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Kyle Scipio

"And, that's how you draw them in!"

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a character in “Mech Unit Warfare”, as played by ZacharyTC

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Name: Kyle Scipio
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 5'5"

Appearance: Kyle tends to wear his brown uniform (a darker shade of brown that Metargo soldiers and sailors of the lowest ranks wear) out of protocol when off the battlefield, revealing his chest so to attract the ladies (even with the number of times it fails). He will even wear a hat and armguards which are not mentioned in the dress code. The main reason he gets away with it is because of his skills in combat. Were he not such a valuable asset, he would have been discharged already. If not in his uniform, he can be seen in a plain T-shirt and bleached jeans. As for his features, Kyle has silvery gray hair. Why, he will only say to his close friends, but those that are told (or have seen) the reason know it was a strange result of a nuclear meltdown. Before that, his hair was as brown as his eyes. His skin is somewhat pale, since he grew up in the same town Aaron did. His three scars on one of his cheeks are testimony to his skill in melee with knives both on foot and in his mech.

Role: Navy Pilot of the Lion Team
Rank (currently): Private

Fighting Style (applies to military personnel): Kyle is one of those people who pilots his mech in a mix of ranges, Sniper Rifle, SMG, and knives handy. He is one to think on his toes and adapt to the situation, using his sniper rifle when he has to keep his distance, his SMG when he should be closer to the scene, but not dangerously close, and his knives for when he decides to engage in melee.

Strengths: Kyle is an adaptable pilot and does exceptionally well with knives, his preferred melee weapons. His reflexes allow him to react before his opponents can do anything about it. Kyle also knows how to turn an enemy's strength against them, should the situation call for it. One of his specialties is providing a distraction to draw opponents away from his teammates before picking them off while combining stealth and accuracy.

Weaknesses: In order to obtain the proper speed for his mech to function in his style, he needed the mechanics to apply a lighter alloy than the usual Metargo mech, meaning he cannot take as many hits as others. As such, he needs to be careful not to be hit so often. Deprive him of room to move around, and his chances of survival are lowered significantly.

Personality: Kyle has his moments where he actually says something worth hearing, though he is often thinking in the gutter in a number of scenarios, including when something could be construed in different ways. Despite his perverted side, he does care about people, which will most likely outway the urge for a certain something (you know what it is). On an even more comedic side, Kyle does have a tendency to cause mischief. Do not let any of this mislead you: once a battle starts, he is all business, thus ought to be taken seriously. He does not stand to see innocents winding up harmed, which is why you will not see him being in any way comical during those moments with him around.

History: Most people do not know about his life before becoming a soldier, and he prefers to keep it that way. Those that know him well enough find out he grew up on the streets as a teenager when his parents died during a nuclear meltdown in his hometown. He was one of few survivors of the resulting explosion. His sister died later on to an illness caused by the same meltdown, despite his efforts to be able to afford the treatment for her. In order to hide his grief at the loss of most everyone he held dear in his heart, he resorted to vice, such as alcohol, gambling, even the occasional night in bed with a girl he barely knew (it does not take a genius to know what happened on those occasions). Because of life on the streets, Kyle gained street smarts he used for survival and mischief.

He was finally arrested by the authorities for attempted murder while he, with switch-blade knife in hand, was standing up to a bunch of hoodlums looking to rape a girl on her way to her first day in high school. The police were impressed by his brave actions that kept the girl in question from becoming a victim, thus they let him go with a warning that time, and the offer of signing him up for the prestigious Lion Team, the elite among elite of mech unit pilots within the Metargo Military. Kyle did not expect to be offered something that great. It just seemed too good to be true. Of course, his desire for a better life outweighed his initial suspicions and the rest is history. Aaron Lextu, however, wishes he does not have to deal with this pervert who ignores one too many military codes.


Nationality (Benjlakki or Metargo): Metargo

So begins...

Kyle Scipio's Story

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Karen Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi
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The entire shoreline of the Gatwashiim Peninsula, including the evacuated urban areas, has been preoccupied with naval combat and amphibious assault for a solid three hours since 0630 hours in that area's time. (0630 hours is equivalent to 6:30 AM.) the attacking Metargo forces have not let up at all, putting deep pressure on the defensive forces present. mechs and infantry alike storm the beach in an attempt to soften up land resistance to allow an opening further inland. So far, the Benjlakki garrisons present have been able to hold up, though the ultimate decider would lay with the ongoing fight between the 101st Naval Fleet on the Benjlakki side and the 96th Royal Fleet on the Metargo side. Should the defensive along this coastline succeed, Metargo would have to find a way around the garrisons there.

The intensively trained, newly formed Brown Wing Team was en route to the BRNS Seraphim as part of an assignment to the 101st fleet under the command of Rear Admiral Lionel and Captain Leopold. Once they were on board, they were introduced to the mechs they would be using, including the new prototypes: the A3B-7 Eagles, rumored to be the fastest mechs in the Benjlakki arsenal, yet.

Zechariah got inside his Eagle, in jet fighter mode, and waited for orders from his team's commanding officer to move out. Benjamin noticed his little brother not behaving as he usually would, which was more child-like and mischievous. Ben knew why, however: it was because that had no place in the Navy. Zechariah himself knew he would not walk out of this war while still his old self. The first time someone steps into the battlefield, it changes them forever.

At last, the order was given: they were to set out to fly above the battle in case the radars jammed and surveilence was needed. This also worked as a way to get in on the action knowing what is going on. Brown Wing Team launched and went up an altitude to where much of the scene could be witnessed from above, waiting to intercept whomever posed a serious threat to the fleet. So far, it was a stalemate, with neither one downing a ship from the other. It was a testament to how balanced out the two fleets were. The navies on both sides considered them the fleets that would determine which direction the war would go.

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Meanwhile, on board the MRNS Titan, Lion Team just received prototypes of their own, called the RL-5 Falcons. Their mission was to make a hole in the opposing fleet's lines in order to enable a bombardment. Aaron and the rest of Lion Team available got in their mechs, most of them in Falcons, personally outfitted by the Titan's personnel with the armaments ahead of time, waiting for the correct moment.

Aaron spoke first. "With Corporal Barnett recovering from surgery in med bay on this ship, we're going to have to rely on our own heads even more, boys."

One of the Lions asked the sergeant, "Why did she need surgery, exactly?"

Kyle, as much as he knew what was going on, did not want others to know as it was private, so he answered in Aaron's place. "All you need to know is that she is, George. Now, focus on the task at hand. You heard Lextu's orders: do not launch until the smoke is released. If we waste time on chatter, we will miss our chance to go."

Aaron nodded. " Fore, don't forget that you follow my orders! Going off doing your own thing is a sure way of dying in battle! And, Howe, once the signal comes, we'll see what you can do besides walk around in fancy attire! Your taskforce in the Lion Team is relying on you to give orders when necessary, so no indecisiveness! The enemy won't be hesitating, at all! Got it?" While waiting for the smoke, he thought to himself, I swear, why do they let brats get the rank of corporal without knowing what the hell to expect by working their way up?

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Saul Metargo entered the bridge of the ship Zane was in to observe what was going on. He already knew there was no side of the battle had a clear upper hand, meaning he could only hope something would happen. As much as he felt he must fight in order to avoid chaos in his country, there was this silent hope that Prime Minister Lopez would change his mind and call for Parliament to approve a cease-fire attempt. Such hopes were shadowed by the reality before him, however. Even if his country were to attempt negotiations, there was no guarantee Benjlakk would do the same, given its history of relentlessness towards their previous attackers from before the invasion.

"Admiral Preston, I certainly hope this war will end soon. I see no point in fighting, to begin with. There is also another reason: Though we have strength, I fear we may have bitten off more than we can chew." His head lowered some before he added, "Regardless, we will press on." Looking up again, he said to Zane, "With any success, the Leo Vermilions we sent out, in addition to the Lion Team standing by on the Titan for the right moment, will bring forth a breakthrough along this shore."

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At the beach, wave after wave of Metargo troops made their amphibious assault, each time weakening the local garrison's resistance. It was still considerably strong, yet it was unclear how much longer the army troops there could withstand the attack. The entire shore was filled with troops, defenses, explosions, rubble, fire, and the bodies of men in gray, black, or dark brown uniforms littering it. (Metargo uniforms often had gray, black, or dark brown as the main colors, with their nation's flag's colors as an accent.) Bullets and laser beams sprayed onto the oncoming troops as the advanced towards the Benjlakki positions. The Benjlakki soldiers in green or khaki camouflage uniforms (both standard for the Benjlakki Republic Army) were giving it their all on the defensive, taking casualties as they did so.

In one of the bunkers, a stressed-out Lieutenant kept asking questions about the situation. Of note was the following exchange between the Lieutenant and a Corporal:

"Damn it! Those incoming transports are only used to carry Leo Vermillion mechs! Where the hell are those Navy pilots meant to operate our Praetorians downstairs!?"

"No response, sir! I'm getting nothing but gunfights on the radio!"

"Whatever happened to the cameras!?"

"Inoperable! We can't get a visual on the pilots' staus!"

"Is there anyone up here who can pilot one of those things!?"

"Private 1st Class Vance has had training on one during military school, Lieutenant!"

"You mean to tell me he's the only one!?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Great... Field Marshal Constantini's going to be pissed... All right, take over his gunner post!" The Lietenant then spoke to Larry once the switch was made. "Okay, Vance! Looks like we're going down to where the fireworks are in the bunker's mech bay! Take out the intruders and enter the cockpit of a Praetorian, then eliminate the incoming Leo Vermilions! Strike them at the backs and bellies when you get the opportunity; those are their weak spots! I'm going with you so you don't screw this up!" With those orders given, the Lieutenant sprinted with Vance towards where the action was at the mech bay and provided covering fire for him.

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While all the fighting was taking place, one of the palace garrison in Metargo City, Metargo's capital, walked up to Princess Viki and relayed the news with a salute. "Your Highness, your parents and brother have not yet returned from the front lines. We received word from your father that the 96th Royal Fleet is confronting a Benjlakki fleet proving to pose quite the challenge at one of the shores of the Gatwashiim Peninsula."

The setting changes from Myrstrarkia to Benjlakk

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Karen Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi
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Aaron nodded and told everyone on his team right on time. "Steady... steady..." As he waited, mechs called Cherubim surrounded the Titan from the air, firing aimlessly due to the smoke. Without shielding, this was dangerous for the ship, as even with all the blind shots, at least one of them could hit something vital. Hopefully, for Metargo's military, it would not happen. At last, Aaron and the Lion Team were clear. "Lion Team, launching!" Aaron's RL-5 Falcon, in jet fighter mode, flew out of the launch bay, the rest of Lion Team's mechs following suit. "Falcons, focus your weapons on the enemy mechs! The rest of you, aim at their ships' weapons!"

Soon enough, the pulse came. The Cherubim surrounding the Titan were disabled. The ones above the Titan inevitably collided with the ship. There was no telling what damage could have been done. Would the armor on the Titan hold up? Whatever the case, Lion Team had a mission to perform, so they had to get to it. The Falcons fired their missiles at oncoming mechs from the opposing fleet, grabbing the attention of some of the others away from protecting their respective ships. Once the missiles were all released and met their targets, the Falcons on Lion Team switched to humanoid mode and began their rampage on the Benjlakki mechs fighting them, Lion Team's other mechs tasked with the enemy ships' weapons.

Whereas Kyle used his mech's knives in a balance of speed and maneuverability, Aaron applied brutality with his double-bladed beam sward, at one point slicing three Sabre Bleus in half at once. Compared to the more battle-hardened Mysticaran Federation's golem riders, these Benjlakki mech pilots were mediocre.

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Zechariah heard Captain Leopold and told him, "We are already in the air, captain, as per the sergeant's orders."

Brown Wing Team witnessed from above the devastating blow the enemy's new ship dealt with just one blast. Zechariah was both shocked and amazed by how the Ion Weaponry on that smoke-concealed ship could disable mechs so easily. If he could manage to create an energy chamber an a smaller scale for such beam ammunition for his mech firearms, he would not have to worry about killing nearly as much. Being a Solar Technician, he already got a head start on his personal project. This was getting ahead of himself, though.

Surely, enough, Zech witnessed a mech squadron come out and confront a bunch of the Benjlakki mechs (plus a few destroyers' weapons) below. A closer examination via camera indicated some of those were new mechs. However, the techniques matched the ones from the briefing. There was no doubt about it: that was Lion Team, and the mech inflicting heavy casualties with a double-bladed beam sword was piloted by Aaron Lextu.

Zechariah reported it to the current sergeant at the time. "Sergeant! Lion Team is down there! They came out of that ship!"

The sergeant nodded and ordered all Brown Wings to intercept Falcons on the Lion Team. Everyone in the squadron immediately dove into the scene to confront the threat to the local defensive efforts. They leveled off just above the water, but before they came within firing range, the Sergeant's mech was hit by a stray blast and immediately blew up. Zechariah could not believe it: the first mission, and already they lost a pilot, the very leader of Brown Wing Team, even.

The Brown Wings were about to scatter when Zechariah spoke up. "Fire a sonic missile each, if you have one! Draw the Lion Team away from the fleet!" One of the corporals spoke up to try to pull rank, yet Zech interrupted by saying, "Just do it!" It was then that any Eagles fired one of their sonic missiles, including from the Eagles. manned by Zechariah and Benjamin.

At the same time, Aaron was busy slicing through his opponents when Kyle just got finished stabbing an enemy Sabre Bleu, getting out of the way of a resulting explosion when he noticed objects flying their way. A closer examination using the computers and camera indicated those were missiles (he did not realize those were sonic ones).

Private Scipio immediately shouted his observations to Aaron, "Sergeant! Missiles incoming!"

Aaron responded by saying, "Intercept 'em!"

Kyle, Aaron, and the other Falcons in the Falcon Team barely had enough time to shoot the missiles before they came too close to be lethal, but once they were hit with lasers or bullets, those same missiles' true feat was unleashed: sonic pulse waves impacted with the Falcons on Lion Team, pushing them away from the Benjlakki mechs that had already retreated after detecting those missiles incoming via their computers. The Falcons nearly lost their energy shields to the sonic waves.

Aaron was outraged. "Long-Ranged Sonic missiles!? The Benjlakki beat us to developing that sort of technology first!?" In the distance, He could see mechs heading his team's way, at a low altitude. The Falcon of Fury realized right away those were the mechs who fired the missiles. "I got their leader! Everyone else, engage the rest of the enemy squadron! Stay sharp, Howe, and don't lose sight of your target!"

Zechariah noticed the Lion Team approaching, meaning his plan to draw them away worked. Now, for the hard part: the actual dogfight. The Eagles in Brown Wing Team switched to humandoid mode right on time: they were face to face with the fiercest of Metargo mech squadrons. Aaron charged at Zechariah, whom moved his Eagle to the side and open-fired to attempt to disarm Aaron. Their first one-on-one dogfight against each other began.

Kyle decided to pull out his mech's handgun for ranged while still holding on to the knife he had, aiming at one of the mechs (Cecilia's) and shooting. Whether or not it would hit was a mystery. He was close enough that it was possible, though.

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Now that the mech bay was back in Benjlakki possession, the Lieutenant shouted to Vance, "Now's your chance! Go! Go!"

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Saul saw the Titan's move and sighed. "Let us hope the Titan can hold out, Preston. This is their first mission, and if I know anything about first battles, they are nearly always the hardest. Have Oikawa stand by; we may need to use his ship's abilities to at least make it possible to make a getaway, should all else fail. If we lose here, our entire fleet can at least try to find a way around the enemy. Be sure to have four squadrons of mechs protect him the whole battle, then escort him in the case of retreat being necessary." Contacting Scoar, he told him, "Son, so far, the fleet I am with is holding up, though it is unclear who has the advantage, right now. How are matters in the battle you are in?"

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Karen Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi
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Sandra watched the map as the attack was made, she was slowly realizing that this was no feint and clearly this attack was going to be a major threat to the entire fleet if nothing was done. She was going to have to start pulling units to launch a counter attack against the Titan.

"Captain Leopold I want you to move to engage that ship." Sandra said as she began to look where else she could pull ships from.

"I want the Battleships Resmark and Unao to pull back and form up with us to engage that Vessel and someone find me a few destroyers we can spare!"

Sandra knew she was acting quickly but that ship was a major threat and she was going to need to pull more reserves to stop or at least draw the things fire.

"I want every non committed aircraft to be moved to engage that ship it cannot be allowed to fire that weapon at our ground forces again!" Sandra looked over the map as she surveyed what she was moving the lines would be thinner in the air in someplaces but she couldn't ignore a threat of that size and firepower.

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A few moments after Sandras order for available fighters to be scrambled Kal was in his ship. He cleared with launch command and now he was racing towards the enemy threat. He kept his ship low and was traveling at Mach 3 for any on the beach all they would hear was a deafening crack as he flew overhead.

Kal turned the safety off on his plasma cannons and let a flurry of rounds hit a section of approaching Mango's on the ground before he began to climb to a higher altitude. "Serin, How far is that ship from here?" Kal asked as he reduced his speed to just over Mach 1

"3km and Closing" Serinm, Kals onboard AI stated.

The setting changes from Benjlakk to Myrstrarkia

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Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Kal Tavin Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Captain Raiyn Ire
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Utter chaos erupted in the battlefield. Raiyn's grin widened as she leaned back into her chair, lifting an arm to cradle her head in her fingers. The screen next to her right arm still displayed Sergeant Lextu's cockpit as he was issuing orders to his team. She listened intently to what was going on in his portion of the fight. Not long afterwards though, her own crew on the bridge began calling out to her as the enemy mecha's had begun firing randomly into the smoke screen that she'd nestled the Titan into. The ship shuddered every so often as beam weapons and missiles scrapped her outer hull. It was only minor damage to the vessel, nothing that would bring her down in the least.

"Fire the energy pulse," Raiyn commanded.

A ripple went through the cloud of smoke at her order. Then there were loud thuds that made the ship shake even more right after the energy pulse had been released. Whatever mech's had been overhead had fallen right onto the ship as the pulse took out their systems, essentially shutting them all down. A bit of a frown pulled on her lips as she lifted her crimson gaze up towards the ceiling of the Titan. She'll hold... Raiyn thought to herself as she sat there.

"Captain, Brown Wing Team's been launched, they're engaging Lion Team!" one of the tactician's called out as she was watching her screen intently, fingers flying across the board as she worked the systems magnificently.

Raiyn glanced over to the com link with the Sergeant. Missiles had been launched and they were engaging them. Turning fully, her eyes widened slightly as the screen grew hazy for a moment.

"Long-Ranged Sonic missiles!? The Benjlakki beat us to developing that sort of technology first!? I got their leader! Everyone else, engage the rest of the enemy squadron! Stay sharp, Howe, and don't lose sight of your target!"

Captain Raiyn ground her teeth. Sonic missiles hu? She watched the screen intently for a few moments before turning to her tactician, "Put up a visual of the team's fight, keep me updated throughout," she ordered coldly. The woman nodded her head, brown hair flinging up and down as she did so.

"Captain! The Benjlakki navy is changing their approach. The vessels are moving from the line of defense. They intend to engage us," the male on her left turned to look at her fully as he reported the situation from the beach and coast line.

As of that moment, the only thing that Captain Raiyn had done was to unleash her energy pulse that disabled the enemy mechas for a short time to give her Lion Team the upper edge. She hadn't fired anything since then and had the vessel sitting nice and cozy in the smoke screen that she'd emitted. Raiyn's heart skipped a beat, her grin returning to her lips as she pulled up one leg to cross over the other. Just what I wanted she thought to herself.

"Enemy vessel count?" she asked softly.

"Two battleships, a carrier, and two destroyers. The other vessels are still engaged with the rest of our fleet."

"How flattering," she mused lightly, "to send so many our way just because of a simple trick. On my mark, drop us below the cloud, power the engines. All weapons forward, target the closest vessel first and destroy it. Prepare for strafing right after, I want you to devastate those vessels."

Raiyn leaned forward, a bit of a tremble running through her body as the thrill of her next move filled the air around her. She counted softly to herself, a full fifteen seconds before she gave the order to drop.

From the slowly dissipating white cloud, the enormous Titan dropped down to hover over the water's below by about a hundred feet. The closest vessel to the Titan was one of the Benjlakki's destroyers. The Titan's weapons launched almost immediately after stopping it's decent to hover over the water of the coastline. An array of beam weapons, missiles and rail guns launched from the front of the ship and decimated the destroyer until it blew up in a dark cloud of black with hints of curling red flames underneath. The vessels engines that had been slowly humming in accumulated power, launched the Titan forward.

As it passed through the fleet that had been gathering to engage it, beam weapons along it's hull from nose to about halfway down it's length, fired. Two of which on either side of the hull had continuous fire of a beam weapon. The waters erupted from the stray beam weapons, sending small explosions of super heated water all over. The second destroyer and two battleships took heavy damage and whether or not the carrier took damage would be known soon.

The Titan pulled up, ascending back into the sky where it banked over the fighting and plunged back into the smoke screen.

On the bridge, Raiyn's smile had grown large as she stood up during the fight from her seat, "Damage report," she called out softly as the vessel slowed in the cloud of smoke, slowly turning to face back the way it had before.

"The hull has taken significant damage, but nothing crippling. The rear starboard wing took heavier fire, it won't last if we continue an air assault."

Raiyn crossed her arms as she processed the information for a moment. The cloud bank she'd created was slowly being swept away by the coastal wind and wouldn't last much longer as a cover for the Titan. The rear wings were only there for space and air flight and would be retracted for underwater travel and fights. However, with the hull having been damaged, she was fearful that diving would increase the strain on it. Even so, the coastal waters were not very deep and it was looking to be her best choice at the moment. Taking a seat she tapped the button on the com link to Sergeant Lextu, "Sergeant, we're diving. One of the wings took some damage. We won't be staying for much longer if things go south after the dive. Wrap things up with Brown Wing quickly, I'll need you and your team as cover to leave the battlefield."

Turning to the pilot who was watching and waiting for orders, she gave a slight nod, "Prepare to dive, switch Titan over to submersing. We'll be raining hell on that carrier before we leave."

The Titan's rear wings folded in and the vessel dropped nose first from the disappearing cloud and straight into the deep waters of the coast.

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Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Alan Fore
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"Fore, don't forget that you follow my orders! Going off doing your own thing is a sure way of dying in battle!" Said the captain of the Lion Team to the man in his bartender uniform. Smoking in the last part of his cigarette, he killed the remaining fire left on the cigarette by throwing it on the floor and stepping it, twisting a few times to make sure the cigarette is dead flat on the ground.

He gave a thumbs up, with a rather wide smile on his face. "Got it, Capt! I'll try not to screw things up," There was a moment of pause in his speech, and just when everyone think he stopped, he added. "Probably." Immediately, one of the Lions, George, spoke up. "Yeah, you'll probably mess this up faster than in training, you muscle brain." He realized George was being sarcastic as usual, but he played along with it. "That's mean, George! I'm no muscle brain! I just don't like using my head, is all." Everyone of the ship started laughing and although they didn't know it, the tension in the ship was lifted, even if a bit.

Soon, the order for takeoff was given and the Lion Team all departed from the hangar one by one, in an orderly manner. Alan was the last, primarily because his suit was the slowest of them all. Aaron led the team like a true leader, and he is already giving out orders to the rest of the Lion Team.

"Falcons, focus your weapons on the enemy mechs! The rest of you, aim at their ship's weapons!" Just like in training, all of the Lion Teams, along with Aaron, gathered up and formed a formation. It was elegant yet deadly at the same time, but Alan had no time to admire this. He quickly lifted his own mech off and flew all the way to the back of the Titan. He landed himself on one of the wings and locked his legs with magnets. He pulled out a giant rifle from behind and aimed it in front. "Dean, time to get some real action for once. You ready for this?" On his screen, a voice came out. It was the generic female voice you hear in just about every AI. "Yes, master."

On the far left to his window in front, a mech was flying by itself, having a dogfight with one of the Lion. "I guess we'll take him out first. Dean, to the left. Aim at our target and fire everything you've got at him. Don't hold back!" The AI agreed non-hesitantly and moved the mech by itself. The rifle was soon aiming at the Eagle, following its trails as Dean awaits Alan's official order. "Ready, and FIRE!" The rifle charges up for a milisecond and fires immediately. A long and big purple beam shoots out and reaches for the Eagle (Benjamin's).



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Cecilia kept to herself the entire time. Even after going into so many battlefields, each time she enters a new one, she feels afraid. As if she will die at any moment. Or perhaps even before she goes into a battlefield, she gets obliterated without knowing what hit her. Thus, she decides to keep quiet. Talking more would only make her feel more anxious, and just as she very much wants to prove herself being in this team, she doesn't wants to die trying to do it. Before she could get into any more thinking, her team lifted off.

First thing that happens, was the sergeant dying. Great. She whispered to herself. Now that the sergeant died, the team will surely - "Fire a sonic missile each, if you have one! Draw the Lion Team away from the fleet!" - Or not. One of them tried to keep the voice in his place, but his determination shut them up instead. Quickly, missiles were fired from most of mech on Brown Wing. Surely enough, soon, the Lion Team all separated and started flying towards them. Was that what the man wanted to do in the first place? Cecilia doesn't know. But what she knows is that he make for a good leader.

The fight started after the two leaders (That she presumed to be) clashed with each other. She assisted some of her comrades by backstabbing her enemies in the back while they were busy with her allies. But, just when she thought she was safe from any kind of attack, one of the mechs she couldn't see previously, fired at her in a close-range. For normal mechs, the attack would have been a 100% hit. But, for her mech, it was different. She stepped on the gas pedal harder and pulled the handles to the side and in an instant, her mech disappeared.

It reappeared to the side of where the shot was made and without stopping, she pulled out her beam blade under her mech's arm and attempted to slice at the mech, hopefully landing a hit when the pilot is surprised.

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Aaron nodded, then said to the Captain, "We'll try." No promises, though Taking a look at his radar, he wondered where Howe could have gone off to. Finally, he spotted his mech's heat signal, but it was coming from the shoreline. Maybe the sonic pulse from the missiles had something to do with it. Regardless, solo operations were suicide. Sooner or later, reinforcements from the enemy will show up. It seems he was facing a Praetorian, but given how three Benjlakki Navy Squadrons made their way to the garrison, it was unlikely the lone Praetorian would deal with Howe alone. And to think he only told Fore not to go off and do his own thing; Howe was doing the same thing Fore was told not to do. Even if communications were cut, there were methods to signal with the mech itself certain things.

There was no time to think on it, now: a beam from his target's beam rifle hit Aaron's Falcon on the arm with the double-bladed beam sword. Thankfully, shields were in place and the armor could resist it nonetheless. With each attempted slash came another evasion from his target. Zechariah shot at Aaron carefully, making sure to use the opportunity to see a pattern in the movements. Many of the shots were blocked by the beam blades on the double-bladed sword. Zech then realized that fighting from in front would prove difficult against Aaron, so he attempted to get behind him.

Aaron knew that maneuver, however, and side-flew to cut off Zechariah's flight path. What would have been a fatal slice in two ended up a beam sword lock because of Zechariah's swift thinking on his feet. The lock did not last long, as Zech felt his mech unable to hold it for long, so he kicked free of it before he could be entirely overwhelmed. The kick did not force Aaron's mech backwards by much, though. That moment told Zechariah that he would lose in a battle of strength to Aaron. Speed would be the asset that would work in his favor.

Aaron moved forward for another slash, which instantly turned into a dance of lethal proportions between him and Zechariah. Aaron used strength and durability, while Zechariah applied speed and maneuverability. Eventually, though, after losing a beam rifle that he intended to use during the scuffle, he finally got behind with enough distance for a shot with another rifle he attatched to the side of his mech. Aaron managed to turn around in time to avoid a hit to the arm with the double-bladed beam sword, but while turning around, the other arm received a hole from a second shot and exploded, leaving his mech with just the one arm. As much as he hated getting rid of a part of something he worked so hard to customize, he pressed a button which jettisoned half of the double-bladed beam sword, turning the other half effectively into one with a single blade to adjust to using just one arm on the mech.

"This bastard did more damage to my Falcon in the sword fight than I thought... the shields must be down..." Lextu said to himself before making another charge.

Zechariah's mech sustained some damage, too, first from his Eagle's right leg denting slightly from making that kick (Metargo mech armor is stronger), then from the series of several hits received during the sword fight. At this point, Zech could not afford to take any more than two more hits to any part of his Eagle's body. With the shields down, it will be that much more difficult to hold out. Zech side-flew and brought out his beam sword yet again, but only to block incoming attacks in an attempt to get some more distance.

During this second scuffle, Aaron remembered that Alan flew off the moment he gave the first orders after the fight. That idiot! He should have attacked an enemy ship's weapons before this dogfight! His mech is not a Falcon! Why does he always disobey my orders!? I swear, if he disobeys again, I'll personally burn him and his contract! This is what happens when we allow mercenary filth to join our ranks! They are no better than mafia rats!

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Benjamin had already blasted away a Falcon with his Beam SMG at close range when a series of long-distance beams came towards him, one barely missing, yet it was enough to make him aware of where it came from. flying towards the source, he knew right away it came from a mech on one of the wings of the Titan. They looked like they were folding, meaning if the enemy mech remained standing there for too long, he would be toast. Then again, it would be one less enemy to deal with, and if the foe stayed there long enough, maybe he could make the kill before the Titan did it for him.

Ben swiftly shifted to fighter jet mode prior to charging towards the enemy, evading shots from the ongoing crossfire while doing so. He switched to humanoid mode in time to use his beam SMG to shoot down a couple enemy mechs that charged at him to protect the wings of the Titan, right before continuing his charge at the mech on that wing. "That Metargo's a sitting duck if he stays there!" He used the beam SMG to strafe his opponent while bringing out his Beam Knife and throwing it at the mech, sending the beam blade into a spinning motion towards the enemy. If it did not hit, it would at least tear a hole in the wing of the enemy ship.

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Kyle could not believe the speed at which the Eagle (Cecilia's) went to evade his shot, even more so to realize the enemy reappeared to the side. Quickly reacting, he slashed his mech's knife to block while thrusting the engines for a forward motion to enable a lock since the armor of his mech was not that strong. He attempted to bang the handle of his Beam Handgun onto the opponent's head to try to disable the cameras. Whether or not it would work, he would attempt a kick to the torso (where the cockpit was) to force the enemy backwards while he attempted to get behind 'em and stab with a swift motion. With any success, it would give him the advantage. The attack from behind had to hit, however. If not, things could be difficult.

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Saul nodded, then said, "Not anyone we know, Scoar, though the medical bay on Admiral Preston's flagship is full of men receiving medical attention. The numbers for the casualties are still racking up, but I believe it is roughly 5500 ground troops, nine ships, and 180 mechs. Amphibious assaults have always resulted in heavy casualties."

Hanging up, Saul took a step back in surprise when his daughter enthusiastically appeared in front and gave him a hug. It was a pleasant surprise, though. Hugging back until she let go, he heard her mention an official statement which needed to be given. Pondering for a moment, and checking the screen, he told her, "You could mention that we are still battling at the Gatwashiim Peninsula, and that it is a stalemate, so far.

Franklin Constantini Watched the land battle from an electronic map and gritted his teeth at the difficulty of gaining the upper hand. Of course, he had backup from the Navy in the form of air reinforcements, but this was ridiculous. It has been a stalemate for so long, it was unclear who would win in the Gatwashiim Peninsula. We have lost many men, though are holding out and giving the enemy a rough time. Other than at the Gatwashiim Peninsula, we are making progress in weakening the defense forces along the shorelines."

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Field Marshal Franklin Constantini became irritated by how the battle was going. More than three hours in, and still no indication who has the upper hand. As if that were not enough, the one Praetorian out there to confront the incoming Leo Vermillions was intercepted by a Type 34. If Laurence Vance did not make it in time, there was no telling what kind of damage those LVs could do to the garrison. Thankfully, with three Navy squadrons sent to him by Rear Admiral Lionel, he could do something about this.

He decided to send out a squadron of five mechs, which were three REMs and two Sabre Bleus, which quickly went to intercept the Type 34. This ought to buy Vance enough time to deal with the Leos, which were already along the shore and charging forward.

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"We'll try." Aaron's voice came over the communication link Raiyn had established and she nodded briefly.

"That's good enough for me," she responded and left it at that as she turned her concentration to the Titan's change over to submersing.

"Captain, some of Lion Team has been separated... I can't find Laurence," one of the tactician's called out as she was also monitoring the fight between Lion Team and Brown Wing.

Captain Raiyn's heart skipped a beat as her hand clenched into a fist that was resting on the armrest with her head propped against it. She hadn't been expecting that and her thoughts whirled rather quickly. Had he been shot down? Possibly. Was his mech just damaged enough to where it couldn't hail anyone? Most likely. Raiyn ground her teeth as she sat there for a moment. Her thoughts finally centered on what she was going to do, pulling everything together in the span of only a moment.

"Captain, the rear wing is having trouble retracting due to damage sustained," the pilot called, his voice on the edge of panic. He'd probably done just about everything he could and it still wasn't working.

Damnit, one thing after another, she thought, "Override it, force the damn thing. It's damaged already," she ordered sharply. The man simply nodded his head, preferring not to say anything in the growing tension on the bridge. A loud sound rang out through the room then, taking Raiyn's attention. Glancing down a button was flashing on her armrest and she narrowed her eyes. Pressing it, a woman's voice echoed across the bridge.

"Attention Metargo Flagship, This is Rear-Admiral Sandra Lionel, Surrender your vessel and call your forces off, fail to do so and you shall force me to fire upon your vessel with our heavy solar cannons. You have one Minute to decide."

Silence fell, all but the pilot glanced over to the Captain who rested in her chair with one slender finger tapping the armrest. Slowly a grin pulled on her lips as she raised her gaze to look out the window before her. The flagship that had hailed them was pointed directly at them, but hadn't made a move to engage, not since the Titan had charged it earlier.

"The wing is being fully retracted!"

"Drop the bridge for submersing. Dive," Raiyn said coldly, her gaze never leaving the vessel that sat on the other side of the battlefield facing hers as the bridge began to descend. There's my answer, Rear Admiral, the Captain thought cruelly. The Titan's nose dropped forward, coming down to fall into the water in a streamline fashion. As the Titan fell towards the water, the wings on either side finally pulling into the hull of the ship, the vessel shook and alarms rang throughout the bridge.

"What happened!?" Raiyn yelled, partially standing from her seat.

"Severe damage to the port side rear wing!"

"Has it fully retracted?"

"Not yet," the pilot called back as he frantically tried to get it to fold in completely.

"Close the bulk head doors to that section immediately!" Raiyn stood completely, her voice barking out the order. There was a call back in acknowledgement, and then the vessel hit the seawater.

"Captain! Sergeant Lextu's mech has taken heavy damage!" the brown haired woman called out sharply.

Turning her attention there for a moment she looked at the screen as the tactician took the battle that had played out just a second ago and let Raiyn view it. A soft growl filled the back of her throat as she watched the fight up to where Aaron's mech lost it's arm in the fight. Flipping around she sat back into the seat as the Titan descended down further. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. A good fighter, very good with a sword if I do say so myself, thinking of how he'd fought brought a bit of a grin to her lips. Watching that fight almost made her leave the bridge in command of her Second to take her own mech out and fight with her own swords.

"Level out, don't go too deep," she called and peeled open her eyes to concentrate on the next portion of her fight. Aaron was doing just fine on his own, though he'd lost the arm to the mech, he was still very capable. That much she was sure of judging by his fighting just a moment ago. Just make it back to the Titan...

"Power the engines, head straight for that damned fla-" her voice was cut off as another round of alarms filled the room and the vessel shuddered violently. There was a cry from some place on the bridge and Raiyn glanced around quickly to see what had happened. Explosions were hitting the Titan from all sides causing more damage to the vessel. Her heart pounded hard as she processed all the information that was coming at her from all across the bridge.

Flooding was beginning to happen in some sections near the aft of the ship, the wings were taking minor damage but any more would be detrimental. Some of the power was beginning to fail because of damage to certain area's of the ship. One of the engines was in danger of being destroyed to add to it. For a single moment, the onrush was overwhelming. Then, Raiyn sat back on the chair and laughed lightly. Of course this wouldn't be easy. If it were, she wouldn't have enjoyed it.

"Wouldn't have it any other way," she muttered to herself, then raised her voice once again, gaining control over the panicked voices of her subordinates, "Fire torpedoes and missiles. Begin strafing with continuous fire. Direct as much power to the engines as possible."

Her orders were met with a resounding cry of 'roger' or 'yes' and the team began working on their tasks. Once the power to the engines was enough, Raiyn would shout out her next round of orders. In the mean time, she leaned against the back of her chair heavily as her eyebrows came down, nearly meeting at the middle. If Barnett were here things would be much easier with her mech, she mused as she tapped the arm of the chair. The protection offered by that mech would have been valuable for the Titan during this run. Voices filled the room as the missiles were released from their chambers. One submersed vessel, then two were destroyed, a couple of underwater mechs followed right after. However, the barrage didn't stop and the Titan still shook and shuddered as the damage built up slowly.

"Captain... there's... music playing above us."

Once again, Raiyn smiled and she laughed out loud this time, "Wonderful timing Admiral," she said, chuckling slightly, "Release power in the engines, full throttle. Bring us up to the surface. Once you're in range, fire whatever weapons we have left at that flag ship and head straight for the coastline."

"The rear wings won't be able to sustain flight for very long, Captain," the pilot announced as he began to push the engines to their limits.

"All we need is to get on shore, from there we can have Lion Team meet up with us and if we're lucky we'll find Laurence while we're at it. They can protect us while the wings are repaired enough for flight," she called back. Raiyn knew it was dangerous, dropping behind enemy lines. However, what other choice did she have? Titan began her upward ascent, rising up above the water and the bridge soon followed to be replaced to where it was before the drop.

The pilot maneuvered her very well as she plunged skywards, spraying seawater all over. The damaged rear wings deployed the the Titan lurched a bit as it leveled out. They streaked straight for the Flag Ship that had issued the warning and unloaded whatever weaponry that was left, which at that point wasn't very much. The Titan flew straight over the vessel a bit rickety before cruising towards the desert shoreline. A loud beeping filled the bridge again. Raiyn didn't need to be told anything as she watched from her seat with her teeth grinding together. They were barely going to make the coast line, the wings were failing and the vessel was slowly loosing altitude.

"Get as far as you can from the coast!" She shouted before slamming her finger on an emergency com link next to her, "Titan cannot sustain flight any longer. We're taking refuge on land, Lion Team, fall back to the Titan to assist in recovery! I repeat, the Titan cannot sustain flight-!"

She opened her mouth to say more, however she was jostled from the seat and thrown forward as the vessel nose dived straight into the dunes of the sandy desert.

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He missed the shot. It was a perfect one, yet he missed. Guess this is different than in simulations. I still need some time to adjust myself to this powerful mech. He noticed an Eagle flying towards him, and like one of his simulations, where he fails to take the shot and misses. "Oh god, this is even scarier than in battle! Is Eagles really that fast!?" Amazed at the speed even in simulations, the real battle definitely posses more threat. But, like in the simulation, he hasn't forgotten the next step.

"Alright Dean, start up the RB and SB's. We're going into formation Garrison!" He instructed the AI as it started working on his orders. "Roger that, master. Releasing shield bits and rifle bits." Suddenly, beams was fired towards him and the AI warned Alan through her screen, Alan quickly reacting to the attack. "Dean! Use the shield bits and protect me and the Titan from getting truck! If it comes to it, priority to Titan!" Then, at the back of the mech, rectangular pieces started flying out and defended from the beam attacks.

At the nick of time, he managed to detected yet another attack from below the Titan, where something solid was detected along with beam particles. He couldn't risk the Titan losing its wings, and just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, the Titan started submerging. He had to release the lock on his mech's feet and lift off, but the recent will hit the Titan no matter what. "Dean! Use the shield bits to block from the attack! Leave the rifle bits with me! I'll distract that bastard." Yet again, the AI agreed without a hint of hesitation. From the side of his screen, he could see that his rifle's cooldown was done, and couldn't waste any chance to use it, he pulled it out.

He jumped out of the way and flew, about 4 or 5 shield bits defending his liftoff and 2 of the shield bits trying to deflect the knife attack. Once he felt like he was safe, he turned and fired his rifle, trusting his instinct as to where the enemy was. The rifle bits, blue parts from his mech's body, detached itself and flew out, firing at the direction the rifle had fired at.



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On the other hand, Cecilia was still fighting in a tight situation with another Falcon pilot. She had great reflexes and along with her mech's ability to instantly accelerate, she should be dominating the Falcon in the situation she's in right now. But because she was fighting a formidable opponent, she couldn't take any chance nor risks.

The next series of strikes from her opponent definitely surprised her, as he managed to propel himself forward and used his knife to block her attack. But, it was as if she could see his next attack coming, she sidestepped to the side and avoided the enemy pilot's attempt to shut out her head cameras. The attack didn't end there however. Although it could had been a miscalculation, the pilot kicked the center of her mech, where her last resort cannon was. That kick was enough for her to feel the impact from below. She jumped from her seat by that attack. She was surprised at how the pilot's series of effective attacks. "Of course, war isn't so easy as to let you dodge and kill every enemy you see. Guess I'll really have to resort to that."

She quickly flew backwards and released the fangs she had kept in store at the back of her mech. The little pieces of metals all flew out in order and charged towards her opponent, surrounding him at a fair range and firing all at the same time. She couldn't trust if her fangs would do the job, so as a caution, she quickly charged ahead and readied her weapon. If she was right, the pilot would try to fly above the fangs and attempt to escape it. If that really happened, she can accelerate herself upwards and use the cannon of her mech.

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Benjamin did not expect shield bits to be involved, but nonetheless, the beam knife sliced right through the wing since the Metargo foe evaded. It would seem the Titan would be out of the fight, soon. Not that it mattered: his target was the mech. Benjamin was able to sidestep to evade most of the shots, yet one managed to strike at the torso, forcing him backwards as he shot his Beam SMG in the direction it came from. "These Metargo know how to fight! Zech! A little help, here!?"

The response on he radio was, "I'm a little busy with Aaron Lextu, Big Brother!"

"Well, hurry up!"

During the brief conversation, Benjamin kept evading the shots and tried to find a pattern. Since His Eagle likely did not have as durable armor as that of the mech he was facing, he had to be carful not to be hit often. Somehow, there was something odd about the foe's movements. It seemed as if this Metargo had no specific strategy. That could work to Ben's advantage. If he could get the enemy to run out of ammunition, he would force him into melee or to retreat. This is where he would shine, since close-up combat was his specialty, whether with blades for close-range firearms.

He had to be careful, however, since his cockpit cannot take as many hits. While evading, he aimed for the rifle bits, since those would provide quite a nuisance if dealt with. even if none of the bits were destroyed, if he held out long enough, he would be able to turn the fight into an up-close one. He and Zechariah heard from their Biotech Specialist, Viola, that the incognito team failed to infiltrate Metargo airspace. Ben, howeve, was too busy to even respond

Zechairah, however, eventually responded to Viola with, "We're losing communications from somewhere, and many of the mechs are surrounding one ship that may be the larger entity you are talking about. If you can hack into to that one, it would be great. It may be a sonic cannon they are using, a prototype, at that. I can hear music while communications are severing, so that is the only conclusion I can make."

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Kyle, however, was not faring so well. because he could not afford to take as many hits as fellow Metargo pilots, he moved upwards, and, despite the shielding available, took a direct hit from a cannon which forces him a ways backwards. "Graaarrrgh!!" The shields were down, the armor at the cockpit taking heavy damage. Another direct hit in that area, and he will be toast.

George, one of the Lion Team members from earlier, heard the shout and got in front of Kyle while shooting rapidly towards the enemy Eagle. "I'll hold this one off! You get to the mech launching bay on the Titan! My Falcon's armor is thicker! I can take enough hits!"

Kyle nodded. "Don't get yourself killed!"

While returning to the Titan, which he just saw collide with the desert portion of the coast (most of the area was tropical) Private Scipio spotted a beat-up Type 34 in the water nearby. He attempted to connect to it, yet no response. "If that is Corporal Howe... shit... his fiancée won't be happy to hear about this..." He picked up the type 34 before landing inside the Titan, which was bustling with activity with all the repairs that needed to be done. There heading those repairs was Bibiana Durrans, Laurence Howe's fiancée. She was barking out commands on who goes where.

Once Kyle used the Falcon's hands to manually open the Type 34's cockpit, Kyle opened his own and stood to see who it was. Laughing once he knew, he shouted, "Well, Corporal, that's one way to show you got guts! Was that you who took out two Sabre Bleus, over there!? I barely noticed, but didn't know that was you!" Pointing diagonally downwards towards Bibi, he added, "Either way, sir, you got some explaining to do with your fiancée, down there! You could have been fried before your own wedding scheduled to take place after this war!"

Bibi saw the two Lions up there and shouted, "Hey! Didn't you hear your Sergeant say you got orders from the Captain to protect this ship!? Get down here for the cardkeys to the AIs for the mechs that are ready for you in case you trashed your main mechs like you seemingly did!"

Kyle smirked towards Howe. "You heard the lady!"

Once both were in front of Bibi, she handed the cards. "Scipio, you got the Lama Rossa behind me! It's faster than your typical Lama Rossa at the expense of armor, so be careful, this time! Your mech's AI's name is Quintus! Laurence, I've prepped another Type 34 for you, to your right! It works the same as the one you were in, meaning you don't need to worry about adjusting! That one's Ai's is named Claudia!" Glaring at her fiancé, she added, "And do make it back in one piece! We've already lost more pilots than we expected, today! When you come back from the fighting, I'd like to talk to you in my office in room HR-35!" She motioned for the two of them to go while screaming, "Now, move it!"

Bibi then walked up to Cain and grabbed his ear. "Specialist Numi, you'll have time to talk to the Crown Prince, later! Sergeant Lextu is ordering all available Lion Team pilots to protect the titan as per Captain Ire's commands!" Glacning at Scoar, she said, "Sorry, your highness, but Numi's supposed to get out there, now." She let go of Cain's ear before shouting to the former Ghost, "Get a move on, will you!?"

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(red is the color for the Metargo language, blue for the Benjlakki language. this is so to differentiate between the two languages in a conversation between people from different nationalities. The languages are similar, though there are some differences.)

Aaron commanded Lion Team to move the fight closer to the Titan, albeit without meaning to. Zechariah had most of Brown Wing Team left pursue so that the enemy squadron would not be able to do much of anything. Zechariah's armor was wearing down from the few hits he took from Aaron's beam sword. The next hit to the cockpit, for sure, would be the end of him. Finally, after what seemed like a long while, he managed to blast away the other arm to Aaron's Falcon, forcing him out of the fight.

Were Zechariah any other Benjlakki soldier, he would have finished him with one more shot, but he was true to his belief in the Deity and refrained from doing so, only pointing his spare Bema rifle in Aaron's direction. On the open channel (which miraculously was unscathed), he spoke in Metargo with, "Aaron Lextu, the Falcon of Fury, this is Zechariah Malachi! You have no reason to continue fighting me! I certainly have no wish to continue this confrontation!"

Aaron could not believe his ears: a member of the famous and legendary Malachi family was telling him to stop fighting? A Malachi bested him? No wonder he had such a rough time! "If I refuse!?"

"You have no way of resuming the fight, at this point!"

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When Kyle opened the cockpit, Laurence was surprised to see that was laughing. Kyle had been one of the friendlier people Laurence had met in Lion however he was not used to being treated so positively even by him.

Laurence would have had plenty to say, had he been given the chance. Laurence had only a short moment to confirm Kyle's question about his "kills" for the day when a particularly important lady started shouting at them.

Laurence would have preferred to refrain from answering and obey the technical export the lady was however since she happened to be his fiancé Laurence was unsure what would make the best possible impression.'

He could not pretend to know who this woman was; apart from her name, the history of her family (Nobility knows nobility) and a few other scraps of general information he could gather Laurence was aware that she was just over two years older than he was of course which was already conservatively speaking a bit of a novelty.

They had talked a bit, even in person since their joined assignment on the Titan however Laurence had the distinct feeling they were not yet all that too comfortable with each other.

All these dazed thoughts of course had made their own answer, instead of saying anything Laurence nodded, added a rather muddled "Of course" and appeared to have been rather insecure during the brief time allocated to that particular converse.

Laurence had the impression he should have gone with a more impulsive assertive response however if damage had been made by his apparent shyness it had been made.

"And do make it back in one piece! We'vealready lost more pilots than we expected, today!"

Laurence saw this as his window at bravado! Laurence gleefully announced "I think I have the situation well under control…"

Laurence broke off as he remembered the extent of the damage to his Mech and how he had essentially allowed himself to be put in a helpless position for quite a while… maybe a bombastic promise such as the one he had just made was ill advised.

Her final demand for further discussion once the business of fighting had been done for the day was answered with a nod and a muttered "Yes of course", Laurence now had a strong yearning to go back to fighting rather than deal with… domestic issues.

After a short while Laurence finally got to lay his eyes on his newly assigned type 34. What was at first the cheerful prospect of another chance at glory was replaced with a harrowing realization of how barley he had escaped his last shave with destiny.

The sudden arrival of Captain Raiyn hurriedly dismissed such concerns and replaced them with new ones. Laurence, green rookie he still was moved to attention and saluted beautify; under the probing gaze of his father Laurence had at the very least become first class in drill drill drill, no matter how inherently pointless some of it could be.

"Laurence, prepare to launch. The Titan's communications are out at the moment, so we'll have to rely on the coms between each mech. Wait for my orders."

Right away Ma'm! Answered Laurence and then turned to ready his machine. Once inside the captain contacted him again with tidings of the need for greater weaponry on this mission.

Laurence raised the weapons department and ordered that they remove his Mech Gun and replace it with the Strafing beam which was in any case the only addition Laurence could reasonably expect to add to the small structure of the type 34, if he wanted to use the beam he would have to confine himself to fighter mode anyway.

A gunner from the crew reserve was assigned to him within a few moments so Laurence had only to await his Mech's refit and then Launch.

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Kyle saw the Neutranurse come out some time after he reentered the battle using a Lama Rossa. He thought the aesthetics of that repair mech were rather cheesy for a Metargo mech. (Then again, so were those on the Sailor-Multi and Sailor-Mate.) Then again, despite the goofy appearance, it was efficient. It was partly because of the wacky designs that it lasted for so long, since it has been regarded, at times, as not a major threat. Then again, the enemies who typically did not take Barnett or Minmei's mechs seriously were inexperienced pilots.

With that in mind, he flew to Minmei's side and told her on the comm channel, "I'll keep the hounds at bay, Minmei. With the battle this intense, it's suicide to be out here alone." Just then, a Sabre Bleu showed up, beam blades activated, heading right for the Neutranurse. "Look out!"

He got in front and slashed at the hilt of the enemy's beam sword on that attempted a stab, disabling the weapon. "These guys are tough! Would not expect anything less from the country that, 70 years ago, literally invented mechs and mech unit warfare, not to mention built its military reputation on utter conquest in retaliation for attacks made on them! Benjlakk should never be underestimated!" All the while he mentioned all that, he entered a lethal dance to bring down the Sabre Bleu before him. Soon enough, Kyle finally stabbed it in the cockpit. From there, he escorted Minmei as she did repairs and rescues. Any Benjlakki mech that came her way would have to contend with Kyle in his Lama Rossa.

Minmei’s brow furrowed with Kyle’s comments regarding Benjlakki. She knew that the nation was accomplished but she simply felt Metargo was better. Such a stubborn girl about some things and docile about others. She was raised to believe Metargo was the best nation out there and that made its citizens the best as well in her perspective. She knew it was an unfair assumption but she chose to snub the Benjakki nation because that was what she was taught to do.

Minmei let out a tired sigh, “Thanks for the assistance and the history lesson Kyle. Maybe when this travesty of a battle is over you can send the Benlakki fan mail. I’m sure they’ll love it. I’m almost done with repairs on the Mech’s booster engine. He should be good to fly in about 30 seconds.” Neutranurse’s electronic voice alerted Minmei, “Repairs to Mech No. 8273 complete. Booster engine repaired.”

Minmei communicated to the soldier inside the now repaired mech. “You’re good to fly properly now, Private. Are you alright in there?”

The young man smiled gratefully, “Yes Minmei, I’m fine thanks to you two. Kyle thanks for having Minmei’s back while she repaired my Mech. We could’ve been finished there. I owe you one man!” The soldier said excitedly.

Minmei replied, “Kyle, my knight in shining armor. I suppose I owe you a drink later.” Then Neutranurse picked up a signal on an incoming attacker. Minmei had Neutranurse quickly maneuver in front of Lama Rossa and commanded Neutranurse to erect the Neutra-Wall. The enemy mech broke it’s arm on impact with the sturdy Neutra-wall. “See Kyle, Neutranurse isn’t without her charms. I guess we’re even now huh.” Neutranurse flew closer to the enemy mech and hit it hard with a swift melee attack. The enemy took considerable damage and fell out of the sky.

“I have two more units to repair. Kyle are you still willing to escort Neutranurse a bit more?” Minmei replied with a shy smile. She Thought Kyle was quite cute but she didn’t really feel he had any attraction to her. If he had shown any sign of interest in her she’d clam up as soon as she noticed it.


Kyle gritted his teeth at the thought of 'fan mail'. One thing she should know about him by now: he has no pride for any country, not since he lost his entire family to that meltdown; his parents to its explosion, his sister to a fatal illness resulting from it. He only wanted to live a life away from street life and the reminder of the loss of his family (that being, nuclear plants), that was all. However, a drink did not sound bad. He could not tell her his response right away, though, since he still had enemy mechs to deal with trying to get near Neautranurse.

Kyle said to her. "Why do you think I came towards you, in the first place!? And, we can talk about a drink later! Don't let your guard down!"

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Jin was still in some what of a rage mode for being dragged into combat due to the death of Captain Ire, hacking down every enemy in range even managing to land a few shots with his beam rifle. He just knew he was going to get an ear full from command when he got back to base so for the time being every enemy mech he cut down or shot relieved him a little on the inside.

Piercing his sword into the cabin of an enemy mech and using its metallic carcass to shield himself from enemy fire, Jin activated his quick boost thrusters to close in on this next target and after getting within a few meters he raised his rifle and fired decapitating and destroying another Benjlakk mech, but this time he noticed something. Some Benjlakk forces stopped firing at him and had begun falling back and organizing a retreat of their own.

"Oh no you don..." Jin caught himself trying not to let his fighting past take him over again. "Wait this is just what we needed" he exclaimed with a brief moment of joy

"Where is Admiral Zane? someone needs to lead these men and women, and command is going to wonder whats taking me so long." After taking a second to contemplate Jin made a major decision and punched in his PA authorization codes

"All Metargo forces in the immediate area this is junior command tactician Jin-giro, pilot of the GAT-01A2R Slaughter Dagger I have orders for you all to convene on the Titan for immediate evac. I repeat do not pursue the enemy forces." His voice rang over the Metargo private channel

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Zane fought hard to protect the Sonic Cannon from further damage. The fleet was retreating and Zane could see that Minmei and Kyle had successfully rescued several allied mechs from harm’s way. Zane patched himself into the com device of the Sonic Cannon. “Sonic Cannon this is Admiral Preston of the Hyaku Shiki. You’re clear to cease Operation Azaka and head home. I’ll remain and cove your retreat. Oh, and operator please make sure Azaka doesn’t do anything rash and follow me out here in an attempt to help me alright.” Zane said with a wink to the Sonic Cannon Operator.

Zane received a transmission "Admiral Preston this is the pilot of the GAT-01A2R Slaughter Dagger Jin-Giro on special assignment to help coordinate and facilitate an immediate retreat, Im sure you've heard of Captain Ire's unfortunate death but it is my duty to inform you that you are now the commanding officer who must lead the soldiers back to friendly soil, I am currently on route to the titan for a weapons swap and I will forward you my coordinate when I touch down on board." Jin’s voice was stern and that of commanding officer even though the Admiral also out ranked him.

Zane cringed at the thought of Captain Ire's passing. It was unfortunate to loose such a good captain like this. After a small moment of hesitation he was ready to respond, “GAT-01A2R Slaughter Dagger Jin-“ he said as an enemy mech fired on the Hyaku Shiki with heavy cannon fire. “Shit… I guess a response will have t wait until my hasty new playmate is quelled.” Zane said as he returned cannon fire. He moved swiftly to the right and flew downward and ascended in front of the enemy mech and cut it in half with his beam sword. The enemy mech exploded with a bright flash. “An eye for an eye. That was for Captain Ire.” Zane said solemnly.

"All Metargo forces in the immediate area this is junior command tactician Jin-giro, pilot of the DGAT-01A2R Slaughter Dagger I have orders for you all to convene on the Titan for immediate evac. I repeat do not pursue the enemy forces." His voice rang over the Metargo private channel.

Zane let out a sigh, “Gosh who’s the dumb blonde today?” He said to himself sarcastically. Zane opened his com link and responded. “Sorry about that delay Slaughter Dagger, I ran into a spot of trouble as I was about to respond. Follow through with the retreat. I want this executed in no more than ten minutes. And good call Jin.” Zane said with a smile.

Azaka Oikawa

Azaka watched from the sonic cannon monitors as the Hyaku Shiki took the cannon fire and then destroyed the attacking mech. He couldn’t help but to hold his breath in anticipation. He was hoping that there was something more he could do for Zane but he knew he’d only make things worse by trying to help. In the end Zane got himself out of trouble anyway. This fact was much to Azaka’s relief.

"All Metargo forces in the immediate area this is junior command tactician Jin-giro, pilot of the GAT-01A2R Slaughter Dagger I have orders for you all to convene on the Titan for immediate evac. I repeat do not pursue the enemy forces." His voice rang over the Metargo private channel.

Azaka heard the transmission and turned to the rest of the Sonic Cannon’s crew. “Great job everyone! We put on a stellar performance out there! The enemy didn’t know what hit them. Let head home.”

Karen Lunaria Metargo

Karen used her mech’s shielding to cover the retreating mechs so that they wouldn’t sustain any further enemy fire. She was glad that this battle was drawing to an end. It seemed that Metargo learned a valuable lesson in the results of pushing one’s weight around. “This is Queen Karen Lunaria Metargo aboard the Red Moon. My shields are covering the escape route. I shall return to the Titan in just a few moments. Minmei has confirmed that most allied units have returned.” With that the queen headed back to the Titan.

Barnett Belvedere

Barnett watched as the door had opened to the infirmary and in walked Cain with a sleeping woman. Barnett blushed a little as she saw Cain, she always thought Cain was attractive. However her blushing ceased when she saw the woman. “Who the heck is she?” Barnett thought to herself.

"Oh. Miss Barnett. I'm sorry if I woke you. I just have to put this girl in here." Cain said thinking that he'd woke her.

Cain gently put the Benjlakki woman's body on the empty bed in the room and sat down on a chair in between both beds.
"So." He said quietly. "Are you feeling better?"

Barnett smiled brightly. “Yes I am. At this point the doctor said that if I stick with the pain killers then I should be up and about in a day or so. What actually gotten me down is this lying in bed while the others are fighting out there. I just wish I could be doing something useful ya know.” Barnett brushed her bangs out of her face and looked up at Cain. “So Cain who is this woman you’ve brought here? I don’t recognize her at all, and I’m pretty good with faces.” Barnett asked while looking curiously.

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Saul was relieved the battle was over. Of course, he knew that thousands of troops perished in the amphibious assault that ultimately ended in failure, something which placed him in a deeper internal depression. He hid such depression so well, only his wife, son, and daughter knew about it. To the rest of the Metargo Kingdom, he had a charismatic aura about him. Seeing Karen return back to the ship safely brought a soft smile to him as he walked up to her and hugged her. "Karen..."

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Bibi saw the Champ model and realized right away it was the same pilot. She heard what she was going to be asked to do, so she simply walked up to the pilot during the conversation he was having after she told one of the mechanics to prepare a spot for the admiral. The mechanic in front of her next noticed that and then introduce her to him.

"Pilot of the Slaughter Dagger, here is the Head Mechanic, Ensign Durrans." Whispering, the man added, "Her full name is Bibiana Armine Durrans. She's the eldest daughter of and eventual successor to Duke Adelias Durrans of Lexcorvi. As you know, Dukes and Duchesses often act as advisors to the royal court. Anyway, whatever you do, don't refer to her by any titles referring to a noblewoman. She gets a bit touchy about her status. If not refer to her by her military rank, just call her 'Bibi', and you'll be fine." That same man next went over to Laurence Vincent Howe and whispered the same warning to him about Bibi.

Meanwhile, Bibi glared at Jin while saying, "So, you're the guy who's been doing my job when it comes to my mechanics division on this ship! I am familiar with that model, by the way! I kind of have to be! I'm the one who laid the schematics for the prototype and helped build it, too! Next time, just request the switch to the mode of your choice, and I'll take it from there, all right?"

After she got her answer and told him she already prepared a place for Zane Preston's mech, she next walked up to her fiancé and suddenly, her expression was a bit softer. She realized it was an arranged thing, so she could not exactly blame the boy. That is not to say she would suddenly warm up to him. That would take time. "Laurence, my office is this way." Her office was one typical for a military mechanic on a ship, which also acted as part of a living quarters for multiple people (of course, there were separate bunks in the adjacent room). "This is the two of us will be staying in between battles. I personally requested that from Captain Ire, before the now-over battle, that is. We're engaged, anyway, right? So, we might as well get used to that fact." She washed her hands before going up to the fridge, then brought out two vanilla protein shakes and shook them well before setting one on the table next to the desk. "You'll need the supplements, trust me. Being in the military really takes a lot out of you." Sitting down in one chair and waiting for him to sit in the other, she asked with an arched eyebrow, "Not so glamorous once you're actually in a fight for your life, is it?" Shrugging, she added, "Well, that's reality for ya."

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While Aaron used colorful language to describe how he and Lion Team lost several good pilots to a bunch of rookies, Kyle walked beside Minmei with a clam, yet stressed-out demeanor. Placing a hand on his forehead with a disgruntled sigh, he said, "I could sure use a drink, about now. Still want to do that?"

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Zechariah and Benjamin made it back to the Seraphim with the rest of the remaining Brown Wings that were accounted for. Still, there was no sign of Chemda nor Adira. What happened to them? When Zechariah spotted Captain McKenzie, a burning anger seethed in him. Walking up to him, Zech said in a clam, but stern voice, "Captain, that mech pilot was already out of the fight. If she did not intend what she said to me to be a bluff, I would have already been dead." Benjamin pulled Zechariah aside and shouted at him with, "Zech, this is a war! This is what we do, we destroy the enemy! Forget that, and you're a dead man!" Pushing Ben away, Zechariah asked him, "What makes you think I wanted to be a part of any war, to begin with? When was the last time you heard me express any interest in that?"

With that, he walked away to leave his older brother to his thoughts. Meanwhile, Ben noticed Catrina nearby and told her, "Don't worry about my brother. He's just stressed out, is all."

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Back on the Titan, after letting go of Karen, Saul spotted Jin in the aftermath of Bibi talking to that pilot. The King went up to him and said, "Bibi is often like that. You get used to it, after a time." He then said to Karen with a soft smile, "Oh! I almost forgot that you had something to say to this young man. I better check on Scoar and tell Viki of the results of the battle."

First, he gave his message on the results to Viki, which went like this:

My daughter, while the whole family is safe, for the moment, the amphibious assault on the beaches of the Gatwashiim peninsula nearest our country ultimately failed. The amphibious troops were all but decimated by the enemy garrison, roughly totaling a number of 6555 foot soldiers, 210 pilots, and 15 ships. Elsewhere, such as the southern-most shorelines of Benjlakki territory, the weaker resistance resulted in advancement further inland, though not without reinforcements from different places within Benjlakk arriving to try to counter them. Progress in this war has been made, but for how long from now, I cannot say. These matters are never so simple. The fleet I am with still has 21 ships, despite the heavy losses. I suspect neither this fleet nor the enemy one we face will be capable of any fierce combat for a while, considering the damage most ships on both sides sustained. Repairs may take at least a week, if not more. After that, we shall plan an alternate route inland to continue the military campaign. I pray to Marlextov that this war end soon, lest internal problems within the kingdom become our downfall.

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Adira took a risk and activated the electronic map for a brief moment. Once she saw that the battle was over, she realized that this was an opportune time to test her stealth while piloting a mech. She took a guess as to where the enemy would go and took an alternate route to get there. Metargo territory was not that far, and with the mountains in the nearest enemy territory on the other side of the sea, radars would have difficulty locating her if she flew in low. Next stop, Fort Ordimarga. I'm not going back to the Seraphim without my sister.

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Speaking of whom, Chemda was slowly regaining consciousness, yet it was barely noticeable. She had yet to be able to move, though she could hear a couple people speaking in the Metargo language. Although the words were similar to those in the Benjlakki language, some she could not comprehend everything. What she could gather was the male voice apologized for possibly waking the female one's up, while the female said something about being down while everyone else was fighting. Were they talking about the aftermath of the battle?

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Field Marhsal Constantini received word that the defensive was successful and also heard about Vance's success in taking out three Leo Vermilions by himself. Knowing that at least one squadron needed more pilots, he personally went on speakers to make an announcement:

Listen up, boys! We may have taken some significant losses during this defensive, but thanks to everyone involved, we managed to repel the enemy amphibious assault. I would personally like to congratulate Private 1st Class Vance in defeating three Leo Vermilions all by himself with a Praetorian. He is now two kills away from being a mech ace, and his skills as a pilot, I believe, the Benjlakki Republic Navy could use. Therefore, I am requesting a transport and escort be made ready for his trip to the Seraphim, where Rear Admiral Lionel of the 101st Fleet shall be informed of his achievement and requested transfer.

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While Aaron used colorful language to describe how he and Lion Team lost several good pilots to a bunch of rookies, Kyle walked beside Minmei with a clam, yet stressed-out demeanor. Placing a hand on his forehead with a disgruntled sigh, he said, "I could sure use a drink, about now. Still want to do that?"

Minmei looked at Kyle and let out a sigh. “Yeah I could use a drink about now. That last battle was quite depressing…” She said. The two went the resident bar aboard the Titan. They sat at the bar itself and the bartender asked the two “What will it be?”

Minmei replied, “I’ll have a cosmo please.” She then turned to kyle, “Order what you like Kyle.” She said. She was a bit down. Shehad such high hopes for that battle and they were utterly dashed. Minmei said to Kyle while they waited for their drinks, “So it seems you’ve a lot of respect for the Benjlakki. I gotta admit they are brave and not as easy as I thought they’d be. The upper crust of Metargo always seems so confident when they talk about defeating the Benjlakki. I guess their pompousness was misplaced. Although I respect them more, I still dislike them.” Minmei sat staring at the neon lit wording that hung from the wall as she spoke. “Perhaps I should marry that politician my mother introduced me to and then convince him to move us someplace cozy and safe. He was nice and handsome, and at least I wouldn’t have to see this mess of a war straight on.” Minmei said with a sigh.

Karen Lunaria

Karen was most glad to feel her husband’s embrace and to have made it back safely. She knew it was a bit much for the queen to fight in a war, but she wanted to do whatever she could to help the troops. After letting go of Karen, Saul spotted Jin in the aftermath of Bibi talking to that pilot. The King went up to him and said, "Bibi is often like that. You get used to it, after a time." He then said to Karen with a soft smile, "Oh! I almost forgot that you had something to say to this young man. I better check on Scoar and tell Viki of the results of the battle."

Karen replied, “Alright dear. Send Viki my love.”

"Queen Karen, you have something to speak to me about?" Jin said as Karen approached him.

She smiled and he seemed surprised by it. “I am horrible with the military ranking system, please forgive me. May I call you Jin?” The queen asked politely. She then continued, “My husband and I, as well as Admiral Preston have been monitoring your progress for some time now, and we thought to ask of your help in a greater capacity. You’re of a brilliant tactical mind it seems and I wanted to ask if you would receive the bestowing of the Tactician’s rank for the Metargo Fleets. Admiral Preston said he could use the assistance form someone such as yourself and you were the perfect choice for recommendation. I agreed and so does Saul. Will you accept my offer Sir Jin?” Karen asked with her dainty voice.

Zane Preston and Azaka Oikawa

Zane had returned to the Titan and docked the Hyaku Shiki in the hanger. He saw Queen Karen speaking with Jin in the distance and smiled. He reoved his helmet and his blonde lock fell down to his shoulders. “Please say yes!” He called over to Jin from where he was. He then continued walking toward the hangar’s exit as he wiped the sweat from his brow. Azaka appeared in the doorway with a soft smile. Zane grinned and reached his hand out to Azaka to shake it but Azaka simply dashed toward Zane and locked him into a deep embrace.

“I was a little scared for you. Don’t be so reckless out there okay?” Azaka said to his lover.

Zane replied softly, “Alright. I’ll slow down on the heroics in the future.” The two shared a quick kiss and let go of each other. Zane continued, “Let’s grab a bite to eat songbird.” The two walked down the Tiatan hallways. “Honestly had you not been out there operating the Sonic Cannon, things would have been a hell of a lot worse. I’m glad you so stubbornly insisted on protecting me. We needed the help.” Zane said solemnly.

“Anything for you love. I’m sorry to hear about the loss of Captain Ire. I wish this war hadn’t happened. So many would still be alive. I plan to write a requiem song for the fallen. It’s the least I can do.” Azaka said as the two neared the restaurant.

Zane stopped short. Azaka turned around to see what was the matter. Zane replied, “No songbird, the least would be to continue living, for the sake of peace and those that died fighting for it. Pray to the heavens that we don’t those numbers.” Zane said quietly. He then took Azaka’s hand and led him into the restaurant.

Azaka grew increasingly worried about Zane. “Oh Zane… you look as if all the sorrow of Metargo is on your shoulders.” Azaka thought to himself.

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Zechariah was found by Benjamin in the naval barracks of the Seraphim, working on yet another piece of solar technology. Ben sighed in pity; he knew this war would be tough on his little brother. Whereas Ben enlisted to continue the family legacy, Zech wanted no part of it. Ben walked up to him with, "What'cha working on?"

"An Ion Weaponry Core. Metargo already has a head start in that field, with their EMP stuff."

"Isn't that a little small to work with a mech's weapons?'

"This is just part of it. I'll be sure to ask for Olivia to help with finding parts. I already made some of the other parts. This one especially needs some work on now that I have witnessed what Metargo is capable of. Once the entire core is completed, it will be installed into one of the beam rifles."

"Better not lose it."

"I know."

Benjamin looked out the window. "Hey, uh... if it works, do you think it would change how wars are fought."

Zechariah glared at his brother. "I don't care about that. So long as I can prevent even one unnecessary death, that is what matters." Looking out that same window, he asked Benjamin, "You think there's the chance the Shapiro Twins are still alive?"

Ben nodded. "Most likely. I mean, they are a tough pair of gals, so I doubt they'd go down easily."

After a nod of the head, Zechriah contacted the Admiral by on the comm link, "Admiral, this is Zechariah Malachi. Benjamin and I are going to search for Chemda and Adira Shapiro. As I said before, we lost their signals along the shore. I doubt they were killed, since no enemy mech but that downed nuclear one was nearby them when it happened. We'll be back after the results of the search."

With that, the Malachi brothers got into their Eagles, launched, and the search was on. Ben smiled somewhat while telling his brother, "Zech, with how you kept Brown Wing Team together, you ought to be promoted to Sergeant."

"Stay on task, big brother."

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Kyle ordered a whiskey and waited with Minmei, whom discussed Benjlakk and possibly marrying politician. The thought of her settling down made him laugh and give her a playful punch. "You're not going to go back in your shell once he expresses interest in you, are you?" Calming down a bit and letting go of his mischievous grin, he added, "Seriously, though, you first need to work on not being so shy once it is clear a guy likes you." His face solemn, now, he spoke some more. "Of course, none of that will matter if Benjlakk wins this war."

His whisky now in his hand, he took a sip before saying, "Prime Minister Lopez was an idiot to have challenged the Benjlakki Republic at all, and I'm not saying this to be unpatriotic. There's a reason no other country in this day and age would have dared consider it: all that have attacked or threatened our new enemies in the millennia-long history of Benjlakk's existence lost their sovereignty, with the Benjlakki Armed Forces killing off both military and government. Granted, President Anderson promised to pull away from that dark reputation should war be upon them, which it is, but I doubt he can prevent history from repeating itself. He may end up giving in to the pressure, in the end, should we lose. If that were to be the case, neither you, me, nor that politician your mother introduced you to would live through being hunted down and shot. The civilians will be fine, it is the government and military personnel that would not survive under such a scenario. That is how serious this war is, right now. It's not like any war we fought before; our sovereignty is at stake, now. It matters not whether we grab even a mile of Fertaninn away from the Benjlakki Republic, at this point. If we lose and Howard Anderson fails to uphold his promise that he made upon election into Benjlakk's presidential office, Metargo will fall due to a lust for revenge on our enemy's part. Nothing else matters."

Turning his head sideways in sadness, he added with another sip, "It's just as the King himself said before we left to fight: we may have 'bitten off more than we can chew'. Regardless, we must continue what we started and hopefully hold out long enough that negotiations may begin. We have the offensive now, but once about a fifth of our population starts complaining about a lack of food from the imports we were receiving from Benjlakk, we will be vulnerable to retaliation. We're in a race against time, right now. We've got to beat the crisis before it beats us. It's the only way we can hope to keep our own nation independent, unless Anderson pulls it off and Benjlakk offers to negotiate a treaty, for the first time."

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((I made a double post by accident. ^^; ))

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Barnett Belvedere

"I don't know her name." Cain said plainly and smiled a bit. "Apparently she attacked me with another person who looked just like her, most likely her twin. They were pretty strong for...." He hesitated for a moment. Barnett gave a curious look but decided not to ask about his hesitation. Clearing his throat Cain then continued. "For Benjlakk soldiers. However, I disarmed both of them. I brought her here for Scoar to question. Don't worry though. If she wakes up, I'll make sure you're safe." He said looking at the door.

Barnett smiled that was free of worry, and replied. “Thanks Cain, I’m in good hands with you here.”

Scoar walked through just as Cain had stopped talking. Closing the door behind him he gave a tiresome sigh. "Oh." He said noticing Barnett. "Nice to see you're up. I hope you'll be able to join the battle tomorrow. We could really use you.”

Barnett brushed a lock of blonde hair behind her ear and replied, “I should be off of bed rest by tomorrow but the doctor said that I’m only cleared for analyst duties until he gives the word. So it seems sailor multi might be idle for a short while. Thanks Prince Scoar.” Barnett thought it nice how the royal family of Metargo was so approachable.

Scoar continued, “Oh yeah, Cain, You're gonna have to stay here for about an hour. I'll try to keep you company for as long as possible but things are hectic out there. The Captain went down in battle."

"Oh. I see. That's too bad." Cain replied.

"Yeah. I suppose I'll go talk to my mom later but first I have to watch the nurse come in and draw blood from this girl. We suspect that something may be wrong with her. She may have the same 'cold' that you once had."

Cain's eyes narrowed a bit as he looked at the ceiling. "I see."

Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Prince Scoar. Can you tell me again how the girl became unconscious." The nurse said, poking her head into the room.
Scoar once again sighed and said, "I'll be back you two." as he left the room.

“I wonder who she is? If she does have a twin, I’m sure she’s really worried about her. I heard that twins can often be even closer than usual siblings.” Barnett said as she stared at the young woman. Barnett glanced over at the flowers that were gifted mysteriously to her earlier and thought they’d make for a more upbeat subject change. “So Cain, I’ve received these flowers earlier and I think they’re quite lovely. I mean gosh a girl has to literally be in a hospital bed to get a bouquet of flowers these days!” She joked with a giggle. “Minmei thinks they’re from a secret admirer. I told her, ‘yeah right, I thought the guys would stop admiring me when I took this load off my chest!” She joked again. After her laughter subsided she took a more thoughtful tone, “But seriously, it would be nice if they were from someone nice that showed interest in me. Someone nice in the middle of so much trouble.” She started at the flowers as if lost in thought.

Minmei Mindori

Kyle ordered a whiskey and waited with Minmei, whom discussed Benjlakk and possibly marrying politician. The thought of her settling down made him laugh and give her a playful punch. "You're not going to go back in your shell once he expresses interest in you, are you?" Calming down a bit and letting go of his mischievous grin, he added, "Seriously, though, you first need to work on not being so shy once it is clear a guy likes you." His face solemn, now, he spoke some more. "Of course, none of that will matter if Benjlakk wins this war."

Minmei rolled her eyes playfully, “I guess. Funny thing is that he doesn’t make me feel nervous, even when I’d imagine him being interested in me. I don’t know why that is.” Minmei replied.

His whisky now in his hand, he took a sip before saying, "Prime Minister Lopez was an idiot to have challenged the Benjlakki Republic at all, and I'm not saying this to be unpatriotic. There's a reason no other country in this day and age would have dared consider it: all that have attacked or threatened our new enemies in the millennia-long history of Benjlakk's existence lost their sovereignty, with the Benjlakki Armed Forces killing off both military and government. Granted, President Anderson promised to pull away from that dark reputation should war be upon them, which it is, but I doubt he can prevent history from repeating itself. He may end up giving in to the pressure, in the end, should we lose. If that were to be the case, neither you, me, nor that politician your mother introduced you to would live through being hunted down and shot. The civilians will be fine, it is the government and military personnel that would not survive under such a scenario. That is how serious this war is, right now. It's not like any war we fought before; our sovereignty is at stake, now. It matters not whether we grab even a mile of Fertaninn away from the Benjlakki Republic, at this point. If we lose and Howard Anderson fails to uphold his promise that he made upon election into Benjlakk's presidential office, Metargo will fall due to a lust for revenge on our enemy's part. Nothing else matters."

Turning his head sideways in sadness, he added with another sip, "It's just as the King himself said before we left to fight: we may have 'bitten off more than we can chew'. Regardless, we must continue what we started and hopefully hold out long enough that negotiations may begin. We have the offensive now, but once about a fifth of our population starts complaining about a lack of food from the imports we were receiving from Benjlakk, we will be vulnerable to retaliation. We're in a race against time, right now. We've got to beat the crisis before it beats us. It's the only way we can hope to keep our own nation independent, unless Anderson pulls it off and Benjlakk offers to negotiate a treaty, for the first time."

Minmei sighed, “It seems thing keep getting darker and darker. The Benjlakk sure seem merciless considering how you describe the possible outcome should we lose. So it sounds like either we leave them alone or conquer them, or they defeat us and subjugate us. Now they don’t seem as innocent as some like to paint them in that light. But I’ve heard and said enough about the enemy. Let’s talk about you. Any personal stake you’ve got in this war?”


Karen Lunaria

The queen smiled as she began to speak to Jin. He gave a slight bow and Introduced himself as Jin-Giro

“I am horrible with the military ranking system, please forgive me. May I call you Jin?” The queen asked politely.

"Why of course ma'am" Jin said slightly shocked at her politeness and sincerity.

She then continued, “My husband and I, as well as Admiral Preston have been monitoring your progress for some time now, and we thought to ask of your help in a greater capacity. You’re of a brilliant tactical mind it seems and I wanted to ask if you would receive the bestowing of the Tactician’s rank for the Metargo Fleets." a look of surprise took over Jin's face.

while Jin was still in disbelief Karen continued "Admiral Preston said he could use the assistance form someone such as yourself and you were the perfect choice for recommendation. I agreed and so does Saul. Will you accept my offer Sir Jin?” she asked with her dainty voice.

"I'd be honored" he announced with the look of shock still labeled on his face. "So will I be staying onboard the Titan and operating out the command room here? Jin asked hopefully

"Indeed, you shall. You should be allowed to move about freely as you see fit. You will need to be present at board meetings and even some parliament discussion that involve Metargo military movements. I am most glad that you’ve accepted the offer. This is an official document of promotion. My husband and I drafted it up in advance in the event that you’d take the position.” Karen handed Jin the beautifully decorated envelope with the royal seal stamped on it. “I an official will help you get settled and briefed. Thank you once again Sir Jin! I must be off now. We shall see each other soon.” Karen said with a smiled and a gentle nod and gracefully proceeded down the hallway.

(OOC: MrGr1nch you can write for the officials that help Jin get settled as you see fit.)

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Character Portrait: Minmei Midori Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi
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Zechariah heard Viola make that assumption about wanting to 'mate' with Viki and could not help but be infuriated by such an implied accusation. He wanted to punch the android hard, but he refrained from doing so. He shouted to Viola, "Idiot! I'm not interested in sex! Don't go making such assumptions without getting to know me, first! On top of that, she's got to be stressed out, as it is, without fretting over something like that!"

Benjamin joined in with, "That's right! My brother never was the kind of guy that was lustful! What kind of scanner are you using, anyway!?"

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Kyle's grip on the glass of whisky tightened at the query of what he had to lose. "Just my life. All else was taken from me, a couple or so years ago, by a meltdown." Pulling out a photo of him and his family, he showed it to Minmei. "Yep. That's me when I had brown hair. I didn't choose to have it colored light gray, it happened after the explosion. My parents died instantly, and my little sister received a fatal illness from that same meltdown, an illness I could not pay the treatment for in time." A tear came down as he spoke. "So, you see, I have no family or anything. All I have, aside from this photo, are my life, my knife, and a deck of playing cards. No nice home to go to, no major possessions, nothing to really look forward to. The only reason I am in the military is to live away from street life. Were my sister alive, today, she'd be in her second year of high school. She was extremely compassionate. You'd be surprised how far she would have gone for a stranger, no matter where they came from. And, she had a way of getting people to smile during hardships."