With this revelation, prepare for the Red Reaper to start killing every new meta she comes across. She might feel as if her 'specialness' is being threatened.
Athinar
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“Hey kid! The sooner you can reboot your Jaeger wannabe the better!” War-Pulse shouted, twisting his body to deliver an explosive energy ball into a robot who was getting too close to eh barrier, its head exploding on contact. “I swear, if you put that thing on Windows Vista I am gunna be pissed!”
Angel smirked as the mercenary snarked at him while fighting. As he replied, his voice came through the speaker system on the mech simultaneously. "Jaeger wannabe? Man, there is no way those things would ever be able to work, let alone move, in the real world. You know how hard it was to make this thing move? Physics sucks, as a mistress to Giant Mech Suits."
The front of the mech unfolded, with the arms forming a ladder to the chest, and the armor plates slid aside to reveal the cockpit. "And Windows Vista might be an option. If this were an E-Droid from Robocop." Sitting in the ergonomic cavity, Angel held out his arms and legs, and like a mechanical glove, the ATD closed back around him, encasing him in metal.
As the light of the cockpit began to glow, Angel began to see with the ATD's 'eyes', and moved into a stance, not unlike that of a runner, in a 400-meter dash, or the like.
Equilibrium was back.
With whirring of machinery, and a roar of twin gouts of flame from Equilibrium's jump jets, the mech barreled through the hallway, jumping over the barrier that Trent had erected. While the amount of violence was impressive, Equilibrium didn't care at the moment. He was almost free again, and he wasn't going to let these S.T.R.I.K.E. goons get between him and the entry hole War-Pulse had made. His 'Merlin' shield wasn't up, but for right now, he didn't need to worry about energy weapons. Those bits of the S.T.R.I.K.E. arsenal wouldn't come out unless the base was under attack by a serious threat... Equilibrium's train of thought halted as a plasma bolt lanced past his 'head'. Huh. It appeared that the duo were viewed as a threat. No matter.
As he rocketed down the hallway, he unslung his 'Lancelot' shield from his back, and held it before him, taking the incoming fire on the shield. Crashing into the battalion of agents, Equilibrium paid the foot soldiers no mind, as they were all scattered like bowling pins, as he crashed through. Rather, the twelve robots coming at him with plasma weapons did. Taking a bolt from the lead robot on the shield, he revved up the DMS, which quickly accelerated up to the 56,000 RPM. Slashing it downward, he shredded the robot, with a shriek of sparks and metal, he turned to the next robot. There was no time to control these machines, and besides, it would take up too much of his concentration. Anyways, Equilibrium was let off like a cannon shot, and he had roughly the same effect on the S.T.R.I.K.E. battalion.
Eh. Pretty good, though I'm waiting for at least one more post before I post.
Hoping to get the next post up, and hopefully resolve the Prison Arc. Maybe then we can move on with the global arcs.
Aleksandr
Alek walked into his spacious, modern apartment, with a large window and a lovely view of the city's skyline, and set his satchel on the couch, and moved to the window, taking in the night sky. After all these years, Vale city's skyline at night was still as beautiful as ever. However, Alek turned away, grabbing the remote to his television, and turned it on. Flopping down on his couch, nudging off the satchel, Alek flipped to the news channel. It was always good to see what normal society said about the criminal underground.
...And we're live at the scene, Bill, where a baffling crime has happened at the 12th Bank of Vale City. As you can see behind me, the large window, characteristic of each branch of the Bank of Vale, has been completely shattered, by a mysterious vandal. The only damage to the bank was to the window, the vault and safe deposit boxes remaining untouched. It's still unclear who the main suspect is, this early in the investigation, but authorities are suspecting that this is the work of one of the various gangs in the Financial District, who aborted a robbery, after the quick response of security on-site. This has been a Vale City First Alert, from VNN, your Vale City News Network.
Shaking his head, and turning off the television, Alek grinned. Those idiots had no idea of who actually had attacked the bank. Eh. Fit his purposes perfectly. Anonymity was better than notoriety, at least outside the underground.
His thoughtful contemplation was interrupted by the vibrating of his phone. Pulling it out of his right pocket, he looked at the caller ID. It was a certain "Oshea Ennius." Searching his memory, he tried to remember anyone named Oshea. Hmmm... wait, Oshea, the one guy from college? While they had been friends, they weren't exactly close, or even in the same department. Alek was in Engineering, and Oshea was in Creative Arts. Accepting the call, Alek said, "Hello?"
A ragged, breathy voice came over the phone's tiny speaker. "Alek. This is Oshie. I'm-" His voice broke off in a long string of curses in Greek, and coughing. "I'm dying. I know we weren't that close, in college, and I don't know what you do now, but... I don't expect you to avenge me, but there is this guy... He's insane. He made me sick. I'm only telling you this, because I think that you're the only person I know who might be able do something about him. He's a menace, and his name is Blackburn." Oshie's voice trailed off into a hacking cough, and then a clatter as the line went dead.
Alek looked at his phone with mild surprise. This was new. People from college trying to enlist his help, before they died? Not all too common. However, he couldn't be too wary of this guy, 'Blackburn'. Oshea lived in the Port District, a ways away from Alek's apartment. However, if he was going to hit the 15th Bank of Vale, which was in the Port District... Hm. It could be a problem, later on, when-
Alek's train of thought broke off when he saw something strange, off of the reflection of his television. A dark figure, crouching on the rooftop of the building across the street, which was shorter than Alek's own apartment building. Making no sudden movements, he pushed a button on his phone, activating the proximity alarms for his apartment. If anyone entered, he would know.
@Thaddeus Dron Are you looking to hire Alek permanently, or temporarily? Because Alek might have some objections to permanently.
<Snipped quote by Kalistar>
Arachne: "Excuse me?"
Angel: *peeks in.*
*Reads comments*
*Gets in ATD.*
*Calibrates boosters for orbital ejection*
*Flies into the sun.*
Working on a second post now.
@OnlyThePie Whaaaaat? I would never ever hinder another person's plans for fun and profit! *blatant lie deactivated*
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