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[h3][color=d7d7d7][b]Roland[/b][/color][/h3]
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[color=0072bc]Robot[/color] [color=ec008c]Girls[/color]
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Level 3 Roland - (7/30) 
Level 12 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (30/120)
Level 5 Susie - (39/50) - (Holding 2 level up)
[b]Location:[/b] Sector 8 checkpoint
[b]Word Count:[/b] Less than 750
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Susie and Blazermate, having no real problems navigating the streets thanks to their flight, were among some of the first to arrive. Roland arriving fairly late all things considered even with a high performance motorbike. [color=d7d7d7]"Tch. Not as fast as those in the City I guess. Taking it was a waste of time."[/color] Roland did park it however where he said he would, using some nearby pole to keep it locked down so it wouldn't be easily stolen. He didn't know if that pair would listen to what he said, but hey, he held up what he said he was going to do.

As everyone gathered, they planned on how they were going to get through to the next area, an area that seemed to hold some answers on what was going on in this city. Plans were being laid out to deal with the G men that were stationed there, 6 in total. Thinking about it, Susie offered to take one out, saying. [color=ec008c]"A drill dive should take one of them out. With the rest of you dealing with yours, that leaves..."[/color] Roland, having worked with these things, but not all that interested personally in helping the shady leaders of the city, knowing what he knows now with his memories restored, said. [color=d7d7d7]"I'll take that one. Working with these monsters for so long, only realizing how wrong it was, really doesn't feel great."[/color]

As Goldlewis went to start the distraction that'd signal everyone to start their attack, Susie hovered high above the G man she was going to dive bomb, with Roland silently moving to his position, his mask making him less noticeable to the G men compared to Zenkichi and Goldlewis, especially as they were taking up their attention. Blazermate stayed behind, as she didn't have anything that'd let her deal with any of this in a timely matter. Once everyone was in position, the trap was sprung. Roland moved to hit his G man with his massive sword in order to cleave it in two, while Susie summoned her business suit and crushed the G man she landed on into dust. Due to the low hp of these forms, both party members took out their respective targets, and with everything down, they could move on to the checkpoint proper.

Once they got there, it was clear that the checkpoint itself was manned by actual soldiers instead of those monstrous G men. [color=d7d7d7]"Well, I think you guys were onto something. Its rare that they lave actual soldiers guarding anything unless it was important. There must be something that they don't want people to see there."[/color] Roland said, thinking about what he was observing. Blazermate piped up. [color=0072bc]"So... I don't see how we're all going to stealth through this. I'm bright blue, Susie is bright pink, and I'm sure the metal detector would go off if we tried to get through one, and I'm sure they got one...."[/color] Blazermte said. [color=0072bc]"But well, if we get into a fight, my projectile shield can protect us from their bullets as well."[/color] She then got a look on her face as if she thought of something. [color=0072bc]"Oh! Oh! Leave some for me to turn into zombies, we could use them to sus out dangerous areas!"[/color] The medabot had said she could do this, but Roland had never seen it. At least from what he could gather, she wasn't going to make those puppet abominations from a certain someone he hated...

[color=ec008c]"I could use a test drive of this shield I got. I'm not a fan of a live fire test, but thats what my business suit is for."[/color] Susie said. Roland was silent, he knew it'd probably come to a fight, but he wasn't happy about it. Hopefully this would be worth it, and this wasn't some long long grift.