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Gregor Cain

"Well, I had a plan until he charged in. Alright, plan B is he's bait."

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a character in “Gundam: Infinity Generation”, as played by Eisenhorn

Description



Personnel Profile: Gregor Scott Cain



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Role/rank: Asymmetrical Warfare Specialist
Home world:(will add worlds in soon. Don't let this stop you from making your character.)
Background: Federation Guerrilla Fighter
Age: 29
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 172lbs
Hair color: Grungy Black
Eye color: Green



Mobile Suit Assessment





Gundam Name: BMS-004 G-Exes Jackedge
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Weapons:
+DODS Rifle IIB:
See the main image, the rifle and bayonet. The weapon is standard issue on the Jackedge, as is the bayonet, and while the entire weapon generally remains in a single part, the bayonet can be separated for use, if the need should arise. When not in use, the rifle can be mounted on the rear armor skirt for stowage. The system that the rifle uses when discharging, the beam discharges spinning in trajectory like a drill, which increases the amount of penetrating power that each individual shot has.

+Beam Saber
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A highly commonplace weapon on most Mobile Suits, the beam saber often see use on most platforms, whether as an addition to melee capabilities, or making up those capabilities in the full. In the case of the Jackedge, they compliment the other melee weapon system carried, which would be the Beam Tomahawk. The weapon kept on the right hip, alongside the beam tomahawk's hilt, when not in use.

+Beam Tomahawk
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A variation of Beam weaponry, and a modified version of the Beam Axe, it carries more overall weight than a beam saber, but lacks the reach that the previously mentioned saber would have. This hilt is also stored on the right hip alongside the beam saber when not in use, allowing the pilot to choose, at a whim, which one would do more good at the time.

+Beam Vulcan
A helmet mounted system, used for the sole purpose of point blank combat and missile interception. The only real difference between other ballistic helmet mounted systems and this one is the use of beam over ballistic.

+Shield
Mounted on the left arm (Pictured above), the Jackedge uses an elongated shield that can use to protect its body from oncoming attacks, both beam and ballistic. Unlike some models of shields that incorporate weapons or other devices into the shield, the one mounted is just a shield, focusing on this purpose, granting it more durability. Of course, the pilot can still just up and bash someone with the shield, if they desired, but its purpose is purely defensive.

Skills:
Flight: 150
With the addition of the Sub-Flight System Wayboard, the Jackedge can maintain flight better than some other suits. However, to keep up with models designed for aerial and void combat, additional components and modifications are called for.

Speed: 150
Being designed for general purpose, default, the model used by Gregor, slightly modified, omitted the missile pods, allowing a slight increase in speed, as the missiles and their compartments did not weigh down the suit at all. Once again, as a general purpose model of design, it would take specialized modifications and upgrades to bring it up to par with other speed orientated suits.

Attack: 400
Gregor had the targeting systems on his Jackedge retrofitted and overhauled, to fully take advantage of the fact that the DODS Rifle IIB could put its unique beam rounds through heavier armor than one would expect of an average rifle. Coupling these targeting and scanning systems with the melee systems utilized, the Jackedge is deadly on the offensive, and even more so thanks to the modifications made to the current unit.

Defense: 300
Having omitted the missile systems and lightening the suit up, the suit was reloaded with additional armor. The Beam Vulcan systems, when used for missile interdiction coupled with the offensive systems, can stop more missiles than one would expect. The elongated shield, omitting anything that would lower its defensive capabilities, and uparmored frame let the suit take much more of a beating than one would expect. If everything goes according to his plans, however, Gregor doesn't expect to take a hit.



Psych Evaluation




Likes: "That feeling you get when a plan goes off without a hitch? Nothing like it, mate."
+ Tactically, and generally, flexible plans
+ The battered, real worlds outside Revelation control
+ Kicking back after a long mission

Dislikes: "Those...folks that just blast into combat, without thought to the odds? Yea, them."
+ Chaos without Cause
+ Blustering idiots that charge around full of bravado
+ Revelation, on general principles.

Favorite whatever: "I'm rather fond of Scotch, as rare as it is."

What makes him different than other characters: Growing up without the resources to conventionally resist against mobile suits, Gregor knows all sorts of nasty tricks for foot soldiers and light vehicles for fighting, both against other unsuited forces and ones in Suits. Skilled in ambush actions, and piloting his suit in general, he has a knack for setting up plans with limited resources, especially when the odds are against him and those he's working with/over/under. He is actually more dangerous on foot, most cases, than he is suited up, having spent more time fighting there than in a suit.

Thoughts on each side:

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Single. taken, or a player: Single
Ideal partner: "We'll see who I meet, I ain't picky." He hasn't put any sort of thought into an ideal partner, considering he spends enough time planning, and fighting, that he really doesn't have time to go scouring bars and clubs for any sort of person that he believes meets any standards he would put in place.

Race: Completely human, with no indicator of any sort of specific origins.

History: Gregor was born into conflict, as both his parents were part of rebel cells that, while completely unaffiliated with the Federation, fully supported them as a governing body. They existed on Revelation fringe worlds, ones that hadn't gotten restored yet, actively fighting any forces that maintained station on these worlds. He grew up an insurgent that he acts like when in combat as an adult. He was eighteen years old when he and the Federation crossed paths at the reclamation site for a BMS-004 G-Exes Jackedge, with the young man having beaten them there and had finished bringing the suit online. Leading the Federation forces, which were on the planet without permission, and had not the weapons to conventionally fight out, he personally led them through guerrilla actions, leading them to safety in Federation space. With no where else to go, he spent more than a decade, to current time, leading special groups into Revelation territory, to raid and harass where they could, and then disappear otherwise until the next strike, general whereabouts only known to the top Federation commanding officers.

Strengths: A skilled tactician and unsuited combatant, a master at anti suit warfare with and without suits.

Weaknesses: Often finds himself following others into chaotic trouble, despite his misgivings and protestations. He also is a bit of a drunk off duty, usually having a flask on his person and having tapped it already for its contents.

The one thing you love most in the world: "A good drink after a job well done."
The one thing you wish was just gone from the world: "Well, patriotism dictates this be Revelation, but in reality, I don't mind most things enough to want them gone for good."

Personal Possessions: Gregor carries a compact rifle alongside a sidearm in the cockpit of his Jackedge, alongside an extended survival kit in case he has his Suit shot out from under him, and usually has a full flask with him at all times.

Mandatory Battle Theme

So begins...

Gregor Cain's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Andrew Clive Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Shuya Toriyama WIP Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Anji Bladewing Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Sonya Rodham Pavlovena Character Portrait: Oka Shishei Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Evangeline Yevel Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka Character Portrait: Haden Migimi
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#, as written by Damioa
Space. Being as vast and black as it was the stars have always lit up the area. However, there was one place where the stars wouldn't reach. Tomier, the Revelation work port and home to many slaves with Federation background. This was a place of sorrow and fear. One person especially had lived 19 of his years in the sorrow of this place. The artificial dome cut all ties to space and only the red light placed at the top of the place shined down on its inhabitants. This place was ran by non other than 4th fleet Captain Glurdleworth, a man who took pride in causing the suffering of many. He was such a foul and disgusting man that not even the current Revelation leader would enjoy his company. He ravaged slave woman and tortured and executed the men who spoke words against him.

"Get over here you scrumptious wench." His snake like voice called to one of the women.
"Please. I don't want to." She said back.

Most of the workers had their backs turned and those who couldn't ignore the act that was taken place etched their eyes secretly over to the Captain. As the woman trembled in fear, it seemed her fate for the night was filled with the company of this snake of a man.

He curled his hair with his finger as he confidently looked at the woman. "Now now. You know what will happen if you disobey me. Come quietly with a nice smile and I might forgive you."

At his words and the sound of machines tinkering back in forth a single sound echoed throughout the warehouse. "Tch."

The Captains calm face exposed his true colors at the sound. "Who was that. Who sucks their teeth at me?"

Out from the workers, one man stepped back with his head down.
"I'm tired of it." He said quietly.

"What was that slave?" The Captains eyes twitched.
"I said. I'M TIRED OF THIS SHIT!!!!" The boy yelled, glaring at the Captain with his red firey eyes.

"You might want to watch your tongue insect." The Captain said grinding his teeth.

"Shut up! I'm tired of you coming here everyday, making the lives of these people who work for you impossible. My own father.... he."

The Captain had enough. At that instant he pulled out his gun ready to fire. "I guess we have to make an example out of you." He hissed. "One less worker wouldn't be any load off of my..." BAM!!!

The thunderous sound wasn't the pull of the trigger but something even more grotesque. Everyone jumped in fear of it. The boy grabbed his chest, thinking he had been shot, but quickly sighed in relief to find he was okay.

"What the hell was that?" The Captain asked one of his guardsmen.
"We seem to have been infiltrated. I've never seen this type of enemy before, but there seems to be many of them. What are your orders sir?"

Glurdleworth bit his thumb.
Damn. Out of all the places for something like this to happen.
"Have all personnel on standby for defensive action. I want every suitor to get in their Mobile suits and ready them selves for combat."
"Sir." The man saluted and left on his way.
Looking back at the boy, the man put his gun back in its holster. "You're safe for now, but when this little disturbance is handled, I'll see to it myself that you are punished.

[hr] [/hr]

Charles Tenworth (Npc) formed the Federation rebel squadron only fifty some odd years ago. As he was now an old man he was too battered by his time in the front lines to pilot a mobile suit and lead his men in battle. However, he had full faith in Evangeline Yevel to lead his men to victory. Although their team was small. He knew they could handle the easy task of freeing the people of Tomeir. He and his fallen comrades had found the Gundams in the past and used them to make small differences in the Revelation slave areas. They succeeded every time, but he knew the day would come when the Revelation caught wind of their actions. When that happened, he only feared the war it would bring.
[Hr] [/Hr]

Shuya Toriyama, a new pilot to the Revelation forces had been placed in the fourth company, section 7, of the Revelation fleet along with his long term girlfriend Oka. The two of them sat with the rest of the fleet members in front of Captain Sonya Rodham Pavlovena, to get her brief on the tasks they were suppose to carry out and their responsiblities while apart of her ship.
Shuya stood firmly like a good soldier as Oka squirmed next to him. "Hey. Can you stop moving while we're in the Captains presence?" He whispered trying not to get noticed.
"I can't." Oka replied. "I came straight here after waking up. I don't know why we all have to be here. I gotta pee."
Shuya gave a rough sigh. "We have to give respect to her. We're new. We can't ruin first impressions." He stared at the woman who was to command them.

Man she looks scary. I hope she doesn't yell at us. Or worse.

[Hr] [/Hr]

(OOC: Revelation team can post but they must be present at the captains speech. As for the Federation Team, they are attacking Tomeir to free the slaves. Revelation team is currently on earth so they aren't part of the attack. As for the mercenary's, you few are free to post whatever you want. Have fun and welcome to the Gundam RP. Also, one last thing. Post should be no less than 500 words.)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Anji Bladewing Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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((=.= Code... would you be so kind as to change your post so that almost everyone celebrated? Andros is not the kind of person who would enjoy anything related to war, nor does he drink. He's not exactly a social person.))


Umiko went about her usual route of repairing the Gundams, enduring the harsh words from the people around her that ridiculed her for her talks of the former Orb Union and how peace can never come through mere force. Among other things, she was considered naïve, especially by the men who held her hostage. At least, she was not the target for more... unpleasant circumstances. She heard rumors of how Tomier's captain frequently used slaves for his sexual appetites. Why she was never a vbictim of such was beyond her, except for the possibility that because of her being half Coordinator, the molester feared some sort of backlash that would wind up with him dead in seconds. Who could blame that Natural? Just look at what happened in the Bloody Valentine Wars; there lies an example of how a Coordinator can overpower a multitude of Naturals at any given time in a battle.

This day, however, she realized something was up. Hearing from the people how one of Revelation's elite pilots faced a Federation ace whom pilots the Strike Freedom II, formerly known as the Strike Freedom. At first, she could not believe it. How could someone have managed to put that machine back together after it was deconstructed centuries ago? But then, it hit her: those parts were always under the possession of the Yamato-Clyne family, handed down from generation to generation. Could it be possible the pilot of that thing was one of her distant cousins? She was a direct descendant of Cagalli Yula Athha, after all. To make matters worse, she heard the strike team which contained the Strike Freedom II was possibly on its way to the base.

She did not want whomever her distant cousin was to die, so she stopped what she was doing and sprinted towards the Akatsuki, the mobile suit that was pivotal in defending Orb when ZAFT attacked during the Second Bloody Valentine War. The personnel present, naturally, shot at her, yet due to her extra speed and agility which typically came with being even a Half-Coordinator, not one lethal shot hit. The ones that did left her with nasty scars on her arms and shoulders, but nothing too major. At last, she made it to the Gundam that has been a part of her family for centuries.

She only knew how to handle the machine because her relatives would give her piloting lessons in it, in case she were ever drafted. activating the Akatsuki, she managed to get it in working order so that she could at least move it. Other machines activated, as well, in response. Two of them. Both shot their beam rifles at her, yet only succeeded in destroying some of their own Gundams by accident via the armor on the Akatsuki making the beams deflect off of it.

From the speakers, she told everyone in the hanger, "Sorry, guys, but family comes first! Whomever my distant cousin is in one of those Mobile Suits out there, I don't want him to die!"

With that, she flew off and into space. More Gundams attacked, yet the results were similar from last time. Three of them had their own beams hit them, causing an explosive spectacle. Umiko brought out the double-bladed beam saber, plus the shield, prior to engaging her new enemies. Most were just ordinary Naturals, hardly a challenge for her. Still, there were those few who gave her a challenge. Those were the ones which she held off with her expertise in melee.

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Andros was hardly enjoying the party, just sitting back and reading while the others drank and arm wrestled. These Naturals are pretty weird. Granted, the young Coordinator had nothing against Naturals, yet he did not exactly grow up around such people during his time in the PLANTs. Everyone in his home colony was either a Coordinator by genetic alteration during the pre-birth phases, or Coordinators that were descendants of such. A Natural was a rare sight at home. While everyone else partied, he merely continued to read and made note of the person in question being new to the whole scenario.

He only turned his eyes away from the book he had when mention of Tomier was heard. Walking up to hear about the scenario, he shook his head at the thought of the whole team being professionals. "Don't get cocky, fellas. We..." Before he could say anything else, the open channel signaled a verbal fight along with gunshots. Not very disciplined, are they? Speaking his mind on the lack of discipline would have to wait. He got inside the Strike Freedom II quickly then launched, keeping his pace to where he was with everyone else.

Andros was the first to notice something wrong about the enemy mobile suits. "Looks like there's already some heavy fighting, yet it seems to be coming from very close tot he base. It's almost as if someone from the inside started the commotion among them. Adjusting cameras for a better view." What he witnessed next made him widened his eyes. "No wonder there's so much action in front of us! The Mobile Suit the others out there are attacking is the Akatsuki!" Bringing his cameras back to their standard position, his eyes turned diluted, a sign that he was in SEED mode (this enhances his abilities significantly; the exact percentage, stat-wise, is yet to be determined), while he stated,"Group Alpha, to me! Provide covering fire and try to clear a path for the rest of the team!"

After the command, he used the computers to set the multiple targets for his rifles and spikes/funnels (still attached to his Gundam's wings) to shoot at. Surely enough, they all hit and disabled the incoming mobile suits, miraculously not killing the pilots inside. Andros hated killing, reserving that only as a last resolve. Now that he had the enemy's attention, it would hopefully take most of the load off of the pilot of the Akatsuki. Speaking of whom, Andros attempted to get a signal through to the person.

"Pilot of the Akatsuki, this is Andros Yamato-Clyne, pilot of the Strike Freedom II! Please, identify yourself!"
The answer came from a feminine voice. "I am Umiko Marie Athha! I'm piloting this mobile suit because I figured you might need some help!"
"How did you end up there?"
"I was a slave working on the machines. I made my escape with this to come find you and keep from away from death, cousin!"


Andros could barely believe it. He realized the Athhas were his distant cousins, yet it was still unbelievable. How could someone, or even something, from Orb have possibly been captured? Revelation was defeated before they could even enter the Earth's atmosphere; he saw the whole thing. Whatever the case, it did not matter. All that mattered was he had to protect her while completing his task. Careful not to hit Umiko, Andros launched his Gundam's funnels/spikes away to have them close in on the intended targets before blasting away at the enemy's weapons and limbs, disabling more hostile mobile suits, thus enabling Umiko to make her way to the team and support them with her melee skills, plus the armor which lasers bounce off of.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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Gregor Cain was not part of the main assault force moving in on this slave pen, nor was he privy to the party at all that occurred before hand, having deployed well in advance of the other members, having recon to take care of before hand, having also supplied the necessary information to the assault forces. He would not be joining the attack right out either, he had another task that he had been given, and that took precedence over what was occurring currently, despite the fact that it was necessary to free the slaves, might get them additional recruits and forces. But the defending forces still had to be broken, and the best way of doing that? Target the commanding officer.

Previous intelligence and recon marked this as one Captain Glurdleworth, a rather ugly and disgusting example of the human race. It would prove worthwhile to actually kill this fellow, for a variety of reasons, and on general principles overall, rather than attempt to capture him for any information he might have. His suit was powered currently, and he was scanning the fighting currently, watching calmly as the fighting was kicking off. A suit broke away from the base, under fire from the other Revelation suits, which was odd, and he raised his rifle, aiming at the situation before him, hidden away under his Jackedge's stealth systems. Once he committed to the fight and engaged, he would be revealed, but until then, he was relatively safe.

Gregor decided that the flying suit could use some aid, of some sort, despite the Strike Freedom II having started firing on the forces going after the besieged suit. He zeroed in the targeting systems, and started firing, the DODS Rifle firing its signature spiraling beams, aiming to kill rather than disable. He respected the ability for the SFII, as he called it for short, to be able to easily disable the suits, but he had no such ability to do so, so he shot to kill. He couldn't waste much time here, he had a target to go after. But it was simple enough to pick off the suits that were not expecting the sudden firing from another angle completely that would imply that there was another flank attack completely. It was only him, granted, but it was a viable method, split their attempts to defend, leave them less able to actually defend them easily against either force. But no, he would not simply content himself to pick away at the enemy defenders, he had a target to eliminate, whether this Captain managed to actually get to a suit or not.

Before he moved, out of necessity, Gregor aimed carefully, picking off another suit that was assaulting the Akatsuki, considering it needed the most aid currently out of the fighting forces. Until his target showed up, he would continue to provide fire support. He hadn't tried to hail anyone, as he had no reason to, and kept an active vigil, firing off a steady stream of rounds from his rifle, relocating from point to point, providing cover fire with his beam rifle, not actively charging into the combat yet, just firing shots from a good distance away, acting as much a sniper than just a part of the assault team.

He was going through the motions so far, the assaulting forces creating a much more pressing concern than a lone Suit disappearing and reappearing, firing off several shots before vanishing under its stealth systems, appearing at another unrelated position, firing again and vanishing, all for the task of either drawing out the Captain in his Suit to bring him down, or simply breach the compound itself alongside the assault forces when the time came, covering for the undisciplined violence before the mission, where the team had attacked each other briefly.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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Thanks to assistance from Gregor Cain, Umiko manage to break through the Revelation forces and make it to Andros' side. Unfortunately, she was followed. Andros saw the incoming suit and fired his beam rifle at it, yet the enemy suit somehow evaded it. The suit was piloted by non other than Glurdleworth, and he was coming after Umiko! She managed to block the incoming blade with the Akatsuki's double-bladed beam saber.

Tomier's Captain was furious when he spoke, which everyone, Revelation or Federation, could here on the radio. "You managed to be more trouble than I expected, you bitch! You and that golden mobile suit!"

Umiko was no less furious. "Your failed perverted advances and your relentless slaughtering of innocents were more troublesome than that, Glurdleworth! And this golden mobile suit, is the Akatsuki, which my direct ancestor, Cagalli Yula Athha, piloted when repelling the ZAFT Invasion upon the Orb union during the Second Bloody Valentine War, at the time of the Cosmic Era! And I'm using it..." Her hazel eyes turned diluted as she went into SEED mode. "...to keep you from murdering my cousin!"

Upon entering SEED mode and saying her piece, her abilities were enhanced significantly, allowing her beam saber to break the lock and force the Revelation Captain's suit backwards, even more so when Umiko rammed the Akatsuki's shield at his machine, breaking the left arm off of it. Her lunge with her saber would have hit, were it not for Glurdleworth's evasive maneuvers just barely being on time. He managed to get away from Umiko, but he was unwittingly flying in the direction of Gregor Cain.

Andros contacted Gregor on the Federation channel."Tomier's Captain is all yours, Gregor! Umiko managed to force him in your direction!" turning to Owen, he said, "Owen, stay by Umiko's side and make sure nobody else gets near her for an attack! I'm going in to look for the Extreme pilot! He's been giving us trouble, lately! and he may be here!"

Even with finally breaching the base and heading inside, disabling more suits with his beam rifle while the funnels were attached, there was no sign of him anywhere. Come on... you've got to be here, somewhere... you can't be on Earth, where the Federation is strongest... it would be suicide...

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha
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"Owen, stay by Umiko's side and make sure nobody else gets near her for an attack! I'm going in to look for the Extreme pilot! He's been giving us trouble, lately! and he may be here!"

"O-Okay!" Owen immediately moved his Gundam to the front of Akatsuki, swinging his rifle around, preparing for whatever attack might come to them. Zake matched the pilot's Gundam's movements and stopped at the opposite side of the Akatsuki. "I'll give you a backup in case you screw up. Your first mission and you're entrusted with guarding someone. You got some rotten luck there, bro." Zake laughed at Owen, who was busy trying to locate any weird movements from the building or maybe even from somewhere else.

"This will probably make me more famous in the Federation." Owen replied, still aiming his rifle around. "Dude, don't be so tense! We're probably safe for now thanks to Mr. Gregor Cain back there. He probably wiped out the mobile suits that have deployed. Even if they had pilots, Strike would have probably dealt with that in the Tomier." Zake's Gundam slowly put down his rifle, confirming that there were no suits other than theirs and the suit that the Akatsuki had forced to move towards where Gregor Cain was.

"You won't believe me if I said that things never went your way." Owen begged to differ. His rifle was still up, aiming every possible places where mobiles suits might appear. Zake turned to the Akatsuki, putting up the open channel. "Is this the pilot of the Akatsuki, the Gundam which was once piloted by Cagalli Yula Athha? My name is Zake Holl, I am the pilot of the Gundam, Titanium. The other tensed Gundam there is Zexon and his pilot, Owen Kazuya. We're here to provide you defense on the request of Andros Yamoto-Clyne."

Zake took the chance to introduce himself, whereas Owen stayed silent. Owen never dealt well with people inside his mobile suit, but outside of one, he can literally talk to anyone at all. Whether it be a criminal or a warmonger, he is able to converse with them on a level where they at least approve of each other. Things were going well for a moment, but like Owen had predicted, enemies appeared. A squad of seven approached them, firing beams at their location.

The Akatsuki did well on deflecting their lasers, however, this time, the squad was fairly different from the usual beam rifles. One of the laser went right through the shield and hit directly at the Akatsuki's right arm. It only scratched a little bit, but the fact that they were firing more than what Akatsuki can handle was trouble. Zexon quickly moved in front and activated it's GN shield. It managed to deflect some attack, but amount of random lasers was too much for even Zexon to handle. "Zake, we got a problem. We'll need the Akatsuki to move on. Their suits were using GN particles, and Akatsuki's shield isn't capable of blocking them.

Zake waited for a moment before nodding. He trusted the purple haired pilot's words and pulled out his rifle. "Alright. I'll leave this to you, Owen. Don't die on me now!" Firing a few shots, Zake turned and moved forward, begging the Akatsuki pilot to follow him. "Let's go. We need to reach the others. Owen's still new at this but he can defend himself. Don't let the newbie's hard work go to waste."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha Character Portrait: Ryuukasu Shinozuka
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Upon returning to the Yellow King, Stride parked H.P. in its proper place and jumped out of the cockpit, his boots thumping hard against the metal floors. As he walked to his pilot seat, grabbing his longcoat along the way, he heard a clunk, signaling yet another piece dropping from somewhere he probably wouldn't find. He walked over to the engine room and opened the door, hearing a whisper as he did so and remembering the last exorcist he had called here. Poor guy went mad, kept saying there was no such thing as a ghost. Stride then placed two fingers to his lips, whistled, and heard a soft rustling noise as Honeybunches, his sugar baby that he found crawling around in Yellow King when he'd salvaged it, crawled up his pants leg and jumped into his pocket, snuggling at the warmth from Stride's body. Stride smiled, took a look at the mess that was the engine, and then cracked his knuckles, getting to work on fixing up the old hunk of scrap to usable conditions again.

Five hours later, it was as good as an engine that had probably seen what a supernova looked like from the inside could get. Wiping the sweat off of his brow, Stride and Honeybunches went back to the engine room, where Stride placed the little guy on what a mini-pilot seat. Honeybunches then grabbed the little flange of metal and fabric that Stride had fashioned into a seat belt and clicked it in. It took Stride two years to teach him that. Until then, there was always a little ball of fur bouncing around while in flight, and as cute as that was, had ultimately resulted in the poor thing breaking a rib. With both of them securely tied down, Stride hit the power, and slowly lifted off into the air, Yellow King's metal grumbling in disrespect and protest against any form of physics.

As Stride flew the ship off to his main mechanic's shop for the upgrades, he came across a Revel/rebel skirmish on a shuttle halfway through his flight. Not one to waste a good fight, he aimed his beam cannon at one of the smaller ones and fired, taking out a relatively minor Mobile Suit. The more dangerous looking Gundams he made sure to avoid with the laser, due to the fact that it would probably only scratch them, if that. However, so as to not be COMPLETELY defenseless, he also armed the EMP mines, which had been the best his mind could design. Each mine on its own could fry a Gundam's circuits with ease if they got within range, and unlike most machines, Yellow King had a tendency to not break in any way until he touched down. He then unbuckled himself and Honeybunches, ran to the loading bay, jumped into H.P., and dropped from the bay and fired up his lance, landing on another Mobile Suit.

"HEY REVELATION!" Stride shouted over the airwaves, Honeybunches standing triumphantly on his shoulder for all to see, "HELL OF A PARTY YOU GOT GOING HERE! I ALMOST FELT OBLIGATED TO CRASH IT!" With that, he disappeared again, reappearing on the other side of several Mobile Suits, lance in hand and ablaze with energy. As he cut the propulsion, the Mobiles in a straight path behind him simply fell apart, sliced cleanly in half. "HOPE YOU DON'T MIND MY CUTTING IN! BUT BAD PUNS ASIDE, ANYONE WHO ISN'T REVELATION SPEAK NOW, OR FOREVER REST IN PIECES!" he yelled again, pointing his lance into the air.

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha
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((Thunder, Tomier is a space station, not a planet.))

Umiko lifted the Akatsuki's shield, only to have a GN beam go right through it and hit her mobile suit. Something was not right: The Akatsuki was able to survive a shot from a battleship when Mu La Flaga piloted it, once. Were GN particles truly that powerful? She almost did not catch Zake's words while she pondered the question. Following him, she made sure she was not followed, this time.

Meanwhile, Andros could not find the Extreme pilot anywhere. Where could he be? It was odd that the person's mobile was nowhere in sight. He decided instead to keep enemy Gundams inside from coming out. Andros used both his beam rifles to make the task easier. Gregor could handle the station's captain.

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Captain Glurdleworth NPC Character Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha
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Gregor had not been quick to engage the apparently fleeing Captain, the actions had matched the profile he had for the man, but that meant nothing in the short term here. He had to deal with him, regardless of the shifting battlefield situation. He would have to assume that the others could handle themselves, which wasn't too much of a stretch. They were competent in their own manners, and the Akatsuki suit had made it back in one piece. Well, mostly, from observed events, but it was nothing that couldn't be fixed, no doubt. The newcomer was also acting rather flamboyantly and rashly, but it gave him the distraction that was needed from the suits that had tried to move to defend their fleeing Captain. He responded to the man's deceleration, doubting he would have the ability to read the IFF systems that were in place for some Federation suits. "G-Exes Jackedge, Federation. Do be so kind and not point the lance my way." Rather than his name or rank, he used his suit model as a form of identification, it was viable as the model was distinct from the others.

With the Captain's guard distracted, it would be easy to hunt down his wounded suit, and cut this mad dog's life short. On the Federation commline, which he kept open for the sake of keeping up with orders and whatnot, he warned the lot of his intent. "Engaging their captain, let's see if this shakes up their organization at all." With that, he engaged the suit's boosters, shooting out of stealth, rifle firing in the direction of the Captain, aiming to suppress rather than kill. The man was no doubt cursing and ranting, as he had at the pilot of the Akatsuki, but he had deliberately blocked out that public comm channel he had broadcasted on, but not all of them so he had caught what the lancer had to say. But enough idle thoughts, it was time to enter a most familiar dance.

Captain Glurdleworth had acted as predicted, entering an evasive pattern to avoid getting hit with the beam rounds, but that slowed him down just enough. Rifle already locked onto the suits rear storage location, Gregor chopped downwards with a Beam tomahawk, the hostile Captain moving out of the way, cleaving at the Jackedge before him. Firing the thrusters to duck the attack, he slammed the tomahawk into one of the hostile suit's legs, destroying the link outright and carrying through, severely damaging the second leg. A downward swipe was deflected alongside his shield, and he cleaved upwards, taking the saber arm off at where the elbow joint was located, sending it spiraling away.

Another swing jammed the tomahawk's beam edge into the chest of the suit, keeping the man from ejecting and trying to survive that way. Producing the beam saber of his, he ignored the indicator that the man was trying to contact him. Try to beg for his survival, surrender, or some such nonsense. Gregor would not be having any of it, instead driving the Beam Saber straight into the cockpit, instantly killing off the disgrace of a man, and he retrieved his tomahawk before boosting away from the dead captain's suit, more to avoid the retaliation from the oncoming suits that broke off to try and stop him from killing their captain.

Producing his own rifle and returning fire at the oncoming hostiles, he knew full well he wasn't going to shake them, not having ever put the necessary work into making his suit capable of high speed, high flight maneuverability. Firing at the oncoming suits, he would still kill one or two, but he was making a beeline back for friendly Federation forces, having finished the job that required him to be off on his own. "Get some covering fire, if you folks would be so kind?" He had noted Andros had entered the station, and many less hostiles were coming out. Stemming the tide, probably, and he angled that way, to breach the station and help out there, trusting the outside forces to clean up, and cover him in the process.

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Character Portrait: Gregor Cain Character Portrait: Stride Walker Character Portrait: Andros Yamato-Clyne Character Portrait: Camilla Bonnaire Character Portrait: Owen Kazuya Character Portrait: Umiko Athha
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Andros heard Stride and the somewhat insane words coming from him while he was storming the space station. Judging from the tone of voice, the man was not kidding in his request. As such, he felt it important to let him know he is a Federation comrade. "Andros Yamato-Clyne, Strike Freedom II. I am inside Tomier with the pilot of the Jackedge. We are taking on the Revelation suits, and I am personally looking for one enemy pilot in particular. Haven't found him yet, but once I do, I intend to capture him alive. And please, don't destroy any mobile suits that already are incapable of fighting." Another disabling shot at another Revelation suit, and he turned his attention to Gregor. "Gregor, I'm not that great with melee, so I may need help if I end up crossing blades with somebody."

As if on cue, one of the enemy suits charged forward to try to stab the Strike Freedom II, Andros responding by having the SFII pull out the beam saber to block. While he was able to hold the foe off, it was as he said: his skill in melee was not like that of ranged. As such, he only knew basic moves. He could barely keep from being sliced as it was. During the saber lock, he decided to kick the enemy away, which forcing foes away was the most he could do, not at all useful for confronting a persistent pilot.

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Umiko made it to the squadrons of the Federation, yet she saw that Owen had difficulty fighting off the mobile suits that were on him. Thankfully, her help was not needed, since he personally dealt with them. Then, she remembered that Stride wanted to know who is friendly, so she let him know through the open channel. "Umiko Athha, piloting the Akatsuki. My cousin, Andros Yamato-Clyne, is piloting the Strike Freedom II and is inside the base engaging Revelation pilots."

After saying what she had to, she caught a glimpse of one of the few remaining cannons on aimed at the group. She knew if it were to hit the others, there would be heavy casualties. The person she worried for most in this situation, however, was Owen, whom was ahead of everyone.

"Owen! Look out!" She flew the Akatsuki in front of the Zexio right on time to take the hit, the beam splitting in different directions, yet did not hit anyone else. Though the armor was not harmed by the beam, she struggled to keep the Akatsuki from moving backwards. With the beam gone, the cannon seemed to have detonated itself. No further shots ftrom the base came, which possibly meant the cannons and turrets were disabled. She panted heavily while using the Akatsuki to grab Owen's mobile suit by the wrist and pull him towards everyone else. There was no immediate danger, for the moment. "You okay?"

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Stride smiled at the first two speaking over the airwaves, and was about to go ballistic when he heard the guy named Andros speak. On a different channel. And was confirmed by Akatsuki's pilot. This was when he got his big idea, and dropped all other radio channels, firing up a single person-to-person channel with Andros.
"Heaven Piercer reporting, quick question. Is the pilot of the Jackedge with you because his Gundam was hijacked? Because I just got a call from a pilot of said Jackedge. Feel free to elaborate. Til then, screw your limitations, Imma hunt me some Revelation scum!"
Firing up his lance, Stride blasted through the rank and file Mobile Suits of the Revelation, not caring if the resultant damage killed or not. His lance's energy propulsion system was very efficient, and capable of reabsorbing energy it had dispersed in one way or another, meaning as long as there was combat, there would be propulsion to use. So, sensible pilot he was, he spammed the f*ck out of it, using it to maneuver in ways most pilots weren't going to be used to seeing. Then he started up a second radio link with "Jackedge", and made note that he used a different radio channel than Andros, so that neither pilot would know he was talking to the other.
"Jackedge, this is Heaven Piercer, report status, I'm detecting several Mobile Suits in your area with Revelation radio channels." He failed, of course, to mention that "Jackedge" himself was on that list.

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Stride smiled at the first two speaking over the airwaves, and was about to go ballistic when he heard the guy named Andros speak. On a different channel. And was confirmed by Akatsuki's pilot. This was when he got his big idea, and dropped all other radio channels, firing up a single person-to-person channel with Andros.
"Heaven Piercer reporting, quick question. Is the pilot of the Jackedge with you because his Gundam was hijacked? Because I just got a call from a pilot of said Jackedge. Feel free to elaborate. Til then, screw your limitations, Imma hunt me some Revelation scum!"
Firing up his lance, Stride blasted through the rank and file Mobile Suits of the Revelation, not caring if the resultant damage killed or not. His lance's energy propulsion system was very efficient, and capable of reabsorbing energy it had dispersed in one way or another, meaning as long as there was combat, there would be propulsion to use. So, sensible pilot he was, he spammed the f*ck out of it, using it to maneuver in ways most pilots weren't going to be used to seeing. Then he started up a second radio link with "Jackedge", and made note that he used a different radio channel than Andros, so that neither pilot would know he was talking to the other.
"Jackedge, this is Heaven Piercer, report status, I'm detecting several Mobile Suits in your area with Revelation radio channels." He failed, of course, to mention that "Jackedge" himself was on that list.

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Gregor smirked as he entered the base, spotting a suit charging Andros and he got the comm message from the man. stating his preference of ranged combat, but before he could actually respond an enemy actually charged the Strike Freedom, and he couldn't but a beam through it just yet. When it was kicked away, however, he dove forward in the Jackedge, shield blocking the attempted saber blow to stop his approach. He rammed the bayonet right into where the cockpit of the suit should have been, firing a point blank beam as he slammed the suit downwards, withdrawing the rifle and placing it onto his back armor. Deciding to cover Andros from melee foes, he activated the beam tomahawk, shield prepared in front of him as well. Any foe that might charge would have to contend from ranged attacks from the Strike Freedom II, and if they closed the gap, he would be waiting with the beam tomahawk. He wasn't a dedicated melee suit, but he was far more comfortable with the scenario than others might be. "I'll keep the hounds at bay, Andros, lets move."

The comm message from the merc made him chuckle, and he responded easily to the man, not concerned with how someone might jump to traitorous conclusions. "When able, I tap the Revelation communications for interesting information, and feed some disinformation when the opportunity arises. It's par for the course when it comes to warfare." Such occurrences were nothing new or shocking, hence his lack of concern with explaining the comm channels that he knew were not as well hidden as one would expect. Seeing a myriad of comm networks would surprise both sides standard forces, and unless either knew who he was and what his job was, it would give him time to act.