[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/r45P7Yl.png[/img] [h3][color=LightGoldenrodYellow]Numbani airport - early evening[/color][/h3] [/center] Upon the recently repaired tarmac of the African city of Numbani’s main airport quite the crowd has gathered, centered around a soon to depart KGDF cargo transport plane and the small group of scientists and military personnel preparing to board it. The main focus of the various local reporters and paparazzi, who had been allowed a brief opportunity to ask questions and take photographs before the group went of to japan, was on the Month old android Orisa and her 11 year old creator Efi Oladele who they were bombarding with questions. [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]”...looking forwards to learning from experienced units like Gipsy Danger...”[/color] [color=DCEC27]“...all thanks to our wonderful university's...”[/color] At the back of the congregation Asmaa Kattan, the highest ranking of the military personnel present received a high priority phone call from KGDF headquarters and, after a short conversation, approached the android and her inventor. Efi noticed her approached and turned from the journalists to ask [color=DCEC27]“Are we ready to get going Miss Kattan?”[/color] “Change of plans. Private Orisa, walk with me.” [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]I.. Yes. At once mam!”[/color] The centaur android turned from the now unruly press who were desperate to know what was going on, and the two walked towards the aircraft, only to be joined by Efi. “I don’t remember asking for you to join us Efi, go and rejoin your colleagues.” [color=DCEC27]“Where Orisa goes, I go.”[/color] “I will not be the one to take a child into a war zone. Go back.” [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]”A war zone? Whatever is going on?”[/color] Kattan sighed and turned to face the young pair, rather exasperated. She was in the military, she should not be having to deal with children. “The KGDF just got word of 3 separate simultaneous kaiju attacks, one of which is currently hitting Casablanca: the capital city of Morocco. As you are the closest available unit it has been decided you will be engaging the threat. We are to leave immediately.” [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]“Then I have to come, I’m the only one who knows how Orisa works and it’s her first mission! What if something goes wrong? I should be there, supporting her!”[/color] “I will not budge on this issue, and every second we waste on it puts more lives in danger. Go back. That is an order!” [color=DCEC27]“I. But.”[/color] [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]”I’ll be fine Efi and you can still keep an eye on me remotely. Right?”[/color] Kattan nodded and, after a few moments of deliberation, Efi slumped, accepting her predicament but still clearly upset at the limitations remote communication would bring. Seeing this, Orisa gave her creator a quick hug. [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]“Come home safe so we can both go to Japan together. Promise.”[/color] [color=DCEC27]”I promise. See you soon.”[/color] [hr] [center][color=LightGoldenrodYellow][h3]Approaching Casablanca - Morocco, early evening[/h3][/color][/center] Inside the rear end of the transport plane a visibly nervosa Orisa stood before a currently closed exit ramp. The android was running a few last minute pre transformation diagnostics, as much to calm her nerves as to make sure she was ready, when Kattan’s voice came over the intercom. “We’re approaching the dropsite. We still don’t have an orbital visual of the target, so your primary goal is to get us a clear picture of the kaiju. Once we have that you’ll engage or pull back on my order, understood?” [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]”Understood mam.”[/color] “Good. we’re opening the door now. Prepare to jump” At this, the large bay doors at the back of the plane began to open slowly, the ramp lowering and exposing the city of Mohammedia, a port city just east of Casablanca, below. The lights of the city came into focus as the plane descended and slowed in preparation for android deployment. “Drop in, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, go go go!” At that command Orisa galloped down the exit ramp and leaped out of the aircraft, the freezing wind blowing through her dark curly hair for just a moment before she activates her size changer. At this android massively expands in size while in mid air and, while her lower half remains roughly the same in appearance, her upper half becomes covered in metal armor, her horns expand massively in length, a plasma cannon forms in the place of her right hand and her face is covered by a golden tinted mask. The now 70M tall orisa activates her Fortify ability, a golden aura shimmering across her entire body, which braces her for the impact with the water seconds later. She grinds to a halt, canceling the momentum she had inherited from the plane, and then turn quickly to face the city of Casablanca. [color=LightGoldenrodYellow]”This is Orisa. landing successful. I am ready to initiate combat operations.”[/color] “Confirmed. Proceed as planned.” [hr] From her hiding place among the cargo in the plane, Efi watches this all through Orisa’s eyes on her laptop. She opens a chat window alongside all of the various diagnostic info she has onscreen and types [color=DCEC27]Good Luck[/color] Down below Orisas eyes briefly make a ^_^ expression before she begins her steady advance along the coast line towards the beleaguered city.