[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/nOAKdIx.png[/img] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p26KUjiaktU][sub]they don't know that i // know that they know about me[/sub][/url][/center] She supposed she should feel endangered. On some level, she certainly was; Gypsy Soul was upset with her, judging by the amount of sirens going off as her Samadhi batted away the alien's claws once, then twice. Her parries felt effortless, an application of training she had done day in and day out in her past life on Mars. [color=ed1c24][i]This was always a possibility, Gyps. You knew not to go in naïve.[/i][/color] She could almost hear the voices of gleeful executives and scientists, and felt the same skepticism now that she'd felt then - a nagging concern, in her bones, that there was something malicious waiting in space. But she'd gone along for the ride this far. She heard a new alarm blare in her cockpit, and a grin split the surface beneath her cool metal face. [color=ed1c24]"Sssstupid bug."[/color] Danger close once. By now, she had been attempting to Gypsy Soul's high mobility Praxis Clock package proved worth the time and risk to implement, sweeping backwards and from the right as Odysseus fired its twin ATs at the creature's armor. They struck, just as Bedwyr's sustained volleys had, and though they didn't seem to do any better of a job at penetrating the alien's defenses, they certainly seemed to piss it off. Almost as much as Gypsy's continued survival did. Another alarm blared. Danger close twice. Ajax was returning fire, answering the creature's spinal singes with a one-two punch that, if not another shellacking on an already thoroughly shellacked exoskeleton, would send it reeling with the pulse that followed the uranium slug. With no further volleys at risk of obliterating their local, nimble, otherworldly friendly Orbital Gypsy pressed the opportunity to engage. [center][color=ed1c24]<>[/color][/center] [i][center][color=ed1c24]//Praxis Clock functionality rating reduced to 3. Samadhi functionality rating raised to 5.[/color][/center] [/i] It seemed that, now that she had fully committed to her plan of attack and decided to seize while the Bandit was vulnerable, Gypsy Soul had finally decided to commit to the bit, too. [i][center][color=ed1c24]//Stupid bug.//[/color][/center][/i] No longer merely content to block blows, Gyps' Counterattack struck one talon, then the next, the smaller Orbital attempting to drive back the monster offended by its very existence. If the others could keep up with their engagement, she knew could make short work of the talons. Gyps found her heart thumping in her chest, felt her legs quiver with excitement and her teeth sink into her lip. She was really getting into this. Gyps was feeling so good, she mused, that maybe she wouldn't even dodge in a few seconds. [center][color=ed1c24][i]//Prepare for evasive maneuvers.//[/i][/color][/center] She would, of course. ...But maybe she wouldn't...