[center][h3][color=darkcyan]Exiled[/color]
[/h3][sub]Who Ordered the Nazis?[/sub]
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Ana flinched as she heard Manifold snap her fingers. [color=gold]”Ah wha-... Nazis in tanks?... Nazis in tanks!? Shit, let me go get Kendall! I don’t think she’d want to miss this!”[/color] Ana smash down the last of her beer and bolted out of the house bottle still in hand. When she got outside she looked out over the fields to see if Kendall was out there somewhere, not finding any signs of the girl Ana hurled her bottle at the barn.

[color=gold]”Kendall! We got Nazis in fucking tanks! Get your ass ready to go!”[/color] With that said Ana sprinted off into the shed and started fiddling with her keys. [color=gold][i]hmm what guns to bring… They got tanks so maybe Marta would be a good idea. Though I haven’t punched a tank in ages…[/i][/color]

As if on cue, Kendall emerged from around the corner of the house and held their hands over their ears. [color=fbec5d]”Sheesh, you’re loud! I could hear you from the other side of the house!”[/color] They ran towards Ana with a smile after uncovering their ears, looking down at Roscoe while they moved. [color=fbec5d]”You gotta stay here, bud. This isn’t anything a good boy like you should be involved with.”[/color]

The dog, of course, tilted his head for a moment, leading Kendall to sigh and command him. [color=fbec5d]”Go watch the sheep!”[/color] With an affirmative nod, the dog turned around and went all the way back to the sheep pen, Kendall still running straight towards the shed where Ana was at.

[color=fbec5d]”I’m sorry, by the way, but you said something about NAZIS IN TANKS?!”[/color] Kendall enthused, inquiring further from Ana. [color=fbec5d]”What kind of Nazis are we talking about?! White supremacists or like, actual frickin’ Nazis?”[/color]

Ana looked over her shoulder at Kendall and shrugged. [color=gold]”All I know is that they’re nazis. Go ask L if you wanna know more.”[/color] Finally finding the right key Ana opened up the shed and went inside. [color=gold]” Hey Kendall wanna try a gun!?”[/color] Ana asked as she browsed over her weaponry collection, pulling her 50 cal off the wall and smiling a little. [color=gold][sub]”God you’re beautiful.”[/sub][/color]

[color=fbec5d]”I-I’m alright!”[/color] Kendall nervously answered as they pushed the offer away. [color=fbec5d]”I’d prefer to not kill, even if the victims are Nazis.”[/color] they said as they looked at all of Ana’s guns. Sheesh, you’d think that she’d never get half of these guns, but here they are in any case.

With a little moment of hesitation, Kendall looked to Ana to ask her a question. [color=fbec5d]”Do you think we’ll see Lillian and her girlfriend there, too?”[/color]

[color=gold]”All depends. If they are the ones who told L the nazis were coming then I’d assume so. Again you’ll have to go ask L.”[/color] Ana placed her sniper onto a bench and then went to remove her top. [color=gold]”You can scoot now. Unless you want to watch me undress.”[/color]

[color=fbec5d]”Y-yeah, I’m good. I’ll just chill outside for a second…”[/color] Without a second to lose, Kendall stepped outside to transform into their own personality, everything changing but their head and hair for the time being. The costume was made almost entirely out of their  crimson brown colored tar, forming a tight bodysuit around their curves and everything. Features not immediately apparent if you compared the hero and the persona.

[color=fbec5d]”Can I still get the voice?”[/color] They asked themself as they made a hushed tone, tuning their voice back into its standard sultry nature that accompanied the outlook of Mastar. [color=firebrick]”There we go... gosh, it’s been a little while.”[/color]

They knocked on the door of the shed. [color=firebrick]”Sheesh, c’mon slowpoke! Don’t make me come in there to help pretty you up~.”[/color]

There was a sharp snap from behind them as Manifold, in full gear, all but strutted towards them.

[color=4863a0]<<Hurry the fuck up.  Lillian said she’s got something else to take care of, and my sensors picked up the movement of the tanks.  Also, a broadcast on the damn Guard frequencies, looks like someone got one of their helicopters.  Good on her, all I gotta say there.>>[/color] she signed quickly after she kicked open the door to the barn.  [color=4863a0]<<We need to leave if we’re going to catch them before they get too close to the City.>>[/color]

Ana was just sticking on her helmet as Manifold kicked down the door. [color=gold]”Fine jezz don’t blow a fuse.”[/color] Ana picked up her sniper and strapped the cannon onto her back before exiting the shed. [color=gold]”So chatterbox which direction are the nazis coming from?”[/color]

[color=4863a0]<<Just drive the truck towards the city.  Take that path through the fields and stay on the path, if you can.  Rather not ruin the crop over some damn Nazis.  We’ll intersect them by a minute or two and be able to set up.>>[/color]

[color=firebrick]”I’ll catch you all in the back seat.”[/color] Mastar’s hood flung out from her back and over her head as she quickly made her way towards the truck, entering her full-tar state to fly through it’s open window without shattering anything and reforming on the inside looking at the other two girls. [color=firebrick]”Y’all comin? We’re wastin’ daylight, y’know!”[/color]

Ana turned to Manifold and nodded towards the driver seat. [color=gold]”You drive. I might dip out of the car and try to take a few pot shots, soften them up before we engage head-on.”[/color] Ana then jumped into the passenger seat of the car and checked the safety on her sniper. 

Manifold shrugged, slipping into the driver’s seat quickly, turning it on, and flooring it.  Gravel and dirt sprayed behind the truck as they took off through the side entrance into the fields.  Without even looking at the road, she pulled up a screen on her visor, tracking positioning and route based off of the information Lillian had given her.

With a heavy jostle the truck bounced over the edge of the field onto the dirt road and slid to a stop dead center.

[color=4863a0]<<We’re here.  Three minutes.  You’ll be able to hear them yourself before then.>>[/color]  She grabbed the top of the truck, pulling herself up effortlessly as her other hand started to whirl audibly.  Once she was standing on top it opened up to reveal what almost looked like a miniature cannon barrel.  Placing her other hand on her shoulder, she crouched down and took aim for the bend five hundred meters down the road.

Ana nodded and hopped out of the car, flipping the safety off and folding out the bibod. Ana smirked and rested her sniper on the roof of the car. [color=gold]”Mines bigger.”[/color] She said as she glanced at Manifold’s cannon arm.

[color=firebrick]”You cuties and your size contests. It’s quite adorable~.”[/color] Mastar snarked as she watched behind the two, quickly dipping into a pile of tar amongst the field the moment she heard tank treads. Right now, her target was to glob up any tank turrets she could, hopefully causing them to self destruct. Alas, she had another minute possibly, so she decided to just wait and see what would go down with the two gunners.

Manifold rolled her eyes, casually flipping off Ana as she motioned for her to take the first shot. Even without signing it was obvious what she was saying.

Mines bigger in action.

Ana simply smirked and looked through her scope, flipping up her helmets visor so she could aim properly.