Cassandra just rolled her eyes at the complaint about the damage to her suit that one rather loud girl took. [i]"if your gonna whine about minor damage like that, hate to see how you handle real damage."[/i] she though as the loud girl returned to her seat.

“Next prospect please stand up and enter the arena” the voice drolled on waiting for the next snot nosed brat who thinks they are all that.

Cassandra stood up and walked toward the battle system, walking right past her mothers display as she did, giving it a small glance [i]“Wish me luck mom”[/i] she thought as she passed it and stepped up to the machine, first setting her GP base, but pausing a moment at her Gunpla case. Did she wanna show off with Legilis? What with how AGE is shit on everyone's reaction to her beating ass with it could be amusing. [i]”No, save the showboating for latter ‘The King’ needs his due first.”[/i] She thought as she pulled Bael from it’s case and set it in ready position.

“If you are done stalling we can get ready with this examination or are you getting chicken feet?” The proctor called out in his dull drab voice that seemed to carry a mocking tone to it. “The field is space and damage level is C if you got a problem leave if not launch I am not payed to watch over indecisive brats.” He said harshly his tone dull and scathing.

Cassandra already didn’t like this guy, but as he spoke she tied her hair back to keep it out of her face while she fought, and in doing so uncovered the patch on the back of the leather jacket she was wearing. Celestial Being’s unmistakable emblem, with a serpent, a viper to the more keen eyed coiled around it. “Yeah, take the train wheels off, and bump it up to A, then keep quiet. I’ve no time to listen to the whining of the ‘janitor’.” She snapped back, as she launched, sending Bael through the tunnel and into space.

Once in space she charged forward, her prey coming into range, Ginn’s apparently. She didn’t bother with any kind of taunt, she just dodged as the ones equipped with long range guns opened fire on her, returning fire once they were in range of the Bael’s wing mounted cannons, which is also the same time she drew steel to bare against the Ginns. 

She was ten total kills deep into the battle when she noticed something strange. The Ginn’s wheren't ‘fighting back’ like she expected, this was a bit off putting, she was expecting more from this school, but at the same time she stayed alert and on guard as she fought. Keeping are actions per kill to a minimum, only sparing a slight twist of her blades when she stabbed the Ginns cockpit. Not because she knew an ace was coming if the prior match was anything to go off, but this ‘phase’ felt off. 

She fought one though, ten turned to fifteen, then twenty, then twenty five, and before she knew she’d hit thirty kills, with little more then scratched paint to show for it and a growing level of irritation. They still weren't fighting back like she thought they should, and she was starting the wonder if the dick head at the control was just going to throw trash at her till she was too tired to fight by the time she hit thirty five kills.

“STOP THIS POINTLESS FIGHTING!” A voice yelled out in the distance as the freedom gundam appeared in the distance and fired off its beam cannons at once. Clearing the debris from the fallen remnants of the Ginns. “VIOLENCE NEVER SOLVED ANYTHING WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THIS?!!” The voice called in as the freedom gundam came coming barreling at high speeds firing off the beam rifle all the way after the most recent barrage of its cannons.

Cassandra pulled back, letting the barrage obliterate what would have been kill number thirty seven, and then again when The Freedom took a few quick shots at her Gundam with the Beam Rifle, and continued dodging as the idiot at the controls just kept firing. She didn't’ say anything at first, she knew who the supposed “ace” she got saddled with was. “Really … I get you? What? Where all the other AI Aces taking a shit or something? or maybe a nap?” She said, her tone absolutely dripping with a mocking contempt for the “Ace” she had to fight. “Run along little hypocrite, there's no plot armor to save your third rate ass here!!” Her movements switch from defensive to offensive, now closing the gap between Bael and The Freedom, weaving though The Freedoms fire, and firing back with her own cannons.

Her where less ‘chaotic’ though, as she was apply one of her mother tricks of forcing the enemy to be where you want, when you want. So her shots were slightly staggered, using one shot to set up for the second to hit, while keeping the first shot aimed as things like the cockpit and weapons.

Rather than dodging the shots the freedom rather used the shield to take the brunt of the shots the damage leaving a clear marking on the shield but it held strong still. It charged forward its wings spread out its eyes gleaming through the resulting smoke.  It had a singular target and it was clear to see that despite things it would take a lot more to deal with it than sniping at it from afar.

Cassandra fired off a couple more rounds from the Bael’s Cannons as she closed the gap, the way the Gundam was leaned into its charge suggested Cassandra was charging in blind like Kira was, even going so far as to have sheathed on of her blades to sell she was going in for a single strike with the intent of ending it right then and there.

Cassandra had a different plan though, and if anyone there actually knew her, they’d know just how much she hated Kira, and that there was no way she’d end this quickly.  

With a sudden halt the freedom stopped and fired the beam cannons again at such a close distance. Even if they managed to dodge they would get hit in the long run as due to the close range there was little chance that they would manage to get free from the blast range in time. With that the freedom prepared another burst of its weapons though that brief opening when it was charging leaving it open for a brief moment.


Cassandra acted quickly, getting clear of ‘ground zero’ and  making sure the damage she did take was only superficial, as it’s easier to fix the armor then it is the inner frame. Impressively Bael was still off balance when she opened back up with Bael’s cannons. “Might wanna trade those ‘flashlights’ in for a real gun, or maybe they should kick you off that thing and put some one with a brain behind the controls if that’s the best you can do.” she taunted as the thud of her cannons kept up, targeting, basically anything on The Freedom, as she resumed trying to get closer. 

Without a response it forgone its beam spam and started to attack the bael with the beam sabers its singular drive and focus giving it a clarity of sorts as the skill of the freedom suddenly increased greatly as it started to gauge the bael with it its strikes caging it in before flipping and launching a singular beam shot at the head. Leaving a mark though as it was doing this it took the hits that was fired from the bael. 

Cassandra suddenly found herself on the back foot of sorts, Kira having suddenly gotten ‘smarter’ “I see the ‘Janitor’ is petty on top of a dick.”, leaving her little choice but to block and parry The Freedoms beam sabers, and when it flipped back and leveled the rifle at her she pretty much knew where he was aiming given the angle and just tilted the head down and to the side a bit so the beam struck the armor and not anything as vital as the optics. It still left a mark and took a bit out of the V-Fin on the right.

Unfortunately for Kira, he wasn’t far enough away when he shot, “Cute asshole” She snapped, Bael responding with brief flicker of red in it eyes as it lurched forward, grabbed the Freedom by the forearm and just jerked back, tearing it from the elbow, rifle still attached and tossed it a side like so much garbage. “But if your gonna do damage, make it count.”

With little warning a large silverish shadow descended before the freedom jumped back into it revealing the large meteor unit. With that done A large sweeping beam blade came crashing upon the Bael giving it little time to react before it met with the armor of the shoulder cleaving through it and a bit of the bicep armor in the process. Continuing the assault another one came in from the side aiming to sever its torso in a single swing. 

Cassandra purged what was left of the shoulder armor, and took quick stock of the shoulder itself, a little blacked but otherwise fine, Still first the V-Fin, now the shoulder. Kira might be a third rate pilot, but now he was wasting her time with repairs after this. “Ya know what. I could probably beat you with out this.” She said, an air of cruelty to her tone. Bael’s eye turning a bright red as she spoke “But I’d rather not have to spend too much time replacing the armor on my beloved Bael.” That cruelty turning mocking as Bael suddenly started moving and reacting significantly faster, weaving around Kira attacks with way less effort than before. “So I’m going to end this now.” Firing directly into the Meteor’s thruster intakes while she moved in, redrawing her sheathed blade. 

Kira naturally moved to dodge and strike with the Anti Ship Beam Sword, but Bael was just to much faster now, so has he brought it around  Cassandra was already past the Beam Blade, but still had to block the actual arm of the Meteor, which she did with her swords, right before she cleaved the Meteor’s arm off just about down to where it attached to the Freedom. Kira then tried to counter with the Plasma cannons on the Freedom it self but he had a bad angle on her and did little more then get Bael to back off for a moment, before Cassandra buried both sword to the hilt in the Meteors thrusters, causing it to explode and force the Freedom to eject.

It was in that moment Cassandra descended on Kira with a great fury, putting a couple shots directly in the Freedoms main thruster, crippling it’s mobility before closing the gap completely a cleaving the Freedoms shoulders off at the joint, as well as its rail cannons. Kira did try to bring the Plasma cannons to bare on her in on final attempt to win, but Cassandra just cut those off as they deployed.

Cassandra stopped a moment, and sheathed her swords, then grabbed the cripple Gundam by the chest, tore the cockpit hatch off, as well as part of the cockpit, exposing the pilot. “No amount of plot armor can save you here. This is a battleground for real warriors not half assed, hypocritical idealists.” she snapped, then delivered a single punch to what was left of the cockpit area.

“BATTLE OVER” the system chimed.

With the battle over, and Bael collected, she returned to her seat, with about as many words as she'd used when she got up to take her exam.