[color=82ca9d][b][h2] Mema-Ka [/h2][/b][/color]

The last squad command given by Aurora had been to pass leadership unto him and to relocate to position X-27, before the entire simulation felt the impact of a massive explosion to the west of his location. It didn't take Mema-Ka to step into the role passed on, he already knew his plan of action, and it were not to head to X-27, the Horst and what he assumed were the Shiva currently were engaging the Argo from further to the west were both too far off to make it there. But Aurora had likely not known this, and change was a constant on the battlefield.

Arrish Duval. The pilot of the Horst had made it clear that he was assuming leadership of the squad, or what remained of it, seemingly trying to bypass Aurora's command and in doing so illegitimate Mema-Ka's newly assigned role. While Aurora were no doubt emotionally compromised, as far as he knew, both the Logic, the Horst and the Shiva had abandoned their positions to head eastward, leaving her without a proper frontline. All in all. She had performed well in taking out a large section of the grid herself and anyone that no doubt were in that place. Which limited the amount of places the remaining opponents could be holding out.

[color=82ca9d][b]"Negative!"[/b][/color] Mema-Ka replied swiftly over the team comms towards Arrish. [color=82ca9d][b]"Cadet Duval! You are out of line! You are now under my command! Are you disregarding the line of command? You may proceed to engage the Argent! However do not pursue it into their territory on your own! The Guinevere is still unaccounted for! This is not the time for further folly!"[/b][/color] Mema-Ka hurriedly replied and then moved out towards the Argent's direction with Elora on the back. [color=82ca9d][b]"Logic! Cover me. Horst! Supression fire request approved! Shiva! Proceed north and collect the Logic! If Argo remains at large, lure it into the open field and fire upon it. It no longer have it's primary ranged weaponry and would be forced to get into the open! Logic is designated as second in command, over!"[/b][/color] 

Mema-Ka set his laserdrones sight at the Argent Wings, the laserdrones were latched on the Raptor and tried to shoot down the Argent. Raptor uses attack drones to try attack the Argent Wings. [color=f7976a][b][Attack Drones][/b][/color]. Four different barrels were better odds at hitting than one after all. He readied a [color=f7976a][b][Free reaction shot][/b][/color] with his [color=f7976a][b][Marker Light] [Damage][/b][/color], ready to shoot down the Argo if it would somehow chase after them, or if another shot would open up. He felt slightly annoyed with Arrish, while he didn't know the man, he couldn't help but feel the man was out to claim some form of glory. Glory wasn't something which could ever be obtained on a battlefield to the older twin.

Raptor uses [color=f7976a][b][Leaper][/b][/color] and moves to [color=f7976a][b][R-23][/b][/color] with Logic Diver on it's back.




[color=fff200][b][h2] Griff [/h2][/b][/color]

[color=fff200][b]"Nooooo! Aurora! SHIIIIIT!"[/b][/color] Griff yelled out as the massive explosion caused the entire simulation to momentarily lag. He saw the Goose and the Sleeping Thunder to vanish in a blast of light. Another comerade lost. This time however he remembered they were still in a simulation, possibly due to the lag he felt reminding him again. But it felt so real. He had failed to protect the Sleeping Thunder and Elora was still in need of his help.

He had spotted and attacked the Argo, he felt a moment of shame, having seized what he considered an opportunity to damage Argo. It made him feel bad. When his desire to support and help his allies, but at the same time his warrior core was yelling at him to honorably fight his opponent one on one. But Elora needed him. Arrish was somewhere aswell yelling out orders. So was that Mema-Ka guy. So they lost one commander and now got two? Griff received two different kind of orders hurled his way, as if he wasn't already abit split on what to do.

[color=fff200][b]"Uhh! Roger that commanders!"[/b][/color]

Minerva's Argo were heavily damaged however, and while he would have loved to duel her and get his revenge. It somehow… didn't feel sportsman like to do that now after his sneak attack on her. It just wasn't fair. She was like him. A proud warrior. He had a hard pill to swallow. Finishing her and then following what that Meme-guy was saying. After all Aurora had said he would be the leader? But Arrish was his friend- Oh gods. Was Arrish his friend? But they had not even gotten to the part where they would compare biceps, share a sweaty towel or watch wrestling together or dress up as the Galactic Rangers. Those thoughts would have to wait. Too many thoughts were making things difficult. He quickly made a mental list.

Beat up Minnie. Head north to find Meme-guy and Arrish. Rescue Elora. Then find nerd guy and beat his ass with Elora! Then claim victory and celebrate the simulation good times with all the team and steak! He would do what both commanders said and do everything! After all. He was the Griffman! The man who would somehow pull through! 

To strike down Minerva in a manner like this wasn't something he would be proud of. He couldn't even approach her afterwards with a cheeky grin afterwards. A bitter victory if anything. It felt like cheating. He hated doing that. But he hoped his sword would finish the job, a warrior lived by the sword and died by the sword. At least he respected her that much as a warrior to not humiliate her.

[color=fff200][b]"Sorry about this Minnie!"[/b][/color] Griff yelled out and swung his [color=f7976a][b][Trillium blade][/b][/color] towards the Argo's already damaged core, then moved further north taking aim with his [color=f7976a][b][Marker Light] [Damage][/b][/color] towards the Argo in case the blade wouldn't do the trick. He however resisted using his shining fingers, as he needed to keep them intact to get Elora. He kept moving north, spotting the incoming Horst and the Raptor at the same time and the Argent Wings ahead.

Griff who was accustomed to multitasking in his framewerk locked on with his [color=f7976a][b][Slag Cannon][/b][/color] at Argent Wings and tried to shoot it down. [color=fff200][b]"It's the big chest lady! Take this you stupid Argent!"[/b][/color] Griff yelled out towards Ava, despite her not being able to hear him, and then smiled as he saw the Logic being carried by the Raptor. 

[color=fff200][b]"Elora! Elora! I got you! I told you! I'll protect you!"[/b][/color] He said in a hopeful happy voice, then readied his [color=f7976a][b][Slag Cannon][/b][/color] again with his [color=f7976a][b][Free Reaction Shot][/b][/color] would Argo prove to still be functioning, or the Argent somehow making it through, or whomever still remained. Griff had not seen his archenemy yet. Sparks. The one man who was not allowed to defeat him under any circumstances. Nerds couldn't beat jocks! Jocks beat nerds! It was the natural order of things! He knew this from his anime wrestling shows. Also.. why did the Logic remind him of a rugby ball? If Elora could leave it and get into the Shiva with him, then he could kick it at someone's face. Also where the hell were Buggyboy?

He used his extra pair of arms that held the shining fingers and tried to take the Logic from the Raptor.

Shiva moving [color=f7976a][b][T-20] -> [S-21] -> [R-22] -> [Q-22][/b][/color]