[h1]Dlanor A. Knox, Inquisitor of Heaven - Crew Corridor, UMMA Vessel [i]Tanngrisnir[/i][/h1]

The last of the unfortunate men fell dead in a pool of blood. It seemed that, however they were teleporting in, they had realized that this spot was not an ideal location, to say the least. It was less of a fight and more of a massacre, it was obvious they hadn't been expecting this at all. Feeling the flesh in her chest knit itself back together, to leave not even a scar, Dlanor rounded on the mechanical being and Russ.

Blade Wolf had taken a hit, but seemed to be safe from serious damage insofar as Dlanor could tell. The machine seemed very obviously irate at encountering Russ, for reasons Dlanor was unsure of. So, simply, she approached, the Red Key raised, the light from the blade cast on the metal hallways.

"Assault on a UMMA officer is not PERMITTED," she said, calmly, stepping over a body, "You receiver a single WARNING. This is not the time for petty QUARRELS. The passengers must be PROTECTED."

[h1]Outside the Passenger Area, UMMA Vessel [i]Tanngrisnir[/i][/h1]

[url=http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=900998]A girl's head snapped up when Blake and the others arrived.[/url] She stood outside of the passenger area, with several men dressed in black around her, wielding swords and rifles. Her eyes narrowed. "Are you here to stop me from finding her too?! Whoever you are, it doesn't matter!"

She slid one foot back, slipping swiftly into a combat stance. Her right arm snapped up, it what almost seemed like a block. "We'll be together again no matter what you do! Heartbreaker, come on out!"

There was a whirring sound as a device began to assemble itself on her right hand. First a black base, some kind of gauntlet, and then a set of tubes holding some kind of pink light, which quickly slid into slots on the gauntlet. Metal plates moved over her fingers, producing some kind of gauntlet.

"Try and stop me," the girl snapped, "I dare you."

[h1]Chiester Sisters - Weapons and Communications, UMMA Vessel [i]Tanngrisnir[/i][/h1]

"... 00... we've... got something on the e-edge of our sensors!"

00 swiftly looked to the controls. "Hold on a moment. All I can tell you now is that this is the UMMA vessel [i]Tanngrisnir[/i], we're under attack so there's no time for an explanation. What is it? Can you tell?"

45 weakly nodded, her eyes fixed on the censors. "It looks like a ship, I think it might be cloaked."

00 narrowed her eyes, doing her best to show none of the panic she was feeling. "Agent Sabina, you should be out there helping the civilians. 410, can you get a manual lock on their ship?"

"Working on it, nyeh!" Still grinning, but gritting her teeth, 410 grasped the controls and started to track the ship as best she could. The cowards were just hiding!

[h1]Kirisame Marisa, Client World 12262009-A[/h1]

"Oh hey, what's this~?"

The goggles had proven far too alluring. The Perfectly Ordinary Witch had no idea what they did, but part of the allure of theft was experimenting with the spoils gained afterwards! Marisa had simply been cruising along on her broom, over the heads of the people below her. This was like some kind of... manga place! It was right out of one of those manga from the outside world! ... Was this qualified as the outside world or was it different because it was some other universe or something? Eh, it didn't matter! What did matter was those goggles... hooking a finger into them from above, Marisa swiftly pulled up, nabbing them off the brunette girl and raising them up as she sat up on her broom. The small blonde grinned.

"Hehehe, thanks! I'll be borrowing these for a while, alright?!"