Physically, anyway. I can only imagine what's going through your head right now..."
"That little shit is all yours. I'll make sure the hostage is alright." Karako said, "Thanks for the help."
The Shiki's hand was moved in closer to the cockpit as Karako opened the hatch up, hopping out of her seat and peering out at the boy before jumping out into the mobile suit's palm. She quickly started untying the ropes binding Shinn.
"There's a loooot of shit I could be asking you right now but are you okay?" she asked, "Physically, anyway. I can only imagine what's going through your head right now..."
Karako cast her Hyaku Shiki's beam rifle aside and unhooked one of the ninja-esque claw weapons from the back of the suit while she locked in on Art's position. He and the strangely humanoid mech seemed to be duking it out not too far away. With the claws held tightly in the Shiki's right hand, she kicked on the thrusters, scanning the Valsione mech for the hostage.
"Thanks a bunch, Art. I'm moving in. Keep the asshole occupied."
The suit's cameras picked up on a boy tied up and chained to the top of the odd looking mech. This was going to be a bit tricky but that was to be expected. She had a plan. It was going to be risky and probably scare the skit out of the hostage but Karako knew she could pull it off. A scared hostage was a lot easier to explain than a dead one.
She picked up speed, getting nice and close to the feminine mech, holding the Hyaku Shiki's left hand out to grab the hostage while making a very precise claw-slash at the chains securing the boy to the mech. It was a crazy stunt but that's what made Karako a good pilot.
"Thanks a bunch, Art. I'm moving in. Keep the asshole occupied."
The suit's cameras picked up on a boy tied up and chained to the top of the odd looking mech. This was going to be a bit tricky but that was to be expected. She had a plan. It was going to be risky and probably scare the skit out of the hostage but Karako knew she could pull it off. A scared hostage was a lot easier to explain than a dead one.
She picked up speed, getting nice and close to the feminine mech, holding the Hyaku Shiki's left hand out to grab the hostage while making a very precise claw-slash at the chains securing the boy to the mech. It was a crazy stunt but that's what made Karako a good pilot.
Karako was a little ways away from the hangar yard when she caught an incoming comm message.
“This is Art Right of the Titans I've got a hostage situation with the Los Beta’s leader and he is perusing two students. I’m planning to catch him off guard but I’d rather not splatter the poor son of a bitch chained outside of his machine."
Karako hissed a few obscenities at the message. A hostage situation. Lovely. This was just what she needed on top of the day's events. At least this guy seemed to be alright. It wasn't often anyone came across a Titan who wasn't looking for a kill count.
The Lieutenant fumbled around in her uniform picket for a cigarette and her lighter while she tried to come up with a decent plan. She held the cigarette between her lips and pulled the small trigger on the gun shaped lighter. She puffed on the cig while lighting it, narrowing her eyes while she thought before she flicked on the comm.
"Well, Art. How do you feel about buzzing around like a maniac as a distraction? I can get in close and grab the hostage with my suit without much of a problem. I just need a really good distraction."
“This is Art Right of the Titans I've got a hostage situation with the Los Beta’s leader and he is perusing two students. I’m planning to catch him off guard but I’d rather not splatter the poor son of a bitch chained outside of his machine."
Karako hissed a few obscenities at the message. A hostage situation. Lovely. This was just what she needed on top of the day's events. At least this guy seemed to be alright. It wasn't often anyone came across a Titan who wasn't looking for a kill count.
The Lieutenant fumbled around in her uniform picket for a cigarette and her lighter while she tried to come up with a decent plan. She held the cigarette between her lips and pulled the small trigger on the gun shaped lighter. She puffed on the cig while lighting it, narrowing her eyes while she thought before she flicked on the comm.
"Well, Art. How do you feel about buzzing around like a maniac as a distraction? I can get in close and grab the hostage with my suit without much of a problem. I just need a really good distraction."
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