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Posted the mother of all posts. Well, it could have been longer but I restrained myself.

Some of the redshirts can take part in the battle such as our favorite katana girl and Meidei. They will probably kill around 3 each just as it looks like we've lost, and than Ahn and company show up to help out as well, and your characters can also do some damage.

I'll do some wiki editing tomorrow.
A golden skinned, blonde haired Nihn with a long slender tail and a well toned muscular body was hurriedly making his way through the streets, helping passerbyers into more safe locations if they were unable to move quickly enough on their own. Although this delayed him in reaching the Exeralune, as he heard the order on his communication device, there was no way he was going to run past innocent people who needed his help.

"This is Executive Officer Randa Neeus reporting in," he said into his device, which transmitted to other crewmembers on the ship, including the captain, other officers, and certain security personnel. "I'm on my way but am providing some much needed assistance for the populace. If I don't arrive by the time you're ready to go, leave me here and I'll find my own way to rendezvous with you. Over and out."

He put his device away in order to focus once again on his current duty.

"There's a basement in that building. Hurry!" He shouted, directing a Furzai couple who seemed scared out of their wits, causing them to just stand there shivering in the middle of the street as the bombardment drew closer and closer. This seemed to snap them into their senses long enough for them to make a mad dash through the doors and vanish out of sight, hopefully to safety.

Good. It looked like everyone in this area managed to reach a relatively safe location...no wait, some girl was moving his way now from around the corner, passing up a few possible safe havens along the way. What was she thinking?! Well, a disaster situation that came out of nowhere would tend to limit the ability for untrained individuals to think properly and she was just a kid, so maybe she lost her family and was searching for any adult that she could find to help her out. Whatever the reason, he had to act quickly or else this street may be obliterated at any second, taking both him and her with it. As he got closer to her he could see more of the details, revealing that she was of a race he had never seen before. White skin and bald, with what looked like natural plate armor in place of hair. Her left eye was silver and the right was gold. She appeared to be around 13 if she followed the normal growth of humanoid kids. She looked adorable and helpless in her little black dress, in desperate need of someone like him to assist her, if her expression was to be believed.

"Hurry, let's go back the way you came! There's a safe house just that-a-way, so if you lost your family in the chaos then you can always look for them after you're all safe," he explained, moving closer in order to aid her.

"Thank you so much," she said rushing up and hugging him tightly.

"Alright, let's get going-" he began to say, but he felt a sudden sharp pain in his back erupt through his back, something tearing through his DefenseWeave military jacket. Debris from an explosion?! The girl took a step back, smiling as she held onto a bloodied dagger.

"Mission complete," she said to something hidden within her dress.

"Wha-" he thought, his vision becoming blurry as he fell to his knees. "A...kid..." he slumped to the ground, fatally wounded. Melee weapons were able to cut through DefenseWeave easier than bullets, so what better way to kill a high ranking and defended individual than with a sneak attack from a child? She confirmed her kill before rushing down the street in search for her next victim, in no worry of the bombardment due to being in on it from the beginning.

She got a call before she could find anyone else of note.

"Maa Yu, it appears like the crewmembers of the Exeralune are almost all at the hanger sooner than expected, and the ones who aren't are being dealt with accordingly. Your work here is done. Good job."

Although slightly disappointed, she did manage to take out someone of incredibly high rank, so that would have to be good enough for her. She gave her affirmative and changed course to leave the battlefield. Although she, like a lot of her race, were trained from birth for combat and could carry her own in battle well enough despite her young age, she was best at subterfuge so there wasn't as much point in her joining the actual combat as of right now. That would have to wait.

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(Meanwhile, while all this was going on)

The squad clad in silver made their way through the streets, gunning down anyone foolish enough to be out in the open still and get in their way. They almost made it to the hanger now, finding a Gurran leaning against the building's wall, smoking a humungous cigar, apparently on his break, only now instead of it being relaxing he was standing in surprise at the scene taking place before him. His military uniform designated him as the security chief. What luck to catch him like this out in the open. He could have been trouble later on, especially upon seeing the massive weaponry that was slung over his back. In a fair fight he could have torn through their armor like butter and been a real challenge. They didn't give him a fair fight.

While he was distracted, one of them fired a single shot of a long range assault rifle, piercing him right in the forehead and killing him instantly. The cigar fell out of his gapping mouth as he collapse to the ground with a thud.

"That puts me in the lead," the man who fired that shot remarked with a fierce grin, although that was not seen underneath his helmet.

"What?! Come on, that doesn't count," another one complained as they made their way up to the doors. "Besides, we haven't even had a chance to start yet."

"You just got to be quicker to the punch, that's all."
The doors opened and a bunch of surprised people turned to look at the heavily armed group enter the facility.

"Nice day we're having, ain't it?" The leader exclaimed in the Anolo language as he raised his machinegun and began firing. These security forces were weak and didn't stand much of a chance even if not taken by complete surprise, leaving the battle over within a minute, the invaders the only ones left standing when the dust cleared. Hopefully the security team working for the Exeralune were better or else they might get bored to death by the time this mission was complete. As for now his 6 year old child could literally have done the job for him. Knowing that they might have heard the shots and were preparing, however, they couldn't idle around for much longer so rushed further into the building to the area outside of the Exeralune, seeing the ship and it's crew for the first time.

They were acting like purtulan with their heads cut off, a lot of the engineers, technicians, and other crew members apparently on board but the security forces seemed to be split between also going on board or standing around to greet the invaders head on. Only around 10 of them remained right now, leaving then outnumbered 2 to 1. Heh. This would be a slaughter after all. Not only were the security personnel worse armed, they were also outnumbered and disorganized.

"You villain! Stop!" A chaehtinn named Reeker shouted in a robotic voice that served as his translator. He fired his machinegun wildly at them, charging forward at top speed. He was quick and thin, making him a difficult target to hit, but he was out in the open and drew the attention of the entire squad. A hail of bullets reduced his body to green mush before he managed to do any serious damage to their armor, most of the shots missing and a few glancing off them.

The other crewmembers learned their lesson and found things to hide behind, attacking more as a team. This forced the attackers to react accordingly, slowing down their progress for the first time. However, as for now they still held the advantage and would slowly push their way closer and closer to the ship.

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Arma wanted to keep going, but there was a major slowdown as their other companion fell to his knees in anguish. He didn't know what was going on all of a sudden but it looked bad. Still, they couldn't afford to stop like this or else be huge targets.

"Go on ahead. The hanger is just past this alleyway. I'll be a little while longer," Ahn said to Arma, probably noticing how antsy he was looking. Arma nodded his head shakily in agreement and continued forward.

Ahn knelt down tenderly next to the kneeling man, placing a hand lightly on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry for your loss, but in order to help stop any more from suffering through the feelings that you are experiencing now, we must stand up tall and press onward, using every ounce of courage that we have to combat this threat, making their brave sacrifices not be in vain."

The enemy sniper made his way around the corner, halting in surprise to see that his foes were stopped in a crouching position in the middle of the alleyway. When the shock wore off in about a second he began to take aim at the pair, only to be stopped as Ahn scooped up a jagged piece of fallen crystal in his free hand and flung it forward, the crystal sailing through the air for a brief moment before jousting into his shoulder and forcing him to drop his hold on the sniper rifle as he let out a surprised yelp. Ahn continued to only wait patiently, keeping his eyes on his new companion to make sure that he was still alright. He'd carry him to safety if he had to, but it would be much easier of he would begin to walk again on his own initiative.
I'll post today.
I was going to show, not tell more about the bad guys but ran out of time and the post was getting long enough as it was. Oh well.

The ones on the ground will begin fighting us in my next post after entering the hanger, so you can keep that in mind in planning your next posts.
Ahn shrugged his shoulders at Volray's statement about the alleyways, saying, "While I'm a good judge of character, I can't exactly predict the architectural designs of the Furzai in this case." His tone of voice did nothing to reveal if he was being sarcastic or not with this statement, as he sounded like the same carefree personality as always. "That being said, in all honesty I'm just running in the general direction that I know the Exeralune to be."

"Wha-?!" Arma shouted, bewilderment flooding his facial features, followed quickly by fear. "Didn't you say we shouldn't run without a plan?!"

"I have a plan; Run in the general direction of the Exeralune. And it's working so far. We've even assembled quite a party," Ahn replied as they continued to run, the crystal wall perhaps buying them some time. The sniper he saw didn't appear to have any jetpack, only wearing silver colored armor that likely didn't allow for them to be very light on their feet, but you never know what material it might be made out of without a more in depth scan. "If we arrive we know that we'll have backup if need by an a better way of communicating with the proper authorities. Also-"

He was interrupted by a bright pink light from the sky followed by the sound of a massive explosion. Smoke rose up above the surrounding rooftops, although from their position there was no telling what sort of damage had been done, or how...but they had a good guess when the sky light up more and more, following by additional explosions all around them, probably by luck that they weren't hit as well.

Planetary bombardment with a pherza-type cannon. What was the Furzai navy doing up there?! This IGCP headquarters was still under construction and had yet to develop a fully functioning shield generator, so they knew that they had to be on especially high alert to stop this from happening. Either this attacking ship had some awesome stealth to get away with this or there was a serious oversight in the Furzai forces. Both options were troubling, but perhaps the Exeralune could deal with it where the others had failed.

After a few seconds Ahn looked at his left wrist, which now had a glowing red dot on it. "Ah, the second part of my plan," he said in a more serious tone, pushing the button, then he spoke up to neither of the two in particular, meaning that he likely activated some sort of a communication device and was talking to a third party. "Yes, this is Captain Ahn Vora of the Exeralune speaking. Am I on? Yes? Well, I request everyone to man their battle stations on the Exeralune and prepare for lift-off. This is not a drill. I have reasonable suspicions that a planetary bombardment is in progress, likely from a single, or small group of enemy ships. I'll be arriving with all due haste, but please be ready by the time I arrive. All non-combat personnel, find your room mentioned in your data packet and wait. That is all."

The blinking light went off.

"Young man one and two, follow me on the ship if you desire and you don't need to worry about proper security clearance. It might be safer there than down-" as he spoke a nearby explosion sent a shower of marble flying across the alleyway in front of them. "here," he finished. Perhaps none of the explosions could get close enough to actually hit them because they were staying clear of the sniper on their trail? If so than this enemy sniper was actually more beneficial to their cause than a threat. If that theory was correct than they might be able to make it to the Exeralune in time and stop whatever it was that was going on.

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M'rayl was glad that she was taken seriously and the problem would be dealt with, plus she even got brownie points with the field commander when she put her hand on her arm, likely a sign of respect. Where she came friendly contact was welcome, it only being a bad sign of it's rough/threatening or in...an unusual place to touch for mere acquaintances. This touch didn't appear to be either. She was a bit nervous about being personally on the team to find the possible maniac stalking the ship, but she was with security after all so it was her duty to take such risks.

"My name is M'rayl Lithareon. My apologies for not announcing myself sooner," she said with a slight bow. With that she began to explore the ship, her standard issue IG Series Enforcer pistol at the ready in case things turned ugly. She found herself in the kitchen during her sweep of the area after getting a hint by a strange electrical voice. Setting her sights on a bunch of sandwiches got the saliva in her mouth starting but she had other things to think about at the moment. Or...wait, most of the sandwiches were in tidy order but there were some empty spaces and nearby ones misaligned as if someone had been messing with them. Could...could the stowaway be hungry? She had heard cases of members of poorer races sneaking onto a spaceship whenever the more fortunate races landed in order to get a good meal that would surely be onboard. If that was the case then she couldn't blame them, even if it was illegal. She had sympathy for people like that, even if she disliked breaking laws. If possible she liked to find some way to fix the problem in as pleasant a way of possible for both sides.

"This is security. Is anyone here? Come out and explain yourself, please. If not then people might worry and then people might get hurt," she called out. "I promise that I won't get mad if you have a good reason for being here."

Before anyone could manage a reply, a voice rang out on the speaker of the ship and in the surrounding hanger, taking her off guard. It was the captain and he announced a planetary bombardment of all things. She froze in place at the news to enter battle stations. So soon?! They weren't supposed to fight much at all, but they were now forced into battle on their first day?! She knew that they didn't have much time so spoke up again to try and convince the intruder to reveal himself.

"If we end up fighting then you need to be placed in a safe location. We can deal with all the legal matters of this situation later, but as for now we need to get moving," she stressed to him. She didn't leave the room quite yet, waiting to see if she got a reply.

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A cramped bridge colored purple, blue, and silver was flooded with activity as their ship began their bombardment onto the city's surface below. A few of them wore silver body armor while most others were clothed in crisp silver military uniforms made out of stiff and hard looking fibers. The chalky white humanoids were made up of a diverse group both female and male as well as young and old. They had no hair anywhere on them. In place of their head hair was what looked like thorny scales of calcified skin overlapping each other like scale armor, this armor spreading down the back of their necks and upper back. Their two largest thorns were above their thin pointed ears. They had more of their scales on their forearms, extending up to their knuckles. Their nails were hard, thick, and pointy. On top of their spines are a narrow ridge that ended in a small spine near their tailbone, possibly where they lost a tail long ago in their development. Their eyes were purple, yellow, silver, and orange most common.

A well toned purple eyed one grinned, revealing painted black teeth, not uncommon among his people. Based on the extra decoration on his uniform it was clear that he was in charge.

"To think, our humble war party will be the one to claim such a valuable prize," he boasted in a sly sounding voice, his voice speaking in an alien tongue other than Anolo, although he, like most of his people, knew how to speak it if need be. "I was right to assemble you all, my gallant comrades in arms, to take part in this mission. Sneaking by those mangy mutts called the Furzai and other IGCP ships was no easy task even given our advanced stealth systems. Color me impressed."

"You're too kind, my lord," a female replied with a stiff salute before turning back to her work. She was one of the older looking ones, possibly in her 60s. Wisdom shone in her wrinkles and face as her eyes studied the computer screen in front of her.

They had no official military, war parties comprised of self appointed lords who were able to gather together a group of like minded individuals willing to serve them. They could be anyone that they fancied to be their companion, criminals or otherwise, unless it was a criminal to someone else's war party, in which case they'd have to fight over his or her release, often times quite brutally even in their civil wars. Men, women, and children alike grew up in their militaristic culture, and although children were often left out of things, it was not always the case, depending on wither on not the lord in question finds them more of use than a burden to them, in which case they might find themselves offered to join their "merry" little bands as well. War parties lasted for different lengths of time, sometimes indefinitely. This one was comprised of a team from his village specifically for the capture of the Exeralune. It appeared to be paying off so far, as both his ship and land team had successfully infiltrated the enemy. Now to execute the final phase of their plan and they'd return home as one of the most honored war parties. Maybe they'd name a holiday in their favor.

The man smiled again.
I'll do my best to post tomorrow when I get home from work.
My edit is in the second half of the first paragraph.
Would fire stay on metal armor more than a brief moment?
Seeing the stab coming, she was in no position to dodge it completely but she tried her best to get the blade's point as far from her heart as possible in the little time that she had available to her. She ducked down and to the right, bracing herself for the pain the erupted into her left shoulder as it made contact with her skin, jousting effortlessly through her armor and body. Luckily with her high level of pain tolerance, durability, and flowing adrenaline it wasn't a debilitating blow, but it certainly would mess up the ability to use her left arm, which fell limply at her side. However, her right arm was still completely functional and ready to retaliate, fighting through the pain with a slash towards the left side of his body.
The force of the two explosions sent her knees buckling forward, resulting in her collapsing forward loudly with the front of her knees drilling into the ground as they held up the weight of her massive body, stopping her from falling any further as she sat in a kneeling position amidst the thrown up rocks and dust. The armor on the back of her knees was thinner than most, so was badly damaged and likely wouldn't withstand another attack. To think that he had already managed to damage her armor, even if at a weak point, to such an extent. This little man had a surprising amount of firepower for his size. Plus her armor was growing uncomfortably hot around her leg where she had been hit. Must be the alcohol in the bottle that he was holding that was now smashed against her leg; otherwise whatever fire he had used would not cling to her metal armor unless magical in nature. It depended on how long the fire would last, but if it heated up bad enough she'd have to remove her greaves and be left defenseless there in exchange for not being burned, which could actually end up more troublesome. As for right now she still had the issue of the man to worry about over the fire.

In this position he was about even with her hips and right behind her, a position that she would find hard to reach in order to retaliate. Harder to reach than he had already proven himself to be in his opening attacks. She had no experience fighting small opponents, so this was a real eye opener for what they were capable of. She didn't recognize him as being superior to her, so had no intention of serving him, but she did respect his talents and recognized the fact that he had bested her so far, even if simply from the element of surprise and her own inexperience. However, there was no way she'd give up the fight this easily.

Without any way to reach his current position effectively, she did what would hopefully be a surprise move and fell backwards to try and crush him underneath her back. It wouldn't take gravity all that long to accomplish this even without her help, and with how large she was it would be difficult for him to completely clear her girth in time. It would be like a tree fell on top of him, although even heavier and wearing metal armor. Perhaps falling wasn't the most dignified attack, but it would certainly be an effective one if it hit.
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