Renose
BrokenPromise
Azure BubblesNono, Castle Tepes
Nono frowned slightly, shifting to cover the skies as her lasers fired away without pause, shifting from one target to the next as she brought up her targeting priorities. One soldier dropped out of the sky after another, struck down by her weapons fire as she escalated to lethal force. They had shot first, and thus she felt no regard to give them quarter if they did not request it.
Then things shifted suddenly, and she was forced to react as a familiar enemy presented itself, interfering in her defensive efforts by using her sword as a shield. Well, that explained some of the things that had been said.
Situation update:
Priority target override.
Accessing databanks.
Secondary thought process: Access UMMA database to try and locate identity of enemy combatant.
Retargeting.
Firing
She shifted, lasers focusing on the spinning katana and yet failing to pierce it once more. Whatever it was made of, it was incredibly tough. Though she tried, nothing got through, and all the men behind it were safe. Frustrating, but she would deal with it in turn.
Once they had landed on the ground, she focused on the fight at hand, retracting her laser batteries back into her legs as she settled into a fighting stance, while wearing a determined expression. "I urge you to surrender now, before it's too late," she replied firmly and calmly. "I am not letting you get inside this castle!" and in that, she was certain.
Illyasviel von Einzbern, Castle Tepes
With the hole blown in the ceiling via Caladbolg, Illya made her way down to the house rapidly. Use of er magic made it easier to dodge the lasers as they spat across the sky, and soon enough she was past the robotic guard. Let those two fight it out, and the rest confront what looked like some sort of Saber. She'd go handle the mission instead.
Jumping down and in, she glanced around as she summoned Kanshou and Bakuya to her grip. There was no foe immediately present, but she expected to be confronted shortly. They wouldn't simply let her run around inside and do as she wanted for long. Otherwise it would render their defense moot. And she really hoped that she got the chance to fight.
So for now she walked along as she moved through the mansion, looking for the jewel that she was here to steal. She was alert, but nonchalant. She could handle whatever they threw at her, she was certain of it.
Cinder Fall, Museum World
Cinder stood calm and idle as she looked around her surroundings, while the cylindrical prison she wa sbeing held in was transported along towards it's inevitable destination. It was an easy ride, and it was amusing to see how itchy their trigger fingers were when it came to her. Not that she planned on trying to escape at the moment, but she could derive what pleasure she could from it.
At the same time, she could feel something developing. That clawing, aching feeling inside her that came from fights and extensive usage of her powers. It was the price that she paid, but one that she paid gladly. So she shivered, occasionally letting out the idle cough, all the physical manifestations she would let free.
After all, they had her Dust, so she couldn't fix it. And it provided an opportunity for ehr going on. So she acted as though it were nothing as they at last arrived at their destination, some UMMA base that she would be held in, presumably before being transported to their HQ. "Try to not keep me waiting," she noted aloud. "I'm a very busy woman."
Nono frowned slightly, shifting to cover the skies as her lasers fired away without pause, shifting from one target to the next as she brought up her targeting priorities. One soldier dropped out of the sky after another, struck down by her weapons fire as she escalated to lethal force. They had shot first, and thus she felt no regard to give them quarter if they did not request it.
Then things shifted suddenly, and she was forced to react as a familiar enemy presented itself, interfering in her defensive efforts by using her sword as a shield. Well, that explained some of the things that had been said.
Situation update:
Priority target override.
Accessing databanks.
Secondary thought process: Access UMMA database to try and locate identity of enemy combatant.
Retargeting.
Firing
She shifted, lasers focusing on the spinning katana and yet failing to pierce it once more. Whatever it was made of, it was incredibly tough. Though she tried, nothing got through, and all the men behind it were safe. Frustrating, but she would deal with it in turn.
Once they had landed on the ground, she focused on the fight at hand, retracting her laser batteries back into her legs as she settled into a fighting stance, while wearing a determined expression. "I urge you to surrender now, before it's too late," she replied firmly and calmly. "I am not letting you get inside this castle!" and in that, she was certain.
Illyasviel von Einzbern, Castle Tepes
With the hole blown in the ceiling via Caladbolg, Illya made her way down to the house rapidly. Use of er magic made it easier to dodge the lasers as they spat across the sky, and soon enough she was past the robotic guard. Let those two fight it out, and the rest confront what looked like some sort of Saber. She'd go handle the mission instead.
Jumping down and in, she glanced around as she summoned Kanshou and Bakuya to her grip. There was no foe immediately present, but she expected to be confronted shortly. They wouldn't simply let her run around inside and do as she wanted for long. Otherwise it would render their defense moot. And she really hoped that she got the chance to fight.
So for now she walked along as she moved through the mansion, looking for the jewel that she was here to steal. She was alert, but nonchalant. She could handle whatever they threw at her, she was certain of it.
Cinder Fall, Museum World
Cinder stood calm and idle as she looked around her surroundings, while the cylindrical prison she wa sbeing held in was transported along towards it's inevitable destination. It was an easy ride, and it was amusing to see how itchy their trigger fingers were when it came to her. Not that she planned on trying to escape at the moment, but she could derive what pleasure she could from it.
At the same time, she could feel something developing. That clawing, aching feeling inside her that came from fights and extensive usage of her powers. It was the price that she paid, but one that she paid gladly. So she shivered, occasionally letting out the idle cough, all the physical manifestations she would let free.
After all, they had her Dust, so she couldn't fix it. And it provided an opportunity for ehr going on. So she acted as though it were nothing as they at last arrived at their destination, some UMMA base that she would be held in, presumably before being transported to their HQ. "Try to not keep me waiting," she noted aloud. "I'm a very busy woman."
