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Ophelia

"It's just not fair. Feel my agony."

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a character in “Battlefield Stratevaria”, as played by LulzyRobot

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Name: Ophelia
Title: Genetic Juggernaut
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Genetic Type: Illeyrian
Plant of Origin: Cerioan
Allies: Mosa
Rivals: Drakov, ---.
Faction: Guardian labs (Sector 35 - Cerioan)
Personality: Cold, distant, blunt, serious trust issues. Occasional dark humour.
Likes: Hasn’t discovered interests
Dislikes: Betrayal, doctors, scientists

About
Ophelia is a part of the Illeryian race. A race mainly known for being obsessed with genetic modifications to themselves. They’ve advanced so far in genetic manipulation that its as common as plastic surgery. But, that isn’t without it’s downside. In order to attain such perfection, they tested on their own kind. Ophelia was one of the most unfortunate. She was ‘donated’ to the labs at a young age and was experimented on with battle-ready gene mutations. Some were successful, others were not. Later, after one last experimental procedure, the lab was closed down after catastrophic results. The scientists did not want to deal with the monster they’ve created and so made the lab into her prison and abandoned her. Needless to say she was furious, and broke free. Now stowed away on a small cargo ship, she heads for Nebulon.

Theme: Ultimate Being - Parasite Eve OST https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YxLosf7S9ZY

Powers: Metalmancer (Can manipulate any kind of metal to bend to her will. She’s dangerously creative with this), disproportional strength (she doesn’t look like a body builder but she can punch through thick armour with little recoil. Her left arm is obviously stronger)
Weakness: Genetic imbalance (Ophelia is made to tank hits and dish them out, she is slow and too much exertion causes her pain thanks to the cesspool of genes spliced to her DNA)

Abilities:
Gene Mutations
- Augmented strength and defence
- Exoskeletal left arm with dorsal spines and tail
- Keen eyes
Fighting Style: Nothing to Lose
Ophelia is fairly apathetic when it coms to fighting. She is not one for prowess and form but is more likely to tank hits and get in close. She has no morals and nothing to lose. She will not hesitate to kill if you get in her way, though if you back off, she might too. Might. Her fighting style is instinctual and is mostly self-defense.

So begins...

Ophelia's Story

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Silence. Utter silence. And darkness.

This was the ill fate of the Gilgamesh. Bodies of the crew lay strewn about the remains of the ship. Some were contorted in violent ways, others we're maimed. But most already started to decompose in the desert heat. They would've been shrouded in darkness, had it not been for the beams of the hot Dagojouiisian sun peeking through the various bits of damage of the hull. A lone figure, limped slowly inside the darkness of the ship. Her skin was as white as a ghost and her eyes as black as the void. The sounds of her slow footsteps on the jagged metal echoed as horrifying sounds throughout the ruins of the ship. She spotted a crate that was shattered with it's contents spilled about the room. Medical supplies. She lurched back in disgust until...voices?

Her ears twitched as she heard two voices. A male and a female. She scowled and retreated into the darkness of the Gilgamesh. She listened as one ran to the other half of the ship that was a couple hundred metres away. But, where had the other gone? She felt like she knew the answer. The creature clenched her teeth and dragged her back against the wall, slowly falling into a sitting position. Waiting.

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Gelon sigh and shot out his hand with a rope attached to it. the hand flew through the air and latch on to the ship with an audible thump send through the ship "should send a message that a rescue party is coming" he said and jumped as he started to real himself in and hang from his arm "damn power is out whelp good thing i got enough power to let the light run for a few hours" he said and let himself lower to the ground and hold on to the vertical floor "let's just hope nothing else gets activated" he said and climbed to one of the lights and smash it and got to work "wire here wire there and now a jolt of power and let there be light" he said as he let some electricity jump from his arm into the ships light system letting the ship light up again "he! if anyone is in there please respond! i'm here to save you!" gelon yelled down the ship and climb down

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Ophelia looked up at some of the lights went on. Which was odd since she's been here a few days. Though of course, most lights were damaged beyond repair, so the lighting in the shape was still rather sparse. Her ears twitched again. Ophelia could hear Gelon calling out out to any survivors. She felt a small chuckle escape her partially stitched together mouth, though was unsure why she felt that was humourous. She slowly got back up and started to walk down the jagged hallway that would lead her toward Gelon, which despite his efforts, was still shrouded in darkness. The sounds of crunching metal under each step she took was distorted by the echo of the Gilgamesh.

Finally she reached the room where she had heard Gelon from. The hull of the ship was jagged in so many ways, you could barely tell this was the mess hall. Gelon could spot Ophelia easily, as her ghostly skin contrasted greatly with the hall she emerged from. He could see she was...relatively unharmed. Clothes were intact, only a few marks of blood on her clothes, no physical injury. However, upon closer inspection Gelon can see Ophelia has a monstrous left arm that didn't match her appearance at all. It's claws were razor sharp that looked like they could cut bone like butter. The horns that jut out of her forehead didn't help with her appearance.

She stood at the edge of the hall, glaring up at Gelon hanging from the ceiling, silently.

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Gelon Smiled as a figure got into vieuw and he shine a light to it "he there, glad to see someone is still alive" he said as he saw Ophelia and he drop to the floor and went to her "so...can i ask what happened here or do you first want to get of this ship? i can understand if you want to leave first but i have to ask you to stay with the company that hired me, they want to know what happened to the ship of course, but after that you are free, at least i hope that is the way it will go" Gelon said not minding Ophelia different look cause he has seen a lot of things in his life so not much does surprise him

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Ophelia continued to glare at Gelon. When he spoke to her, her blank expression sunk into a scowl. She was surprised that Gelon's first instinct when looking at her wasn't to attack. She was so used to it, but you could never tell behind her sour expression. Ophelia finally spoke with a cold, haunting voice. "Stay with your company? I belong to no one." She stood up straight and looked down at Gelon and continued. "Yes. I know what happened her." She looked around, then back at Gelon.

"I crashed the ship." She told him bluntly, her tail slithering on the floor behind her. "I stowed away, but when I discovered the ship served Drakov Industries...it had to go." She watched Gelon closely as to what he'd do.

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"I understand, you got scared and I can see why now" he said and hold his hand out to her "and yes you don't belong to anyone, I mean bring you to the company to tell your. Story but now that doesn't seem as a smart idea, how about we. Go back to the ship I came from OR you can help me find the data core and then we head to the ship....no wait not the ship sorry my mistake the ship is going to GEHENNA. I will try to geoou a ship of this planet and away from GEHENNA at least if you want that?" Gelon asked and watch her and still hold his robotic hand open to her

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Ophelia glared at Gelon's outstretched arm and swatted it away. "I did not act out of fear. I did this on purpose. Every live lost on this vessel, meaningless. Drakov Industries and anyone willingly under their employment are vile people." She clenched her teeth and tightened her fists. The ship seemed to vibrate momentarily until Ophelia stepped back. She flexed her deformed claw. "And if they want a data core, then I won't let them have it." Ophelia continued to speak coldly. There was no passion in her words, but her threats were anything but empty. She spoke up once more.


"Leave."

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"I won't and if you want to fight well it was a pleasure meeting" Gelon said and was prepared for anything to happen

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Ophelia's expression soured even further. So much so, she felt a twinge of pain on each end of her mouth, as the stitches restricted her mouth movement. She's dealt with these types before. The ones who won't budge on their orders or their ideals. After all, she had a similar mindset, however it was motivated by something else entirely. Ophelia glanced up, not that you could tell since her eyes are all black with no visible pupil. Suddenly, several thick, jagged pieces of metal fell from the 'ceiling' all headed towards Gelon. Ophelia was still under the sturdy roof of the hall. "You're stubborn natural will be the end of you." She said quietly.

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"and so it will be yours as well" Gelon said and hit the floor with his KE module and a wave of KE was released forcing Ophelia to be pushed away and the spikes as well "look i want to let you go but if you insist on fighting that is your choose" he said as he got his KE sword out

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Ophelia dug her claw in the ground and gripped tightly to withstand the force of the KE attack and moved her joints, as if setting them back in place what had been dislodged. She watched as Gelon created his sword, and smirked. "That's a nice arm you've got." She muttered. Suddenly, Gelon feels his robotic arm moving on it it's own! And it strikes at Gelon's leg doing a great deal of damage. Ophelia's smirk remains. "Why are you hitting yourself?" Gelon's robotic arm goes in for another attack. "Why are you hitting yourself?" Ophelia repeats in the same cold tone. It was clear that, somehow, Ophelia had control over Gelon's only weapon.

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Gelon snicker and shot off all the metal leaving a Skeletion of his arm "hehe always nice to have plastic in your arm" he said still having his KE sword out "now it's a fair fight" he said and send a energy wave from his sword then moved forward to hit her up close, his new nanobots would keep him healed for sure

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Ophelia's gaze remain unbroken and she took the brunt of the energy wave willingly, claw still gripped into the floor to keep her from being shot back. She could feels her bones rattle as a result but, nothing broken, and pain she could handle. Ophelia let Gelon advance and, just at the precise moment, she released her claw from the ground and grabbed Gelon's now plastic arm. As quickly as she grabbed Gelon's arm, she wordlessly bent and twisted the plastic with brute strength that did not match her appearance at all. She watched at the plastic fibres snapped in her claws and proceeded to tear out chunks of his arm entirely. There was no sympathy in her gaze.

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Gelon turned on his electricity module and shock her "better let go" he said as he grab her normal hand as to keep her from tearing pieces from his arm, though gelon didn't get shocked "I can keep this up all day"

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Ophelia felt the surge of electricity circulate within her, reaching her nerves. To any normal creature this would stun them a great deal... but this woman was a juggernaut, she seemed to just shrug it off. She almost cracked a grin at Gelon, as he grabbed her normal arm which wasn't doing much. It was her deformed arm that had full grip on his mechanical arm. "So can I, human." With that she tore Gelon's mechanical prosthetic arm clean from it's socket and threw it to the ground, stomping on it repeatedly, and watching it give way under her shoe. With her normal arm she gripped at Gelon so that he now couldn't get away. Even her strength with her normal appendage was unnaturally strong.

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Gelon mumbled and cursed under his breath and had to play really dirty here, yes his style was dirty but not that dirty though but now there were no other options. Gelon grabbed Ophelia's breast and twist, this should leave her in pain, while she was in pain he could gather the modules from his arm without it he was unarmed and those modules aren't cheap either and he needs them to reconstruct his arm. Gelon checked so now and then to see if Ophelia had recovered from his foul move

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Ophelia was shocked At Gelon's action and was stunned momentarily in disbelief. She watched Gelon salvage the scrap of his arm's modules and her expression darkened. She no longer looked cold, she was angry. A controlled anger, but anger nonetheless. "I always knew those employed by Drakov were absolute scum, but you've dashed any doubts I could have had." She noticed him glancing back at her every now and then. Instead of lunging at him, sharp, jagged metal shards near Gelon's feet rose up and impaled him in the abdomen. The crunch of flesh was satisfying. Ophelia walked up to Gelon and grabbed his head so the she forced him to look at her. "An eye for an eye." With that, she drove her knee with such immense force into the impaled Gelon's crotch.

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Gelon gasped as he was hit in the abdomen and cough up some blood "well you took out my arm" he said and blocked her knee then pull out a metal shard and stab her leg with it "and i usually don't play that foul but you left me with no options" he said as he tried to crawl away whilst contacting Vlad "Alisa, Alisa come in i'm wounded and in need of support badly and don't take anything metal with you" he said as he got up and run deeper into the ship with his modules 'shit loosing blood and nanobots with it i need to find something to stop the bleeding' he thought as he searched for a place to hide

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Ophelia grunted as the metal entered her shin. She quickly yanked it out and watched Gelon run for a hall. She could hear him yelling for help most likely through a comm. She held out her hand and suddenly, the metal of the walls crumpled and distorted. The metal hull quickly formed another wall in front of Gelon's escape route. Then again at other openings. He had no where to go now. Ophelia walked up to him, feeling the damage from the stab wound with each step. Ophelia was definitely no stranger to pain, but she didn't seem to acknowledge it. She just had to follow his trail of blood. She glared at him. She was clearly on the attack but she didn't seem to be enjoying it like most fighters enjoy the fight. She raised more sharp metal out of the ground and levitated them. All of the several pieces aimed at Gelon at every angle. One movement from him and Gelon could become swiss cheese, Ophelia would make sure of it. "You mentioned GEHENNA earlier. Explain yourself."

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Gelon sit down in the corner and applied pressure to the wound whilst watching Ophelia "yeah i did, the ship i'm with is gonna try to either capture or destroy him and i'm here for this ships data core cause it has some useful info on a medical gel" he told her as he felt the nano bots do their job and heal his wound

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Ophelia inched the jagged metal a bit closer, so that they were only an inch away from various parts of his body. "Capture him? You fool... Can you even imagine what Drakov could do with such power? No one should have access to that much, he'll grow more power hungry than he already is." She spoke in a low tone, but there was a sense of urgency. "He's a business man. He'll trample his enemies and colleagues to stay on top. He has helped fund heinous projects. I would know. There is no doubt in my mind he will not use any omnipotent power for good." Ophelia noticed Gelon's wound healing. Nanobots. Looks like she could have more control over Gelon than she had first thought. "And you're helping him."

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"yes and no, i did say i would work for him BUT! i let GEHENNA's faith bedside by Starvinia. i'm not a fool so i planned a head on that as well, if Drakov is planning to do that well easy enough i know all the ins and outs by then and can finish the job by putting GEHENNA down" Gelon said and watch the shards as he held the wires for his KE pulse in his hand

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As Ophelia stood over Gelon, the lights on the ceiling continue to periodically flicker. Electric cables near the exit fizzled, and the smell of blood fills the air...

The lights momentarily shut off, land ight, metallic bouncing noises can be heard.

Once. Twice. Thrice.

A pair of chrome steel ball rolled towards Ophelia's feet and in front of Gelon, its top beeping red rapidly, before letting out a blinding flash of light.

The wounded Gelon was then suddenly lifted and tossed over Vlad's shoulder. "Sorry I'm late.", she said matter-of-factly, without any actual hint of apology. Her biker helmet protected herself from the flashbangs, and carrying Gelon on her left shoulder, the statuesque cheetah of a woman leaped out of the ship, her feet skidding across the sand and spraying dust everywhere as she landed, before running off rapidly.

Briefly, she glanced back to snap a photo of Ophelia with her visor as the flashbang died out. Then she proceeded to focus forward and run as fast as she can.

"I take it that things didn't work out.", Vlad stated.

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Ophelia was so focused on Gelon she completely forgot he had an accomplice. As soon as the flashbang blinded her she forced the metal blades at Gelon's position, only to find moments later he was gone. She at least hoped some metal blades impaled part of him or his accomplice. Ophelia looked up and saw a new opening was created, and made a powerful leap, landing on the roof of the Gilgamesh. She spots them both running off in the sands, fleeing. They're getting away.

Ophelia refused to let this happen. She raised both her arms and part of the Gilgamesh caved in severely on itself. The shriek of metal echoed out in the barren desert. She just destroyed the data core. Ophelia then summoned hundreds of metal shards to her, and stepped up onto one as if it were a hoverboard. She guided the metal board with her metalmancy to pursue quickly after them. With plenty of jagged metal shards accompanying her. She wasn't sure if Gelon's accomplice has taken what was truly in the Gilgamesh. It sure as hell wasn't medical supplies. Ophelia gains on them, gaze hardened.

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Yeah didn't go so well, but do you have what we need? And can you spare some scrap might as well keep that woman busy cause I pissed her off badly and with something you would want to have my head on a spike gelon said as he prepared his KE module

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Vlad quickened her pace as she heard the Gilgamesh implode. She did not need to look to know that was bad news. She glanced at Gelon, then back forward, as she ran across the rocky desert plains. "....What are you talking about? What did you do to her? It can't possibly be THAT bad." Vlad knew that Gelon tends to be very touchy, but...so far, he had only been discomforting to her and, apparently, Mosa. She wondered what could set off this....black eyed stranger, and Gelon can see her eyes giving a demanding glance to him once in a while as they run.

The heat from the blazing sun was so intense, you could probably fry an egg or two out here. Thankfully, the rocky canyons around them gave a bit of a shade. Not much, but still something.

Vlad narrowed her eyes. "I have half of what we need. The lunatic there destroyed the other half. And no, I don't have scrap, I'm a bounty hunter, not a hobo.", she said with her usual abrasive tone.

Glancing back, Vlad noticed Ophelia gaining on them, and lets out a grunt, before pulling out her communicator and calling Ridley.

"Ridley. This is Vlad. Gelon is with me, and we are being chased by a lunatic. Get your ass by the ship's southern entrance, and get ready to back us up."

After hearing Ridley's lazy reply, Vlad shut off her communicator, and stored it again. Now, back to the matter at hand. She has to come up with a plan soon, or that lunatic will kill them both. She could drop Gelon off right here, and flee with her own skin. Of course, Boris would reprimand her for "wasting his assets", and she was not in the mood for another one of his lectures. Either way, Boris would be quite interested in this lunatic. Judging by her display of metal manipulation and the corpes she found inside the back half of the Gilgamesh, Vlad easily inferred that she was responsible. Just who the hell is she? Someone with a grudge against the company, for sure.

As Vlad continued to think, they suddenly hear...a screech from above. Vlad looked up.

While the brightness of the sun partially blinded their eyes, they can still see what caused that screech - coming on to the edge of the canyons.... desert raptors. Beige and brown in color, these ferocious and intelligent pack hunters are a nuisance individually, but a threat in numbers. They screeched to the sun, calling for the rest of their pack. One by one, they leap from the top of the canyons, the claws and sickles on their feet extending as they threaten to attack Ophelia, Vlad, and Gelon alike.

"Well. Shit.", was Vlad's only comment. She had her sword on her back, but she was still holding Gelon over her shoulders. And while she could technically wield her blade one handed, it would be exhausting, inaccurate, and annoying.

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The elevator descended and opened, exposing Byatis to the view of the rocky deserts of Dagojouiise. So many rocks, so much sand. And the heat. The blistering, unbearable heat. The people around him disperse; some, wearing blue and yellow Drakov jumpsuits, were off to do maintenance on the ship. Others, wearing business suits, head off towards the Space Port offices. The "space port" was really just three landing pads and three buildings, and they were overshadowed by the rocks, the sand, the heat, and even the cacti, because at least the cacti were green and colorful.

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"yes I did something that bad, but it was my only option so I....twisted her breast" Gelon said and sigh "I don't play that foul usually but she left me no choose! She destroyed my only weapon" He said in his defense hoping Vlad could understand

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As they got surrounded gelon had to save Vlad he wasn't gone sacrifice her for the data or his skin "put me down!" Gelon ordered "no but and find cover" he said and ready his KE module to make massive waves. As Vlad put him down and got to cover Gelon sigh "dead man walking living land" he said in a tune and connect the wires sending a huge KE wave forcing everything to come in touch to be pushed back and the metal of Ophelia pulverized but his modules weren't affected "the dead might have rest but this dead man never rests" he sang and kept sending out pulses. If reinforcements didn't come quick this could get fatal but he knew it wouldn't get that far "cause this dead man lost a bet with death"

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Ophelia, caught up pretty close to them on her makeshift metal 'hoverboard' and she quickly noticed the desert raptors. Before she could back off, she felt Gelon's KE pulses. Luckily she watched some of her metal shards get bent out of shape, so she could track the wave visibly. Ophelia managed to take cover, near Vlad. Ophelia locked eyes with Vlad momentarily in a look that almost said 'you work with this idiot?' From behind her cover, she brought most of her metal shards with her both to provide more cover as well as shade. She watched as the KE pulse made some of the raptors go flying, and cripple more of them. Ophelia knew she damaged those modules when she stepped on them earlier. She would just have wait this one out but she kept an eye on both of them.

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Vlad stared at Gelon in disbelief, very nearly dropping him off right there and then when Gelon mentioned what he'd done. However, she was not an easily distracted person, and so she continued running. She racked her brain for an appropriate reaction, eventually settliing for a simple, disgusted, "...Oh my goooooooooooooooooood."


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Vlad complied with Gelon's request. Suit himself, she thought. Maybe he'd be a nice distraction, she figured. Vlad leaped over and took cover behind a rock, watching Gelon as she unsheathed her buster sword. She glanced at Ophelia as the lunatic took cover next to her. Having discovered what Gelon did, Vlad could only respond to Ophelia's baffled stare with one of...embarassment. And sympathy. But mostly embarassment, before looking at Gelon showing off.

"Bastard's trying so hard to recover his masculinity.", Vlad snarkily whispered. She decided not to do anything - both out of curiosity on how long Gelon would last, and a tiny bit of sympathy. As much as she disliked Gelon, she couldn't help but feel a little bad at how much Ophelia seemingly emasculated him. Granted, this sympathy was slightly marred by Gelon's admitting of his sexual harassment.....but Vlad had always had a soft spot for idiots. Like Gelon and Mosa.

Gelon's attacks work quite well, though - the desert raptors were easily repelled by his kinetic module. Some were hurled towards sharp rocks, others were smashed head first onto the durable canyon walls, and even more were forced on to each other, crushing on impact.

The Raptors weren't done though...about six or seven more were approaching Gelon from his left side, screeching and shrieking violently. They ran quite fast, and were preparing to tackle him....

Vlad's helmet's sensors picked up more screeches....from above and behind her and Ophelia. As the Raptors bull-rushed them, Vlad quicly spun, took a step forward and swung her buster sword with surprising speed and strength, cleaving three raptors in half with one blow with her enormous weapon. She missed a couple though, who set their predatory eyes on Ophelia.


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Darkstar replied to Byatis in his deadpan, synthetic voice. "Never thought you'd be the dandy type." Obviously, Darkstar was smart enough to know Byatis meant the other meaning of 'dandy'....but despite (or maybe because of) being a synthetic, Darkstar couldn't help but try to be a wise ass once in a while.

Darkstar paused as he searched his database. "It is currently 13:12 PM. Chief Garush is expected to hunt at the Do'gaki caves in the North Dagojouiise Canyons, northeast of your position."

A 'marker' was placed northeast of Byatis. Not too far. Must be a cave somewhere amongst those grand, rocky structures. Should be quite fun to climb.

"The Beastman Chief will be hunting with his axe-brothers. They may prove to be excellent witnesses, to make sure the bodies are discovered quickly.", Darkstar continued expositing. He then stayed silent and lets Byatis process the information.

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"cause I'm a dead man walking living land" he sang as last not and hold the wires together sending out a huge dome of KE forcing all raptors back but that left his KE module over heated for now so he had to act quick "that was the last one!" He yelled and got his small flamethrower, enough to clear out a few rooms but not to fight with "I hope Ridley can hurry his ass over here" he said to Vlad and keep his flamethrower ready incase the lizards didn't back off

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Ophelia watched as the raptors drew near. She glanced over quickly and saw Vlad cut three of them down in one strike. Just as the raptors were close enough, Ophelia sent three jagged shards at each raptor, cleaving cleanly through their skulls. She stood up once the KE blast was over, but suddenly one last raptor chomped down at her deformed arm. Though instead of the chomping of flesh, the clash of teeth on shell could be heard. Ophelia scowled at the raptor, and with her free hand, grabbed savagely into it's eye sockets and pulled until the top half of it's skull was torn from the bottom half. It's blood sprayed over part of her face and her jacket. She then turned to Vlad and Gelon, unfazed by what she just did. Few of her metal shards remained but she showed no signs of backing down. She would make Drakov Industries pay by any means she could. And not with money.

Ophelia kicked up sand and let the wind of the Dagojouiisian valley do the rest, as the wind carried the sand up, making a sandscreen to hinder their vision. Suddenly, Vlad feels an unseen force pull her and is grabbed by a carapaced arm, keeping her in a choke hold. Ophelia used Vlad's metal armour to pull her, and keep her from moving. Vlad could see up close the look in this 'lunatic's' eyes. There was anger but also pain.

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Gelon successfully repelled the rest of the raptor who didn't burn to death from his flamethrower, with their (flaming) tails between their legs.

Vlad turned to Ophelia, some of the Raptor's blood staining her orange armor. Narrowing her eyes and gripping her blade tightly, she leaped back to stand beside Gelon.

"!" Vlad was distracted by the sandscreen, and then choked by Ophelia's arm. Paralyzed in her metal armor, she stared back defiantly at Ophelia's pitch black eyes, taking her up on her challenge. Her pupils turn crimson behind her green visor, and Ophelia could see a blood red aura transferring between the lunatic and the huntress. Ophelia can feel her stamina being sapped rapidly, allowing Vlad to temporarily break free of her magnetic grip, kneeing Ophelia in the gut harshly, and then smacking her in the face with her buster sword's pommel, forcing Ophelia to either let go of Vlad's neck, or be knocked off her feet, if she chose to persist on her hold.

Either way, Vlad finished her attack by a strong, swift hip check, with speed and strength enough to make an audible, whip-like cracking noise.

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Ophelia hadn't anticipated for Vlad's life sapping ability and fell victim to her assault rather easily. She got down on one knee and looked up at the two of them. Luckily for Ophelia however, stamina is something she had in heavy supply but she could almost feel bruises form. She slowly got up and stood straight. Glaring them down once more. She could feel pain all over from exertion, and just the pain she felt on a daily basis but she was determined. She looked just behind the two and noticed the silhouette of the Realta Nua. They're fight must've brought them closer to what this planet calls 'civilization'. The silhouette was so massive it was blocking one of the planet's suns. That must be how they got here... It was like a Drakov Industries fortress.

She nodded her attention back to the two. Now she knew two things. Keep the armoured one away, and break the other. With that, she took hold of Vlad's armour again from where she stood. This time however, she thrusted Vlad into Gelon hard, causing both to crash into the hard rocks nearby. The sun was beating down hard. Ophelia could feel the sweat beading on her brow.

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Ophelia took cover behind a boulder the moment she saw fire. She wondered how in hell his modules were still working after crushing them under her heel. Or for that matter, where the flamethrower even came from. She watched as the glass pellets brushed past, grazing her tail a bit. She hissed under her breath but took notice that her cover was loose from the ground. Thinking quickly, she gathered up her immense raw strength and kicked the large, hard boulder. She had the choice of hitting either Vlad or Gelon. That choice was easy. It took off as if someone had kicked a soccer ball, towards Gelon. Luckily, the boulder was close enough that he wouldn't have much time to see it coming until it was too late.

She watched closely, ready. The beating sun was getting intense as mid-day rolled around. Ophelia started to pant a little as she wiped the sweat from her brow.

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After treading through scorching deserts and climbing up rocky canyon walls, Byatis reached the Do'gaki caves' entrance. It was a small gaping hole alongst the canyon walls, Several pikes could be seen decorating the sides of the entrance, bearing the skulls of desert raptors, gazelles, and worm crawlers. The skulls were painted with red and elaborate spiral markings, establishing it as Chief Garush's sacred territory.

The inside of the cave is dark, rocky, and rough, just as one would expect. The air is dry and uncomfortable, but at least it wasn't as hot as it was outside. Byatis could see large, bear-like footsteps on the ground, leading deeper into the darker parts of the cave. One of the man-bear hunters, mostly naked aside from a tribal fur tasset and bracers, was kneeling and praying in front of a stone structure deeper inside the caves, with his bow sheathed on his back.


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Vlad was thrown hard into Gelon, hitting her head on his chest, disorienting her quite a bit. She winced and gritted her teeth behind her helmet as Gelon puts her down, staggering to regain herself. "....Fine.", she said in a frustated tone. She turned her attention to Ophelia once more, though in her disoriented state, she was not fast enough to react to Ophelia's enormous boulder. Even though it was targeted mainly towards Gelon, Vlad still received a heavy amount of the attack, knocking her to the sandy ground, cracking the left side of her helmet and breaking the left pauldron.

"Unf!", She grunted as she skidded across the ground. She quickly recovered by gripping the ground tightly with her claws, but she was getting exhausted already. Running halfway across the desert with Gelon on her back already spent her limited amount of stamina, and now she had to continue fighting against a metalmancer.

Suddenly, Ophelia can hear a heavy, wooshing sound from behind. Something big and heavy struck her head, before shattering into a hundred tiny....ice shards, which flew past her gaze and scatter onto the desert sands.

Vlad looked up and behind Ophelia. "Finally..you...asshole.", she whispered while panting.

Ridley had finally arrived, holding his enormous shield in front of his chest with his left hand, and creating his ice mace with his right, his orange eye glancing at Vlad and Gelon, before settling to glare at Ophelia. "..What..in hell..." He bended his knees and raised his shield to solidify his stance. With that much size and strength, knocking him down would be nigh impossible. He noticed the heavily wounded Gelon and the exhausted Vlad. As much as he hates to admit it, he knew that both of his teammates weren't exactly (or at least, completely) noobs when it comes to fighting, so if this single entity was strong enough to exhaust them...

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Gelon's pupils shrunk when he saw the boulder coming for him and grab his modules that were covered in sand as to not lose them "here i go again" he thought as the boulder struck and send him flying and against the wall then hitting the sand face first "well.....fuck.........ice.....cube.......glad.......you........could......make......it" Gelon said exhausted and watch his teammates and Ophelia, Ridley would be hard to take down even for her. the boulder had cracked some bones but the smack against the wall broke a lot so he was litterally in shatters in on the inside and a dose of nanobots wouldn't be to pleasant no matter how high-tech they can't num pain that great

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Ophelia saw the boulder manage to strike both of them. She was winning. The feeling of self-satisfaction doesn't come too often for Ophelia, so she enjoyed the feeling for a brief moment. That was until, something blunt and heavy...and cold struck the back of her head. It caught her completely off guard. She fell forward onto her hands and knees in the sand. Her vision became blurry and her head was ringing. The accelerated fatigue with the blistering heat and the sudden force to the head was an effective combo. "Nyuughh.." Ophelia moaned quietly to herself. She turned her head slowly and looked up at Ridley. At first, he was just a black, fuzzy blur, but her vision slowly refocused.

It was revealed that it was a massive ice elemental who had struck her down. 'There's three of them!?' she thought to herself. This wasn't good. She slowly got up, but her stance was no longer hardened and straight like before. She stood hunched, and was breathing heavily. Just by looking at Ridley, she knew she wouldn't have the strength to fight him, especially in these conditions. He had every advantage. Ophelia had dug herself foolishly into a situation with limited options. There was no where to run, she wouldn't even have the strength to run. So she stood there, with her sour expression, glaring at Ridley. She could even feel herself teetering in and out of consciousness, the only thing keeping her awake was her normal pain.

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Ridley glared back at Ophelia. He doesn't like hitting women, but he likes underestimating them even less. A loud hum emits from his chest, and Ophelia can see the red areas on his body turn bright azure. Taking a step forward, he briefly exposed his weak spot...and delivered an azure beam which froze her solid.

Seconds pass as Ridley made sure Ophelia was safely disabled. Vlad looked at Ridley, then Gelon, then Ridley again.

Ridley shook his head. "I ain't carrying him."

Vlad scowled, walked over, and threw Gelon over her shoulder, while Ridley carried the frozen Ophelia with both hands. They proceeded to walk to the Realta Nua nearby.

Ridley glanced at Vlad, and asked, "Did you get the thing?"

Vlad's eyes continue looking forward, as she can't wait to get away from the heat and the sand.

"No. That Lunatic crushed the ship before Deskovitch had the chance."

Ridley turned away, and grunted.

The elevator door hissed open, as the four enter the Realta Nua once more.

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"thanks Vlad" gelon said as he hold a module in his hand which dragged the others with it as gelon tied them together before he was hit "if you want I can give you both some credits so you can by stuff" gelon offered and sigh as Ridley and Vlad talked about the destroyed info "well you did get some of it on the other half of the ship right Vlad?" Gelon asked her and watch the frozen Ophelia "Ridley don't let our 'guest' melt, cause I pissed her off badly" gelon told him and enjoy the cool air that radiated a bit from the ice elemental and later from the lift

The setting changes from North Dagojouiise to F.S.S. Realta Nua

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Cold.

Everything was numb. No feeling. No sensation. No pain. Ophelia gave in to the overwhelming lack of feeling. It was almost peaceful. All she could see was a blurry environment changing and muffled voices. Ophelia was just left to her own thoughts. What are they doing? Where are they taking her? Why hadn't they just killed her? The constant barrage of questions started to flutter in her mind as she gave in the suppressing ice prison she was now in.

She drifted a bit into consciousness again, still trapped in the ice. But she found that, slowly, it was melting. She could flex her hand and her claw. Water from the ice constantly dripped on her face. It was aggravating. She needed to get free, but she barely had room to attempt escape. She continued to hear more voices, and see more figures. A lot more. Her mind went racing.

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The three stared at Gelon as he dug himself deeper.

"...You beat up a 19 year old girl?!", Ridley asked in an apalled tone.

Mosa, unfortunately, was still focused on Gelon's boob-touching, as he turned to Ridley. "RIDLEY, YOU HAVE TO UNFREEZE HER!" He then glared at Gelon. "GELON! MUST APOLOGIZE!" He shook his head and folded his enormous, muscular arms. "NO WAY TO TREAT A LADY!"

Vlad and Ridley looked at each other. A few seconds pass, and Vlad said, "Do it."

Ridley looked at them in dibelief. "Okay, but if she tears down the ship, I'm blaming you two."

Planting Ophelia on the ground, Ridley placed his hands on the ice, absorbing the cold and rapidly thawing the lunatic, while a very....displeased....Mosa watched.

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Clockwork listened to K2 as he confessed about his suspicion. He wasn't sure he agreed with K2. Just because he looked like a beast out of hell doesn't mean he was automatically an asshole, right? That's just racial profiling. Still, K2 is the human. And humans have good gut instincts, as far as Clockwork was told. Most of the time.

"AYE CAP'N!", Clockwork shouted as he high fived K2.

The three proceeded to head to the lower decks' hangarbay. It was dark and dusty down here, with nobody around, and the garage door was closed. One supposes there's not much to look at in this planet anyways. Tucked on the lefest corner of this hangar are three long, horizontal objects covered in tarps.

Clockwork approached one, and pulled off the tarp, revealing a weathered-looking hoverbike with a black and orange flame motif. These hoverbilkes are at least 2,5 meters long, but very narrow and sleek. Large engines and exhausts can be seen on the underside and the back of the vehicle. Sand filters were placed near the engines, and the front section of the hoverbikes are shaped like bladed fins.

Clockwork whistled, before whispering, "Groovy."

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Quin floated up and down besides Lekan, occassionally glancing at him.

Eventually, she stated, in her usual calm and somewhat emotionless manner, "You look troubled."

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Megahertz kept quiet for a few seconds, not even looking at Sentinel. It almost looked like she wasn't listening to him, but instead...

.....A loud rumbling noise was heard from...somewhere inside her.

A furious blush soon decorated Megahertz's face, and she turned away, before whispering,

"Y-you did not hear that."

She must be hungry. She hadn't even had breakfast, after all.

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Deunan's enthusiasm skyrocketed as Cubey's happiness returned. There was something adorable, and even admirable, to Cubey's effort to catch up with both the singing and dancing. This time, instead of laughing at him, the crowd looked on at him encouragingly as they continue to dance and sing, feeling a sense of camaraderie with the strange looking beastman.

Deunan watched as Cubey floated in the air and clapped his hands, laughing out loud as his comment heartily. "Ranger Blue is THE BEST!"Eventually, the song reached its climax, and Deunan finished off by striking her signature pose with the rest of her audience: cocking her hip to the right, and pointing with her left hand while winking. Of course, there was bound to be a person or two who was out of sync, but for the most part Deunan and her fans struck the pose nearly at the same time.

A few seconds pass, and the crowd broke into applause, with Deunan bowing and thanking them. "Thank you! Thank you everyone! Merci! Danke! Arigato~!"

As she bowed and bowed, she stepped closer and closer to Cubey, getting ready to catch him in case he fell. She looked up at him with a big grin. "Forever is a long time! Don't be so sure yet~", she excitedly said, before tilting her head to the side, winking, and giving a thumbs up. Looking around, she spotted Lekan and Quin amongst the crowd, and..like most people, she found them to be an unusual, if cute, duo.

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"NO! I didn't beat her up! it was a spare! and SHE wanted it! cause SHE asked me!" Gelon said fustrated and watch mosa in disbelief and then back at Ridley as he put her down "if you dare to unfreeze her I will break you in a lot of tiny pieces once I'm okay again AND survived her!" he warned Ridley then focus back on Mosa "listen!! you big blue crock! SHE! was about to kill ME! and the only option I had LEFT was to hurt her in some way! I see it as a girl kicking a guy in the junk! so yes I touched her there! but only as a way to defend myself cause I HATE doing that! playing that foul!" Gelon explained Mosa hoping he would understand now and shut his big snout before he caused anymore trouble to them "you know what!? we go to Deunan right now! so that I can prove it!" Gelon said and watch the group "anyone against it?!"

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Ophelia felt the small impact of her prison being put down. She could definitely hear a dispute outside, but couldn't make out the words. Suddenly, she could feel her surroundings getting warmer, and the ice was diminishing? She was confused. When the ice became weak enough, it gave way, shattering on the ground. She fell to her hands and knees, drenched from the melting ice. Ophelia let out an unsightly cough as she regained feeling in her senses. Unfortunately, this meant the pain returned too. She still shivered from the cold of the ice as she slowly got up on one knee, then stood up.

Luckily for them, she was too disoriented to lash out and attack, but instead looked at those crowded around her. She was the ice elemental from before, the beastwoman, a massive crocodillian man, and...him. All of them were gawking at her. Ophelia could recalled back in the labs when the scientists would stare and inspect her. She was reminded of the humiliation of being in such a vulnerable state.

"I-is this my execution?" She spoke with a stutter thanks to her body still recovering from the cold. That being the case, her gaze hardened once more.

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Mosa's expression became more and more surprised, even horrified, as Gelon became more frustated. He replayed Gelon's words, 'SHE wanted it! Cause SHE asked me!' over and over in his head, and his mind drifted to the gutter. "..Those words sound REALLY horrible when you take it out of context.", he whispered, his jaw still hanging open.

However, it was too late. Ophelia was freed. Before anyone could say yes or no to Gelon's question, Vlad, Ridley, and Mosa all turned to look at the thawed Ophelia.

Ridley took the time to glance at Gelon, shrugged, and let out a deadpan, "Whoops." He really hated Gelon's guts, it seems.

Vlad shook her head and folded her arms as she stared at Ophelia. "No. It's....an apology. Sort of."

Mosa looked at Gelon, his massive crocodillian snout bearing a comically exaggerated scowl. "Yes! You must apologize!!", he said vehemently, while pointing at the poor one-armed mercenary. Mosa then turned to Ophelia with a sorry look on his face, and clasped his hands before bowing slightly, his massive upper body making him look like a big blue boulder about to roll over.

"Mosa so sorry for what he did! It was sick, perverted, and mean!"

The amused Vlad and Ridley turned to look at Gelon, to inspect his reaction.


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Deunan listened closely to Cubey as he told her of his...suspicions, all the while with a big smile on her face. He then watched as Cubey demonstrated his clumsy high kick, and giggled heartily as he fell. "Hihiihih! You're going to need some practice.....but you have potential for sure!", Deunan said as she gave out a thumbs up and a wink. There was something in Cubey's innocence that spoke out to her, something which she found irresistably adorable. Still, she was a little worried when Cubey mentioned his desire to fight GEHENNA. She was never one to judge a book by its cover....or even the first chapter...., but still, fighting something so out of this world such as GEHENNA would preferrably not be done alone. Him mentioning of his ability to 'change gravity stuff' intrigued her as well, making a mental note to ask him about this later, as she saw Lekan and Quin approach.

Quin considered Lekan's words for two seconds. Before nodding in agreement. "Yes. You suck at straight up combat.", she stated bluntly and clearly, without any hint of maliciousness.

Deunan laughed joyfully at Lekan's formal greeting, while giving a playfully dismissive wave. "Ahahahhahaha! Oh please, just call me Deunan! Formalities make me feel itchy. And what should I call both of you?", she asked with an attentive look.

Quin blinked, and replied, "Bob. Bob Howzer."

"...." Deunan looked between Cubey, Quin, Lekan, then finally Quin. She was not convinced that was her real name.

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"GAH! you are unbelievable Mosa! Fine! FINE! I'm sorry for what I did to you BUT! Do know!! That you left me no choose! It was my only option of survival!" Gelon said furious "Vlad can you please bring me to our room and give me a syringe of nanobots cause I got an ICE CUBE! to beat up! And mosa to prove that I did meet Deunan and beat her fair and square in a spare" gelon said in a what calmer tone to her since she was the only one not to bad mouth him but just be honest and hear him out before judging him

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As Vlad walked with Gelon on her he sigh softly and pat her shoulder "thank you, thank you for being honest to me and not judge me on the things I say, you think and hear me out then you say something and I can appreciate that a lot" he said calm and thankful to her "if you ever want too do something or I can do something for you don't hesitate to ask" he said to her, respecting her greatly

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Ophelia reeled back instinctively as Mosa got close. "An apology..." she repeated quietly. She then looked to Gelon as he attempted to explain himself. She just stared incredulously as he grovelled then walked off with Vlad. "That's what you all thought...this was about..." Mosa and Ridley can see her getting angry. She clenched her fists and furrowed her brow as she took a step back away from Ridley. "You pigs think thats why I attacked? I attacked because they company you work for funded and supported the ones who turned me into a monster. And I will not let him gain such power by 'capturing' GEHENNA. They had to be stopped." She spoke through her teeth. She didn't know if Mosa worked for Drakov industries, so she mainly focused her hatred towards Ridley, since Gelon and Vlad walked away. "If its anyone who should apologize it's your boss, and with his life." She muttered under her breath.

She took a moment to their silence to look at her surroundings of the Realta Nua. It was....like another planet entirely. A temperate, indoor city. It was so diversely populated, yet she still felt she stuck out. Rightfully so, with her unsightly features. The were in a park of some sort. Many people were walking around. She noticed a crowd around a pink-haired woman. Sour thoughts came to mind about someone she knew with vibrant hair. She was at a loss of what to do. Would she run? Would she fight? Ophelia didn't know the consequences of either action.

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Ridley rolled his eye at Gelon's threatening comment. "Are you feeling THAT emasculated, Gelon?" Mosa shook his head. "You could've gone for her back..." Vlad proceeded to follow Gelon, with an unimpressed look on her face as she glared at Gelon touching her shoulder. Again. "Oh, I am judging you. I am judging you very much right now. Unlike the boys, I just know to keep my mouth shut."

When Mosa saw Vlad and Gelon walking away, he ran back to them. "HEY, GRABBY GELON! VLAD! WAIT! I'M NOT DONE YET!", and planted his strong, manly hands on their shoulders firmly. "What is it with you people and touching. ALL the touching.", Vlad scowled.

Ridley stared down at Ophelia, listening to her. He looked at her from top to bottom. He knew about Drakov's more immoral experimentations, though he never really got a chance to look at one personally....until now. Looking at her from eye to eye, he felt a tinge of guilt. He does not like bullies, whether it be himself or someone he works with, though he tries to not care, and he never really had to. But when faced with such intense black eyes, Ridley was left speechless.

Mosa returned, dragging Gelon and Vlad to Ridley and Ophelia. "Hey now! Mosa got idea. Mosa treat you all for lunch, so you all can have some quality time, yes? Yes!", he said, not taking 'no' from an answer, despite Vlad and Ridley's silent protest.


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The four were dragged into...a sushi restaurant. A cozy brown interior with a modern yet exotic twist. They sat down at the bar, in front of the conveyor belt delivering delicious seafood on colorful plates. Mosa and Ridley had a bit of trouble sitting, particularly the overly huge Mosa, but they settled down eventually.

Vlad's eyes were locked on the sushi conveyor belt, with a look of hunger and desire. Like a cat, her head tracked the plates of the sushi. She spotted the orange roe-sprinkled California roll, the sight of its vibrant green avocado, its white rice, and orange crab meat enough to whet her apetite. She became more and more excited as she saw more sushi came in, finding herself at lost at which to choose. The Black Dragon? The rainbow?! What about the unagi roll?!! So many choices!

Mosa turned to look at each of his 'buddies', looking particularly happy at Vlad's obvious excitement. Ah, he remembered when he used to take her to her seafood restaurant all the time, when they were still together....good times, good times. He then turned to Gelon, Ridley, and Ophelia. "Mosa pay all. You eat, eat, eat!", he said with a giddy grin.

Ridley was seated between Gelon and Ophelia, and he glanced between the two. Not his choice of seating, but whatever.

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Gelon sit on his seat and was keeping himself together pretty well but he could feel the pain creeping closer "Mosa i can't stay i need to leave otherwise i might collapse from my injuries" Gelon said as he got op leaning on everything he could "and don't stop me cause i'm literally broken and might have some small internal bleeding" Gelon said as he pushed the door open and walk along the walls "stupid those three, unbelievable!" he mumbled under his breath "i respect her and what do i get just smacked in the face and that ice elemental just hates my guts, this is why i work alone god dammit no one seems to understand me and my ways" Gelon mumbled to himself as he made his way to his 'team's' room

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Ophelia was dragged by Mosa to a restaurant with the others. In her complete confusion, she didn't resist. She was sat down but she remained completely quiet. The smell of fish invaded her nostrils quickly, and she turned noticing food riding around on a conveyor belt. She had absolutely no idea why she was here, what she was looking at in terms of food, or even WHO these people were. They didn't even know who she was. She just stared around blankly. She had to hunch awkwardly in her seat, since her dorsal spined didn't allow for easy comfort. She just told them her plight but...nothing. Ophelia stared at the table.

Suddenly a whining sound came from her stomach. She was starving. Ophelia hadn't eaten in almost a week. But she didn't take any food. She refused to trust people she had just met. She didn't make eye contact with any of them.

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Deunan giggled more and more at Cubey, finding him to be cuter and cuter by the second.

Quin did not budge as Cubey poked at him. Like Deunan though, she quickly became more and more charmed by his antics. Quin turned to Lekan, and whispered, "You have just been out-cuted."

Quin glanced to the ceiling to think over Lekan's suggestion.

Deunan gave a thumbs up and nodded at Lekan. "That sounds like a FABULOUS idea!", she excitedly stated with a bubbly tone. "Four of us training together...I'm sure we can compliment each other's strengths and weaknessees!"

Quin kept quiet for a bit more, before nodding once. "Okay." She looked at each of them with an analytic eye. An inexperienced squid, a cubic Giraffe, a galactic popstar, and a space bug marine. Not exactly her top pick for an eldritch-abomination hunting squad. Still, there may be more than meets the eye with them..especially the cubic giraffe. If what he said about gravity manipulation was true...then he might just be one of their best fighters.

"So! when should we do this?", Deunan asked eagerly, placing both hands on her hips.

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Megahertz glanced at the "Broken Dreams" store. She couldn't help but smile a bit, as she knew some people back at Dark S1de who would be at home with this shop.

Megahertz blushed and lowered her head a bit at Sentinel's statement. She froze, unsure of what to do, or how to show her gratefulness. Yes, gratefulness. She stared at him, eye to visor, for a long while. She considered it strange that such a genuinely chivalrous statement could be found from a killer robot, of all thi-..people. But was it really that strange?

"Good afternoon! May I take your orders?", a chirpy voice suddenly broke Megahertz out of her silence.

"A-ah! Right...uhhh..", Megahertz looked down at the menu on the table, thinking for a bit. "I'll take the Alfredo Crepe please. Yes!" Megahertz turned to look at Sentinel, wondering if he would even need, want, or could, eat.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eyes, Megahertz could see a....strange, bleeding man walking alongside the walls. She hovered closer to Sentinel, whispering, in an anxious manner, "Hey....Sentinel...look."

They could see Gelon Deskovitch limping, mumbling, bleeding everywhere. The crowds stay away from him and the bloodied wall.


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Mosa looked up at Gelon as he got up, and looked genuinely worried. "Oh..uh. Okay then. Bai!"

Vlad also glanced at him until he left, feeling a tiny bit of concern...until she heard him backtalk the three with her sensitive cat ears, and her glance turned into a glare at the closing door.

Vlad then turned towards the sushi conveyor belt, picked one, and started eating voraciously. Ridley nearby also grabbed an orange plate with delicious-looking sushi on it, and began shoving it into the red core in his abdomen.

Mosa wolfed down sushi after sushi in seconds, his enormous hands surprisingly having a tight and steady grip on the pencil-thin chopsticks. As he munched, he noticed Ophelia refusing to eat. He hesitated at first, but after hearing her stomach growl, Mosa's hesitation disappeared completely. He grabbed an enormous box and placed it in front of Ophelia. He opened it, revealing a steaming eel fillet over some rice with tempting sweet sauce dripped over it.

"Eaaaaaaaat. Don't worry, Mosa pay for everything! Healthy women are full women!" Mosa said while looking at her with an enormous, encouraging grin. Thanks to all that teeth and those firey orange eyes, it looked more threatening than encouraging, really, which was not helped with thuggish, heavy voice.

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Ophelia looked up at Mosa when he placed the open box of food to where she was staring. The scent of the fresh food assaulted her senses, only making her stomach grumble louder. She whimpered to herself. She still didn't trust any of them but she was quickly losing the war of attrition with her basic instincts. Ophelia seized the box of food in the middle of Mosa's sentence and voraciously devoured it's contents. Ophelia had no etiquette whatsoever. The food was gone in only a couple of minutes. She put the box down. The three can notice that the stitches on the edge of her mouth were bleeding a little, perhaps from her eating. She wiped it off with her sleeve.

It was soooo good. Ophelia hadn't had real food in...forever. All she ever had as food was sludge the scientists called 'formula' and supplement injections. The flavours were almost too much to handle. Ophelia quietly looked back up at Mosa. "....thank you." she said quietly. She then looked to all of them. "Who...are you?"

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Mosa grinned as Ophelia wolfed down her food. So quickly! She must have been starving, he thought. All three noticed the bleeding from the stitches on her mouth. Mosa quietly admired her simply brushing off that wound. Vlad wondered what happened to her, since she was not there to hear her plight. Ridley glanced to the side, remembering what Ophelia told him about Drakov and their illegal experimentations. Vlad and Ridley both wonder if the simple act of eating would be painful for her.......or if she had lived so long with the pain, that it became more a nuisance than anything.

Mosa's eyes lit up, and his grin widened when Ophelia thanked him. This was why he chose to be a chef. Seeing the joy in people's faces, as they taste and enjoy new food....it was enough to bring happiness in the big crocodile's heart. Mosa nodded enthusiastically to both himself and Ophelia, and then introduced himself, pointing to his chest. "Mosa is Mosa. That is Vlad, and the asshole is Ridley.", Mosa said as he pointed at the two.

"Hey!", Ridley gave a token whine of protest.

Just then, Vlad realized that they did not even know Ophelia's name yet. She opened her mouth, and was about to ask the question herself, but..

"What bout you? What your name?" Mosa beat her to it with his burly voice, his right elbow placed at the bar, his lips bearing an oddly whimsical, cat-like smile.

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Megahertz rushed over to accompany Sentinel, looking at Gelon in concern. "Goodness, what the hell happened to you?! You look like you've been ran over by a train....", Megahertz spoke anxiously. She knelt down next to him, and her eyes glow slightly as she scanned all the broken bones, stab wounds, and internal bleeding inside him. "By the tentacles....", she whispered, horrified. She looked up at Sentinel. "Call the medics!"

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Ophelia looked at each one of her company as Mosa introduced them, just staring quietly. "I won't bother asking about the other's name. The one with personal space issues." She muttered quietly. She then looked over at Mosa. "...my name?" She went quiet for a moment, sifting through her memories as if sh had to recall what her name was until finally. "...Ophelia. My name is Ophelia," she revealed in a low voice. No one in a very long time referred to her by any name, just a code with some numbers. The only one who called her by her name was her old cellmate. Ophelia shook her head as to not dwell on the thought.

She continued to take food from the conveyor belt and scarf it down. She felt guilty for betraying her own senses. She didn't want their pity but she was just....so...hungry. She didn't particularly feel safe being in the company of Drakov's minions, or inside Drakov's flying fortress but she really didn't have much of a choice. But she had to admit, this place was...pleasant. Too bad she can never fully enjoy it.

Ophelia looked at the three again, looking at her bleeding mouth where the stitches were. "...At the lab I had a tendency of biting anyone who got too close. In case you were curious." She said bluntly.

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Ridley asked Ophelia, with plenty of annoyance in his tone, "Oh, you mean Grabby Gelon?"

Mosa growled a little at the mention of Gelon's name, gritting his enormous teeth. "Grabby Gelon touched Mosa's tattoo. Mosa not appreciate that. You not touch someone's tattoo without their permission. Very invasive of personal space. Like touching someone's child or privates. Not nice. ", Mosa spoke in a low, rumbling voice while shooking his head. Somehow, despite his thuggish appearance and brute-ish voice, he sounded more menacing when he wasn't yelling.

When Ophelia revealed her name though, Mosa brightened up again almost immediately, and very jarringly. "Ophelia! It is beautiful name.", he grinned and nodded once more.

The three continued eating with Ophelia in a calm manner. With Mosa between them, Ridley and Vlad felt a lot safer. Vlad couldn't help but worry about Mosa's safety, even if she would not admit it.

Ridley did a double take on Ophelia as she delivered her direct statement. Once again, he was silenced. Vlad looked into her food, and mumbled, "So they stitched it shut.", matter of factly, keeping a neutral tone to the whole ordeal.

"Hehehehe. That did not stop you, eh? Good." Mosa nodded. Mosa was not one to dwell in the past. Being a beastman, there are two things most important to him: honor and strength. He saw both Ophelia's bluntness, the hatred in her eyes, and especially her willingness to thank and cooperate with him as a sign of true strength. Everyone has their own weakness to their pasts. Some chose to bitch and moan, but others chose to use the hatred to empower themselves. And sometimes....you need to draw strength from anywhere and everywhere. Even the darkest of your emotions.

Mosa called for the bill as he made sure everyone was done eating, before turning to Ophelia. "Mosa don't suppose you have place to stay? Mosa has room in lower class cabins. Mosa came with three other people, but...they got off this morning." Mosa grinned again. "You can stay with Mosa if you want."

Ridley and Vlad looked at Mosa in disbelief. Even so, Vlad knew that there was nothing she could do to stop the stubborn oaf. Ridley also knew that if he ratted Ophelia and, especially, Mosa out to Drakov, Vlad would scream for his blood. And right now, Gelon is enough trouble for him.


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Deunan smiled warmly at Cubey. And instead of answering with words, she pulled out her pen and signed her name on the cardboard box. 'Deunan knight', in stylish, italic letters. She made sure to add a heart at the end of the 't'. She then gave Cubey a cute smile, and gestured Cubey to follow Lekan and Quin as they made their way to the training center.

They arrive in the training center, where they were surrounded by training equipment. Sandbags, treadmills, and even a boxing ring in the middle. Deunan placed both her hands on her cheeks and looked on the ring with a googly smile. "Beautiful....", she whispered in awe.

Quin kept quiet for a while, looking around as Lekan aasked his question.

Suddenly, she stopped her gaze at Lekan again, and pointed at Cubey. "You two. Fight."

Deunan punched the air in excitement. "OH MY! This should be cuuuuute!!!!", before sticking two of her raised hand's fingers to create the 'victory' gesture.

The setting changes from F.S.S. Realta Nua to Dagojouiise

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Wind whipped around the figure on the rise, trench coat flying forward as it was caught by the breeze. Sand stung his head, pelted through his hair. Smiling grimly, Jeremy Graves puffed around the Gurkha Black Dragon cigar stuck between his teeth. Acrid smoke spread out, a hazy cloud obscuring his face. Breathing in the carcinogenic fumes, he sighed with pleasure as his senses were infused with the expensive fumes. He had paid quite dearly for the cigar; only 1,000 had ever been made, making it quite expensive over a galactic scale. Graves had ten of them.

Securing the cap onto his head, Graves turned to the motley band assembled below him on the south side of the dune. A mixture of his own personal mafia members and raiders recruited from the native tribes of Dagojouiise, it was a small army. Milling about were a hundred people, weapons being checked and rechecked, fights breaking out before being quickly suppressed by senior mafia members. Discipline was important in any organization, even if that organization included common desert raiders. Grimacing at the use of such low people he turned back to his target.

A spaceport was set in the middle of the desert, bustling with traffic as passengers boarded and disembarked ships, exchanging goods and ideas. Such an active place, yet it was not his prize. It was the massive vessel floating above the complex. Massive in size, the star ship was as large as a small city, overshadowing the spaceport in its magnificence. Truly a wondrous sight to behold; an even more wondrous place to plunder, for this was the F.S.S. Realta Nua, owned by Boris Drakov.

Graves thought back to his time with Drakov in the Federation military, rivals in everything. In Graves, that rivalry turned to contempt as Boris was favored by his superiors. Matters were only made worse when he was forced to flee the military after being charged with war crimes. That was how he got into the mafia business. And luckily for him, Boris had become leader of galactic super-company. All the better to pay him back. For years, Graves had been conducting raids against shipments of Drakov Industries, obtaining vast amounts of wealth in a short time. For years Graves had hidden in the shadows, avoiding Drakov for fear of being caught. Today was different.

The Realta Nua was Drakov's crown jewel, but it was going to be Graves's prize. Signalling the men behind him, Graves hopped onto one of the land-speeders as it passed by him. Approaching the spaceport at high speeds, the raiders plunged through the building, scattering civilians, killing those unfortunate enough to be caught in the path of the vehicles. Stopping at the tube to the Realta Nua, Graves stepped off and walked into the booth conducting passengers between the ship and the surface. Smiling at the cowering attendant, he dialed the speaker system, patching into the ship.

"Greetings passengers of the Realta Nua! This is your new captain, Jeremy Graves, speaking. I am sorry to tell you this, but we will be experiencing a short interruption in activities as business is conducted. Thank you for your cooperation," he announced, broadcasting over the entire system. Switching the microphone to a personal line to Boris, he said, "Your buddy is back! Nice ship you left for me. Really to kind." Dropping the piece, he pulled out his machine gun and blew apart the console with one shot. Motioning to his force, they assembled in the lift, heading up to the ship.

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A place to stay? Ophelia was unsure about that. It was true, she really didn't have anywhere to go but...could she really trust these people? More specifically the crocodilian man? Before she could respond, the announcement on the loudspeaker invaded their conversation. Ophelia's ears lowered in annoyance. A storm was coming, and it wasn't due to simulated weather. She quickly looked around. She would definitely NOT be short on metal to defend herself with. Ophelia looked at Mosa, then to the others. "I think that will have to wait." She said coldly. Ophelia could care less about Drakov's ship and his belongings, but even she knew bandits would attack anyone on sight. At least, thats what the crew of the Gilgamesh said before she slaughtered them.

She stood tall and clenched her fists, as she could already spot some bandits entering the ship.

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Explosions roar and fires rage in the space port as Graves began his assault. The barely-paid amateur guards were quickly taken down alongside civillians and by the mafia's firepower. Smoke rose under the blazing desert sun as Graves made his announcement.

Graves' forces entered the ship under his command, maniacal bandits of various races, shapes, and sizes cackling and firing away with reckless abandon. Some of the adventurers chose to flee, panicking, screaming, and shouting as they did, preferring to live another day. Others opted to be heroes, fighting back the bandits, though they were severely outnumbered, overpowered, and murdererd. Glasses shatter and fires spread as kinetic bullets fly through the air and beam blasts burn through the park. The artificial sky flickered from the collateral destruction of several holo generators. Graves' bandits tore through the market place, looting, ransacking, pillaging, and plundering their way, while the red alert blared through the entire ship.


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Boris sat in his personal cabin, clasping his hands and smirking. He listened to Graves' menacing introduction.....and chuckled. It was about time these adventurers in his ship prove themselves, he figured. He knew that placing the Realta Nua in such an unstable planet such as Dagojouiise would normally be suicide....but this ship was going to Megido, after all. Danger is the catalyst of progress, as he always thought. Graves was not someone he would underestimate....and if his optimism was right...neither were the adventurers on board.

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Mosa's grin disappeared as he listened to the announcement, tilting his head slightly to the left. Responding to Ophelia without looking, he nodded calmly. "Da." Most of the people around them, being restaurant workers and businessmen, and definitely not adventurers, became quite panicked, immediately running out....and then back inside as the bandits storm the restaurant, preparing to pillage and plunder.

Ridley and Vlad immediately got off their stools, and both nodded as well at Ophelia.

"SHOWTIME!", Mosa roared out, before grabbing his stool and clubbing bandits at once with it. The stool may be (relatively) small, but Mosa was enormous, and just one, well-timed swing was enough to take down five bandits, with the splinters of the poor stool scattering everywhere. Bullets bounced off his skin, and beams were shrugged off by the viciously grinning Mosa. "Ophelia, comrade, what do you say we go pummeling bandits?!", he yelled boisterously as he punched a beastman bandit's head off with a vicious crushing noise. He then turned around, and pulled back his fist "TOGETHER!", before delivering a wide haymaker to destroy three more bandits. Mosa then ducked a sword-swinging bandit's slash, before grabbing his waist with his long, oversized arms, and slamming him forward in a vicious piledriver.

Ridley generated his ice shield, and planted it to the ground, using it to tank all of the bandit's attacks while moving slowly towards them, dragging his mace at the same time. When the goons surround him, he lifted his mace, and swung it in a wide arc, taking them all at once.

Vlad constantly moved, dodging, leaping, crouching, and flipping to avoid the bandits. She drew her sword, and became preoccupied with decapitating quite a few thugs.


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Megahertz watched as Gelon curled up like a baby, cringing when the needle was plunged into his skin. She became anxious as the medics seemed to take forever to arrive, looking around and fidgeting.....until Graves' announcement was spread throughout the entire ship. She looked at Sentinel in horror, and as she glanced to the side, she could see bandits pouring into the boulevard.

"Shiiiiiiitt!!!!", she screeched out, before looking back at the very much in pain Gelon. Sighing, she reached and tried carrying Gelon. "Hngh!" Though she had a bit of a difficulty, she eventually managed to put him over her shoulder. "Sentinel, we gotta get out of here!", Megahertz pressed, unwilling to wait for medics which may not even arrive.

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Deunan looked up as she and Quin heard the announcement, becoming quite worried. Bandits? Here? She thought they were joking too....until they heard the gunfire, raging fires, and explosions in the distance. Quin barely moved...or emoted...at the whole thing, before simply saying, "New plan.", and hovering towards the exit. The eyes on her arm cannons lit up, and the maws wiggle as they open, dripping green, slimy lubricant with a low, rumbling growl. She looked back at her group, and then forward, as if telling them to follow her.

Deunan was taken aback by Quin's simple statement. Was she implying they go out there right now and fight the bandits? That's crazy! As Quin wandered towards the door, she said in annoyance,"Hey, wait now!"...before finally realizing Cubey was tangled in some ropes behind them. With a nervous smile on her face, she leaped over the ropes and pulled at him. "Now now Cu- HNGH - bey!". These ropes were way too damn stretchy, she thought. Eventually, though, she successfully pulled him out of the ropes. Lifting up the wriggling Beastman, she looked at the snack dispenser as well, her jaw dropping and her eyes turning googly from hunger. "Me tooooo....", she whispered.

Suddenly, they heard another explosion close by.

"UWAAAH!!!", Deunan almost dropped Cubey from surprise, and then ran towards the waiting Quin and Lekan. "That'll have to wait Cubey!!"

Quin paused until Deunan and Cubey were right in front of them, and then she turned to Lekan.

"You lead.", she blurted out. Simple and to the point, and yet vague at the same time. She stared at Lekan directly eye to eye though, showing that she was not joking.

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Sentinel stood there calmly as the announcement came on over the PA system. Something is definitely not right, he thought. Looking over to the boarding area, he zoomed his sight sensors, clearly making out what was happening down there. Just as his vision finished focusing on the area, raiders began to pour out of the tube. Dozens of them. Running rampant, they began destroying everything, shooting those that got in their way. But it wasn't them that interested Sentinel. It was the man behind them. Jeremy Graves.

Hands settled slowly over his particle cannons, drawing the weapons away from his legs. Charging one, he pointed it straight at Graves, a dead-eye shot that would kill or incapacitate anything without a good amount of armor. It seemed Graves was looking at Sentinel, a smile flickering over his face before the man disappeared, consumed by shadows. Cursing, Sentinel shot, such a brief delay that it almost didn't matter. But it was too late, Graves had escaped.

Turning back to Gelon and Megahertz, he calmed himself down. Now was not the time to get revenge. Nodding as they spoke, he regarded Gelon. Upon being asked for a gun, Sentinel shook his head, responding, "I work with better with two guns. Do not worry though, you'll be fine." Striding off, he led the small group to the upper quarters, shooting any bandit that got in his way, which happened to be none. It seemed they hadn't gotten to this area yet. For now, he had to get Gelon to his residence.




Jeremy saw a flicker of movement off to his side and turned his gaze towards a distant terrace, a subtle feeling drawing his eyes to that point. Faintly, he made out a robotic shape, one he knew quite well. Smiling, he muttered, "It seems we meet again Sentinel." Cloaking with his latent magic abilities, he dodged off to the side immediately, barely avoiding a particle beam that lanced through the position he had just occupied.

Dusting himself off, he stood up and looked around at those near him, the ten most trusted members of his mafia serving as bodyguards during this endeavor. "While the rest do what they can to cause havoc, I want you to go and secure some hostages of seemingly important status. Bring them to the engine room. Kill them if anyone tries to free them, otherwise do nothing but wait. I have some business to take care of with an old friend."

Nodding, the elite group began loping off into the corridors of the ship, hunting for people to take hostage. Graves knew they would do their job. The rest of the force was simply to buy him time. Expendable. Stepping into a nearby lift, he entered the code for the bridge, heading for Drakov's offices. If Boris was anywhere on this ship, it was there. Looking out over the vista as he ascended, he saw fires raging around the ship, buildings ransacked and important pieces of equipment destroyed. Bodies lay sprawled all over the ship, most belonging to the unlucky "heroes" who got in the way of the thugs.

Such was not the case everywhere. Thirty thugs surrounded a sushi bar, being held off by three individuals: two Beastmen and an ice elemental. Graves chuckled as Mosa slammed a stool into five of the bandits. Simpletons, the Dagojouiisian raiders. Most of his mafia were engaging less obviously dangerous foes.

A ding alerted him to the door opening, and Graves turned to face the bridge, still cloaked by his magic. Sweat beaded on his forehead at the effort. Raising his machine gun and twisting his mouth, he whispered, "Daddy's home," before proceeding to fill the space before him with kinetic and energy projectiles. It was a fine day for a massacre.

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Ophelia watched bandits storm in from all sides. Most of the rushed at Mosa and Ridley, probably thinking they'd be the best kills. She could quickly see that the bandits regretted that. Just then, two bandits jumped at Ophelia, yelling some sort of battle cry. She swiftly grabbed both by the neck and turned to the sushi bar conveyor belt. Using her metalmancy, she controlled its metal parts causing the conveyor belt to go rapid. She, without a bat of an eye, thrust both bandit's faces on the speeding conveyor belt. The bandits let out ungodly screams as the belt went from black and covered with food to red with blood. The bodies dropped, their faces we're a bloody mess. Ophelia looked up at Mosa. "...Together." She repeated quietly.

Ophelia looked past Mosa and raised her arm out. All the sushi knives from the kitchen came barreling out, quickly impaling many unsuspecting bandits. Ophelia looked over to Vlad and Ridley. She let them fend for themselves. Ophelia helped Mosa pick off bandits that were getting too close.

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Megahertz shook her head at Gelon's request. "..Sorry, I...don't like carrying, much less using, guns.", a tone of discomfort laced with apology in her voice. She looked around and down the boulevard, quickly formulating a plan in her head, oblivious to Sentinel's staredown with Graves. She only glanced back at her android knight when he responded to Gelon's question.

She nodded and followed Sentinel as he lead the group through the bandit infestation, covering behind him as Sentinel took out the bandits easily. She winced as a bright explosion occurred nearby. "Megahertz. You can call me Megahertz....g-good to meet you, Gelon.", Megahertz politely stated, while her heart raced in the high-tension situation.

Soon enough, as more and more of the bandits fell prey to Sentinel's dual guns, they arrived at the upper class living quarters. Quite predictably, this place had become a prime target for the mafia. They can see a group of burly Beastmen and armored humans using an enormous battering ram to smash through an upper class family's home, and another skinny bandit hurling a pompous-looking man out of the window of his own house...and into his own gory death.

"...Well, s-shit.", Megahertz nervously stated as she took in the surroundings. She was just hoping the bandits hadn't raided their home yet. She's lost WAY too many assets already from the library assault. She glanced at Gelon, and asked, "So, which one's your place?!"

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The bridge crew could barely react. One of them shouted, "WE'RE UNDER ATTA-", but was not even able to finish his sentence as Graves killed him, and everyone else around him. Blood and gore splattered everwhere, and the smell of cooked flesh filled the air, thanks to Graves' energy bullets. A pair of heavily armored Synthetic Knightguards rush towards him carrying drill lances, their energy shields quickly drained by his energy bullets, and their armor riddled with his kinetic bullets.

One of the Knightguards fell to its knees and was disabled, its previously shiny silver armor tarnished with black bullet holes and burn marks, while the other one got close enough to Graves to attempt a desperate stab towards the gangster's abdomen!

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Mosa grinned with approval at Ophelia's quiet statement. He thought that her mutilation of the bandits was a bit........much....., but he figured everyone had their own ways, and the bandits had it coming. They drew their weapons first, and deserve whatever fate their weakness brought them.

The bandits groan, gasp, scream, and sputter as Ophelia's knives descended upon them. He walked besides Ophelia with a swagger, his bulletproof body shooking off most of the attacks, and he only bothered to shield the areas around his eyes with his enormous hands. Just then, he noticed Graves' top liutenants as they dragged their crying, kicking, and screaming hostages towards the engine room.

"Hmmmm.", Mosa pondered while holding a bandit's face with one of his hands. He turned around and swung that bandit into a leaping beastman's face, before facing Ophelia again. "WELL! What do you say we do from here, eh? Mosa CURIOUS!" He yelled out that last part as he threw himself backwards and sat on a sneaking Beastman's face, caving his skull in. He stood back up, and lets out a glorious laughter, before continuing to smash through hordes of bandits with nothing more than his own two fists. He fights like a beast, but that does not mean he thinks like one. His attacks are heavy, yet slow, which is why timing is everything. He may not be quick enough to avoid the bullets flying in his direction, but he is more than quick enough to nearly always land a hit. And when it's Mosa, one or two hits is enough to end his opponents.

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Ophelia lifted metal tables with her metalmancy and compressed several bandits with force so hard they became a paste when she was finished. Ophelia looked to where Mosa saw the bandits taking hostages. She felt no sympathy for them whatsoever. Ophelia looked at Mosa coldly. "You want to know...what I think?" Ophelia pondered for a moment. She was never granted permission to speak, much less than be asked for an opinion. "I was going to wait this out until it solves itself. Something tells me you are going to do the exact opposite." Ophelia's gaze softened a little. "Though I am curious about the bandits' motive. I was told this vessel was headed for Megido in an attempt to save the galaxy. These attack seems...counterproductive." Ophelia spun around and grabbed a bandit that was sneaking up on her, and squeezed his neck so hard his eyes were bulging until finally he collapsed. She looked back at Mosa, surprising she even cared what he thought.

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Megahertz watched the sight of the burning and shriveling Beastmen with a bit of a shiver as she received flashbacks from just a day before. She quickly shook her head and banished the thought, following Gelon to his door. "Well, that's just great!", she distressedly remarked when Gelon mentioned the door panel being too damaged to use. She looked at the vent as well, but before she could agree or disagree, Sentinel came up with his own solution. She took a step back and winced as Sentinel demolished the door with one hit, watching as the splinters fall around them. "You're a life saver!", she excitedly yelled out with a grin, before looking at Gelon.

"C'mon!", she told the one-armed mercenary, and ran inside.


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"Da!", Mosa nodded at Ophelia's words, smiling. "Mosa can't help but be curious." Responding to Ophelia's analysis, he chuckled. "Gu ha ha ha! Bandits aren't usually smartest tools in the shed, yes?" Mosa turned to look at the entryway to the engine room again. "Hmmm. Mosa gonna do stupid thing and take a look. You free to do what you want!", Mosa said with a carefree tone. Ophelia had more than proven to be capable of taking care of herself. Cracking his knuckles, he charged towards the engine room as the doors were closing. He very nearly made it......but he wasn't fast enough, and the door closed in front of him.

Bullets continue to bounce all over Mosa's body. The snarling Beastman turned around, and grabbed a larger, crab-like beastman behind him, before slamming him to the massive blast door. Over, and over, and over again, as he tried to smash his way through the door. When the crab-like beastman shattered into pieces from repeated abuse, Mosa clasped both his hands, leaned slightly to the right, and shoulder tackled the door, with no visible desire to stop.

"HEEEEERE'S MOSA!", he roared gleefully, reveling in the high tension.

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The bolt shadow stunned the Knightguard at the right moment, giving the swift gangster enough time to draw his knife and skewer the synthetic, the blade coming out the other side of the tarnished armor. Graves could see the light literally going out in its eyes, as its entire body fell limp and became useless.

At the end of the corpse-riddled bridge was the room to Drakov's private quarters. Strangely enough, he did not bother to lock it. Perhaps he thought his knightguards would be good enough. Or rather.....he had one more trick up his sleeve.

In his room, Boris clasped his hands....and waited with his eyes closed. When he heard his last Knightguard sizzling, he opened his eyes a peek and glanced to his side, where his trusted con-woman and second in command Beatrice Schwartz was. He smirked and nodded, whispering smoothly;

"He's coming. Entertain our friend for a bit, won't you my dear?"


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"Yessir!", Deunan saluted with one hand at Lekan's orders. He sounded so professional, she had utmost confidence in him. Drawing her beam charger, Deunan set it to low power before crouching behind some crates. She kept an eye out on her surroundings. Just remember what Halcyon taught you, she thought. Head down, breath steady, eyes focused.

Quin watched Lekan calmly, nodding with approval at how calm he was handling the whole situation. She paid attention as Lekan crafted the drones. What a convenient tool! She flexed her cannons' maws eagerly as Lekan gave his gesture.

"Hey, what the-?!"

The bandits' attention were diverted to the drones. Lekan and co. could see Mosa trying to tear down a blast door to the engine room. Quite...eagerly, at that. The bandits tried their best to shoot down the drones, but their aim was awful and frantic. Quin hovered behind the group, leaning forward slightly to give herself more speed. Without directly looking, her shoulder eyes occassionally fired one, two, three yellow beams at the bandit thugs who spotted them, guarding the colorful group as they slip by the mayhem.

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Stepping aside so the others could step in, Sentinel glanced around the area. It didn't seem like there were any more bandits in the immediate vicinity. Most of the fighting seemed to be dying down. The bandits may have had the element of surprise but they were vastly outnumbered on the ship. Which meant they must have had some other purpose in boarding the vessel.

Meeting back up with Megahertz and Gelon, he noticed that the residence was much like their own. Probably for money-saving purposes and organization as personalizing each 'house' would have been much more expensive and time consuming. Listening to Gelon as he talked, Sentinel unhooked his cannons once again and leaned against the door. "I shall stay and protect you from whatever is left. Do not worry about that." Looking over at Megahertz, he awaited her response.




As the last mafia gangster entered the engine room and closed the door, a band emanated from the portal. Turning around, all the members drew their weapons and pointed them at the door. If something was going to come through, it wouldn't come through healthily. Motioning four members towards the group of hostages, the leader yelled over the din, "Take them to the back of the engine room. If you hear fighting start up and no all-clear from us, you know what to do."

Nodding, the small group once again herded the prisoners down the passageways, ending up in a place close enough to hear whatever happened at the doorway yet hidden from that area. Gunfire sounded from outside the doorway shortly after the pounding, screams of pain mingled with the buzzing of energy blasts. Stepping forward, the leader placed his ear to the door as the dying began to cut out. It seemed that whatever raiders attempted an attack were alive no longer. About to move back, the man was blasted backwards as the door almost caved in, a crocodile shaped imprint on the door's thick metal. Groggily standing, the men took out his own weapons and took cover behind a piece of machinery.

"That door won't stand another hit. Whatever is coming through, it's big. As soon as it falls, let fly with everything you have!" he shouted. Complying, the other 5 gangsters took up their own positions, aiming various weapons at the portal to the outside. They weren't willing to go down easy.




Graves stepped over the dead body of the Knightguard, extricating the power knife from the metal. Deactivating the power field, he wiped away the synthetic fluid from the blade before sheathing it. Taking up his gun and hefting it over his shoulder, Graves made his way through the dead bodies. One man was still alive, breathing shallowly as blood bubbled from a tear in his leg. Crouching down next to the man, Graves removed his hat. Fear filled the crewman's eyes, slowly dimming as the loss of blood began to take its toll on his mind. As the last spark of life was extinguished, Graves said a short prayer over the man. He was not one to disrespect the dead.

Replacing his hat on his head, he proceeded to move towards Drakov's personal room just as Beatrice stepped out. Standing just as tall as Graves, he examined the Beast-woman. Or rather, what used to be a Beast-woman, he thought as he saw the tell-tale glowing eyes and antennas of an Ishkavi corpse-walker. As she began speaking sparks flew from the gun next to his face. Burning him slightly, he laughed heartily and tossed away the now useless weapon. Bowing to the woman, he declared, "It is a pleasure to meet you, servant of Boris. A most interesting surprise you provided me."

Watching as the two plasma blades extended from the gauntlets on her hand, he thought over the wiseness of the course he had taken. Almost instantly, he decided it had been worth it. It had been a long time since he participated in combat. The travails of the God-father were great indeed. Drawing a pistol from his hip holster, he threw the weapon out to the side, useless if his opponent could simply cause it to shut down. Transferring the knife to his left hand, he reached back into his coat and drew out another power weapon. Making a small whipping motion, the small rod extended into a two foot baton, a less powerful but longer-ranged weapon that would allow him to more effectively block the plasma blades.

Taking up a battle stance, he smiled at the Ishkavi, "No need for us to fight, I simply wish to talk with my old friend. I promise you that no harm will come to him from me. The same can't be said for you, however."

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Ophelia watched as Mosa ran off towards the engine room, leaving her there on her lonesome. To her left she could see drones harassing a group of bandits while an insectoid lady and a pink haired woman prepared to engage. It took some of the load off them earlier. She also noticed a floating squid and an odd looking geometric creature hanging behind. "Hmm," she muttered. Suddenly she heard the loud cries of a beastman along with the crunching of a carapace and Mosa yelling. It was hard to tell if it was yelling of enjoyment or of ferocity, but Ophelia could sense it was a bit of both. She honestly had nothing else to do, so she walked for the engine room but following the sounds of agony.

Eventually she could see Mosa trying to knock down a blast door. Other bandits were firing at him, with regular bullets. She smirked as the bandit's bullets stopped in midair. Though she felt a twinge of pain since grabbing fast moving bullets even with metalmancy, isn't an easy task. The bandits looked on in confusion and then suddenly fear as the bullets changed direction and fired back at them. They all fell limp at once, leaving Mosa alone. Ophelia looked over to Mosa. "Need help with the door?" she asked him coldly.

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Megahertz folded her arms as she listened to Gelon, nodding. He glanced briefly to Sentinel, then back to Gelon. "You kiddin' me? I'm going to stay where it's safe: next to Sentinel!" , she nodded to herself to emphasize her words, showing her trust in her rusted knight. She stayed quiet and looked around for a couple of seconds as she pondered on a compensation Gelon could give. As a pragmatic woman, Megahertz thought this over seriously....

...However, before she could come up with something, a portion of the wall next to Gelon was demolished, as three bandit corpses fell next to each other. "DESKOVITCH YOU BASTARD! You there?!", a rough voice was heard, as the rubble fell and the smoke cleared. A startled Megahertz took a step back and got closer to Sentinel. A single glowing orange dot could be seen amongst the smoke, as quick, heavy steps were heard.

The ice man Ridley stepped into the house, making sure to stomp on one of the bandit's chest as he looked around. Behind him was the greatsword wielding beastwoman Vlad. The two of them caught notice of Sentinel and Megahertz, with Ridley slightly startled and Vlad noticeably gripping her sword's hilt more tightly, her expression hidden behind that green visor. The two mercenaries stared at Sentinel and Megahertz for a few seconds, before deducing, through Sentinel's relaxed posture and Megahertz's apparent lack of weaponry, along with a very vulnerable Gelon nearby, that they were not hostile. "I see you finally made some friends.", Vlad remarked, while both her and Ridley gave a questioning look to the synthetic and the corpse walker.

Ridley then turned to Gelon. "There you are!", he shouted in his usual aggressive tone. Vlad nearby took a deep breath, and stated calmly, "Ridley was worried about you for a second there." Ridley glared at Vlad and snapped, "I WASN'T!....I just....didn't want to have to look for his corpse in this huge stinkin' ship, is all!"

Suddenly, they heard a loud growl. A low, rumbling growl. Ridley and Vlad retreated into the house, with the ice knight raising his shield and Vlad scanning the area.

Megahertz whispered, "...something big is coming."


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Mosa was very close in completely tearing the door down, when he heard the bandits behind him dying rapidly, one after another. He turned around, noticing Ophelia. He smirked as he thought over her question. "Nah...Mosa got this. You did Mosa enough favors with the bullets.", He gave a thumbs up with his left hand, before clasping both hands and tilting his upper body again for one final shoulder tackle. "Thank you for that!", Mosa said in a boisterous, genuinely grateful tone. While he shrugged off the bullets so far, it did not mean they did not hurt at all. Cracking his neck, he took a deep breath and one step back, before letting out a bellowing roar - and smashing a reptillian-shaped hope through the several inches thick blast door.

Mosa's enormous figure casted a shadow upon the five gangsters. Tanking more of the kinetic bullets and the particle beams alike, Mosa continued to grin ferociously despite his beginning to bleed. His armored hide may be cracked, burning, and bleeding, but his passion was still burning bright. He crashed in front of the five bandits, and spun around, hitting knocking three off their feet with his massive tail, before grabbing one of them and chomping on his head. With a quick and forceful pull, Mosa decapitated that gangster, and spit the head out to one of the other recovering gangster's groin. "RAA HAHAHAHA!", Mosa roared with mocking laughter, as both an intimidation technique and an attempt to draw their attention. He kept an eye out on Ophelia, curious on her actions and expressions (or lack thereof).

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Graves sighed as the Ishkavi continued to taunt him, proceeding into her own battle stance. He know that in terms of weaponry, he was outmatched. While the power knife would be able to counter the plasma, it was much shorter in range. The metal rod was nothing special; at most it would take a hit or two from the plasma blades until it disintegrated. Activating it wouldn't do match as was shown by his now ruined gun.

Dropping his stance, he began backing towards the view port overlooking the ship. "Your petty insults are beginning to tire me. We both know the most likely outcome if we were to clash; I simply cannot compete against your weapons with what I have. An accord, perhaps. I leave, and you don't do anything."

Gazing longingly at the gun lying ruined, he felt tempted to charge her. Graves had put countless hours of care into building the weapon and now it was ruined by this parasitic scum. He was loathe to leave it. Glancing down, he smirked, "Tell you what. I'm not going to kill you now. I'll let some of my more...promiscuous men have their way with you and then tie a good, old-fashioned noose around your neck." Engaging the rod's plasma field in his hand out of sight, he launched it towards Beatrice before activating his magical invisibility and darting off to the side, throwing a shadow bolt to stun her.




As Mosa burst through the door, the gangsters began to fire. Everything struck the massive Beastman yet he remained unfazed. Three were knocked down, another decapitated by Mosa's bite. The last looked to the rest of his companions. They had already decided before hand that were there to be a breach, a few would stay behind to delay whatever pursuit there was. Locking eyes with the three briefly, the leader saluted before running down the aisle to where the rest of the group was with the hostages.

"Time to work boys," he snarled. Impassive faces stared as the screaming hostages were gunned down and thrown in the hallway. One member fished an explosive charge from his bag and planted it on a nearby engine. Setting a ten-second timer, he joined the rest as they fled towards the back of the ship.

Back at the entrance, the remaining three were getting up. One was smashed by the head of the decapitated gangster and fell groaning, unconscious. The other two lay down their weapons, seeing the futility of fighting. Both had cyanide capsules in their mouths and power knives in their sleeves in case they needed to escape. Just as they were getting down, the high explosive on the engine detonated, sending reverberations throughout the entire ship, incinerating one of the engine blocks.




Sentinel watched as an Elemental and a Beastwoman crashed through the wall of the house, three bandit corpses sprawled before them. Simply watched. The fighting was starting to annoy him; there would be plenty of that later. Listening to them talk, he turned towards the entrance of the house as the rumbling took up. They were right, something big was coming.

"I suggest we-" Sentinel was cut off as an explosion tore through the ship, knocking him down. Even his stabilizers were overwhelmed by the power of the blast. Getting up quickly, he activated his particle cannons, readying himself to destroy any threat.

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Ophelia walked in a few moments after Mosa charged in, watching him savagely tear these people apart. She was impressed but her facial expression rarely showed it. When one bandit ran off after giving instructions to another, she got suspicious. She then walked over to Mosa as he was finishing ripping them apart, and saw the hostage bodies flung into their corridor. Again, she felt no remorse or sympathy for them. Ophelia simply assumed they supported Drakov and felt that they probably deserved it.

Suddenly, Ophelia felt a small reverberation on the floor. She knew exactly what was coming. This is what the Gilgamesh felt like before she caused it's engines to explode! Thinking quickly, she ran to Mosa and grabbed the huge section of the blast door that Mosa knocked down earlier, with her metalmancy. She stood in front of him, and the flying blast door intentionally knocked Mosa forward to get him to stay down. If she simply yelled it would've been too late. She held the 5 inch thick blast door in front of both of them. At the same time, the explosion created a massive shockwave of kinetic force and fire. The wave knocked her back into Mosa but luckily he was close to the ground and didn't move too far back. Ophelia focused on holding the blast door up to withstand the immense plumes of fire barreling down their hallway. The heat was intense, worse that the desert. She could feel her skin burn.

When the fire died down, she tossed the blast door aside and slumped down, panting. Why did she save Mosa? She could have easily ran for the exit, letting him to burn. She couldn't understand it.

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Cubey kept in mind of Lekan's earlier comment, now realizing the so called 'new captain' was the bad guy, his fear slowly shifting to anger as he grumbled aloud; "We should go beat up the new captain guy. If he's out for the count these minions would be running away.", as he stared puzzled at Quin's calmness to the whole situation, obviously puzzled on how she could keep her cool in such a chaotic environment, but was too nervous to ask.
After a few moments of staring, Cubey then heard his mollusk friend's order to take cover, complying so as he followed Deunan behind some crates, doing a quick but somewhat clumsy roll to them, and realizing how calm Lekan was as well, wondering if this is the way that warriors were supposed to act.
"I am 'Super Duper', I am 'Super Duper', I am 'Super Duper'.", he whispered to himself over and over, trying to steady his fear and anger at the villains swarming the ship.

Although he was about to protest to Lekan's plan of hiding, planing to retort that the beloved Rainbow Rangers never hide, unless horribly injured, he kept his mouth shut as he remembered he was also ordered to keep quiet, covering his mouth with his 'hands'. He was however enthralled at Lekan's process in constructing the drones, being wide-eyed and completely absorbed into watching the little robots and Lekan whispering his own private orders to them, no doubt. He was also cheerful as they fired in a surprise attack at the goon's surrounding at big alligator beastman and a strange looking horned and tailed woman with a colossal arm, giving a noisy cheer with a fist pump, before covering his mouth again. He quickly followed after the group staring in awe at the alligator man smashing his way through one of the blast doors, before turning his attention to Quin firing three shots at the bandit's as she hovered in mid air, to which Cubey began shouting to Quin; "Your really good at shooting stuff! And Lekan, your good at making drone things too! Your both so cool!", seeming to have forgotten being told to keep quiet, and for some reason decided to use his gravity powers to float alongside Lekan, looking as if he furiously was swimming in mid air, and giving the squid creature a bright grin.
"I can help too! Just tell me what to do Mr. boss man!", he giggled as he did his best to imitate a thumbs up with his hooved hands.

He also noticed Deunan's beam weapon, and floated back over to her to simply ask; "What kind of weapon is that Deunan? Hey wait, you can fight people to? Wow, your so super awesome!", as he chuckled again before bumping into a rubbish disposal chute, and scratching at his bumped head.
"Owwwww!", he cried out, being much more noisier than needed, as he continued running behind the group in a sulky fashion.

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Mosa raised his head as he heard hostages being gunned down, and he growled. He saw this as a sign of cowardice. Typical of bandits, he thought. Then, he heard a loud, rumbling noise. Before he could react, he saw Ophelia moving quick as a flash, a chunk of the blast door behind her. He was then knocked down by the flying blast door, causing him to let out a grunt. He looked up at Ophelia with wide eyes as the orange flames of the explosion bursted towards them. Everything was shaking. They could hear the corpses being incinerated nearby. Mosa squinted from the intense light, but did not keep her eyes off Ophelia. Mosa held on to the ground tightly as Ophelia was knocked towards him. Even with the blast door, the enormous Mosa could feel the fire as well, his blue skin charred and sizzling from the heat. He leaned slightly forward to help Ophelia hold the door while grunting more, as the fires reached its climax.

Finally, it was over. Everything went black again. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air. Outside, they could hear the alarms blare. Mosa huffed and puffed, slouching on the ground while still looking at Ophelia. He was grateful to her. Even with his own impressive durability and hardiness, he would not have been able to survive that explosion without without her. At least not without some life crippling injuries.

"Ophelia....you..okay...?", Mosa asked with concern as he continued to recover. He winced as he stood up. "Ow..." His previously smooth skin have been battered, bruised, and burnt. He shook his head and coughed as the unbearable smell of burnt meat and ash fillled the air. "Yelch. Reminds Mosa of uncle's terrible cooking...Ouch...."

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"Fortify! Yes!!", Vlad shouted in agreement with Gelon. Before they could do anything else, though, they hear a loud crash.....and thick rubble fell towards Gelon. Ridley turned and instinctively tackled the one-armed mercenary out of the way and to the wall, as wood and metal fell on him. "GAH!" He wriggled and wormed, and struggled to free himself from the wreck.

Vlad looked up and hissed. Megahertz stepped back, her tentacles coiling around her hair tightly. "Cazadore...!", she whispered, terrified.

Above, a loud roar. Bright green eyes, scarlet mane. Two enormous, lion-like Greater Beasts loom over the hole in the ceiling. Their long canines like greatswords, their jet black claws like daggers.

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Cazadores. These Greater Beasts would not just follow anyone. One of the King Amongst Flames descended into the house. Just one of them was large enough to fit the entire fist floor. A heavy thud followed. With a loud, ferocious roar, the first Cazadofe spun in place, using its long tail as a powerful whip, knocking Sentinel, Vlad, Gelon, and Ridley through the walls - and out of the house.

"Gah!!!!", Vlad shouted out as she broke through the wall and skidded across the streets outside. She struggled to recover her vision as she stood up. She could see the second Cazadore on the roof, as it turned to its side, crouched, and blasted a fireball towards her. Luckily, she rolled out of the way just as it demolished the part of the street she was laying on.

Ridley rolled like a ragdoll out of the house. Dust and ash fell on top of him. This was going to be a pain in the ass.

Megahertz, who was still in the house, looked around desperately. "Shitshitshit! Gotta find a hiding spot!", she whispered in panic, as the first Cazadore hunted for her.

Suddenly, they hear the alarm blaring throughout the entire ship. A low, rumbling noise could be heard throughout the ship.

"...Could this day get any worse?", Ridley whispered, deadpan.


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Quin remained expressionless as Cubey complemented her, while Deunan giggled and blushed. "Aww, shucks! It's a beam charger and-" She stared at Cubey, baffled when he suddenly cried out. She just gave him a patient smile, still finding his hyperactiveness too endearing to scold.

Deunan gasped when she saw the bodies of the bandits at the end of the corridorr, and then covered her mouth with one hand when she saw the group of Ondari and the Wardens. "Wow!!" She looked on in wonder, thinking they were quite cool. Quin stared on without a comment.

"Hi hi I'm Deunan!", she smiled at the orange Ondari and waved cheerfully.

Quin turned around immediately and followed the Wardens and Ondari, inspecting their formation with mild enthusiasm. Deunan accompanied the wardens on the front. She looked around seriously and carefully. It seemed like the fighting's finally starting to die down.

Of course, things couldn't be over so easily. An ominous noise was heard, followed by the loud blaring of the alarm.

"I don't like the sound of that...", Deunan whispered with concern.

Out of nowhere, they heard a loud, girly shriek. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

From the park, they could see a red headed human running away....from a Cazadore ten times his size. It was amazing that he wasn't eaten yet, Quin thought.

"BROTHER?!!",Deunan suddenly shouted and impulsively ran, breaking formation from the group.

Ozma heard and looked at Deunan as he ran. "DEUNAN!!", he shouted in embarassment. "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!!!!"

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Ophelia wiped off small embers on her sleeve, and took a moment to catch her breath. She looked over to Mosa as he approached, showing genuine concern for her. He was burnt and bleeding but by the way he composed himself, it seemed he was used to it. "...I'm fine...you?" She asked before letting out a cough or two. Eventually she stood up straight, stretching herself out. Mosa could see she was in pain when she did. Ophelia looked around and surveyed the damage. Fire was everywhere in the engine block, and the smoke was collecting fast. Mosa's comment about cooking went right over her head. "We should get out of here before we choke." She ordered before walking back to the open streets. She didn't have to look back, she knew Mosa would follow. The bandit activity seemed to be..less than before. But in the distance she could hear various roaring of beasts. Nothing close by, however. So she took the moment to catch her breath.

Ophelia's gaze softened a bit. There was only one thing she's had on her mind ever since she escaped the labs a while ago. Revenge. Not just revenge for who did this to her, that was solved. Revenge for the one person she ever called friend once in her life that ultimatly betrayed her. But, now that she was 'free', she had no idea where to begin looking. For years she pictured this linear road with no interruptions but, now that she was out into the world... the path wasn't as narrow as she thought. And she just felt lost. "I don't know what to do.." She said quietly to herself.

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Mosa scoffed and shook his head at Ophelia's question. "Ha! Puny explosion no match for Manly Mosa!", he boasted, before beating his chest once with his right fist. Mosa coughed and sniffled, nodding at Ophelia's statement. "Da!....Da..." He followed her out. When he noticed her stopping, he slowed down his walk, and then halted as he stood next to her, surveying the area as well. Mosa glanced at Ophelia when he overheard her talking to herself. He directed his gaze forward again as he heard a girly shriek coming from not too far away, and stayed quiet to think for a moment.

Eventually, he asked her with a confident smile, "Well, what DO you want to do?"

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Megahertz looked at Gelon, wide-eyed. "W-WHAT-" Before she could even complete her words, she was tackled by Gelon through the wall, and on to the bed in Vlad's room. She howled in pain from the impact, and they could hear the rubble falling behind them....and attracting the first Cazadore's attention.

"Ow..ow..Gelon, p-please get off...", Megahertz whispered politely with Gelon's on top of her. Vlad's room was filled with various skulls, bones, weapons, and other mementos from her bounty hunting life.

They could hear the Cazadore growling, as it slowly crawled towards Vlad's room, its eyes focused on the Gelon-shaped hole on the wall. As it was about to leap, Ridley suddenly smashed through the wall from the outside, and held up his shield to hold back the Cazadore's fangs. The strong beast pushed him forward and forced ridley's feet to drag along the floor. "HNGH!"

The Cazadore's eyes narrowed as it thrashed its head left and right, trying to throw Ridley out of the way, and his shield out of its mouth. However, Ridley rapidly generated ice around his legs to glue his feet to the ground, resisting the incredibly strong Cazadore as best as he can. "Gelon! You - better...do something-" Ridley grunted as cracks appear on the ice around his feet. "-FAST!", he shouted


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The second Cazadore stood tall and proud, proper for the king amongst flames, as it glared at Sentinel. Responding to his whisper, the second Cazadore lets out a mighty roar, as orange embers were generated from its mane, an its jet-black claws turning orange from the intense heat it controlled.

The second Cazadore leaped off the roof and tackled Sentinel, its absolutely enormous body dwarfing the iron knight. Even as lightning assaults its body, it did not budge, forcing Sentinel towards the ground, and across the street. Cracks and burn marks appear on the gray streets, and rubble scatter behind them alongside the embers. As they skid across the street, the Cazadore stepped back from Sentinel, staggering from his electricity. But it did not step back too far. Not giving Sentinel too much time to recover, it glared at him with those burning green eyes, and quickly 'chomped' into the air, creating a clanking noise as its fangs batter each other - and caused a spark which, in turn, created a chain reaction of explosions to the embers around them. A hundred miniaturized explosions - one for each embers- occur around the lion and the synthetic, making it practically impossible to dodge. Even the lion seemed to be harmed by this attack, as it roared out in pain an swished its tail, accidentally smashing a lamp post in half behind it.

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Boris had not moved an inch from the moment Graves entered the room, still clasping his hands in front of his smirking face. He took a few moments to consider Beatrice's question.

"No, let him be. He has made me quite.....curious.", Boris said in an amused tone. "Perhaps you can help me with a cup of tea, instead."


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Cubey's voice almost immediately attracted the attention of the Cazadore, distracting it as it tried to swipe at Ozma, causing it to miss - and allowing Deunan to tackle her brother out of the way. An enormous gash was left on the ground. Deunan and Ozma rolled across the ground, both of them grunting, Ozma whimpering.

The Cazadore roared at Cubey, smoke hissing out of its nostrills. Cracking its whip-like tail as a taunt, it took a deep breath, and blasted a loud, big, burning fireball towards the cubic giraffe, with a sound not unlike cannon fire. It then looked to the side, noticing the group of Ondari, Wardens, and Quin. Gripping its claws to the ground, it turned slightly to its left, showing the large group one of its right thigh-mounted demon masks. The mask's eyes glowed and its lower jaw extended, as it fired one, two, three! smaller fireballs in rapid succession.

Deunan lifted the whimpering Ozma up, and with a determined gaze, dragged him behind a wall. "Stay here!", she ordered him. She then turned towards the Cazadore currently preoccupied with Cubey, Quin, the Ondari, and the Wardens. With a flick of the wrist, she activated her beam charger's whip mode, and rushed towards the scene......

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Ophelia sneered as Mosa asked what she wanted to do. She knew he had heard say she didn't know. But he asked anyway. Instead of looking towards him, she looked over to where the scream was coming from. Plumes of fire and debris erupted in the distance. Something BIG was attacking a group. Quietly to herself, she assessed her own wounds and Mosa's. They both had sustained some nasty burn wounds from the engine explosion. Ophelia knew hers would regenerate but wasn't sure about Mosa. She was still surprised she concerned herself with him, or that Mosa wanted to stick around her. It was odd.

Finally she looked up at him. "Well whatever is attacking that group is destroying our ride." She said in a deadpan tone as she started jogging towards the brawl. It wasn't too far, it was happening on the lower streets, so the duo had a good view. Finally, she saw the massive, hulking Cazadore. It's teeth were larger than her claws and had to large face masks on its hind thighs. And it was always on fire. 'How in hell did it get here?' She thought to herself. She then looked to who was defending. It was the group she noticed earlier. The squid, the insectoid lady, the pink-haired woman, and the geometric creature. Along with them were more squids with robots (something I'd never thought I'd ever have to write) aggressing the creature. "Care explaining?" she said to Mosa with a hint of enthusiasm in her voice.

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Megahertz nodded at Gelon's request. "One second!", before pulling out her datapad and furiously stroking across the screen. "c'mon, c'monc'monnnn! Load damn youuu...", Megahertz impatiently chattered while watching the loading screen.

As Gelon activated the sprinkler system, cold water poured from the ceiling towards the Cazadore. At first, it didn't seem to help, the creature continuing to press forward. However, with a grunt and a push, Ridley lets out a tiny pulse which transformed the falling water into icicles. A thousand tiny icy spikes fall on top of the fire lion, annoying it greatly and causing it to flinch, giving Ridley just the right moment to counterattack with a quick, hard, swing of the mace. A loud thud and a sudden crack was heard, and the Cazadore howled in pain as it staggered back.

"HA-HA! Thanks for that, Deskovitch!", Ridley roared out confidently, for the first time showing genuinely positive emotions towards his team leader. He preemptively raised his large shield as the Cazadore countered with a swipe from one of its mighty paws, which forced him back a couple of meters upon impact, but failed to knock him down or injure him. The walking glacier stared at the king amongst flames, eye to eye. The Cazadore growled and tried to swipe at him again with its right claw, but this time, Ridley rolled to the left, tumbled for a bit, then threw his mace towards the lion's face like a boomerang, which shattered into pieces and caused it to roar in pain as the ice shards were embedded in its eyes. Ridley circled the creature, shield raised, right hand generating a new ice mace.

Megahertz suddenly turned to Gelon. "GOT IT! You gotta break its fangs!! That way, it'll just be a big fat cat!", she shouted with a determined look on her face. Inside this house, she could only hear the vicious electrical sparks and mighty explosions outside, as she hoped that her iron knight would survive fighting the other Cazadore. She took a brief moment to glance towards the wall and smiled when she heard the lion's pained roar, confident in her friend's victory.

Suddenly, however, she heard the loud rumbling noise and felt part of the shockwave as it blew pass the house, causing her to trip and fall to the ground. "Ahh!" Her previously confident face turned into one of worry. Her friend will be okay...right?

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The Cazadore crawled towards Sentinel standing shakily with his reactor exposed. Slowly, proudly. It seemed confident in its victory, with its head up high and its gait steady and straightforward. Looking at Sentinel from top to bottom, its attention was caught when Sentinel touched his exposed core. A second passed. And the lion realized just too late....that it was doomed.

Widening its eyes and roaring in terror, Sentinel's destructive shockwave was accompanied by a mighty roar of its own. The Cazadore tried to flee, but it was futile. The explosion disintegrated it, stripping it to its bones, and then turning those bones into dust under a blinding light. The last part to disintegrate was its face, with which it gazed to the artificial sky during its final moments. The disintegrated remnants of the Cazadore was thrown against the walls, where it shattered into even tinier fragments.

As the rumbling shockwave ended, only a piece of one of the Cazadore's saber teeth were left, plopping to the ground and bouncing twice in a rather undignified manner.


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Mosa lets out a simple grunt of acknowledgement at Ophelia's statement as he scratched his back. Mosa smirked at the sight of the Cazadore. Looks like a strong and worthy foe, he thought. He then grinned as he noticed Lekan, Quin, a rubik giraffe, that pop star whose name Mosa always forgot, and a group of other Lekans and their synthetic butlers. "Heh.", Mosa chuckled. Seems like they were having a good fight, and he was especially impressed by Lekan's decision to fight. Perhaps his victory against Quin was not beginner's luck. Perhaps he was not as much of a coward as he seemed. Perhaps he felt he had an advantage with his friends around. Or perhaps he fell on his head. Either way, Mosa found himself...rather intrigued.

Mosa folded his arms when Ophelia asked her question. "Stratevaria is a weird place. Mosa just rolls with it most of the time.", Mosa nodded to himself. Normally he would stop there, but he noticed Ophelia's enthusiasm. With a smile, he pointed towards Lekan. "Da blue one is a comrade. His name Lekan Voldaris." He next pointed at Quin. "Da green one also comrade, formerly enemies. Her name Quin Veta." Mosa folded his arms again. "The others..Mosa not familiar. But they are fighting a good fight, and Mosa intend to join." Mosa paused, and gave his thuggish grin again, as he looked at Ophelia eye to eye. "Do you?"

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Byatis arrived at the sight of quite a huge mess indeed. The pungent odor of smoke and blood fill the air. Walls riddled with bullet holes and burn marks. Bodies laying about, a considerable number mutilated. Almost immediately, he would be able to see the Ondari and the Wardens' fighting against one of the enormous Cazadores, which roared mightily despite being overpowered and overwhelmed.

Just then, Byatis heard a deafening roar right behind him. It was so loud and accompanied by a mighty gust of wind, that he can feel his tentacles fluttering in front of his face. Two more massive lions leap from the ship walls above him - and landed with frightening grace. One of the cats' mighty long tail nearly brushed Byatis' face, as both of them rushed to assist their disadvantaged comrade.

Quite the clusterfuck indeed.

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Ophelia looked back at Mosa. She was about to dismiss his invitation to the fight but she noticed two cazadores closing in on the the. That group can take out one, but surely not three. However, she didn't feel concern over the group. She felt...angry. Angry that she's so lost. That she doesn't have all her answers. She's bottled up her hatred for so long to the point it manifests into more pain. "I'll take the one on the left." Ophelia finally replied to Mosa coldly. With that she ran along the ledge of the upper street. Several metal billboards ripped from their posts and folded into blades above the fighting group.

Ophelia waited for the perfect moment. The left Cazadore was charging to help out its partner need. Just then it ran under the ledge Ophelia stood on and she jumped down. She thrust her heel down, plummeting into the new Cazadore's skull. Upon landing, the Cazadore's head slammed into the pavement. Ophelia could feel the skull cracking under her shoe as the Cazadore whailed in agony. Suddenly it thrashed around and Ophelia lost her balance, falling into the asphalt. She looked up at the Cazadore who was staring her down with it's mangled face, the intensity of it's heating getting worse. Ophelia felt like she was in the deserts again. She glared back at it with a glare just as intense. She carefully positioned the metal blades she made from the billboards above the Cazadore, waiting to impale it at the right moment.

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Byatis just stood there as the two Cazadore's just ran past him without giving him a second thought. "Pfew. that was lucky." he said to himself. He saw the others finally make it back to the ship. He was about to greet them but they ran past him, clearly itching to fight the huge beasts. Though he noticed Ciril hadn't run off as fast as they did. "Okay. There's a joke here somewhere. I will find it. JUST YOU WAIT." Byatis said to him, hoping to make a bit of small talk, before he decided to find Anguirre Knight. If he was lucky, he might just die all on his own. Byatis held his derpy smile, hoping Ciril would respond.

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The first Cazadore has been greatly weakened, but two more showed up as some sort of backup force. For a moment, the situation looked pretty grim, but the person Lekan recognised as Mosa's new friend decided to intervene and tackle one of the newer opponents on their own. The others focused their efforts on finishing off the first Cazadore, pulling off visually spectacular fighting moves that largely seemed a bit too elaborate for Lekan's tastes. Still, he enjoyed Quin's display from the relative safety of hiding behind some debris.

"Time we show this lot how the Ondari get things done," Tep said. "Concentrate fire on the last one!" Safe in the knowledge that the assorted adventurers would be able to finish off the already gravely wounded Cazadore, the Ondari and their Wardens began firing at their new target. The Warden next to Lekan stood up to its full height and drew its sword, pointing it towards the mighty beast as if issuing a challenge. The blade began to glow with pale blue flame as the Warden advanced, taking a few shots at the Cazadore with its plasma pistol before holstering the weapon and breaking into a sprint. Dodging fireballs with surprising agility, the Warden closed the distance between it and the creature, leaping onto its front leg and trying to climb further up on to its body, hacking away at the leg with its spellblade whenever possible.

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Now is Keeton's chance, he was going to catch the girl of his dreams in his arms. She would be so happy they would start dating, and then she would turn to a life of piracy. Keeton could imagine crushing the skulls of his enemies under his boot, with the lovely pink haired girl. But that was ruined the moment Clockwork flew in and saved her. He glared at the purple protector for a moment, and then with all the rage built up from the rescue lashed out with his blade onto the creatures eye. Keeton was too embarrassed, everyone had probably seen him try and catch the woman. His face blushed with anger as he took swing after swing at the beast. Keeton realized the Cazadore could be manageable for the wardens to control now so he rushed over to another fight.

Keeton sees Ophelia staring down the Cazadore, a spectacle to say the least. Rugged metal spikes loom over the beast waiting to impale the creature entirely, all she needs is a distraction. "HEY! Lion prick!" Keeton shouts successfully getting the attention of the Cazadore. "FUCK YOU MATE!" He screams pulling out his jolly roger and rapidly firing bolts towards the beasts direction. Hopefully the demon looking thing acts fast because the Cazadore is really pissed off, Keeton thinks to himself. The lion charges towards the pirate with a mouth now completely filled with a red hot fireball aiming right towards him. "Fuck this is gonna hurt..." he says quietly as he continues to stand his ground, and shoot laser bolts into the gigantic beast.

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Ophelia was just about to impale the beast until she heard shouting coming from her left. A raggedly dressed pirate was yelling at the Cazadore to get it's attention. Was he crazy?! She watched as the mangled-face Cazadore charged at Keeton, ready to attack. Ophelia was tempted to not intervene, just to see what would happen but, at the last moment she brings her metal blades down into the Cazadore. One impaled through it's back, one jabbed into it's hind leg, and the last on coming down on the already mangled skull. That blade ran through and stopped the Cazadore mere inches from K2. It let out a horrific dying screech as it wriggled and writhed on the ground. The blades had pinned it to the street. The intense heat of the Cazadore was slowly melting the blades, but it was too late, the damage was done. It glared at Keeton just before it's eyes roll back into it's skull.

Ophelia watched momentarily at the dying Cazadore, then at Keeton. Then at the other Cazadore still fighting with the Wardens. She glanced back knowing Mosa couldn't be too far behind. Quietly, Ophelia eased herself down to sit on a bench that amazingly was still intact. She winced with every movement, the burns from before were healing, but at a slow pace. 'I could use a bath...' she thought to herself.

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As Cubey came back to his feet, with debris floating around himself, he saw Deunan leaping out of the purple robot he saw earlier, suddenly crying out the name of her attack as she slashed at the Cazadore with some kind of pink energy sword, causing to Cubey to return the cheering; "Gooooooooo Deunan! Your as cool and string as ranger pink! Maybe even better!", adding whoops and arm flailing into the mix, as he also watched Quin suddenly spin around firing beams at the colossal beast, like a deadly light show and called out; "Goooooooo Quin! Disco Infernooooo!Show that meanie kitty who's boss!"
He also cheered along to Clockworks attack, until he froze in place as the droid was batted aside by the partial blinded monster's tail, his eye having been sliced into by one of the pirate's attacks, leaving the mutant beastman speechless. He was all the more without words as he saw how injured the monster was, seeming to struggle to even attempt to fight back, which Cubey wasn't entirely sure was a good thing or not. He eyed up their singed fur and flesh, there cut eye, the damage to it's face, the scars from Deunan's attack, and it's armor blown apart to pieces.

It came as a nasty shock however, when Cubey turned his head to see two more of the great feline kings arrive, his face turning pale as he saw them both, freezing in place, though noticed that the Ondari and the Wardens had shifted focus on one of the newer Cazadores, with one Warden in particular managing to sprint over to to their new foe and slash wildly at their front leg as it clambered up it, leaving Cubey to exhale in amazement and scream out; "WOW! Your super tough too Mr. Bug Robot thing!Go get him!", seeming to have forgotten his mixed feelings of the greatly injured Cazadore that came before this one, applauding cheerfully before giving Lekan and Tep a little wave.

His own attention was diverted as he turned to the sweary taunts of K2 at the first Cazadore, suddenly opening fire at the beast, surprisingly holding his ground as it charged towards him about to launch a fireball from it's mouth!
"Quick pirate guy! Run! The meanie kitty is gonna eat you! Don't stand their, that's bad!", Cubey called out desperately, until he jumped back with a yelp as suddenly some sharp metal blades suddenly slammed down into the monstrous animal's body, piercing through it's skull, back, and leg, stopping it just a few steps away from the pirate, as Cubey threw up in the corner, dropping the debris from loss of concentration and managed to glimpse the strange pale and tailed lady from earlier sitting down calmly, oblivious to her causing the Cazadore's death.

He cried a little as he saw the huge creature was dead, and wandered over to Lekan's group of Ondari and Wardens nervously and filled with nausea, managing to mumble; "One of them is dead now. Ummmm, should I go fight this one that you and Tep and your buddies are fighting? I'm not feeling too great but I can still fight because I'm the 'Super Duper' Cubey. I think.", scratching his head in worry as he chattered with his recently found friend, seeming to be loosing focus on the battle around him as he talked away nervously.

The setting changes from F.S.S. Realta Nua to Stratevaria Galaxy

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Something dropped from the ceiling vent above the last Cazadore. With all the fighters converging on it however, it was likely unnecessary that Ciril intervene at this point. All the same, he knew to get to the bottom of this, the threat had to be neutrailized, as he twisted in mid air and fired lasers directed at the Cazadore's eyes, catching the tip of its horn and swinging down to the floor, rolling and firing again at the beat's paw pads. The Ondari swished by him, dodging flames, and he could see Clockwork holding Deunan. Twisting around he could see K2 and... a creature with obvious heavy bio modification- Ophelia... also a strange giraffe like creature. What a mess. He scanned around again, looking for the source of the commotion, the one that caused this attack in the first place....

The setting changes from Stratevaria Galaxy to F.S.S. Realta Nua

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With the battle clearly in their favour, the Ondari and their Wardens swiftly regrouped, forming a firing line once more to provide a heavy rain of fire support for the Warden on the Cazadore. The sword-wielding synthetic had climbed up past its shoulder at this point and was repeatedly slashing into its back, causing the massive creature to roar out in pain as the hail of plasma bolts and laser beams continued to hit it.

In all the noise and the carnage, Lekan was surprised when Cubey appeared right next to him. While he had certainly heard the odd-looking Beastman's shouts of encouragement in the heat of battle, Cubey certainly didn't look like he was enjoying himself so much now. As someone who felt so out of place on the battlefield, Lekan couldn't help but sympathise.

"Are you mental?!" Tep interjected. "Either we take these things down or they'll tear us apart!" The orange Ondari had a point, but Lekan found himself agreeing more with Cubey now that the initial confidence had faded away for the both of them. "...Not all of us are fighters, Tep. The Wardens seem to have this covered, so I doubt the two of us would be pivotal in subduing the beast. Come on, Cubey. We don't have to fight if we don't need to." Lekan paused only to glance up at Quin flying around before putting a bit of distance between himself and the conflict. Would she think any less of him for choosing not to fight?

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Keeton continued to fire at the charging beast, it seems as if the demon thing was just going to let him die for helping her out. "Quick pirate guy! Run!" A voice of a child can be heard screaming at Keeton, but he insisted in staying his ground. The Cazadore now only a few feet from either consuming or cooking him, suddenly stopped moving. The giant metal blade shot down piercing the monster's head. The embers died directly in front of Keeton's shocked face.

"OI! You scared me half to death!" Keeton screams at Ophelia. He turns around to see just who was telling him to move. He sees a green giraffe type beast man that looks like a child. When Cubey meets eyes with him, the pirate salutes the little mutation and screams "Thanks for the warning mate!" What is someone as young as him doing on the Nua, he thinks to himself. No matter, there is still one Cazadore left. Keeton rushes to fight the last monster with his fellow adventurers by his side. He blasts away at the beast with his hand cannon and slices it with his cutlass, dodging and prodding around the monster as more mercenaries and heroes show up to finally get rid off the Cazadore threat

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One by one, the lions fall. The remaining adventurers aboard the Realta Nua put up a most impressive fight. Boris eyed each and every one of them. Yes. These were the people he needed: these were the survivors that Graves have provided him. Boris honestly felt thankful, and made a mental note to return the favor later. Ophelia the Lunatic, Wicked King Mosa, Black Bolt Beatrice, Frozen Vanguard Ridley, Graves the Gangster, the Ondari and the Wardens, Veteran Quin Veta, that pirate wretch, 'Super Duper' Cubey, the enigmatic snek, and....'Clockwork'. Only today's survivors will be worthy to fight in Battlefield Stratevaria.

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Only one Cazadore remained, and it had been fighting Mosa. The blue gator shoved, punched, and tackled the fire lion with all his might, quickly wearing down the creature. "HAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHA!!!", Mosa roared and laughed with bloodthirsty glee. Jumping on top of the greater beast's head, his long, enormous hands gripped onto its prominent fangs, and pulled, snapping each fang in half violently. In a fit of rage, the beast entered into overdrive, and covered its entire body in flames, forcing Mosa to leap off its head with flaming pants.

"AAAGGGHFFFFF!", Mosa yelled out in frustation as he fell to the ground, and rolled around in a rather indignified manner, as he tried to put the fire out.

Meanwhile, Ophelia, Cubey, and Lekan could watch as, under the broken artificial sunset, the Ondari, the Warden, Deunan, Quin, and K2 finished off the last remaining Cazadore. It lets out one last, agonized scream - not even a roar, a scream, - before bursting into flames and disintegrating into ash.

Ash fell on the broken interior of the Realta Nua. the blaring alarm felt like ambient noise by now, the bodies of fellow adventurers and civillians strewn about around the adventurers. Brave adventurers, innocent, terrified civillians. Only fighting for their lives, they became a casualty in this terror. As Mosa's battle-lust died down, his expression became visibly horrified. With smoke still rising from his pants,he looked around, taking in the sight of every dead man, woman, and children around him. Flashbacks about the Galactic War proceeded to assault him over and over again, and he became completely still, with that horrified expression frozen into his face.

Quin closed her cannons, and did not look at anybody else. Not the dead, not the living. She gazed to the ceiling, above everyone else, making sure nobody would be able to see her face.

Deunan looked at everyone with a smile on her face, pumping a fist in the air. "We did it!........ Guys!!....Guys?" She was confident, impulsive...until she caught sight of the dead. Her shoulders sag and her smile faded. They had won, but...at what cost? She slowly glanced at Cubey at the corner, feeling a great worry for the man child. She then looked around, at the Cazadores. Her eyes dimmed with sadness, as she saw the expression on each of the great lions. Hatred. Agony. Despair. The Cazadores may have been the "Bad guys", but...was killing them so brutally really necessary?, Deunan pondered.

Deunan decided to think of such matters for another day. For now, she walked towards Lekan, Ophelia, and Cubey. She looked at each of them with a warm and genuine smile. She could almost feel the doubtness, anger, and grief in them. But this was why she chose to be a singer. She hoped to bring a little bit of joy, no matter how difficult, into people's lives. After a brief moment, she spoke up. "Hey, guys...."

A brief pause.

Then she tilted her head, winked, and gave a thumbs up. "Good job."

Ozma looked over at her sister and the three aliens while huddling in a corner behind an alley. He never understood why her sister cared so much about these dirty aliens. Despite being siblings, they were complete opposites. Deunan radiated love from all her being, while Ozma spew hate from every one of his holes. He could not help but feel jealous...but at the same time, he could not help but love her. And that was why, as much as he hated his father, he will not let any harm fall on his sister.

Darkstar's voice resurfaced in Byatis' head. "Byatis. Your contract has been updated. The client and the terms has changed, but the target remains the same." Darkstar proceeded to mark Anguirre Knight's location - he entered the ship a few minutes ago. He was injured along the way, and is currently riding the elevator up towards the bridge. If Byatis retains the element of surprise, he should be able to kill the protector with one well-placed sneak attack.


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As Ciril scanned the ship, he found a peculiar activity in the upper class district. The last half an hour of fighting was focused so much on the park..and yet, a sizeable number of people had remained there - a gangster, a Drakov officer, an ishkavi woman, a one-armed mercenary, an ice elemental, and a fallen Cazadore. They were in a bit of a standoff. It seemed rather...suspicious.

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Megahertz breathed a sigh of relief as 'Clark Kent' entered the house. As anticlimactic as it was, and as much as she felt bad for Gelon for missing the chance to prove himself (again), at least it was all over. Ridley rested on one knee and planted his shield on the ground, still on guard as 'Clark Kent' entered. He stared up at him cautiously and suspiciously, but decided to hold his tongue for now.

Before they could answer Graves' polite request though, Beatrice came in to kick at Graves, causing Megahertz to jolt back in surprise, and Ridley to tilt his head. "H-Hey-!!",Megahertz began to protest, but before she could say much, she saw Beatrice move a little too close for her comfort. She blushed a bit and at the same time stuttered, feeling very, very awkward despite slightly appreciating the comment. "I.. d-don't b-b-b-bend that way."

Ridley shrugged. "We've no idea where he was! Maybe he blew up.", he nonchalantly said.

Megahertz turned to Ridley and snapped at him,"Don't jump to conclusions!!"

They proceeded to watch as Beatrice approached Gelon. Ridley visibly flinched when Beatrice kneed the one armed mercenary in the grotch, while Megahertz looked on with a very worried expression. "Gelon!!", she shouted.

Ridley rolled his single eye. It seemed like he would just have to live with the ice puns. He eyed the credits Beatrice pulled out, becoming quite enticed. Had he actually known where Sentinel was...

"Look! We don't know where he was!! We were focused on that Cazadore, we barely got to do anything! Right??", Megahertz panickedly spoke, glancing at Ridley and Gelon to gain their support. She then backed away further from Beatrice when she eyed her up and down. A chill ran up her spine, and her hands tremble as she place them on the wall.

Ridley nodded, shrugging a bit. "Look, 'catbug, I'm just here for the money. I'd tell you where the robot went if I knew, but I don't, so I won't."

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As Cubey sniffled alongside Lekan and Tep, he noticed yet another rather strange newcomer join the battle, which he recognized as the scale beastman he also saw in the park earlier, wondering if everyone he saw in the park was going to turn up, before being more focused in being impressed with his combat skills as he assaulted the Cazadore in mid air, where his thoughts changed to thinking about how powerful all these people were, including his new friends. He suddenly felt extremely insignificant.

Before he could think much about comparing his talents to the others around him, he was dragged back into focus of Lekan and Tep, the later seeming rather annoyed at Lekan as his friend told him he didn't have to fight, telling Cubey to follow along, who complied by holding one of the Ondari's, tentacles and stumbled along after him, sucking on his hoof as he tried to think of what to say, though only managing to shyly wave at the pirate from earlier in thanks of his gratitude. He then proceed to take the signed juice box out of his pocket and clutch it like a teddy bear.

He scuttled behind Lekan fearfully as he saw the alligator beastman he had seen fighting some of the raiders before was now combating the last Cazadore by himself who burst into flames, grabbing at his antennae as if to cover them, miserably muttering under his breath as the fighting continued; "Can't stop smelling it. The blood. It stinks. It smells so bad. So very bad. Please make it go away. I don't want to smell it anymore."
He then began to whimper after giving a fearful yelp as the Cazadore that was caught in the onslaught by K2, Quin, Deunan, Tep, The Ondari, and The Wardens, gave a blood curdling scream of defeat as he became a raging inferno that vanished as the once terrifying monstrous beast crumpled into ash. Cubey shut his eyes before he could fully see what happened to the beast, a she began chanting to himself. "It's okay Cubey. Those giant kitties were just the bad guys. It wasn't you fault or your friends fault. They started it first. They were big meanies. They just lost is all. Not your fault. Not your fault. Not your fault.But it stinks it still stinks, blood stinks so bad."

His eye began tearing up once again, seeing the other stand around as miserably as he was, looking at them all sorrowfully until he heard Deunan's voice, to which he turned to face her and did his best to put on a brave smile, though his eyes gave away his feelings easily and replied; "Thanks Deunan. Ummm we beat the bad guys. We did good right? We did the right thing didn't we? Because were the good guys right?", as he shuffled over to her nervously, letting go of Lekan's tentacle, seeming worried about the answer, and doing his best to keep his eyes away from the sight of any of the corpses, whether they were the Cazadore, the mercenaries, civilians, or the raiders as well as avoiding the eyes of Ozma, Deunan's brother, as he seemed furious with him.

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Ophelia glanced at mosa taking on a Cazadore himself just like she had. The edge of her mouth curled up ever so slightly watching Mosa flail around with flaming pants. But soured again when she heard Keeton yelling back at her about scaring him. She couldn't care less. Suddenly, she heard this soft, gentle voice coming from the pink-haired woman. The voice cut into her thoughts like a blade as she looked at Deunan. Slowly, Ophelia stood up, taking in the sight of all the carnage. Was she supposed to feel any sort of sorrow? Because she couldn't feel a thing. Regret? Sorrow? Nothing. Ophelia quietly walked past Cubey, Lekan and Deunan. Though she did feel a short instance of an emotion when she glanced at Cubey. Sympathy? Maybe. Cubey definitely couldn't have been a normal beastman and the only conclusion she could arrive at was experimentation. Just like her. But she kept her thoughts to herself. Her footsteps towards Mosa were muffled by the still blaring alarm, watching silently as Mosa brushed the flames off his pants.

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Byatis nodded. 'On it' he thought back. The bridge elevator! He was already at the elevator hub so that was a stroke of luck. Byatis looked up and saw the one operational elevator heading upwards. That must be it! Acting quickly, Byatis activated his camouflage and leaped onto the outside of the towering elevator shaft, climbing as fast as he could to catch up with the elevator. His fast movements came at a cost. Every time his shoulder moved, he wretched in pain as the gunshot from K2 hadn't healed just yet. And every movement would reopen the wound. But this was a pretty important contract, at least thats what Byatis thought. Darkstar had never had to communicate this much with him on any assignment..

After a few moments, Byatis was above the elevator and tackled through an air vent. His massive size was only barely able to squeeze in through the vents. But lucky a big ship had big things. Like air vents. Byatis opened the grate and quietly slithered his tail into a striking position. At any moment, Anguirre Knight would walk through the elevator doors and meet his doom.

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When the final Cazadore had died, the Warden held its spellblade aloft victoriously before rejoining its comrades, safe in the knowledge that the immediate safety of the Ondari and the other Wardens was assured. Not all of them had survived, sadly, but at least the vertebrates that were previously attacking them and the ship had either been routed or destroyed. Revenge had been exacted, and so they settled for that. Tep and his companions formed up and headed back down to the lower decks, making sure nobody tried following them to wherever it was they were headed within the ship.

Lekan looked out across the battlefield in mute horror. While the bodies of the Cazadores had disintegrated into large piles of ash, the same couldn't be said for the bodies of not just adventurers, but also innocent civilians that were strewn about the place. The smell of death hung in the air, and had this been outdoors there certainly would have been carrion birds arriving by now. Thankfully those he knew were still among the living, but it was probably going to take a good deal of time and manpower to get the ship repaired and cleaned before it could get underway again.

He watched as Deunan made her way over to him and Cubey, both appreciating her kind gesture and amazed that she had managed to keep her composure like this. The Interstellar Rose was a celebrity, and as such presumably used to coping with stress, but how often had she been in this kind of situation? Well... probably more than he had, since the girl had her own energy sword and clearly knew how to use it.

After a while, Lekan looked up again at where Quin was, wondering how she was doing in the aftermath of the battle. Unsurprisingly, she wasn't doing very much, but... she was looking upwards? Having so many eyes on her she probably didn't need to move her head to look at something like humans or Beastmen did, so why do it? Out of a mix of curiosity, worry, and being creeped out by Cubey muttering to himself, the Ondari quickly and quietly drifted upwards towards Quin, choosing to stay a respectful distance from her just in case. "Quin? A-Are you okay?" he asked, unable to keep the nervousness out of his voice.

The setting changes from F.S.S. Realta Nua to Stratevaria Galaxy

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The setting changes from Stratevaria Galaxy to F.S.S. Realta Nua

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Keeton was dead silent as he removed the crimson stained Davy Jone from the corpse of the dead beast. The body went up in flames and began burning to a pile of ash. Keeton now drenched in all 3 creatures blood, could do nothing but stand watching the flames for a moment. He turned his head to see the field of bodies strewn about, the blood of the innocent pouring from their lifeless bodies. The adventurers that were left had been victorious, but at what price... He spotted Clockwork near the wreckage of the first beast and went to go help him up. As he walked through the remains of mercenaries, heroes, and civilians alike, something inside Keeton changed. He looked over to Lekan's group, the squid who he had wanted to kill only hours ago, he now looked at with sympathy.

Keeton makes his way over to Clockwork, and pulls him out from a pile of warden corpses. "Its been a tough day man, I need a drink." He says giving his friend a smile, tears forming in his eye.

The ruffian never had a family, never had friends. He was a bigot, and a loudmouth. A murderer, and a thief. He knew nothing of love and compassion, and had no morals. But the day the robot had pulled the pirate out of the dumpster, that had all changed.

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Deunan looked down at Cubey, eye to eye. Her green gaze compassionate and sympathetic. They say that the eyes were the windows to the soul, and Deunan was an especially talented person when it came to looking into souls. After gazing into Cubey's eyes for a while longer, Deunan knelt down, and embraced the Beastman. She glanced at Ophelia as she walked by, but she decided to stay quiet. Something about her intrigued Deunan, and she couldn't help but want to know more about her, possibly even help her, but..for now, she will stay back, and give her some privacy.

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The elevator dings as it opened.

The long, pink haired Anguirre Knight entered the elevator. His stride dignified and proud, but not arrogant. He has yet to detect the invisible Byatis. He turned around and pressed several buttons to direct the elevator towards Drakov's offices. A grimace was on his battle-hardened face.

The elevator ascends. Anguirre narrowed his eyes, and vaguely whispered to himself.

"Drakov....you better have a good explanation."

This was it. His prime target. Time to finish the contract.

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After being knocked out by a Cazadore, Clockwork received more strange flashbacks. That family again. Black and white. Screaming. Ticking of clocks. A fire. And....a crate. What was all this...

Before he could think about it more, he was pulled out from a pile of warden wreckages by none other than his captain Keeton. If Clockwork had a face, he would be smiling right now. K2 returned to him. K2 returned for him! Clockwork could not recall the last time someone did that. A warm and fuzzy feeling entered his systems. Clockwork looked at the tears in K2's eyes, and was...silenced. Such tender, joyful tears.

Before things get too sappy, Clockwork lets out a nervous laugh. "Khe khe khe!...Yeah. A drink." The purple synthetic stood up, and puts his arm around K2's shoulder while simultaneously giving a thumbs up. "For our gallant captain!......I'll pay the tab."


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Mosa was still sitting and looking around, when he noticed Ophelia approach. He was thankful for that, as he needed something to take his mind off of the flashbacks. Smiling tiredly at her, he folded his arms, and leaned back slightly. His long, bulky tail wag left and right like an enthusiastic dog...only slower, heavier. "So....!", Mosa spoke up.

"....You still wanna be roommates?"


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Quin continued to remain quiet before answering. As usual. Only this time, she paused for much longer. Half a minute. A minute. A minute and a half. It would seem like she did not hear Lekan's question.

However, eventually, without emotion in her voice, and still refusing to show her face, Quin muttered simply.

"Fine."


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Megahertz and Ridley shielded their eye(s) as Graves casted his spell and teleported away. Megahertz coughed a bit, and Ridley shook his head. Megahertz jolted a bit from the sight of Beatrice's changed expression, and Ridley himself became worried about Gelon's safety. A worry that turned out justified, as Beatrice began her crazed rant.

Megahertz bugged out her eyes and stood back, hiding behind a pillar. Ridley placed his face in his right palm. "Oh my God Deskovitch, you have a knack for pissing everyone off.", Ridley snarked.

Megahertz then winced as the tentacles were ripped from Beatrice's head. True, it would grow back, but for a young and physically inactive Ishkavi as herself, it was still...unpleasant to look at. Ridley once more shot Gelon a sympathetic look. It seemed like everyone was upstaging him today....

Megahertz gulped when Beatrice mentioned putting her number in her communicator. She wondered if she should delete it as soon as possible. Ridley's eye widened as he caught the credits from Beatrice. He then turned to her as if she was a heavenly savior tentacled cat of generosity. "...........Sweet.", Ridley whispered in wonder, his hands trembling and holding the credits.

Megahertz and Ridley then turned to the vents, but neither of them were able to spot Ciril hiding there. "...Huh...?", Megahertz looked on in confusion. Ridley tilted his head, but gripped on his shield just in case, ready to use it anytime. And then, Beatrice reminded him. Vlad. Ridley looked back, then around. "Wait..where the hell did she go....", Ridley mumbled. He then turned to Gelon. "Hey, Deskovitch...did you saw Vlad?"

Megahertz immediately kneeled besides the one-armed mercenary. "UH more importantly...will you be alright?", she asked, worried.


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Overlooking the park. Hidden behind one of the artificial sky projectors. His holographic camouflage flickered for a brief second. Scanning everyone below. The synthetic assassin Darkstar has come to take part of the updated Knight contract. He had full confidence that Byatis was more than capable of taking down Anguirre Knight himself. But a new client came to override Ozma's terms. Flexing his long, spiky fingers, Darkstar sent a signal below...a discreet, silent signal.

As the survivors of Jeremy Graves' raid catch their breath, one of Graves' downed bandits suddenly rise behind Deunan Knight. his body was covered in bullet hounds, his throat was slit, and his left arm was crushed. He was definitely dead. However, his right hand still held a gun. Deunan, who was hugging Cubey, took notice of the zombified bandit too late....

She shoved the Beastman away and stood up. But before anyone else could react, she was shot in the head. Once. Twice. Kinetic bullets went through her forehead. The blood sprayed towards Cubey nearby. Ozma, in his corner, looked on, horrified, as he stood up to scream.

The zombified bandit, with only the whites of his eyes exposed, stuttered and staggered. Azure cracks appear on his bullet-riddled chest for a second, before he exploded and disintegrated into ash.

Deunan fell on her back with a loud, echoing thud. Her eyes wide and full of terror, a pool of blood emerging on the ground below her head. Deunan Knight was dead.

Perching on the sky projector, Darkstar gazed on. Hidden behind his holographic camouflage, one of his robotic mind control spiders crawled up on his back, and then across his right arm. Holding his right arm up, Darkstar gazed at the spider, before bowing his head. "requiescat in pace.", Darkstar whispered, inaudible to everyone else. Quick and painless, as she deserved.

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Cubey seemed oblivious to Ophelia and Lekan having wandered away from him and Deunan, as he stared at her green eyes, seeming frozen in place, awaiting some sort of answer, wishing for something to validate the actions this group had in fighting and ultimately slaying the Cazadore, leaving stare unbroken until there was at least some kind of response. Then suddenly, she hugged him. Cubey hugged back, clinging onto her, juice box still in hand, bursting into tears a she openly sobbed, gasping for air between each somber wail, his grip tightening to his friend. He didn't care who was looking, and cared even less that he couldn't find words to tell Deunan why he was crying. He simply continued to cry. Then he was suddenly shoved away.

He stared in confusion at the pop idol, utterly stunned with surprise as she stood up. Had he angered her or made her upset somehow? His confusion melted away into sheer horror as he realized a corpse of one of the bandit's had began open firing through Deunan's head, blood spraying at Cubey's feet, her brother screaming at the sudden attack. Cubey could do nothing but watch, dumbfounded at the sudden loss of his friend, before slowly shuffling towards her, as if each step was of agonizing pain, seeming to be trapped still in disbelief of what just happened. His eye's moved to the one who shot, considering on attacking the man, but he already had exploded into ash, and turned his attention to Deunan, her eye's wide with fear and laying on the floor, blood pouring from the wounds that killed her.

Cubey collapsed to his knees besides her, staring in wide-eyed silence, still clutching the juice box she had signed for him. He then suddenly began trying to shake her, as if trying to wake her from a deep sleep, despite the obvious evidence contrary. "Wake up. Get up. Deunan? Please Move. Say something. Good guys can't die. This isn't real.", he kept chanting repeatedly, as if a broken record stuck on the same section, seeming unable to stop himself, as if he was in a dream, or more likely, a nightmare. His chanting carried on, picking up in pace, turning more frantic and hectic, until eventually he started screaming in sorrow, burying his face into his dead friend, seeming to be stop himself, struggling to take breaths between the pained wailing, ending up choking up in between some of them.

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Gelon stopped as he heard screaming and saw a green looking thing? Holding....Deunan...no, not that girl "D...D...Deunan!" He yelled and run over to the green thing and Deunan and sit on his knees by them as he held the little beastman who was obvious sad....no broken by the loss "shhhh little guy, shhhh stay calm" he said as he rock the beastman with one arm he checked for any pulse on Deunan "what is your name. Little one?" He asked ignoring the rest around them. As he check for a pulse he hoped she could be helped...this was not fair a girl like her shouldn't die like this, no this was wrong she had to live right "Deunan we need you don't leave us" gelon whispered softly

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Ophelia gazed at Mosa. "Roommates... I suppose so, I have no where else to go. Thank you Mosa. Really." She paused for a moment. "Thank you for showing me this world isn't as bitter as I was led to believe-" Just as she was about to finish her sentence, the sound of a kinetic bullet pierced the air of silence. Her ears perked up, alert as she whipped around to see where it came from. She could immediately see Deunan falling to her knees and onto the ground, as a bandit ...turned to ash? All quickly followed by the wail of the cubical beastman. Ophelia didn't rush over to try and help. She already knew Deunan was a goner. She could feel no sort of anguish or other emotion over Deunan's death, but this time Ophelia knew why she didn't. Then she saw that man again, Gelon, run out of nowhere to Deunan and Ophelia's gazed soured again. She turned to Mosa. "Let's go."

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Byatis spotted Anguirre in the elevator. Perfect. He was alone. Now was his chance. Byatis lowered his invisible tail. The mandibles hung above Anguirre's head. Hungry. With a swift movement, Byatis brought it down and clamped hard on Anguirre's skull. The snapping of his skull was the only thing audible in the elevator. Blood gushing all over the floor, practically painting the grey steel, red. Byatis stayed in the vent. He began to wonder what the contract change was... who else did Ozma want dead? He didn't mull it over too much because now his contract was finished! He could do what he wanted again! 'Mission accomplished you soulless, godless synthetic!' Byatis thought happily to Darkstar, as he made his way back down the vents.

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The alarms were blaring at an alarming rate inside the Drakov Industries building, which also doubled as the Realta Nua's control centre. Employees and civilians were rushed in there to take shelter from the attack. It was crowded to the point people were huddling like penguins during the winter season. Unfortunately, this was not how one courier thought her day was gonna go. She was transferred to the Realta Nua only days ago, and this all happens. She was on a job where she had to send a package to none other than Drakov himself. Which was daunting in itself, but she was sure that either her boss or Drakov would have her head if it didn't make it to it's destination.

So when things finally calmed down a bit, and civilians were being escorted back outside, the Illeryian courier, Riley, ducked out into the elevator, clutching the small package in her arms closely. Her metal hand hovered over the buttons. What to press.... she felt for the top-most button. That had to be Drakov's office. As she stood in the elevator, she stood completely oblivious to the mess of blood she was standing in, and the body of Anguirre Knight in the back. Though she did notice a peculiar stench that was getting stronger as time passed. Until finally she lifted her foot to move, she felt the stickiness and immediate drew the conclusion. "OH MY GOD! Oh god! What the f-" Riley promptly freaked out as the doors opened to Drakov's floor. "Uh! Anyone here?? I-I have a package for Mr. D-D-Drakov! And I think there's a dead guy in the elevator! It wasn't me!" She quickly stepped out of the elevator and onto shattered glass. Geez, was this place trashed too? She wondered if Drakov was even still here.

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Megahertz sighed and gave Gelon a sympathetic look. For some reason, she couldn't help but have a soft spot for the often-upstaged , one-armed mercenary.

Ridley and Megahertz flinched when Gelon suddenly shouted. Ridley then watched as Gelon jumped out of the window, remarking, "Never a dull moment."

Megahertz and Ridley stared at the vent suspiciously, looking rather surprised when Ciril exposed himself. The two of them listened calmly and civilly, Ridley not even bothering to raise his shield. Megahertz shook her head. "To be honest, I barely have any idea what's even going on right now....", she whispered. This has been a very confusing last few days for her. Very, very confusing. Ridley shrugged. "I'm just a muscle. I kick dogs and bash skulls. Frankly, this galaxy is way too complicated for me sometimes."

Soon after, Megahertz and Ridley saw K2 and Clockwork pass by. Clockwork waved at the duo and Ciril. "Hey, hey! Ciril, even with those shades, you look stressed. You should come with us, bruh!", Clockwork said, trying out a new lingo. Megahertz was about to snap at K2, her face was already contorted and her eyes bugged....and then she realized... Sentinel hadn't returned yet.

"W-wait. SENTINEL!!?!?!?!", Megahertz suddenly shouted, running off into the distance. "Sentinel?! Where are you??", she began to panic, as she dug into the rubble and siffed through the ashes.

Ridley sat down on some rubble while polishing his shield, giving an apathetic glance at K2. There's been enough fighting today, and he wasn't all too eager to make the pirate cry again.

Gelon found Vlad amidst some rubble, her armor cracked, the black-mail suit torn on several areas, exposing her tanned skin. The left ear of her cat like helmet was snapped off, and the right side of her visor was cracked, showing her eye. She groaned as she saw Gelon approaching. Her head hurts so much....


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Mosa's smile and eye widened considerably as Ophelia gave him a very genuine thanks. For a second, he almost looked adorable instead of thuggish, especially with his lips curled and his fangs hidden behind them. When the gunshot echoed through the destroyed park, Mosa's smile faded, and his powerful neck turned towards the source of the commotion. He could see several people gathering around a spot. Including Gelon. Mosa frowned, shooking his head at yet another senseless waste of human life.

"Da.", Mosa simply said, and lead Ophelia to the lower class cabins.

The cabin next to Lekan and Quin's was Mosa and the Seafood Crew's. The Seafood Crew took off this morning to Dagojouiise, so Ophelia received quite the wide cabin. Mosa closed the door behind her as they entered the living room. "Uh, sorry bout the mess.", Mosa embarassedly said.

Crushed soda cans, cigars, and crumpled papers decorate the floor, along with dirty laundry. Several adult magazines could also be seen scattered around the floor. This was definitely a men's room.

To their left and right are the private rooms with one bunk bed each. "Mosa take left room, you can have G Bros' and Colt's.", Mosa said as he grabbed one of his spare tiger striped pants from the ground and puts it in the drawer.

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There was no mistaking it. No matter how hard they deny, no matter how loud they scream, Deunan was dead.

Ozma rushed over and screamed out in anguish at the sight of his dead sister. "Deunan?! DEUNAN! NOOOO!!!" He buried his face in his hands and sobbed hysterically. What had he done. His anguish was so much, that he did not even notice Cubey and Gelon nearby.


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Quin did not even move when she heard the gunshot.She did not move as she was dragged away by Lekan. She did not turn, she did not see. She did not want to do either of those things. She had seen enough. All those eyes, all of them sharp enough to notice every enemy on every corner of the battlefield. But in battle, you do not only notice your enemies. You also notice your allies, and your innocents....and their deaths.

She finally moved when Lekan wrapped his tentacles around her again, turning her head so she can look at him in the eyes. Her hands feel cold, yet her gaze feels warm, or at least, warmer than before. "Everything will be alright.", Quin stated in her bell-like voice. Pleasant. Calming. Beautiful. She slowly raised her right arm cannon, as if about to touch Lekan's forehead. But obviously, that could not happen.

Or could it?

With a hiss and a pop, the green carapace that composed Quin's arm cannons broke apart, revealing, under it....quite a petite, soft, and feminine hand. Looking at it, you would not be able to tell it belonged to a warrior. It looked more like it belonged to a pianist, with their long, delicate fingers. Quin slowly reached forward with those hands, and gently placed her palm on Lekan's forehead. She did not say anything. She did not need to say anything. She closed all of her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Everything will be alright.", she softly whispered.

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"Most excellent, you abominable, heathen puppy.", Darkstar's dry voice boomed in Byatis' head. "I will contact you later when I have another contract. But for now, take a well-deserved break." Darkstar very rarely praised his charges. And even when he did, he'd do it somewhat indirectly.

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Beatrice's communicator flashed cyan, and a hologram of Boris was projected in front of her. Boris seemed to have just came out of the bathroom, with a purple towel covering his thighs and unmentionables, and a comb in his right hand. He seemed completely unphased about his..current appearance.

Boris turned around, showing his scar-riddled back as he combed his hair. He chuckled at Beatrice's comment. "Gelon had an interesting website.", Boris said half-jokingly. Boris' hologram then walked around, while continuing to listen to Beatrice's status update. "Ah. So VENOM sorted my last-minute contract already? Splendid, splendid.", he nodded, satisfied.

Boris' hologram folded his arms. "Ozma's outlived his usefulness. He won't last long without his sister and father. The redheaded wretch will either off himself, or the other adventurers on board will." Boris' tone was indifferent, uncaring.

Boris' hologram sighed, then sat down on an invisible sofa. "Now to take care of the PR nightmare Graves had undoubtedly left me. However will I do this~", Boris playfully pondered. Perhaps he should stop by the beach moon of Nekrim after this. Give everyone on board....everyone living, anyways, a free vacation. Everyone loves beaches, right?

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Ophelia looked around at the cabin Mosa had led her too. It was definitely...lived in. But that didn't bother her at all. Today was an eventful day to say the least. She quietly scanned the various rooms too, almost checking for any immediate threats. But it was saf enough. Without another word, Ophelia fell forward onto the couch. Her green spines stuck out from her back as her face dug into the couch, and her tail flipped over the top of the couch. Almost instantaneously, she fell asleep on the couch. She didn't even give Mosa any warning. Whether she trusted Mosa or not was still unclear but she was damn tired thats for sure. She barely made a noise as she slept, to the point it was almost unnerving. If one didn't see her breathe, one could be convinced she was dead.

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Riley kept quiet around Beatrice. She was about to interject saying that that she'd be more comfortable if the package went to Boris directly but the woman's voice was sharp and always seemed to have an accusatory tone, so she didn't interject. Beatrice ushered her out of the room rather quickly and was left rather dumbfounded out in the hall after Beatrice slammed the door behind her. "Well that was rude." She finally said to herself. Not wanting to be in this building any longer, Riley shifted her stance and after a small burst of light, she suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Riley reappeared on the streets of the Realta Nua. The same stench from the bloody elevator assaulted her nostrils and she instinctively covered them. "Holy crap...what in the hell actually happened...?" She didn't need to see the carnage to know what was around her. But those left standing slowly got back to business. Riley could hear clean up crews around, stores were slowly opening, and various conversations could be heard of people walking around. "Well...I'm off the clock now. Better find a way to occupy myself and not worry myself on just how many people could have possibly died and-" She did the exact opposite of what she was telling herself. The imagination was overwhelming. "Dammit," she replied to herself, "I need a drink." With that she walked on her lonesome. Though, being blind, finding a bar wouldn't be an easy task.

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Byatis chuckled to himself as Darkstar replied. "And a break I will take with my new buddies!" he exclaimed as he jumped off the elevator shaft and onto the roof of another building. Byatis made sure to land on his hind legs as to not agitate his shot shoulder. "Now where did they go..." Byatis's tentacled mane twitched around as he searched for their unique scents. It took awhile since the scents were masked by the all around death of the carnage from earlier. But, he finally managed to find their essence and hopped down onto the streets. They were close by. He didn't bother with his camouflage this time around. He turned a corner and saw the group. K2, Clockwork, Ciril, with an Ishkavi woman and a hulking ice elemental. "Hello friends! Let us do the celebrating thing of being not dead!"

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Ozma was surprised when Cubey approached him. He thought for sure that the very obviously alien cubic giraffe would condemn him for his extremist political views, which was rather infamous. He then looked at the juice box with a heart broken expression. It was her signature alright, complete with that heart-shape at the end of her name. Deunan did not deserve to die. Ozma himself should have. Deunan was a saint, and Ozma was a scum. Cubey's innocence touched Ozma greatly. So much, that he briefly forgot about his own xenophobic views, and broke down hysterically, placing his head on Cubey's shoulders. He couldn't say anything, he was too overwhelmed with emotions. Horror, anguish, sorrow, regret, self-hatred. Too much emotions.


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Mosa was both surprised and relieved that Ophelia barely noticed the 'mess', as he put it. Mosa stared at Ophelia slumped over the couch, waiting patiently. Only a minute or so later did he realize she had fallen asleep. His lips curling to a cat-like smile, Mosa tip toed to the G. Bros' former room, and came back with a tiger-striped fur blanket. Mosa took care to be as quiet as possible, which he did with somewhat surprising competency considering his size and usual demeanor, as he approached Ophelia. He placed the blanket on her back, watching the green spikes make bumps underneath the blanket. Mosa himself took off his green vest, and retreated into his room. "Mosa fry you delicious eggs tomorrow morning.", the blue giant whispered happily, as he quietly closed the door behind him.


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Gelon could feel a pulse on Vlad's arm. She was alive, just wounded and exhausted. Her armor was damaged, but it was nothing that could not be fixed.

As Byatis arrived on the scene, he could see Megahertz frantically moving about looking for Sentinel. Clockwork gave Ciril a dismissive wave. "All work and no play makes Ciril a dull snek!", he stated in his usual, carefree way. He then turned around when he noticed the adorable (or, according to K2, disgusting) Byatis appear. "Yooooo Byatis my man! Where you've been? You missed out on the lion fight!"

From atop a massive pile of rubble, Megahertz shouted at Byatis. "HEY, you!! D-did you see Sentinel anywhere?!", her voice shaky and anxious.

Ridley was getting annoyed with Megahertz's shrieking. He stood up and said lazily, "I'll keep an eye out.", before leaving. He had a feeling K2 (and by extension, quite possibly his 'buddies') would not appreciate him lingering around. Ridley stuck his massive shield on his back, and walked away, shoulders slumped and head down.

The lazy and careless mercenary did not keep an eye on where he was going. Without a warning, he heard a loud thud as his large frame bumped into a smaller, pink haired girl. "Yow! Watch it!", Ridley said in an annoyed, bad tempered tone. He shook his head and looked down, noticing that he had ran into an illeryian girl with thick blue glasses....thick blue glasses which fell off her face when he bumped into her.

Ridley jolted back in surprise, then froze in place, his attention focused on her diamond-shaped gray pupils. Somehow, a faint red blush appeared on his mostly featureless face. In Ridley's mind, the sight of a glassless Riley was covered in sparkles and pink clouds. It was like a scene straight out of a cliched shoujo manga. "A-Ah...uhhhhhh...", Ridley stammered.

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Keeton put his available arm around ciril and welcomed him to the freak show. "It's nice to see you buddy!" Keeton says smiling at all 3 of his friends. "Especially after what has gone down today. Hey man I'm really sorry about the shoulder, I don't know what came over me." He apologizes to Byatis looking a bit down about the whole situation. "But hey, we are here now, and we are going to party!" Keeton howls obnoxiously at the top of his lungs.

"Excuse me everyone is this fucking thing on..." The speakers aboard the ship boom with the loud tapping of the mic. "This is Mrs. Schwartz speaking on Mr. Darkov's behalf. All alive and able survivors aboard the F.S.S Realta Nua will be treated to a vacation on the moon of Nekrim! So get those bikini bodies ready gals! oh, and i guess guys should buy some swim shorts. This reward will be paid all expense by none other then Boris himself in appreciation for dealing with not only the Mafia raids, but also the Cazadore threat." The voice says trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible. "Oh, one more thing anyone who finds the husk of a highly advanced robot and/or the one responsible for the invasion of the ship will be rewarded handsomely, happy hunting!" The intercom is turned off. Keeton and his allies make it to their unit. "Well if that's not a reason to be happy, I don't know what is!" The pirate says popping the cork of a champagne bottle. He pours a drink for each of his comrades, and raises his glass. "I'd like to make a toast! A toast to girl's in bikinis!"

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"A vacation, you are too kind Boris." Beatrice says still talking to the hologram of Boris' back, as he shaves in his silken purple robe. "However there is still the matter of the package, but that can be an issue for later. Have a nice day Boris. tell that fox of a wife, I say hello!"

Beatrice turns her attention to the microphone for the intercom system to make her announcement to the crew, a vacation would be nice, after all this mayhem. After she is done she uses her communicator again but this time using a one way message. "Vlad, Ridley, and..." She scoffs "Gelon. You are instructed to meet me at 1130 in a private area of the ship. I have just updated your I.D. cards with restricted access, use them in the elevators to get to the room. I will brief you on the mission when all 4 of us are present. Sorry no vacation for you, cry about it later. You've got work to do!" She says flipping back on the security feed, and starts to spy on the adventurers aboard the ship.

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CHAPTER III: SHATTERED MIRROR


The night went down as the repairs of the Realta Nua immediately commenced. Drakov Industries' greater AIs, drones, and manual workers alike worked together to restore the anti-GEHENNA flagship. Under competent leadership and organization, the repairs went smoothly. When the next day came, 80% of the ship was already repaired - including the critically endangered main engine. Bodies were still strewn about, and many of the secondary collateral damages - including the artificial sky projectors and the many holes around the interior of the ship have yet to be taken care of, but given one or two more days, the Realta Nua would be good as new.

When 8 AM came, a loud marching could be heard everywhere in the Realta Nua. The hallway outside the lower class cabin, the neighborood outside the upper class cabin, the main areas; everywhere. Soldiers in dark blue armor and stark white uniform walk together, their double-barreled rifles on their shoulders, their featureless helmets gazing forward with blindingly bright blue visors. The Federation Spacetroopers, no doubt here because of yesterday's incident. Dagojouiise may be a neutral planet, but the Realta Nua was still a Federation ship, with Federation passengers. The dead kind.

Alongside the Human Spacetroopers were synthetic supersoldiers; using dark blue parts instead of a uniform, and insectoid seekers; dark blue and stark white stripes painted on their chitinous natural armor. They fly just below the flickering artificial sky, their eyes shining like searchlights as they scan the area for suspicious activity.

Boris watched out the window from the bridge, his hologram flickering once or twice. He was not very pleased at this sight. He would rather not have the Federation barging into his business. Even when it involved saving the galaxy. especially when it involved saving the galaxy. Nevertheless, as powerful as his company was, defying the Napishtim Federation itself would be suicide. He looked down at a Federation paperwork on his table which he still needed to fill out personally. He wondered momentarily if he should let them know it was his old 'friend' Graves who spearheaded the assault. Quickly though, he smiled and shook his head. He wasn't able to determine what Graves really wanted last time, and he wanted to test out Beatrice's competency, which was why he did not interfere with her rather spirited hounding. Perhaps, soon, it would be time for him to sit down and chat with his rival. Just like old times....


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Mosa woke up early in the morning, yawning as he opened the door to the main room of his and Ophelia's cabin. After giving her a brief peek, Mosa smiled and tip toed away, again, surprisingly sneaky for someone that build and weight. He went towards the kitchen, and checked his refrigerator. He let out a sigh of relief, before taking out a pair of eggs. Hitting them against one another, Mosa poured the contents onto a sizzling hot frying pan, which he began to shake with his right hand, while his left pushed the button on a nearby radio, turning it on and letting it play an upbeat, slow tempo country music. Mosa shook his hips,
nodded his head, and wiggled his butt to the song. He set it at a lower volume, so that it wouldn't annoy Ophelia if she wasn't up already.


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Clockwork did not return to the Megahertz safehouse last night. Throughout the night, his head had been tormented by voices. Many, mysterious, unintelligible voices. From their tone, he could tell they were scorning, shouting, and insulting him. But why, or who, he could not tell. Ever since that faceplant in the desert, he had been unstable. He limped through a dark alley, clutching his head and grunting from pain. He could not stand this. Why won't it stop, he wondered frustatedly. After a wrong step, Clockwork tripped on his own two feet, and fell on the side of his face, causing a loud thud in the
darkness. A crack formed on his yellow visor, as he fell unconcious.


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Megahertz had slept for only a few hours once she returned to her safehouse. Throughout midnight till dawn, she was preparing herself for a dark ritual. The windows around her were curtained. Taking a deep breath, Megahertz knelt and prayed in front of a bloodied pentagram. On each points of the pentagram were lit candles, and on the center, a golden bowl bearing a human heart, strands of jet black hair, and two halves of the Cazadore's brain. Looking at the hair in the bowl, Megahertz sighed. Her left hand reached out to stroke her now shortened hair - barely reaching her shoulders, her tentacles now lay in front of her chest, no longer coiled to her hair. She was not very happy, but sacrifices were necessary for power. And power was necessary, if she had any intention of surviving the trip to Megido. She could not rely on Sentinel forever.Closing her eyes once again, Megahertz began her chant:

"Father of Inferno, Mother of Moon.
Give me power, grant me boon.
To destroy my enemies, to blind them with light.
Make me a Witch of the Silent Night!"

A gust of wind blew at her back, strong enough that she was pushed slightly forward. Megahertz shivered from a sudden cold. All the lights around her - the candles, the fireplace, the lamps, were extinguished by an unseen force. Megahertz gasped, and her eyes shot open. Pentagrams flash on her deep blue pupils, and her body tremble as an enormous power entered her. A brief silence ensued. Very brief, as a wide smile soon appeared on her lips.

There are forces in this universe - ancient, dark forces - unrelated to GEHENNA, Megido, or the abominations from that world. Some call them gods. Others call them demons. It did not matter. Whoever they were, they have given Megahertz power, and that was all she cared about. She turned towards the golden bowl. The strands of her hair and the human heart had disappeared, all that remained was the two halves of the Cazadore's brains.

Perfect, she thought. Megahertz stood up and stroke her chin.

"Let's try this one." Megahertz stood straight, kept her legs together, and pointed forward with her right arm. bright blue runes began appearing on the surface of her skin. Her hands shook, and a blue orb resonating with power emerged on her finger tips.
A bright blue beam blasted out from the orb and towards the Cazadore's brain halves. The brains briefly floated in the air as dark energy surrounded them - and then plummeted towards the ground, disappearing into two whirlpools of darkness, one for each half.

Staring intently, Megahertz flicked her finger, and shouted another mantra.

"Hunter of man,
Destroyer of land.
Rise from your graves,
And become my slaves!"

The sound of rumbling thunder followed. And from each whirlpools, dark creatures emerge. Primordial, oozing darkness dripping from their bodies. From the first whirlpool, a tiger-striped hunter of man; cat-like, covered in spikes. A vicious grin decorating his face. From the second whirlpool, a pitch-black destroyer of land; dog-like with a raging snarl and sickle-like fangs. The two hell creatures rise from the darkness, and walk towards their new master. These two foul beasts were the size of wolves, and both bear glowing, pupilless red eyes. They look up at Megahertz, who looked back at them awkwardly.

"......W-whoa. I...wonder what I should call you guys...?", Megahertz slowly, hesitantly asked.

The two creatures did not respond, they just kept staring at her; the hunter with his grin, the destroyer with his snarl.

(Hey everyone, just to let you know, I tag alert everyone, even characters not in this post, to alert the authors. Chapter 3 has began. Go, post, fly.)

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Her vision was blurry. She felt so sluggish. Ophelia slowly awoke, unmoving from her spot on the couch. It was..warm. Almost comforting. Ophelia didn't want to get up, it just felt so nice, not that she'd tell a soul anyway. 'How long was I out? Where am I?' were the only two questions she had on mind. The aroma from Mosa's cooking wafted into the main room and greeted her nose. Her eyes shifted to see Mosa humming along to a country tune on the radio. Now she remembers. This beastman was kind enough to take her in. And yet, she still couldn't bring herself to trust him completely. Last time she did, her heart was ripped out. Figuratively.

Ophelia slowly sat up from the couch, only now noticing the blanket. Odd, she didn't fall asleep with one on. She looked towards Mosa as she got up and trudged into the kitchen. The cabin was so ... home-y. Ophelia couldn't help but feel she didn't belong, or deserve this kind of treatment. It was still an odd feeling being in a comforting environment knowing that the man who funded the scientists who experimented on her was funding this flagship as well. It was a sour thought, so she didn't dwell on it too much. She stood at the door. "....morning." She spoke with a small voice.

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Byatis rolled on his back as he slept, enjoying the bed and whatever he was dreaming about. But, he was suddenly awoken by the sound of thunder? Odd. They were indoor on a huge ship. Annoyed, Byatis crawled off the bed and headed downstairs quietly. His camouflage slowly activating when he heard a weird chanted and several demonic noises. After he reached the base of the stairs, he turned into the living room to witness Megahertz's dark ritual, and three strange creatures in the pentagram in the centre of the room. Byatis undid his camouflage and started at Megahertz, perplexed. "Uuuhhhhhhhh, what the actual fuck are you doing? Are you summoning creatures from hell WITHOUT ME!? Megahertz you should be ashamed!"He said in a part accusing, part playful tone. Byatis, being a creature from the equally hellish Megido, didn't seems to find an issue with anything Megahertz was doing.

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BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. Click. Another hit on the alarm clock's snooze button. "Alriiiight I'm getting up." Riley moaned as she had to pull herself out of bed. She got herself some breakfast, cereal to be exact (which she missed the bowl only a little bit), and sat down at her table. Riley was just in her pyjamas as she brings up her left arm. "Check delivery schedule." She said with a mouth half full of cereal. "No new deliveries" The device on her arm chimed back. Riley smiled weakly. Looks like she's got the day off. "Wonder what I should do-" Just before she could finish, he could hear the rumble of marching along her street, along with the occasional army man barking orders. "Figures the Feds show up hours late. Whatever."

When she was finished, she got dressed and decided to go for a 'morning' walk. She thought a bit about last night, and the guys she hung out with. "Damn I didn't get their numbers...they seemed like fun! Aww oh well. We'll see what happens." She didn't realize it, but she was following the marching soldiers as she walked on the sidewalk. The sound of the marching was oddly mesmerizing. It's not like she had plans today anyway.

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Mosa turned his head (while continuing to wiggle his butt) to look at Ophelia as he heard her come to the door. He flashed his fanged grin and greeted her loudly, "Ah! Morning, morning! Food's almost ready!" He whimsically lifted the frying pan, poured its contents onto a plate, and placed the pan on an unheated stove top.

Mosa had cooked two sunny side up eggs to utter perfection. The golden yellow center were the size of ping pong balls, strong, squishy, and yummy. The white of the eggs were clean and white, with a glossiness to their surface. Under the warm lighting of the cabin's orange lamps, one could stare all day...

A pleasant ding was heard as, near the stove, four large toasts popped out, brown and crispy. Mosa pulled out those toasts, and placed them on another large plate, aligning them so that they would look like a deck of cards. Mosa then opened his freezer to take out a plastic wrap filled with bacons. Glancing at Ophelia, Mosa asked, as he prepared to turned the heat of the stove up again. "So! How was sleep?"

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Megahertz almost jumped when she saw Byatis coming practically out of nowhere besides her. Thankfully, she was a bit more savvy after a whole day full of jumpscares yesterday. She looked at him with wide eyes when he began to spoke...but soon enough, subtly sighed with relief when he finished his sentence. She decided to reply to his jest with her own playful grin, and said, with her hands on her hips, in a bombastic tone, "WELL, I was hoping to surprise you! Preferrably in the middle of a heated and desperate battle! Out of nowhere, the helpless damsel-in-distress suddenly whipped out her awesome magical powers and saved the day! MWAHAHHAHAHAHHA!", Megahertz cackled with stretched-out arms, causing the hellhound and the deathcat to stare at her, with the hellhound tilting his head.

The deathcat then turned to see Keeton, as he heard the pouring sound of the coffee machine. Megahertz glanced at K2, silenced by his surprisingly calm tone. So much so, that, she could only stare at him a few seconds after he asked his question. "Uh....well...now that you mention it...both of the robots aren't back yet, are they....", she wondered out loud with genuine concern.

The hellhound barked at nobody in particular, then began to chase his tail in a circle.

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Vlad decided to sleep in, even as Beatrice woke up and got dressed. She only gave a quick, lazy peek towards her superior, and once she left, the beast woman buried her face in the pillow, eager to continue sleeping on such a soft bed.

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Quin immediately replied at Lekan's suggestion; "No. It will be fine. I...I need to tell you something." Something must be wrong. There was hesitance in her usually sure voice, for sure.

She stayed quiet for a while. Perhaps too long for 'a while'. But like every other time, Quin slowly began to speak.

"You gave me a strange look when I mentioned marrying GEHENNA."

A brief pause.

"Your tentacles caress me in the most gentle manner."

A pause.

"Your eyes shine like a puppy dog everytime they were directed towards mine."

A longer pause.

"....And...you wondered how I look in a bikini."

A very long pause.

"I don't want to keep any secrets from you. Do you really want to find out?", asked Quin in a respectful manner. She seemed almost eager to show him her body.


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At Ozma's house, Ozma was already awake, sitting on the dinner table with his hands on his cheeks, and bags under his eyes. Guilt and shame troubled him during the day, and nightmares plagued him through the day. On the kitchen nearby, That Woman was doing her duty, brewing tea. The fresh smell traveled through the air well.

Ozma glanced to the stairs which lead to the upper bedroom. He wondered if Cubey slept any better than him....

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Ophelia looked up at Mosa as he cooked without even batting an eye. His size didn't hinder his skill one bit. The smell of the food was making her more hungry. She still however managed to keep her cold stare. "It was..." She paused to look for the right word. "Comfortable." She finally said, sitting down at the table in the kitchen. She had to hunch so her back spines didn't stab the back of the chair. All this time she told herself that once she scape she wouldn't allow herself to take handouts, or let anyone help her, even if it was out of pity. She never knew the galaxy still had kind souls.

"So. What are you making?" Ophelia would naturally be inept at small talk.

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The echo of Megahertz's fak cackling reverberated throughout the house. Byatis broke his smile into a confused look, staring at Megahertz's rather weird explanation. Suddenly he let out a bit of a cackle, his smile returning. "Ahah! Sure, whatever, Mega!" Byatis looked over to K2 before he left. Byatis completely forgot about the other two synthetics. They were synthetics so naturally he didn't care too much. He focused his attention to the death cat and the hellhound. "So what, is this your new entourage? Are we not good enough?" He said, teasing her once more.

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One moment Riley was walking, the next she was on the floor. Someone ELSE having bumping into her. She hoped this wouldn't be a habit. Before she could even protest, she was grabbed by the arm and pulled back up. She took a step back defensively and folded her arms. "I'm not at liberty to answer any personal questions, but yes it works perfectly fine. I was just walking. You must've been moving pretty fast if you knocked me off my feet." She said rather sternly. It was the early morning, and understandably, Riley was not a morning person. She instinctively put on her blue-lensed goggles when she released that if immediately knew she had an implant, she knew what he was insinuating. "It's fine. Don't worry about it..." She continued to walk in the direction she was going.

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Mosa nodded satisfiedly at Ophelia's short, to-the-point comment. "Comfortable is good! Mosa remembered the beds from time when Mosa was Militaire member. Even the commander beds were awful.", Mosa said, shooking his head as he remembered. The Beastman Empire's dedication to strength and honor could be over the top at times, not even willing to give their soldiers proper beds to prevent them from 'going soft'.

Mosa tossed the bacon into the frying pan. The hissing noise from the impact of the meat and the cooking oil was music to his ears. "Regular breakfast menu! Toast, sunny-side-up, and bacons.", Mosa replied to Ophelia's question, as he waited for the meat to cook. He then turned to her, with a wide grin on his huge face, and asked, rhetorically, "You ever had bacon? You want bacon, yes? Yes, of course you do. Bacon is best. Best is bacon."

After all the cooking was done, Mosa sat down with Ophelia for breakfast. Toast, sunny side up eggs, and bacons....a very western breakfast. While chewing on his toast, Mosa whipped out a newspaper, seemingly out of nowhere, and read it while munching.


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Megahertz turned towards her two new thralls as Byatis asked his question. She folded her arms and scoffed, "HAH! Well, you guys kept running away. A girl's gotta have company, right?", she seemed quite proud of these two, looking at Byatis with a smirk. "Adorable, aren't they? You better keep up, or you'll be out-cuted~", she teased back.

The Deathcat sat on his hind legs and looked around, while the Hellhound continued chasing his tail in circles.

Megahertz, still looking at Byatis, hesitantly asked, "Hey, uh..Byatis. What are you going to do once we reach Nekrim....?", looking a bit concerned. "You don't exactly look....uhh..beachy, you know."

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Gelon found the Knights' Home easily enough, it was one of the many upper class houses in the upper class residential district, looking just like his team's house.

Inside,

Ozma looked up at Cubey as he announced his arrival quite loudly. He winced a little, thanks to a stunning headache caused by a lack of sleep. Cubey's charm won him over easily though, as he gave the tiniest of smile at his thanks. "No...it..wasn't a problem at all.", he replied, weakly and softly.

That Woman's head turned to Cubey, although the rest of her body was still washing the dishes, which made for a rather strange, uncanny movement, as if she was a doll doing stop motion. She widened her eyes at Cubey's question, and replied in her polite, synthetic voice, "A-Ah, but of course I don't mind. I am here to-"

She was interrupted mid-sentence when Cubey fell loudly on the table. Ozma jolted up in surprise, while That Woman blinked twice with wide eyes. Ozma stood up, and walked slowly towards him. "I'll get him...", he said, weakly, as he gently grabbed Cubey by his shoulders, and sat him down on a chair just behind him.

That Woman nodded. "I will get the breakfast.", and bowed, before opening the fridge to grab a carton of milk and a box of cereals.

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A moment of silence.

"Very well.", a calm reply.

Lekan could hear a faint buzzing.

"Please stand clear."

A second later, the welded door was blasted apart in a single hit, the chunks flying past Lekan and hitting the wall on the other side. The smoke was heavy and thick, but Lekan could see a silhouette in the midst of it. Tall, graceful, wide-shouldered....

.....And....very different.

In front of Lekan...was it really Quin? She looked very much like Quin. She had the same beautiful face, the same perfectly sculpted, perfectly symmetrical features.

The question, however, was if the one in front of him was a she at all.

Tall, graceful, wide-shouldered. Annoyingly handsome, Disturbingly beautiful, definitely male. His green, slender, and gorgeous body stood proud and calm. Even though slender, his body was well-built, with muscles to show for his time in the military. His hands were soft and his fingers long, like a pianist.

Looking at Lekan eye to eye, Quin let the moment sink in. He was only wearing a bright red speedo, exposing his soft and pale thighs, which connect to an insectoid pair of legs, identical to the ones in 'his' female, armored form, with some sort of chitinous kneepad as transition between the flesh of the thigh and the shell of the calves and feet. 'He' seemed considerably taller than before, with wider shoulders as well.

Finally, he spoke up.

"I was born a man."

A pause.

"I have the ability to turn into a woman for breeding purposes."

Another pause.

"I thought I should let you know before x-rated events happen between us."

All the explanations were delivered in complete deadpan and seriousness.

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"No I haven't had it before" She said blankly as she looked at her food. Before Mosa could react, she simply started eating although less voraciously as yesterday. The food was amazing. Like an explosion of flavour. "I like it," was all she could muster up to say. After she finished, she looked outside to see some Fed troopers marching outside. She didn't know who those men were but she started to get concerned. Ophelia had no idea if she was on their radar, even though they were no doubt here about the attack yesterday. Surely reports about the Gilgamesh have started and circulated by now. Without noticed, Ophelia suddenly just stood up from the table. "I think I need to lay low."

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Byatis put on an exaggerated appalled look. "MORE ADORABLE?! Ohhhhhh that's not happening!" With that, Byatis rolled onto his back and started wriggling. "HAH beat THAT-" Byatis stopped when Megahertz asked him about Nekrim. "Of course I'll go along! Either for work or for play! I've never been to a 'beach' before...though I do know a few 'beaches' if ya know what I mean HAH."

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Gunshots? They sounded like the came from where she was several minutes ago. The sound definitely jolted her awake from her half-awake state. A part of her wanted to stay away, but against her better judgement, she was already de-materialized.

Riley reappeared in the VIP district on the sidewalk. The commotion caused by Gelon, K2, Ciril and the soldiers took attention away from her appearing, but she would obviously stick out. She heard familiar voices among the barking of soldiers. It sounded like...Ciril? And K2? and that man that bumped into her earlier. This wasn't a good sign.

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Mosa looked up as Ophelia stood up, and blinked. His voice turned into a whisper as his lips curled into a concerned frown. "Do you even have anywhere to go?" Despite asking that, Mosa did not expect much of an answer, as his large tail reached into the refrigerator, opened it a peek, and pulled out a small lunch box. "Take these, at least. Mosa made them himself." Mosa showed his toothy grin once more, as he offered the lunch box to Ophelia. It was small and light, and most likely were meant for Mosa's original cabin mates.


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Megahertz was left speechless by Byatis'......moves. Her jaw hung and her eyes blinked, while her two thralls looked at him jealously, with the hellhound growling, sensing competition. Megahertz, however, placed her hand on the dog's head to steady him. She then chuckled at Byatis' comment. "HAH! C'mon now, Byatis. That's......too easy.", she shook her head, couldn't help but finding the terrible joke funny.

Megahertz then turned around, and pulled the spider leg from inside her pocket, appraising it with her keen eyes. With her back turned, she said to Byatis, "Aaaanyways...I've got this job I have to take care of. Don't let me keep you. Danny and Manny will watch my back~"

The hellhound and the deathcat looked at each other in disbelief, then at Byatis.

"Yes, that's you two. Now get to work.", Megahertz finished, before sitting down on a sofa to further analyze the spider leg.

Danny the hellhound, despite his grumpy look, loyally stood up and kept an eye on Byatis. Manny the deathcat, on the other hand, decided to lay down and take a nap, being the lazy cat that he was reborn to be.

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Quin became even calmer when Lekan reacted positively to the beach. Taking a long time to think of an answer to Lekan's question, he decided to walk over and help the space squid untangle his tentacles. "I don't wear shoes...or play bondage...", Quin mumbled as he fiddled with the tentacles. "...But I was a military man. I may be able to assist."

He concentrated on Lekan's tentacles. It took a bit of effort and thinking on his part, but if there was one thing Quin was good at, it was thinking. Giving him an annoyingly gorgeus stare, Quin held up his liberated tentacles, and looked him in the eye.

"My mother wanted grandchildren. Unfortunately, my male genitalia was rendered infertile from a grenade explosion. It was painful."

A pause. Quin still holding Lekan's tentacles.

"And not many people would like to mate with a transgender bug. Not even my own, especially when I am already middle-aged."

Another pause. Quin let go of Lekan's tentacles.

"So, logically, I decided that an immortal being of eldritch origins was my best bet. Unbound by mortal disgusts, unchained by gender limitations."

Quin seemed to be putting a lot of faith and preconceptions in this, despite his lack of knowledge about GEHENNA. Perhaps he was not so smart after all. Or perhaps, he merely have a different method of thinking. Or perhaps he was smart, he was just nonsensical. Or illogical. Either way, this must be why Genesiors were often seen as eccentric, even to non-human races.

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"Aye.", Ridley's reply was heard through Beatrice's secure communicator.

The private elevator descended towards the second deck of the Realta Nua. As the glass door opened, Ridley was already waiting for them, a carton of orange juice in his right hand, the straw connecting to the bottom of his cross-shaped visor.

Vlad folded her arms and turned to Beatrice, asking in a professional, calm, tone, "So. Where do we start?"

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"Oh goodie!", the Federation soldiers were delighted as Gelon pulled out the checkbook and paid the fine. Less trouble for them, they suppose, and if the checkbook was a fraud, they could sue him for even more credits. They then turned around and took off, returning to their duties.

Ozma looked in horror as he saw K2. "You!!" He winced and fidgeted. Ozma was the black sheep of his family for many reasons. Aside from his controversial political beliefs, he was also a frequent target of kidnappings and extortions. His lack of combat prowess just made him an even juicier target for space pirates.

"W-w-what do you want...", Ozma asked K2, still distraught over yesterday's events. He was not very enthusiastic to meet one of his former kidnappers. "H-HEY you!! Wait, the floor..was..just..cleaned...this......morning", he could only wimpily stammer as he watched Gelon and K2 barge into the house. He sighed, defeated, not wanting to have any trouble with the two, well-armed men.

That Woman stared at Cubey speechlessly, sympathy on her face. It was obvious to her that, like Ozma, Cubey was traumatized from yesterday's events. She then turned to look, alarmed when K2 and Gelon went inside. Her eyes glow red cautiously, though she did not take direct action. Yet.

Ozma flinched when Cubey said that word. 'friend'? ....Him? The racist, patricidal, red headed bastard child? He never thought in a million years that anyone could even consider calling him that, and a touched expression hung in his face, causing him to momentarily forget about the dangerous pirate and the intimidating mercenary invading his house

He then glanced over to Riley and Ciril, still outside. UGh, more gross al- err, more aliens, he thought. Maybe he should not be so quick to judge. After all, Cubey looked kind of scary at first, with his square head. Scarier than these two. In fact, one could argue the pink haired one was quite pretty, in a girl next door kind of way, and the blue one with the snake tail on his head rather handsome, in a charming gentleman kind of way. Maybe, for once, if he tried to be nice, then more people would call him their friend?

"...Hey. You two.", he asked them, looking away, seemingly quite uncomfortable talking. "..You gonna barge into my house too?" There was a strange tone to his voice, as if he actually-kinda-sorta-totally-not-really-you-guys wanted them to do so.

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Ophelia quietly took the lunch box and looked up at Mosa. "I think you know the answer to that." Her massiv mutated claw held the lunchbox such that you could barely see it. Once the troopers were out of sight from Mosa's cabin, Ophelia made her way to the door, looking at Mosa for one last time. "We'll see what happens, I suppose. Thank you." With that she quickly opened the door strode out onto the streets.

Now that she was 'settled', she could do some investigative work on her own. Revenge wasn't going to settle itself. Ophelia kept to the alleyways.

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Byatis watched Megahertz for a moment, then shrugged. "Well okay! You seems oddly calm for someone who lost a new friend! But thats none of my business! See ya later!" WIth that Byatis quite literally rolled out the door.

Moments after he left the house, he spotted Fed troops marching down the streets. "Hut two three four! You all march like girls! Ahah, I'm hilarious." When Byatis had nothing to do, he wasn't sure how to pass time.

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Riley could feel the sting in Ciril's words to Gelon. "Ooooh burn" she said under her breath. Suddenly she heard a voice asking Ciril and herself in probably the strangest way to come in. His words said no but his tone said please do. Riley considered it a moment until she finally recognized that voice. It was Ozma Knight! The well known human supremacist. Why the hell was he being so...passive? She was confused to say the least. But any opportunity to annoy a racist was probably worth it. "Well if you INSIST." With that she followed Ciril inside.

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Ozma looked at Ciril weakly for a few seconds, surprised he even took the time to ask him for permission, when most everyone else just barged in. He glanced back at K2 and Gelon looking around in the house, and sighed when Ciril reminded him of his 'loss'. Without saying anything, he stepped aside, allowing both him and Riley to come inside, all the while having a mopey expression on his face.

It was quite a nice home, to say the least. It smelled of fresh baked loafs, and, like all the other upper class homes, have a comforting and disarming atmosphere, with the fireplace, the fluffy sofas, etc. That Woman stared quietly as more people went into the house, clasping her hands together in front of her apron, watching them all with a cautious eye.

Ozma went inside and leaned at the wall, resisting to smile as Cubey asked the new strangers his questions. He wasn't very happy in how condescending Gelon was acting, but was too weak willed to act or even say anything. Gelon's reputation was good enough that Boris hired him personally, after all.

"........Would you like a drink?", Ozma finally, timidly asked the new strangers. They were guests, and a Knight treats his guests like a gentleman.

Just then, his communicator beeped. Surprised, Ozma reached out for it and took a peek, having set all incoming voice calls to be translated into text. It was Graves. Of course. He was silenced, and he glanced at Cubey, concerned at how he would be taking all this. An hour, huh? He'd have some time. What he didn't have was any desire to return to that wretched spot, but....what must be done will be done.

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Mosa gave his huge grin and nodded at her, watching her as he went out the door. After she left, Mosa nodded to nobody in particular. He then stood up and stretched his arms. "Now, what's Mosa gonna do....", he mumbled. He then shrugged and looked at his datapad, flicking the touch screen until he saw a text version of Beatrice's announcement. Ah, they're almost here, apparently. Mosa stood up and walked towards his wardrobe, opening it. In there, he saw many, many colorful swimming trunks. An orange one with a white floral pattern, a pink one with squishy peach sea stars, a dark green one with a camo paint on them....Mosa was an avid collector of swimming trunks. He didn't need them whenever he was amongst his fellow Beastmen, but his massive......little Mosa....would be far too distracting when amongst the Federation-kin.

Besides, some of these swimming trunks were basically art, Mosa thought, as he picked one with delicate, hand-painted dark blue tiger-like stripes on a bright orange surface. For some reason, he always ended up going with these ones...


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Megahertz frowned at Byatis' statement, not saying anything until he left. "....You can't catch a fish while floundering on your heels.", she whispered to herself. She then looked on at the cerulean spider leg, and continued to analyze it, cross referencing it with various information on her datapad. So much data to go through..

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Quin closed her eyes, and raised her chin, speaking in a calm manner, a hint of pride in her gesture. "We Genesiors were designed to not only fight well, but also for the longest of times."

Pause. Quin hovered besides Lekan as they walked.

"As a side effect, we degenerate at a vastly slower rate compared to most other...'natural' races."

Another pause. Quin turned to look at Lekan.

"I am youthful, but old. Old, but not expired."

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Time passed as Megahertz analyzed the spider leg. How frustating! It was full of inscriptions and deleted history. Whoever used this did not want to be discovered. But by that same token, it lended credence to Graves' suspicion that it was most likely VENOM who committed this attack. It was either VENOM or the Federation government. And it seemed highly unlikely that the Federation government would terminate a source of a large amount of income...and one of the galaxy's most famous personalities.

Megahertz's communicator rang with a cheerful, bubbly ringtone, and she picked it up, seeing Graves' name on the screen.

"Yo.", she greeted him as she accepted his call. She was his friend now, was she? How cute, she figured, still suspicious of Graves, but cooperative.

She gave a big, long, sigh as she leaned back on her sofa.

"Well. This thing has a bitch of a firewall.", she replied, deadpan. She then smirked before Graves could respond. "But that's exactly why you hired me, right~?"

Megahertz proceeded to explain.

"It's as I suspected. A necron mind control spider. Highly expensive, highly illegal, highly suspicious. I haven't manage to decode the identity of its owner...if that's even possible...., but I could tell you, whoever it was did their homework. I'm going to need a bit more time."

A necron mind control spider. Once conceived as a war-ending weapon by the Federation's most unscrupulous scientists, With the ability to control the body of dead soldiers and direct them against their own comrades, it was hard not to see why. More victories for less casualties (on the Federation side, at least). However, the Federation's higher ups, as well as the neutral colonies, saw it as an immoral and dishonorable object, even by the Federation's pragmatic standards, as the object actually, partiaily, and very painfully resurrected the mind of the deceased. Not enough to actually bring them back to life, but enough to cause them an unimaginable, revolting amount of pain.

This weapon was banned about 2 months after its use, and all copies were officially destroyed. Whoever used this had connections with either Guardian Labs and/or the Napishtim Army.

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Riley frowned when Cubey mentioned a lab. She briefly recalled her time in the Cerioan labs. It was definitely not friendly like Cubey described his own experience. Her thoughts were so distracting that she didn't notice the situation getting more tense and Ciril addressing that they should leave. Those thoughts however completely disappeared as the Fed soldiers knocking down the door, snapped her back into reality. "Ahh!" She let out a quick screech as she heard several men cocking their guns in their direction. She instinctively rose her arms. "I didn't do anything!" She blurted out. Things escalated so quickly, she could just teleport and leave the group but...no...not again. She promised herself she wouldn't. Riley just kept quiet, hoping that complying would keep everyone safe.

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Ophelia wandered for a while. Not quite sure what to do. She knew for a while that the Federation soldiers probably wouldn't go after her. She just couldn't feel like she deserved Mosa and his hospitality. She wandered a bit in the residential area, walking over the left over rubble from the night before. Her ears flicked as she caught the sound of men rushing towards a house. She kept her distance, but moved in to watch from an alleyway. Several armed men, rushed into a more regal looking house. Thanks to her hearing, Ophelia was able to listen in from where she was. A Drakov employee? Interesting. Then the sound of a taser. Ophelia couldn't help but barely grin. Just barely. She stayed where she was to eavesdrop, being interested even though she had little context. 'Down with Drakov' was all she needed.

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Rily stood there silently as stuff just happened around her. K2 gave himself up to the soldiers but before she could protest, he was gone. She slumpd, dejected that she couldn't do anything to help. Just as Riley was about to just teleport and leave, her ears twitched as Ozma dropped a BOMBSHELL of info. "You WHAT?!" She exclaimed, looking in Ozma's general direction. And the man, Gelon, just...brushed it off? Unbelieveable. "Are you serious?! You are just going to tell 'oh thats ok'?! He ordered the ASSASSINATION of his own father! For 'reasons'?! Oh no no no, that doesn't just get a 'its ok champ we all make mistakes'!" Riley clenched her metal fists so tightly you could hear the scraping of metal. "Some of us would KILL to have a family and you hire someone to KILL yours?! What the hell?" She knew this was absolutely none of her business but this was just way too drastic. She couldn't even sympathize with the guy even though she could hear his sobs. "And now I'm just finding out DEUNAN is dead because of this?! You..you MONSTER!"

Riley stopped yelling. She kept her teeth clenched, practically seething. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She looked just about ready to punch Ozma in the jaw.

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Ophelia listened to the scuffle from her vantage point and saw the Ishkavi woman dash out of the premise fairly wounded. Ophelia smirked ever so slightly, looking at the trail of blood she left behind. She slowly walked towards the now quiet home, her cold blank expression plastered on her face. A moment passed as the fight was over and Ophelia stood quietly in the damaged doorway, looking down at Graves, then to Megahertz and her hellbeasts. She quietly prepared herself if they would attack her. Ophelia was never the one to make allies but, she hated Drakov, and from what she heard of this man from Beatrice's diatribes, so did he. It was a start. After another moment of silence, Ophelia quietly held out her hand to Graves to help him up. "She sounds like quite a bitch." Ophelia said in a cold tone.

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Graves smiles as Beatrice begins to convulse, falling to the ground as electric shocks over-rode her nervous system, contracting the muscles into a cramped position. Such a lovely invention, the taser. Despite the age which it had, a few thousand years at the last- not long after guns and electricity- it still served its job quite admirably. Beatrice's hands moved to the small needles and snapped them out, ceasing the connection between her and the rifle. His smile turned to a frown and Graves raised the pistol in his hand slightly, wary of what Beatrice might attempt.

"It pleases me that we could come to an agreement, Beatrice. As to the assassinations, we both know that the Knight family presented a threat to Drakov. Spare me the jabber. Now-" Graves was cut off as the blast of a laser cannon sounded, tearing through one of the soldiers next to him. Ducking off to the side as the gun-fire erupts around him, Graves begins to squeeze off shots against Beatrice. Grimacing at the ineffectiveness of the pistol against her advanced armor, he staggers as her fist connects with his face, sending him barreling off.

Head scraping against the corner of the wall, he looked over at Beatrice once again in time to see Orion jump on her, stabbing a power knife through her armor. Unable to move, he could only watch as the barrel of the pistol swung up faster than any normal eye could see, settling below Orion's jaw before the shot detonated. Cerebral matter sprayed throughout the room, pieces of pink and grey flesh spattering around him. Slipping on blood, his head connected with the ground, rendering him dazed, oblivious to Beatrice's exit.

Ears ringing, hearing returned to him slowly. Shifting around on the ground, he spotted Ophelia walking into the room. A creature unlike any he had ever seen before. Gaunt, white face, black horns, and a demonic arm. Certainly interesting to see. She stood quiet for a few moment before extending her 'normal' hand down towards him. Taking it, he grunted as she helped drag him to a standing position, head still sore from fall. Laughing at her response, he shook his head. "That she is, that she is. I assume you aren't exactly friends of her, or Drakov, either. How may I be of service?"

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(sorry its taken so long! Midterm week HELL. Especially when some are worth 40% of my grade. Those kinda take precedence over an rp..)

Riley did a double take when a booming voice was trying to get her attention. She was so lost in thought he had barely noticed him there. This was so unlike her... normally she'd just follow her heart without a worry in the world but...something was just not right. Something foreboding. "O-oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't....wait you're riding a tricycle? Dude how old are you?" Riley started to laugh. "I'm fine... I just realized that if I followed through with something I was gonna do, I'd have no evidence." Riley stood there for a moment. "So uh...hi..."

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Ophelia didn't smirk back at Graves. "It looks like you are in need of services more than I right now." She looked a bit behind Graves at megahertz and her servant creatures. They stood down but looked weary of her. Ophelia stared back at Graves with her soulless eyes. "I'm not a fan. They....indirectly...hurt me. And I'd like to do the same." She paused to give Graves an appraising look over. She didn't care what this man's true business was but if she was going to start with her revenge, he seemed like a good place to start before she would zero in on her main target. "A mercenary under Drakov's employment has enlightened me that he intends to capture GEHENNA for its power. Not destroy it. Destroying GEHENNA seems to have its benefits..." This was probably the most Ophelia has said in om bout in a long time, her stitches were starting to ache on the corners of her mouth. "Though I'm not sure if you know this already."

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Byatis crawled along the rooftops and noticed a group of Fed soldiers holding someone forcibly by the arm leading him somewhere. Curious, Byatis took a closer look. It was K2! "Oh that silly pirate, getting into his shenanigans again! " He happily laughed. Byatis decided to follow them by the rooftops. With the artificial daylight lights broken, he was hidden quite well.

The setting changes from F.S.S. Realta Nua to Stratevaria Galaxy

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(Super-stubby squishy post of failure...)

Graves considered Ophelia's words. He had no way of gauging her power thus far, something which would be crucial if he decided to accept her help. As if that was a question, he thought. Chiming sounded from his data pad once again, notifying him to an alert from Crotis for whatever reason. Glancing down, Graves saw that the designated meeting time with Ozma and Cubey approached. Sighing at the thought of the counter, he pulled out the communicator, activating it as he did so.

"I'll be at the meeting place shortly you two. Don't be surprised if I bring along some others. Just a heads-up." Tucking away the device, he turned back towards Ophelia and Megahertz. Tipping his hat towards them, he stated, "I need to go to an encounter with some others. If either of you desires to come along, be my guest."

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Riley smiled a bit as Mosa cheered her up a bit, "Yeah, perhaps it will. Oh! We've made it to Nekrim? I must have lost track of time! Ahah, well I guess I COULD use some relaxation on the beach and breath another form of simulated fresh air." Riley could hear the squeaking of Mosa's floatation toys as he moved around and tried not to giggle. "Let's go before the good spots are taken!" Riley could feel two presences coming up behind them, but had no way of knowing who they were unless they spoke, so she simply took a step or two closer to Mosa to get out of their way.

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Ophelia stared quietly for a moment as she listened to Graves talk on his communicator in a hushed tone. Simply nodding at Graves' offer she followed behind him and glanced back at Megahertz wondering if she'd join them or not, though you couldn't tell from Ophelia's forever cold gaze.

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Byatis noticed K2 looking up at him. He stuck his tongue out back at K2 and had to stifle a giggle when he got tazed. But, Byatis took that as a sign to be careful and activated his natural camouflage. He hopped from rooftop to rooftop until they went up an elevator, to which he sat like a puppy waiting for its owner. Sure enough, time passed and the Federation troops were back with K2 still in tow, and Byatis continued his cloaked pursuit.

After a while Byatis comes upon a small jail building. This was definitely temporary as Byatis already spotted a few ways past the guards. He quietly creeped up to the building and followed K2's scent. He must be a bit up, Byatis thought. Byatis tapped the wall quickly. Nothing was triggered...good. Quietly crawling up the jail wall, Byatis peered in to a window and saw K2 in his cell. Keeping cloaked Byatis giggled in a hushed tone. "Oooo someone's in troooouble."

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Ozma was a bit surprised when Gelon grabbed his wrist, instinctively turning to look at him, but nodded understandingly at his advice. "Ah, yes s-...Gelon." His heart skipped a beat as he saw Riley, and a big blue Beastman beside her. He did not want any trouble, so he lowered his gaze.

Mosa grinned happily at Riley's positive reaction, showing off his enormous teeth. "Beach moon big enough for most people. But Mosa big enough for most beach moons! HAHAHA!" He turned around as his tail could feel the vibrations of the approaching Gelon and Ozma. He greeted them with a slightly forced smile and a wave. "AH, Gelon!! Flying Munchkin! Good day!!" At least, he did not sound like he held a grudge against Gelon.

Ozma would respond, but Riley's presence there made it extra awkward.

"You two going to beach?", Mosa questioned them as he stepped off the tricycle and slung it over his shoulders. It was getting inconvenient.


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Megahertz have been keeping silent of the matter this whole time, when she realized Ophelia's pitch black, shark-like eyes were on her. "!" She nearly fell from the realization, then looked between her and Graves, and realized she hadn't answered his questions. "Eh? Oh!...yeah, I..guess I could come along.", she responded warily, her two demonic pets staying by her side. She wasn't completely sure she was in on the 'Anti-Drakov' revolution. Graves made her very suspicious. But if he could help her find Sentinel.....

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As Ophelia and Megahertz responded to his offer of tagging along to the meeting with Cubey and Ozma, Graves thought as to what he would do after he had discussed the matter of Deunan. One thing was certain: he had to prevent Drakov and his subordinates from reaching or at least capturing whatever this GEHENNA thing was. If Drakov could somehow manage to turn the creature or organization to his advantage then the possibility of Drakov becoming the single strongest person in the galaxy was almost certain despite not knowing the capabilities of GEHENNA as it was. Not a comforting prospect in the least.

"Since it seems we will all be travelling together, I'd say we should begin leaving about now," he rasped before hacking violently, spittle flying over the floor as coughs wracked his body. Touching a hand to his lips, blood came away, vermilion stains on his rough skin. A grimace graced his lips as he stood, pain and annoyance coursing through his body in tandem. Gripping the pistol in his hand tightly, the synthetic and metal grip dug into his hand, leaving imprints.

Turning to face the door, he commanded, "Follow me." Without assuring himself that Megahertz and Beatrice were following him, he began to stride towards the meeting place which had been arranged earlier. Retrieving his communicator once again, he activated it and said, "I'll be there in a minute or two. Try and be on time." Storing the device, his eyes ignored the decorations, work crews, and soldiers rushing through the ship in the bustle of unloading and repairing any remaining damages. If his mind served him correctly, they were approaching the area where Deunan was assassinated. Rounding a corner, he spotted Cubey and his viasge immediately lightened as he gazed upon the piteous creature. Pain lay clear on Cubey's face, that much Graves could tell. Slowing his stride and holstering the pistol in his coat, Graves approached Cubey before stopping to speak two words, "Hello Cubey."

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Clockwork gave two thumbs up at the sight of Quin's outfit, massively approving. "Ten out of ten! Those curves look amazing on you, girl" He was rather amused at Ciril and Lekan's more formal reactions, though he kept that to himself.

Quin nodded, pleased, at the three men's reactions. "Sandy.", Quin repeated, finding that term amusing for some reason. It seemed like Lekan was not going to make fun of her lack of assets. She then nodded, hovering besides Lekan. She paused for a bit, as she usually does when carefully thinking over her actions and words, then held up her hand in front of Lekan, apparently expecting him to treat her like a lady.

Clock put his right arm around Ciril's shoulder, pulling him close, then gave a thumbs up to Lekan's offer. "You expect me to miss out on the sight of hot green skinned space babes? Never!", he remarked with his usual playful tone. In the back of his mind, he worried about K2, but his cybernetic nanopaste gut told him that he should go for a wait and see approach...for now.

The four proceeded to take in the sight of the beaches. The benefits of advanced technology were great and many, especially in a luxurious place such as this. There was neither ugliness nor plainness here. All the men and women were fit and universally attractive, dressed in equally flattering (and revealing outfits), as they bath in the sun, swim in the waters, and play volleyball. Bodies glistened with sweat and water, hair flowing about in the wind.


They entered the relaxing Beatrice's line of sight, and Clock was instantly drawn by her impressive looks. He leaned and whispered to Ciril. "Ciril! I'm gonna show you how to be a quintessential cybernetic gentleman! Watch and learn~"

He zoomed over to Beatrice, standing over her and blocking out her sun. He gestured with his right arm as if he was flipping his hair....though he had no hair to speak of. He cleared his throat, and blurted out his choice of a pickup line:

"Hey babe!..Is your father an astronaut? Cause your beauty almost sent me jumping to the stars!"

Behind them, Quin suddenly had a mini drum set with her when they weren't looking, with which she performed a flawless rimshot.

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Megahertz followed Graves quietly, accompanied by her hellhound and deathcat. She furrowed her brows at Graves' strange coughing, but knew better than to ask him anything bluntly. She decided, instead, to make a mental note of that. The hellhound, ever vigilant, constantly glared at both Graves and Ophelia, snarling aggressively and distrustingly. The deathcat, never caring, rocked his head as he strutted forward, as if headbanging to an inaudible tune.

She followed Graves, and saw Cubey standing there. She felt...strange. Cubey's strange appearance gave her a feeling of uncanny valley, but at the same time, there was..something strange in his eyes. Something sad.....


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Ozma looked away in response to Gelon's question. He wasn't very enthusiastic in answering that question, but Gelon seemed to be the most accepting person in the galaxy right now, so he figured it wouldn't hurt.

"...It's...pretty selfish really.", Ozma whispered, voice dripping with guilt and hesitance. "I..I was just....resentful. My father....he always prefered me over Deunan. He did not even make that a secret."

Ozma gazed at the ceiling. "And yet...I..can never bring myself to hate Deunan. She was kind, caring, sweet to everyone. Even me." He sighed and frowned. "I feel like such a spiteful asshole...."

It did not seem like Ozma wanted to discuss this much, though he passed a glance at Gelon, silently wondering what his reaction would be.

Either way, he quickened his pace, and soon, arrived at the meeting spot with the expected Cubey, Graves, and...two other people he did not recognize. Ozma gave the two ladies a brief look, then very quickly turned his gaze, for obvious reasons. He glanced at Gelon again, then to Cubey. He wanted to apologize...but decided it wasn't the right time. He turned instead to Graves, and took a deep breath. "...I'm here. I brought a..friend... along. I hope you don't mind."

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Gelon nodded as Ozma answered his question and accepted it since this might not have been the good time "yes you are right in that" Gelon said and keeps following him, when they arrived cubey was at deunan's last seen location but Clark, megahertz with some kind of beasts and Ophelia were there as well, Ozma must have had a reason not telling him about this meeting and he hopped none of them would make a scene or pick a fight

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As Cubey waited around staring at his surroundings, he pondered if he was walking into a trap, but deciding against it very quickly, not only because he wanted to pretend that wasn't going to happen, and that he couldn't really see the point in making a trap for him and Ozma.
He then swerved round to see Graves greeting him to which he waved back at him a replied; "Hello Mr. smokey suit man. I have big news for you.", before he began staring at the pair behind him. He had no idea who the very human looking lady behind him was, but he vaguely remembered the much lankier and scarier looking lady, probably was back when they were fighting those giant kitty things. He decided it was probably best to ignore them for now.

He shook his head in attempt to refocus on the one who invited him here, taking a deep breath before telling Jeremy; "Ozma hired an assassin person to kill his dad from the same group that killed Deunan, I don't think he hired anyone to hurt her though but I think he said Venom were the big stupid smelly poo poo head she hired.", which was shortly followed by him glaring furiously at the ground for a few moments, seeming to be in a sulk of sorts. It didn't improve his mood when he turned to the voice of Ozma who brought along Gelon with him, apologizing for his lateness, to which he stroppily turned his back to the recently arrived duo.

Crossing his arms for a moment, Cubey did his best to figure out why he and Ozma were called to here, which took only mere seconds before he gave up and asked Graves; "Hey Mr. smokey suit man, why did ya tell us to come here? And what did you want to talk about? Are we joining your club thing? Are those two ladies in your club thing? Is it a trap? Is it something important? Who are those two ladies? Are they your girlfriends?", as he floated around when blabbered his tirade of question at the criminal leader, still trying his best to ignore Ozma, though also a bit wary of the new strangers that arrived, and worried if Gelon thought bad of him for not liking his friend.

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Byatis just watched his his usual smile as K2 was tased and dragged away. He stood there a moment in quiet before blurting out. :....Okay bye!" and he turned off of the wall he clung to, landing with a thud on all fours. Now that they were docked in Nekrim, Byatis figured he could take advantage of the much more sparsely populated Realta Nua. Mainly just to explore. Byatis deactivated his camouflage and sauntered along the roads on all fours. Even when crawling, Byatis's figure was was massive.n

After a short while of walking peacefully, humming 'Its not Unusual' to himself, he heard voices, but one word stuck out in particular. Venom. The organization he worked for! Byatis shifted with a mighty curiosity and crawled up another rooftop, and laid down on his back, just listening to what was being talked about. He had no intention upon acting on it, though. The main voice that stuck out to him was that of a child? It certainly sounded like it, which confused him greatly.

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Ophelia remained quiet as they approached Cubey. This was who this man wanted to meet? She had no idea why. It was just a child, or, it sounded like one. Though she did have a vague memory of the beastman they day they fought the Cazadores, and when Deunan died. Only now did it register to Ophelia, that that was where they had ended up just now. She had no sentimental attachment so it took her a moment. Suddenly, she heard two voices calling out in the distance. One of them she recognized instantly. Gelon. Her cold stare twitched as he spoke but she didn't break out into a rage, though you could tell she was mad.

Suddenly Cubey let on a barrage of questions which started to get on Ophelia's nerves, to which she spoke with sharpness in her voice. "Grow up," was all she decided to say. If looks could kill...

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The sound of two voices drew Graves's attention to the outlying area of the work. Straining against his exhaustion, he could make out the silhouetted forms of Ozma and Gelon. It appeared that Ozma had brought along a friend of his own. Ozma appeared tired himself, a specter of pain and anguish scuttling across his face. Gelon looked significantly more peaceful yet held a grim determination on the outside. What could have possibly put them in such a state? As Ozma addressed him, Graves dryly responded, "I noticed. Give me a bit more warning next time, boy.

It was at that point that Cubey began to embark on his rant, spouting out words in such a quick fashion that each word was nearly indiscernible from any other. Yet there remained enough of a difference for Graves to pick up on the meaning and eventually the words. As the initial point of the tirade ended, Graves's brow furrowed over his eyes, consternation evident on his face. So Ozma had hired the assassin's, had he? The second set of questions were less surprising yet just as important to deal with as Ozma. Sighing, Graves settled on a plan of action.

Adjusting his shoulders in an apparent stretch, Graves slowly slid the power knife down to his palm. Crossing his arms behind his back and folding his fingers upwards to his rest, he hid the hilt from sight. A twinkle appeared in his eyes but not a happy one. Darkly, he looked across all gathered near him. A fine 'army' he had assembled. Soon it would be down one. Possibly.

"I forgot that I had never introduced myself to you officially, Cubey. In that case, you can call me Clark. Onto your questions. Why did I bring you here? Simple enough. I'm a manipulative bastard. If you want to join my 'club, as you call it, you may. And no, they are not my girlfriends," he stated flatly. Hearing Ophelia behind him, Graves stiffened. So, that was how it was going to be.

Sliding the knife back up his coat sleeve, Graves clasped his hands together in front of him. Muttering a small incantation, he breathed into the artificial cup before opening it. Out dropped a small ball of darkness, sticking to the ground. Reaching into his coat, he pulled out the laser pistol which had been given to him by Orion. "I think it's time we had ourselves a little talk." Turning around, he looked pointedly at Ophelia. "I don't know your name. Part of me doesn't care. But if we are going to do this, we're doing it my way. So shut up. And you Ozma, oh-oh, you my boy." Looking down at the pistol in his hand, Graves closed his eyes, muttered, and then opened his eyes again. At his feet the pool of shadow began to grow, extending tendrils in all directions. A chill filled the air, breathe crystallizing as it left a body. "I don't appreciate actions such as you have done and I am inclined to believe Cubey in this matter. I can't afford mistakes and as such must make sure nothing can cause them. I'm sorry." With those two final words, Graves withdrew the las pistol, pointing it at Ozma's forehead, an approximation of where Deunan's wound had been. Gloved hands closed down upon the trigger and the bolt of energy spat forth, burrowing through the boy's skull. Ozma was dead.

(To settle anyone's concerns, I am not auto-hitting. Discussed this with Knight)

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Gelon was already tense from Ophelia so any hostile actions would make him flinch defensively for Ozma and that so just happened when he saw Clark raise the gun 'fucking hell never a dull moment' gelon thought and punched Clarks hand and pistol with his kinetic hand making graves's hand go 90 degrees to the left missing the shot and miss everyone and let the shot land in a rebuild electronics store "OZMA RUN!" Gelon yell as he took a defensive pose "no more blood Clark if that is your real name, Ozma is important, I know he is cause he is a thorn in the side off off Beatrice and Boris" Gelon said having his kinetic shield up and Ophelia's metal use would not affect his arm since he replaced all the metal with plastic, the only things metal in there were the module's curcitboard components so he was safe, at least he thought so, cause if everyone turned against him he was out manned and maybe out gunned

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Ozma froze, staring with wide eyed terror as he heard the thunderous sound of gunfire, so loud...so close. And yet, he couldn't move a muscle. Suddenly, Gelon intercepted Graves' blast, causing it to flew right over Ozma's head, burning a strand of his hair. He was too much in shock. Surprised and terrified at Graves' action...and yet, euphoric at Gelon's action. Finally, someone who was willing to defend him-

His brief moment of joy was killed not a second later. A quiet clang, a loud squelch. Graves' energy bullet, fitting its light-based nature, bounced off the shiny metallic door of the electronic store, and penetrated Ozma's skull from behind, drilling through his brain and exiting through his forehead, spraying brain matter and pink bloody mist around Gelon, his defender, and his one true friend.

Ozma twitched and spasmed for a brief few seconds, his eyes bulging and blood pouring from his fatal wound. Then, he fell dead, a pool of blood forming below him.

Megahertz stared, horrified and staggering. "W-W-WHAT?!?!" She no longer had any idea what to even do. Her faith in Graves was diminishing, but it wasn't like she had any faith in Boris. Who should she even side with right now?

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Ophelia narrowed her eyes after Graves promptly told her to shut up. Humans were such terrible creatures. Always taking whatever power of authority they had and projecting it to demean others. Behind his back she appraised Graves, looking at his accessories. She found what she was looking for just in case his bravado inflated. Though she kept her cold glare as she watched the sudden event unfold. As Graves shot and missed thanks to Gelon only to have the bullet ricochet back into the intended target. If Ophelia was capable of laugh she probably would have, but a scoff was all that came out. Between Gelon and Megahertz's yelling, things we're going south very quickly. She wondered how the 'leader' would handle it. However she did notice Gelon's arm looked different. Plastic. Clever boy, she thought, but if he did anything else out of line, she already knew what to do. Ophelia flexed her mutated arm's claws as a warning to the others to not do anything they'd regret.

From a few rooftops away, Byatis remained lying on his back, listening in. With their voices getting louder, it was easier to eavesdrop. He listened as Cubey complimented his and Darkstar's handiwork and snickered to himself until suddenly he heard the weapon go off. Byatis shifted a bit in his position. He could sense Ozma's light go out mainly from the cries and the scent of blood. Normally Byatis wouldn't care too much but, a thought came to mind. He began a thought conversation with Darkstar. "Darkstar, I sure hope our client paid ussss, cuz someone just iced the guy."

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Beatrice sighed heavily out of relief. She let go of the grip on the blade as she felt her adrenaline rush fall dramatically, and her pulse slow to a normal beat.

"That is a relief." She says turning away from the protector, and looking at the serenity of the calm beach. "I think most people have forgotten what we are here to do. Whether or not we think differently can wait, we have a force threatening everyone's existence." Beatrice let that information sink in to whoever could hear. "I'm not sorry that I detained your friend, but I believe that I misspoke."

Completely done with talking to the group, Beatrice put her head back in her chair and basked in the warm sunlight as she attempted to doze off. However her sleep was rudely interrupted by the ringing of her communicator. She groaned, pulling herself upright in a sleepy daze. "This better be good..." Beatrice listened for a moment, after a a few minutes the Ishkavi finally responded "Contact the Federation." With that Beatrice ended the call.

The giggle that came from Beatrice's mouth started out innocent and childish, but soon formed into a malicious cackle.

"Communicator, intercom microphone."

"Greetings this is Mrs. Schwartz, I have very grim news for all of you. Ozma Knight is dead, He was murdered moments ago by the same man who caused the assassination of his beloved sister, Deunan, and his Father. The price of the culprit has now tripled. I have heard recent events to disrupt or overthrow the people in charge of this operation, such as myself. All I have to say is that we are not enemies, you few who have endured so much, the survivors, you have been chosen by fate to save everything. The murderers, scoundrels, gang members, and yes the occasional good guy. You are tasked with defeating the ultimate evil GEHENNA, do not forget that. Thank you all for your time."

A text document was sent to all citizens of the Realta Nua

"Communicator, audio message to Gelon Deskovitch."

"I saw what happened, you tried to protect the boy. Very noble Mr. Deskovitch. However you are working for a psychopath. A killer, scarred by war such as yourself. All I ask of you is to pick the right side. You have seen what he is capable of, get back to me Gelon."

One last call, "Communicator, contact Federation holding cell for Nekrim"

"I want the boy."

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Gelon couldn't believe what he felt and saw on his shield, blood and brain matter. Gelon's robotic hand spammed for a short moment and his pupils were shrunken down indicating he was living a flashback thanks to the circumstances and event that just happened fitting nearly perfectly into his past. Gelon quickly lashed out with a punch directed to graves with his robotic arm which Graves would recognize as a military move but gelon had given it's own twist by holding something sharp between his fingers which would impale and rip open the opponents hand if they grab his fist, but with his robotic hand it were small blades "take him down, defend the lab" gelon mumbled as he fought graves

(OOC: sorry about the wrong place but my head wasn't really awake any more around 0:15 am)

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Megahertz looked up as she listened to Beatrice's newest announcement, then turned to Graves. Her eyes widened. Graves was the one behind the murders?? But that wouldn't add up, she thought....or would it? Her suspicion levels on Graves began rising again, but before she could stew on this matter a little more, Danny the hellhound barked ferociously, alerting her to yet another fight starting - this time between Gelon and Graves.

"Gods, not again!!", Megahertz yelped, and took cover. This journey was not going to end well for her, she just knew it.


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Darkstar seemed to love taking forever to respond to Byatis. The fight had began between Graves and Gelon, when he finally responded, in his usual mechanical voice. "Our second client saw this coming. He promised to fully compensate us."

A moment of silence. Then out of nowhere, Darkstar asked Byatis; "How are you today?"

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Hearing Beatrice's announcement, and seeing Gelon's fight on the security monitors, Ridley and Vlad stared at each other, before running off to assist their ally.

"GELON!", Ridley's familiar yell could be heard from behind Gelon, as they enter through one of the elevators, from the south side, both of them brandishing their melee weapons and charging forward. Vlad's pupils shrink into slits behind her helmet, as she noticed Ophelia. With Graves. No rest for the wicked indeed.

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Ophelia snickered quietly to herself as the two humans started to go at it in combat. She figured Grave's could clearly handle himself, so she just watched, even though she'd take great satisfaction at rending Gelon's flesh. Her ears twitched at Megahertz's sudden outburst but felt no reason to react. However this changed when two familiar voices came out of nowhere. It was Ridley and Vlad coming to assist Gelon. No doubt that Beatrice woman sent them. To think she had dinner with them a couple days ago. But after all, they were still Drakov's henchmen. Ophelia's eyes quickly locked on to Vlad, for her, the easiest target out of the three. Without a second thought, Ophelia took a few steps back to get a distance away from Graves and Gelon fighting and quickly pulled Vlad in towards her using the metalkinesis she had over Vlad's armour. She held out her mutated arm, ready to impale Vlad when she got close enough. Ophelia also took note that this beastwoman had a vampiric-like draining ability to watch out for.

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Byatis sat up and peeked at the fight that ensued straight after the message. 'Wow that escalated quickly!' he thought to himself. Suddenly, Darkstar's voice echoed in his head, practically startling him. As a reaction, Byatis's camouflage activated. "Oh geez, Darkstar you take so long to reply to me! If I didn't know any better I'd think you were cheating on me~" He thought back to Darkstar teasingly. "They knew that would happen? Well alrighty then." Byatis's face twisted in confusion as Darkstar's next question. He never asked Byatis 'how he was doing'. "Well I'm doing just daaaandy! Few days in on the Realta Nua and everyone's forgot about the huge asshole who wants to destroy the galaxy! Hyeheheh leave it to Stratevarians to think about themselves to the end......no offense." He thought back with his sickly grin back on his face.

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(Terribly sorry about not posting! I didn't have time this week because of circumstances in my life I wasn't aware of. My posting schedule should be remedied soon.)

Graves stumbled backwards as Gelon slammed into him, throwing his aim off the original target. Crashing into the ground, Graves coughed as blood began to trickle once again from his nose and mouth, old injuries exacerbated by intense activity. Growling, his head turned just in time to watch Ozma's head explode under the bolt of energy, blood splattering across the floor in front of the falling body. Dusting grime from his coat as he stood up, he stared at Gelon as Beatrice's announcement came over the intercom. Rage painted itself on his face at the Ishkavi's words.

"Beatrice, you bitch! Lie and calumnies! I'll rip out your god-damned spine!" he screamed at the ceiling. Whipping his head back forward, he stepped back just in time to avoid Gelon's attack. The pool of shadow followed Graves's step, growing slowly. It was already at a fifteen foot diameter. He spared a quick glance towards Megahertz, a frown aimed in her direction, before returning his attention to Gelon. Seasoned by countless years of combat, he avoided Gelon's attacks adroitly albeit with some effort due to the speed of the man's robotic arm.

Shouting drew his attention towards the area behind him yet he had no way to turn without being struck by Gelon. Rolling backwards, he made a flicking motion towards Gelon, a glob of shadow following his motion and flying towards the man's face in order to blind him momentarily. Once that was accomplished, he would twirl around to see Vlad pulled by Ophelia, leaving him to deal with the charging Ridley. His weapons could not stop the behemoth. Unless...

Extending his left arm towards the ice elemental, the pool of shadow shot forward. Graves began to unleash shots into the stream, pools of energy gathering at the end as the shadow carried the payload towards Ridley. Nearing the shield of the creature, it would split into multiple tendrils, swarming around the shield before burrowing towards Ridley core to detonate there with significant explosive force from the contained energy bolts.

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Gelon stopped as graves rolled away in combination from the yelling from his old team, as gelon got back to reality he activated his shield again but not in time to prevent to be blinded "FUCKING HELL! WHO EVER YOU ARE IM GONNA KICK YOUR A...." Gelon said as he relised something, cubey "cubey where are you? I can't see, cubey please come to me" gelon said obviously worried about him and blinded by graves shadow ball

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Vlad's eyes meet with Ophelia within seconds. However, her eyes were not fast enough against Ophelia's mind. She cursed in her head as the 'lunatic' pulled her through the air with her magnetic powers, squirming and struggling to no avail. Keeping a cool head and thinking very quickly, Vlad extended the claws on her feet as she got dangerously close to Ophelia, and used them to latch on to the floors of the ship, the jet black sickles audibly slicing through the metal. The claws holding her to the ground, Vlad's body was thrown forward despite her best resistance, and her eyes missed the tip of Ophelia's claws by a quarter inch, with her visor cracking heavily. Immediately, Vlad's eyes glowed and she activated her vampiric powers; draining Ophelia's energy through a psychic link. Without the control of her arms to guide the draining, though, Her claws dragged across the floor, slowly losing to Ophelia's metal manipulation, and she hissed, willing herself to throw a weak and held-back punch with her armored left arm.


Ridley held up his shield and screeched to a halt as he defended against Graves' shadowmatter. He recoiled as he successfully stone walled the assault, and taunted Graves out loud. "HAH! Like the bite of a FLEA!" However, in his arrogance, he noticed the shapeshifting shadow tendrills too late, as they got around his defenses, and assaulted his exposed core. "What the- ARGHHH!!!" The ensuing photon explosion ruptured Ridley's chest and blew off his left arm,staggering him back a few feet. His shield fell to the ground with a loud, heavy thud. Bright red, glowing blood dripped from his broken chest, and the ice behemoth let out raspy, ragged breaths. His single eye glared at Graves with desperate, furious...fear. Refusing to die a coward, Ridley roared like a cornered beast. No longer burdened by his shield, he charged forward, faster than ever, and lifted his mace over his head. In half a second, he had caught up to Graves, casting an enormous shadow upon him. And with his last strength, he swung down.


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A monotone, robotic chuckle. "Cheating on an eldritch assassin sounds like a blueprint to a terrible time."

"Hmm.", Darkstar simply responded to Byatis' next comment. The contrast between Byatis' cheery personality and his eldritch nature always did fascinate him. Sometimes, you become so focused on one aspect that you forget about the other. "I suppose you would make a very good Stratevarian, then."

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Ophelia grunted as Vlad stopped herself just before her mutated claw, and as predicted Ophelia began to feel her stamina drain. Ophelia could wait it out as she noticed Vlad's resistance to the metal manipulation was breaking way. Vlad made a quick attempt at a punch which struck Ophelia in the elbow of her mutated arm. Reflexively she reeled the claw back as her nerves shot pain throughout the arm. "Hnn.." Ophelia grunted before retaliating by grabbing Vlad by the arm. She had to end this quickly or her stamina would eventually run out.

Without words, Ophelia bent Vlad's arm back in a way it shouldn't be able to bend, letting out the satisfying 'CRACK' as it did. "Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to interrupt? You didn't learn the first time," Ophelia quipped in her usual cold tone. She kicked Vlad back to keep distance to slow the vampiric drain. Quietly, Ophelia raised her arm again and Vlad could feel her own armour crunching and warping. Ophelia fully intended to crush Vlad to death in her own armour. There was no remorse on Ophelia's face whatsoever. To her, this was all just a waste of time.

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Graves smiled as the ice elemental raised its shield, attempting to block the attacks which Graves had sent its way. Foolish thing. Hearing Gelon yell out behind him, Graves turned and watched the man stumble about blindly, searching for Cubey without any sense of orientation. Glancing towards the strange mutant sitting there stunned, Graves returned his attention to Ridley in time to see the charge beginning. Eyes popped and Graves's mouth fell open as he stood mesmerized by the stampeding elemental.

Almost as if in a dream, Ridley's mace sluggishly crawled through the air. Each fleck of ice glittering as it broke off caught his eye, small particulates normally too minuscule for a human to notice. With a cold fury the mace began to descend, careening towards the frail body Graves inhabited. The pistol dropped from Graves's right hand, power knife flying upwards in his left. Legs tensing underneath him, Graves pushed forward, springing through the air. The mace passed through the space his head had been as Graves's knife-bearing hand shot towards Ridley's core , flipping in an underhand motion to fling the knife into the ice elemental's beating heart. His free hand clenched, pressing down upon the data pad hidden under his cloak.

The mace collided with his hips and Graves slammed to the ground, knocked instantly unconscious, lower body broken as blood began to pool around him. Whispery breaths floated from his mouth, signalling the near end of a life.

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A low sound reverberates through the fight, and directly collides with Ophelia knocking the creature right off her feet. "Now now boys and girls there will be no fighting aboard my ship." Beatrice walks towards the entirety of the group, her deadly sound cannon armed in one hand, the other holding a small nonthreatening power knife. "Holy shit Ridley you don't look to good. Go ahead and take the day off." She walks over to the bloody mess that is graves and sticks a syringe into his heart. "I can't have you die yet." Beatrice takes a shot towards Gelon does not hit him purposefully. "The creature is fine Gelon, get a hold of yourself." The Ishkavi picks up graves and starts to head towards the med bay.

"No one is going to die unless I say so do you understand?" Beatrice says in a very condescending tone.

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Gelon stumbled back as the shot from Beatrice's sound canon "good to know you are here as well" Gelon said and try to remove the shadow blocking his vision "now can you please guide me to cubey, the green...beastman I guess" he said as he couldn't regain his vision

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-Realta Nua-

Vlad fell on her knees and palms, panting and gasping for breath. A moment of silence. She was so sure it was all over. That she was over. She looked up at Beatrice. Perplexed, but thankful. That was so close....

Ridley stood with his back arched, in frozen agony. His previously light blue body had turned stone-like and gray. His red heart was no longer beating. Cracks appear through his body, and soon, he crumbled into dust, as Beatrice carried Graves away.

Vlad, glancing at Ridley, let out a small chuckle at Beatrice's comment. Just then, a bright light above, attracted her attention....


-Nekrim-

Mosa nodded vigorously at Riley's words, clasping his hands together and smiling. He frowned a bit when Riley mentioned she didn't have a family. Mosa stretched his massive arms and stood up, flexing himself. "Hmmmmm. There still plenty of day remaining, why don't we-"

Suddenly, a blinding red in the sky caught their eyes......


-Above-

"Sons and daughters of Stratevaria...... I have waited long. And you have grown complacent. You have forgotten why you left your homes in the first place. And it is time for me...to remind you.

The sky changed. The baby blue was replaced with blood red evil. The crimson skies cover all of Nekrim. The people of Nekrim, a second ago simply enjoying their time, stood up and screamed, running for their lives, trampling over each other. And then they saw it.

...But what WAS it? A part of an old world, decayed and crumbling....falling from the sky, casting a shadow as large as the moon itself. It fell. Too fast, too soon, too large.


-Nekrim-

Immediately, Mosa lunged up, and grabbed Riley like a child grabbing his piggy bank. "WE HAVE TO MAKE IT TO SAFETY!" But Riley could hear it. The vibrations in the air, the rumbling noise it made as it descended. There was no escaping something like that.

Nearby, Clockwork and Ciril rejoined Lekan and Quin. "GUYS!! Run!!!", Clockwork shouted out, terrified too much to think thoroughly. Quin was frozen in place, staring at the massive.....thing...in awe.


-Realta Nua-

The entire ship was bathed in red light - both from the bloodied skies outside and the ship's alarm incessantly shrieking and blaring. Vlad looked around, at the fallen Ophelia, at the kneeling Gelon. She tried to stand, but she immediately fell on her chest. Ophelia had drained much of her strength. There was no escaping. From the ground, she could see the Federation Soldiers guiding people to the escape pods. She scoffed at the pointlessness. This was the end.



-Nekrim-

"My gift upon you...a part of Another World I conquered.... long ago."

An ear shattering....noise. A thud, a boom, a screech? It was impossible to tell. It was so loud. So loud. The piece of the world fell on Nekrim that day, tearing the beach world apart. Countless died immediately. Tidal waves rose and chasms formed. Countless more died after.

Clockwork could only reached out as he saw Ciril being dragged away by the waters and pulverized by falling debris. Unable to move, unable to escape, he could only gaze at the red sky....as a massive rubble fell onto the synthetic.

Quin held Lekan close, as they float over the surface of the shattering moon. They saw millions of people, dragged and drowned by tidal waves, smashed by debris, or -wheter worse or better is up for debate- crushed into nothingness by the piece of the world itself. The Genesior looked at Lekan, eye to eye, and spoke. "Lekan. We must be strong, we must-"

A massive rebar spike appeared out of nowhere, hurled through the air...and it bore through Quin's head, drilling through her temples. Her eyes widened, displaying the most emotion she ever had up to this point, as she continued to look at Lekan, eye to eye. A pure expression, nothing held back, nothing hidden. Glowing green blood hacked through her throat and onto Lekan's forehead. An expression of terror. A single tear rolled down her left eye. Before Lekan could do anything else, a powerful tidal wave struck, separating the two, smashing Lekan onto a merchant's cart, and Quin into the oblivion in the horizon.

Mosa held Riley close as they were struck by the waters, the beastman letting out a defiant battle cry, refusing to die like this, right here. They feel the entire world fighting to destroy them. To destroy everyone. As they were swept away, they could see everything around them - dead or destroyed. Corpses floating on raging waters. Machinery and pieces of buildings no longer in one piece. And far away....the Realta Nua itself had broken in half. "No...no, no....", Mosa whispered between ragged breaths as he swam against the tide.


-The Realta Nua-

The piece of the world had crashed right next to the Realta Nua, and like the beach world it currently inhabited, the ship had broken. The waterproof alarm continued to blare as the two halves of the ship were pushed around by the tide like nothing. The inhabitants inside died quickly; electrocuted by the ship's machinery, thrown off the ship and drowned....their screams overshadowed by everything else around them.

Vlad held on to a piece of the ship, gazing to the watery abyss below her. So many people dead. So many lives destroyed. This was a disaster. A metallic creaking. Vlad turned her head behind her. The other half of the ship. Both halves were about to collide. Vlad sighed, and closed her eyes. She was tired.

Another ungodly loud noise ensued, as the halves of the ship smashed into each other - And Vlad was right between them, alongside many others, she was obliterated into a bloody mess by the spikes and wreckage. Her helmet bounced down the hull of the ship, and into the waters below, to be lost alongside many others, in this day of carnage.

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