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Sandra Lionel

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

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Name: Sandra Lionel
Gender: Female
Age: 41
Height:5'5"
Occupation: Naval Officer enlisted and Naval academy graduate.
Appearance: Sandra has broad shoulders but is in good physical health. She has green eyes and shoulder length brown hair.
Rank: Rear Admiral
Personality: Sandra is a rather quiet person only choosing to speak when necessary. Though when she does speak it can be seen that she chooses her words wisely. She also prefers diplomacy over direct action and tries to avoid direct conflict when ever possible but will do what she must to ensure the survival of her countrymen and women.
Bio: Sandra was born to an upper middle class family, her father being a doctor and her mother being a secretary to a V.P. for one of the weapons manufacturing corporations. Given her mothers job she was highly encouraged and practically forced to attend military school. The school changed their daughter, her parents were proud but Sandra was mortified.
Nationality: Benjlakki

So begins...

Sandra Lionel's Story

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Karen Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Kal Tavin Character Portrait: Laurence Vincent Howe Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Leopold Mckenzie Character Portrait: Captain Raiyn Ire Character Portrait: Viola Jenova Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Alan Fore Character Portrait: Darius N. Character Portrait: Kavi N.
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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."

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Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Leopold Mckenzie Character Portrait: Captain Raiyn Ire
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Rear-Admiral Sandra Lionel Stood in the rear portion of the bridge on the Seraphim. The Bridge was made up of two major portions Sandra's Fleet command Center Occupying the rear and The rest of the Bridge was dedicated to the Captain and command crews. A large holographic map was displayed on a table and Aides could be heard in comm conversations.

Sandra looked over the map carefully studying the battle at hand. The Majority of the 101st Fleet was holding In the air just behind the beach defenses.

"Marshal Constantini, This is Admiral Lionel, I'm sending in Three Squadrons from the Naval Airforce for close Air support they are at your discretion I'm holding our mech's in reserve for now to reinforce our weak points."

Sandra then closed the comm and looked over the map of the Attacking fleet when something toward the edge of the battle lines drew her eye. "What is that?" She asked an officer.

"We are getting reports of smoke sir I'm unsure of why Orders?"

"It's probably just a diversion... Captain Mckenzie, Come cake a look at this." Sandra Called across the bridge pointing at the section of the map when he would arrive.

"What do you make of this, I'm thinking it's a feint but should we move brown wing in to investigate?"
Sandra knew she could have just made the order but she wasn't sure about this one. It seemed that the Metargo were throwing everything they had, but if she ignored the area and she was wrong it could be devastating to their forces.

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So this was war… thought Leopold as he gazed at his busy crew.

As far as the ship was concerned it seemed that war and peace didn't seem to be so different so far, Indeed excluding a few raised concerned eye brows and a brisk sprint instead of the usual unconcerned walk his crew didn't seem to be behaving any differently.

Leopold had even heard laughter and a few jokes passing around, all seemed normal.

But nothing was normal; this was all but a façade of an appearance maintained for the sake of confidence, the whole lot of them where inwardly trembling.

The holographic display screens where showing the grim tide of war for all to see; blue and read markers lightened the map while numbers fell sometimes a few hundred at a time indicating the loss of a ship or bunker. These where the statistics of war and the factor often most deciding in its conduct; attrition, the ability to put more bodies forward and greater reserves of war material then your enemy could.

So far the situation was undecided, the garrisons where holding… if barley however it was clear that the battle of attrition was for the moment not going to Benjlakk's favor.

Leopold was hardly optimistic; hardly any Benjlakki had any true combat experience. No matter the training, no matter the contests and no matter the constant maintenance of technical par with the rest of the world. The truth was that there was no replacing the brute experience needed to treat war as a simple working hazard like these Mango's did. (war time nickname for Metargos)

Leopold didn't doubt that they were as afraid as his own crew however their Imperialistic society had bread them for war. Metargo's economy, culture, society, religion and government where dedicated to conflict and "glorious" expansion while Benjlakk now a peaceful nation for almost a century was rediscovering it's own darker nature.

Leopold was "Luckier" then most; he had participated in a few raids by the Special Naval Service and therefor saw some operational service however a few strikes in the dark followed by rapid escape didn’t count a thing against this storm… in reality Leopold was almost as green as a recently drafted serviceman.

"Captain Mckenzie, Come cake a look at this" Said the familiar voice of the one person who's final judgments Leopold could trust; his commanding officer Rear Admiral Lionel.

As Leopold put his thoughts at the back of his mind he noticed that all this time he had been coincidently standing over the shoulder of a young operations ensign, only recently drafted here and by now sweating at his captain's sudden interest.

Leopold lost no time in correcting himself; he smiled at the young man and nodded in approval. "Carry on" said Leopold and then walked across the bridge towards Rear Admiral Lionel.

"What do you make of this, I'm thinking it's a feint but should we move brown wing in to investigate?"

Leopold nodded and gazed intensely at the display. The admiral hadn't had to ask him of course however words could not express his gratitude that she gave him at least some place to voice his own concerns. No matter the circumstances the ship was the captain's responsibility.

The admiral was on the whole probably right; smaller ships which had been hit had either been destroyed or had been able to deflect incoming attack entirely. It would take a large capital ship to sustain damage which could cause such smoke however nothing like that had been reported so far.

Besides, the garrisons simply did not have the hardware to damage a capital ship to such a degree, which was what the navy was here for.

"Ma'am, I believe you are correct in your assessment. I cannot think of any reason for such smoke other than enemy initiative… if our forces had indeed managed to hit a ship to such a degree it would have been reported which it hasn't.

However, we cannot afford to ignore this. I would rather not risk our pilots in what is quite possibly a trap of some kind but we have to know what this is all about. I agree that we should send in brown wing however they must maintain their distance at the very least. It would be useful to have a wing airborne to give us cover anyway just in case the enemy attempts anything"

The setting changes from Myrstrarkia to Benjlakk

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Karen Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Kal Tavin Character Portrait: Laurence Vincent Howe Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Scoar Zeo Metargo Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Leopold Mckenzie Character Portrait: Captain Raiyn Ire Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Viola Jenova Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Alan Fore Character Portrait: Kavi N.
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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: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Karen Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Kal Tavin Character Portrait: Laurence Vincent Howe Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Scoar Zeo Metargo Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Leopold Mckenzie Character Portrait: Captain Raiyn Ire Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Viola Jenova Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Alan Fore Character Portrait: Kavi N.
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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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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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Leopold Mckenzie



"Captain Leopold I want you to move to engage that ship."


"Aye Aye Ma'am" Said Leopold in acknowledgment of his superior's order.

In her place as admiral Leopold would have waited for a more comprehensive picture of the battlefield before endangering their indispensable forces in any offensive, however he could no longer count on his judgment to make such a call... his years as a captain had made him understand how grave was his responsiblity.

Life had been simple when he had been a commander of a small detachment of Mech's; being on the frontline gave him the perspective he needed to make the right decisions. On a colossus such as this however the battlefield was a digital feedback, distant and often blurred by the fog of war.

The safety of his ship was his concern, running a war was the admiral's.

"Navigation officer Wells engage secondary thrusters and bring us in, prepare the main thruster for a rapid shift in direction"

"Aye Aye Sir!"

The Seraphim answered her Captain's call gradually gaining thrust; every movement carried her further away from the blue zenith of peace and down the long road to war.

Farewell to a nation, farewell to an age. Hence forth the bonds of brotherhood lay broken, so ends the path of the sage.

Chains of feathers solemn fall under the carved gaze of the totem, a soul by Earth begotten shall not to soil return.

The molded clay now lies broken, the reign of the warlord has returned.


The Seraphim shook as blasts of heat battered around the shields. The strikes did not subside but grew in intensity, soon penetrations and structural hit's where reported and damage control teams met their first true tests.

Whatever the extent of the damage it would take minutes, even hours until all was made clear.

"Major Jonson, if you have any preliminary details available at this time over the extent of the damage sustained to the Seraphim I want to hear it" Said Leopold over the ship communication intercom.

Although Leopold respected the admiral for giving orders for the greater benefit of the war effort he also appreciated a mechanic who felt the same responsibility over the Seraphim machines as he did over her organic components... in their own individual ways of course... some more curious then others.

Leopold had waited as long as he dared, " Engineering engage full engine power, switch to main thrusters!, Wells; turn us to the right, bring our full broadside to bare!"

The Seraphim turned and finally the familiar sounds of her heavy siege guns came to bare brining great relief to all the occupants of the command bridge.

Smaller Metargo ships could not take such firepower and soon burst into flame, the battle was now truly beginning as two giants now made visual contact.

So this was the Titan thought Leopold. She was leaving damaged however considering the investment and its returns she had received Leopold could only conclude her effort as a success.

Leopold could see that if the Titan left now she would only return once again and threaten his crew.

"Ma'am, we cannot possibly allow that ship a chance at safe harbor. I have served in the S.N.S (special naval service), I know their work. My Mech saw service with the S.N.S and was given to me by them for this kind of eventuality, it is ideal for this purpose. I respectfully request permission to make a Torpedo run"

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Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Kal Tavin Character Portrait: Laurence Vincent Howe Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Scoar Zeo Metargo Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Leopold Mckenzie Character Portrait: Captain Raiyn Ire Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Alan Fore Character Portrait: Darius N. Character Portrait: Kavi N.
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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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Sandra clenched her fists as the ship entered combat. It was clear that they were going to have one hell of a fight ahead and Sandra began to follow this battle more closely she had one or two officers monoriting the rest of the fleet but the Titan was now her primary concern. It was then that A thought crossed her mind but it was interrupted as Captain Mckenzie Spoke.

"Captain Get in your mech but I don't want you to attack just yet." Sandra ordered as she crossed the room toward the Ships command area. "I'll act in your place as Captain and Admiral for now, I need to send a message to our Metargo Neighbors." She said with a smile as she walked over to an open comm station and opened a hail for the Titan.

"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."

Sandra knew she was bluffing on the heavy solar cannon's but the enemy didn't know that.

"Leo on your way to your mech talk to your Mechanic and see if there is anything we can do on the ship to intimidate the enemy." Sandra said.

She shouted over to one of her senior advisers. "Contact Stalker Force Have them ready to strike if that vessel submerses. If they fail to surrender but believe our bluff it will drive them right into our trap."

Under the water 2 Levithans and two submersible mech groups along with 2 Destroyers and 4 Hunter Killer subs(Will post the details eventually ooc) were running silently beneath the waves. The ships recieved the encoded message crews were ordered to duty stations prepping for an ambush.

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Azaka Oikawa Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Laurence Vincent Howe Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Captain Raiyn Ire Character Portrait: Saul Metargo
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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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Admiral Lionel stood on the bridge as she surveyed the scene it appeared the Titan was going to make no move to surrender. She opened a comm to Captain Mckenzie. "Captain you are cleared for an attack, I'm ordering the taskforce to attack as well and it appears Brownwing team is engaging Lion team near by."

"Stalker Force is clear to attack" Sandra ordered and from the depths of the ocean the small taskforce turned off silent protocols and moved to battlestations as the cruisers and other ships fired an array of torpedoes and underwater weaponry at the Metargo fleet and the retreating Titan.

"By your orders Admiral" replied Leopold to Sandra. The Dominator flew mere feet above the ocean and then shifted its form to the amphibious mode and sank beneath the waves.
Had the Special Naval Service been here Leopold would have been confident of their chances however with only regular amphibious naval crews and some KLS Cu 2's and 3's; the Dominator's obsolete predecessors, Leopold was worried.

The secret code arrived and thus began a hailstorm of fire.

Leopold launched two of his Torpedo's along with the rest of the force; The Titan was dealt a serious blow however she was by no means lost to her fleet.
A gunfight developed between the small fleet and the Titan, no matter the fire they pounded into her the Titan held up and began to slip away, Leopold could not allow that to happen.

He pushed the throttle to full power and utilized the secondary engines in his Mech's arms to build up a substantial power of propulsion. Leopold caught up with the Titan and approached her, once he had made range Leopold fire his two remaining Torpedo's hoping to score a direct strike on the ship's engines however both Torpedo's where intercepted by defensive turret fire and blew up before reaching their mark.

Leopold activated the comm and bitterly repeated to the Admiral what had occurred; they, he had failed to score a decisive strike at the Titan.

"Awaiting further orders Ma'am" said Leopold as calmly as he could though he could not disguise his barley restrained fury.


"I want you to pursue the vessel at a range captain and support brownwing team the ship is reading a lot of damage but I want this thing out of commission Captain you saw what she could do." Sandra said over the comm.

"Understood, I shall forward the order to all available Mech's here to begin the pursuit" Said Leopold as he patched in the rest of the assault force and issued the new directive.

The Titan gathered speed and departed the ocean before the Mech's could launch a strafing run. Leopold had his Mech enter the flight mod again and the rest of the Mech's followed suite, despite their inadequate armament the group began attacking the titan but caused little damage.

A few strikes at the Titan's wings may have helped bring the monster down faster then she would have under the circumstances but, they could not pin in a decisive strike.

When the Titan curled up in the sands of the land below it seemed like the opportune time to finish her off and Leopold made arrangements to that effect with the rest of the assault group. Just as they split up for the attack run a tremendous blast sent shock waves swirling into the air, many Mech's lost control and crashed landed while others where hit by comet like "fire balls" which brought those unfortunate down within seconds.

Leopold was fortunate enough to have had the distance from the explosion to switch into his redeployment mod and land safely on the ground however this was at the time the least of his worries. Leopold's Hastily assembled attack force was almost entirely populated by obsolete amphibious Mech's not designed to participate in a full blown Mech battle such as this but like it or not Leopold and the reminder of his force where now in the heart of the battle.

Leopold charged up his cannons and prepared to give covering fire to his pilots...
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The bridge of the Benjlakki capital ship turned an eerie red and a tactical officer began to shout something. "Admiral Nuclear weaponry detected! Looks like it might have been a mech fired weapon still waiting on reports of damages and yield." The officer said.

Sandra's face seemed to loose a bit of color upon hearing this. War and missiles were one thing but who in the world would authorize a nuclear weapon. "Fleet wide, Code orange protocols put me on fleet wide comm and have this copied and delivered to the ground forces as well."

"Attention 101st Fleet, This is Admiral Lionel issuing a code orange, I repeat a nuclear weapon has been used and all forces are at apply safety protocols until further notice this is not a drill." Sandra then closed the comm in front of her the bridges blast shields shut and were replaced by camera mounted images.

"Get me a secure line to president Anderson" Sandra said to a tactical officer who nodded when she was patched through.

"Mr. President I have reports of a nuclear weapon being fired and we are operating under protocols. I'm still waiting on preliminary reports of the attack it could be small scale but I don't think we should take any chances here sir. Our defense is holding but if this is a precursor to an enemy nuclear bombardment our defenses will not hold." Sandra said in her recorded message to the admiral.

Sandra knew Brown Wing was near that blast so she opened a comm to Zechariah "Private Malachi, this is Admiral Lionel is your team doing alright? Your guys were close to the blast how are you hanging in there? I'm working on getting support for your team."

Sandra began to order movements of more troops and sent in a fighter squadron to support brown wing team.

"Major Johnson this is Admiral Lionel, I've taken over the bridge in Captain Mckenzie's stead, I know we took some damage but are we going to be alright for anti-radiation procedures? Also on a secondary note our communications with the ground are cut has our communications array taken any damage or is this a jamming effect?"

"Captain Mckenzie, I need you to report back to the ship and take command. It's getting messy up here." She said with a sigh this was already a stressful day and it only looked like it was going to get worse.

"Mam the enemy ship has beached!" Sandra heard from an officer.

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She was constantly running about, fixing, shouting orders. Most of the damage seemed to be coming from Mech's returning or maintenance or to be scrapped for spare parts when too much damage had been taken to make them battle ready again. Olivia had no clue what was happening out in the battle field, for all she could tell from her position they may as well have already lost, or be sending the Metargo into a hasty retreat. There were conflicting reports from the various Mech pilots as they rushed about getting into their replacement Mechs, carted off to the infirmary or waiting impatiently as the Mechs were patched up, ready for the next round.

Reports of damage seemed to coming in from all directions, constantly keeping the mechanic on her toes. Rushing through the maintenance bay she skidded to a halt beside a decrepit pile of metal that had once been a Mech, swiftly pulling out the core systems and anything worth salvaging before making her way back to her the Mech she had been repairing. Lowering the welding goggles she set to work, turning to one of the men under her command, "We need these Mechs up an running to be back out in the battlefield now! MOVE IT!"

The man seemed to flinch at the acid in her voice but was quick to run back into the fray of the bay, setting to work on the closest Mech.

Rolling her eyes Olivia finished the repair and clapped the waiting pilot on the shoulder, "As good as new!"

The man thanked her with a curt nod before climbing into the cockpit, the Mech's engine whirring to life. She went about to the next Mech only to be stopped by one of the other mechanics, "Major Johnson!"

Turning she raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"

"Reports are coming in that communications with the ground have been severed."


Olivia cursed under her breath, assembling a small team and heading towards the communications array, leaving her second with strict orders to keep up the maintenance of the Mechs. Or else.

As she basically ran through the corridors of the Seraphim Olivia felt the blood drain from her face as she contacted by Admiral Lionel, "Major Johnson this is Admiral Lionel, I've taken over the bridge in Captain Mckenzie's stead, I know we took some damage but are we going to be alright for anti-radiation procedures? Also on a secondary note our communications with the ground are cut has our communications array taken any damage or is this a jamming effect?"

Anti-radiation procedures? Had the Metargo truly authorized a nuclear strike? Would they truly sink to such a level? Apparently they would. Gritting her teeth momentarily Olivia was quick to respond, "Admiral Lionel, Major Johnson reporting, we will be fine for anti-radiation procedures. As for the communications array, I'm heading there now to assess the situation."

Moments later she entered the room containing the communications array, rushing forth to do a quick systems diagnostics. There seemed to be only slight structural damage which could be attributed to the onslaught the Serpahim had been under, but definitely not enough to cause the loss of communication. As the diagnostics finished she frowned, the enemy must have set out a frequency, jamming their communications. She set about trying to circumvent the jamming while she relayed the situation to the Admiral, "It appears the enemy has found a way of jamming the signal, there is also slight damage to the actual, array, nothing that can't easily be mended. I'm attempting to bypass the jamming affect now."

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Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Chemda and Adira Shapiro Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Scoar Zeo Metargo Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Bibiana Armine Durrans Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Alan Fore Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez
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Aaron heard Howe mention Captain Raiyn Ire having been killed in action, which infuriated him after a wave of shock hit him. He then proceeded to go slice some enemy mechs trying to breach the Titan in a rage. That same magnitude of rage released was part of the reason he was known all over Metargo as the Falcon of Fury; there were very few people who did not know of him and his reputation for applying deep ferocity when slaying opponents in melee combat. The artillery bombardment on the 96th Royal Fleet was over, by then, meaning all that was left to do was ensure the retreat be carried out.

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Bibi was about to give out the orders for the switch on the newer mech, but the pilot beat her to it. Whoever was in there obviously did not know who was in charge of the mechanics on the Titan. "Who does that guy think he is? [I]I'm in charge of this ship's mechanics!" Despite her anger at someone doing her job, she figured she would just roll with it until the battle was over. Working quickly, she contributed to the switch and watched as the new pilot launched and took down two Benjlakki mechs while he was at it.

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Saul became even more stressed out the more the battle went on. He knew fighting Benjlakk would not be easy, but this went beyond his expectations for a country with few men with much experience. He heard his son mention the loss of Captain Ire, as well as the capture of a woman whom allegedly had her genetic makeup altered. "I heard from Howe about losing the Captain. He was all over the fleet's channel. As for the woman, I would like a medic to go and check her genetic structure, to be sure. If it is true, and her genes were altered, one question rises in my mind, it would confirm my fears concerning what Benjlakki news said on an unorthodox laboratory on an island close to this battlefield during an attack there by mercenaries with an unknown employer. That would also raise the Why was a group of Benjlakki doing such experiments, knowing it was illegal in their country? Could whoever it was that conducted the alteration of the woman's genetic structure know something that we do not?"

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Zechariah Was unable to respond to Sandra's query, at first, because he was preoccupied with an enemy mech's next move. Now that he was able, he said to the Admiral, "Sorry for the delay in responding, ma'am. The only casualties so far were Sergeant Harrison, Privates Jones and Robinson, and Corporals Johnson and Mercutio. Harrison's Eagle was shot down by a stray blast before we even engaged Lion Team. The other confirmed deaths I mentioned died during the dogfight with the enemy squadron. The Shapiro Twins' status is unclear. I can't pick up their Eagles' heat signatures. They may landed them underwater and went to investigate something, possibly that downed mech that used a nuclear weapon. I can't pinpoint where they are, right now."

He next heard a person, whom he assumed was Axl, mention the retreat and ask what to do. In his Eagle's current state, Zechariah could not withstand more damage. Other pilots in Brown Wing were in similar situations. It certainly proved how tough the Lion Team was. "All Brown Wings, regroup and head back to the Seraphim. We're in no state to continue the fight as we are, right now."

Benjamin heard that and groaned. On the open channel, he said to the opposing mech, "All right! I'm letting you off easy, this time! Don't be so sure about next time!"

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Adira was still unconscious as Zechariah said for the others in the squadron to regroup. When she finally woke up, she noticed both the man and her sister were missing from the scene. Tears came down her eyes, her grief turning into renewed anger. She was not going back to the Seraphim without Chemda. Bringing out a spy probe, she activated it and had programmed to follow the Titan and record its movements. Then, she went underwater and swam back into her Eagle, waiting for the right moment to pursue. The mech's electronic systems were still off, meaning her heat signature would minimum, with neither Benjlakk nor Metargo able to see where she was.

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Minmei Midori Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Karen Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Zane Preston Character Portrait: Jin-Giro Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Kal Tavin Character Portrait: Laurence Vincent Howe Character Portrait: Chemda and Adira Shapiro Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Leopold Mckenzie Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Viola Jenova Character Portrait: Bibiana Armine Durrans Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Alan Fore Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez
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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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Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Kal Tavin Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Leopold Mckenzie
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Sandra watched as the enemy began their retreat it seemed the battle was finally over at least for now. "Bring the fleet to a full stop, And damaged ships I want pulled from the lines and sent to the docks for repairs. " Sandra said to one of her officers she knew this was a victorious moment but who knew when the enemy would return. She had received Zech's message about Brownwings team's status.

Making her way to the main hanger she went to greet the group. "Lieutenant You have the bridge." She said to the First officer there before she left.

Sandra arrived in the hangar moments after Zechariah had stormed off but she spotted Captain Mckenzie and walked over to him. "Captain Excellent work out there." She said, she knew he was upset over his torpedo run but overall the mission was a success though she was completely unaware of the missing mech pilots at this point.

She had recieved word of Vance's success and as she was talking to Leo kept an eye out for the transport that he was to arrive in,
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Kal brought his fighter back into the hangar and jumped out. He was glad this battle was over and thankfully it seemed it was a success.

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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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Sandra nodded to Captain Leopold after she was approached by Zech and Ben. "Captain Permission Granted, please keep an eye on things fleet wise for me until I finish up down here." She said before nodding and as she looked around she noticed Lawrence Vance. Walking across the deck she approached the man.

"Private First Class Vance, Welcome to the Sehpirim, I'm Admiral Lionel. I'm sure you are pretty stunned by this change in events but I'll cut to the chase I'm placing you on Brownwing team we took some losses and I need the best of the best to keep brownwing up to full strength. For your actions on the ground I'm promoting you to Corporal, Welcome to 101st Fleet Corporal Vance." Sandra said offering a salute then a handshake.

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Chemda and Adira Shapiro Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Scoar Zeo Metargo Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Viola Jenova Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez
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Once Zecahriah calmed down and his mech steadied, he was able to register the poor girl's words. Her accent told him she was from Metargo, which put him on alert, somewhat. What if it was a trap? Then again, she seemed a bit ditzy. Plus, he had to admit, the girl was beautiful and adorable. She introduced herself as Viki Lunaria and mentioned she was a teleporter that was helping a medical shuttle. Could it have been one of the retreating Metargo vehicles, or possibly a transport from the Peninsula's own garrison on the Benjlakki side? He was utterly confused, at this point. If she accidentally teleported into the cockpit of his mech, it could mean anything.

During the whole conversation, Zechariah could feel Viki's chest against his, making it all the more awkward (there was not that much room in the cockpit, to begin with). He laughed a little nervously at the query of a food establishment. "Uh... ehehe... Not to be mean or anything, but the coastal towns in this part of the Gatwashiim Peninsula have kind of been evacuated before the battle, this morning."

Benjamin contacted Zechariah via comm link in a frustrated tone with, "Don't you realize who that is, little brother!? You're talking to Viki Lunaria Metargo, the very Princess of our enemies!"

Zechariah's eyes widened in shock. "Princess?" Taking off his pilot's helmet to reveal his dirty blonde hair and tanned faced with blue eyes, he turned his attention to Viki, "Y-your the Princess of Metargo?"

Benjamin then shouted, "Oh, come on! Do you ever keep up with the news!?

Zechariah faced the radio and answered plainly, "Nope. The news media is too depressing. It's hardly news, anyway; just a bunch of one-sided talk with little room for letting others think for themselves." Turning his attention back to Viki, he fell silent for a brief moment. Part of him wanted to question her, the other part flushed by her beauty and apparent innocence. He swiftly snapped out of it and told her, "To be brutally honest, my brother and I were searching for members of our squadron that went missing during the battle. But, seeing as there is no trace of them, we will have to list them as MIA. As for you, I hate to do this, but I am bringing you on board the Seraphim. A gentle smile entering his features, he added, "Don't worry, I promise I'll make sure they don't hurt you."

Benjamin, from within his own cockpit of his Eagle, faceplamed himself. I hope Zechariah knows what he is getting into. Word of this gets out, Congress will be in a hissy fit over the controversy of the whole thing.

Zechariah immediately contacted Rear Admiral Lionel via radio with, "Rear Admiral Lionel, this is Zechariah Malachi. A teleporter accidentally warped into the cockpit of this mech I am piloting, and I am bringing her aboard for humanitarian purposes. Her name is Viki Lunaria Metargo. I shall take full responsibility for her well-being while on board."

On board the Seraphim, Zechariah stood by Viki's side while heading towards the briefing room where he and the rest of Brown Wing Team were expected by the Rear Admiral. His gentle grin in the room was to reassure Viki everything would be all right. Turning his attention up front, he stood at attention with Benjamin and the others.

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Back on the Titan, Chemda barely felt the needle. She did not know what was going on, exactly, but from what she gathered, some of it was romance while some had to do with someone. Some more listening, and she guessed they were referring to her. She woke up moments after a sample of her blood was taken and noticed a man and woman nearby. The man was the same one that ambushed Chemda and her sister! She immediately jolted from bed in fright and reached for her pistols, only to realize they were not on her person. This caused her to reacted even more frantically as she grabbed a scalpel and got into a combat knife stance she knew from military training.

All manner of fear could be traced from her movements and expressions as she demanded in Metargo, "Where's Adira!?" Glancing back and forth between the man and woman, she added with heavy breaths from all the shock, "My Metargo... is mediocre... but please... tell me where... my twin sister is..."

The moment after she said that, she felt a pain in her head, to which she winced, causing her to drop the scalpel. Oh, no.... please, no... Her eyes turned from brown to silver slowly while she struggled with her impulses painfully, gagging here and there. In a frenzied panic, holding her head, she shouted, "Run! Impulses coming! I can't hold them! Save yourselves!" She fell to her knees in agony before letting out a few shouts as the pain from resisting became worse.

Aaron was just walking past Scoar and the medical bay door, when he heard those screams and rushed in the room with his swords unsheathed. Once he caught sight of Chemda, he kicked her hard in the head and knocked her out. Once he was sure the girl was out cold, he turned his attention to Cain with an angry, "What happened over here, Specialist Numi, and where were you during the battle!? You were supposed to be in formation with the rest of Lion Team!"

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Character Portrait: Barnett Belvedere Character Portrait: Minmei Midori Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Jin-Giro Character Portrait: Axl Jai Numi Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Laurence Vincent Howe Character Portrait: Chemda and Adira Shapiro Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Scoar Zeo Metargo Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Viola Jenova
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Aaron shook his head. "No. Some of us died." After a bit, he and Cain were summoned to the conference room.

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Chemda seemed to not stay unconscious long from Aaron's kick, since she was able to hear Scoar ask if she wanted some water. It seemed the Prince understood her language. Slowly getting up off the floor, she nodded slowly, but then asked, "But, first, where's my sister? Is she okay? Her name is Adira." Turning her head, sideways, she told the Prince, "As for those... impulses... well, my twin and I kind of found out about those when some stalkers ambushed us after a high school gymnastics event we participated in. From the look those boys gave as they eyed us, well, you can guess what was coming up. We didn't let them, though, and that's where those impulses came in. Fighting skills we didn't think we had just suddenly came, and we nearly killed one of those guys because of those sudden impulses. I just can't explain it. We knew we were different in physical qualities from our peers, but to actually have a sort of killing instinct... it... it was a scary thing to think about after that incident. I don't know why it is there, but once it's triggered, usually when danger is near, it's hard to control it without major pain to the head... as this Cain guy witnessed. I'm just glad nobody was hurt by me, this time."

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Zechariah now felt guilty for his outburst. That was the thing about Zech: he can be sweet and kind, but can also overreact. Still, Viola could have worded it differently. He made a mental note to apologize for his rude behavior, later. Benjamin, however, did not regret his choice of words. Both brothers glared at Axl as he spoke to both Viki and Zechariah. As Axl left with Viola, Zechariah continued to glare. "I swear, if Axl makes one move against Viki, I will personally shoot him to ashes!"

Ben whispered to Viki with, "This is the first time I've seen Zechariah express any form of malice. He must really be ticked by what Axl said to you."

Zechariah then realized they were still in Sandra's presence. "We better listen to what Rear Admiral Lionel has to say, so, we should stand at attention, again."

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Kyle heard the call for all available Lion Team members to head tot he conference room. "We better continue this later. No point in bringing a whisky to that place." He quickly poured the contents of his glass into a nearby sink and sprinted to make it in time, the rest of Lion Team there to see the playback of the battle.

Sure, many of the remaining Lions were angry, but none showed it more than Aaron. After all, this was the first time he was ever bested in battle. He wanted to prove himself the best, he wanted to uphold his family legacy. To do that, he needed to get rid of the one obstacle in his way: Zechariah Malachi.

Once it was time for explanations, Aaron spoke up first, a deep fervor about him. "While it is true that arrogance and disorganization were part of the reason, one cannot deny Benjlakk planned in advance for repelling our attack! The King himself was not mistaken in telling us we'd be facing a foe unlike any other! As for Captain Ire's death, I know for a fact that in prime condition, she would never have fallen so easily! Have you all forgotten the Second Metargo-Mysticaran War!? Not even a Golem manned by an elf could defeat her so quickly! Could one, men?"

The members of Lion Team that were actually veterans of the Second Metargo-Mysticaran War shouted in unison, "No!"

From there, Aaron continued, his voice expressing more rage, "Damn right, 'No'!" Obviously, something happened which hindered her abilities while in her mech, and I guarantee it occurred during and after the confrontation between the Titan and the enemy flagship called the Seraphim! Furthermore, we have been plagued by inexperienced men in the Royal Navy, especially from among the so-called 'elite' that get it in their heads that because they are 'privileged', they can start out a couple ranks above the rest of us and not face the consequences! Had that not been the scenario, we would have had even more men of experience, thus Benjlakk would not have had it so easy! Bibi, our mechanic, is a shining example of someone from among the nobility who chose not to take such an erroneous route, but instead started from the bottom up in the ranks! And now, look at her: her skills and mechanical expertise have proven to be the lifeblood of our success in our war with Mysticara time and time again, which was before our conflict with Benjlakk we are facing!"

Lion Team gave the customary Metargo war chant of, "Struf ul Gluj! Struf ul Gluj!" ((It is an ancient Metargo phrase meaning, "Strength and Glory! Strength and Glory!"))

Aaron was now as fired up as he could be in his speech. "What's more, is that today, we, Lion Team, have faced rookies from Among Brown Wing Team, all of whom surpassed our expectations, especially one! When their sergeant died, as was shown to us, one[/I[ of the pilots within Brown Wing Team kept them together, resulting in the sonic missile barrage which forced us to confront them!" Playing back the face off Aaron had with the pilot he spoke of, he continued, "See for yourself, men, the maneuvers and technique of the man in question! There is only [I]one Benjlakki lineage's legacy that could ever hope to match that of Metargo's own Lextu lineage! Only a member of the legendary Malachi family could have pulled this off! Mech unit warfare may have only been around for seventy years out of the millennia-long history of the Malachis and Lextus, yet the reality stands! It has been confirmed when the man named Zechariah Malachi, whose emergence into the continuation of his family's legacy is shown here, in his first ever battle! Men! We are facing an enemy with the means to humiliate us, yet we must show them Metargo's resolve and prevent that from happening! To victory!"

Lion Team once again shouted in unison, "Struf ul gluj! Struf ul gluj!"

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As Vance walked upon the deck he was approached by someone he never thought he would meet, Rear Admiral Sandra Lionel. Vance stumbling over himself, quickly stood at attention. As she addressed him, she gave were the reasons for his sudden reassignment. Vance was assigned to Brown Wing? They had some rather talented pilots in that group wasn't there? Whatever that case it was quite an honor to be called by name and assigned to them. Not to mention the next bit of news. "Corporal!?" He blurted out by accident. Nervously chuckling Vance regained his composure. "Y-yes, thank you sir!" "Or- er-Ma'am?!" Vance stuttered. He was rather flustered by the whole ordeal. He then nervously chuckled again as he saluted her.

Then she held out her hand. Vance made a huge gulp as he was somewhat flabbergasted. He then made another chuckle as he shook her hand. Though slightly hesitant at first he gave a fine shake. "Y-yes, thank you for the honor again." He said with an awkward smile. Even the way he stood at attention was awkward. A bit slumped as his knees shook with anticipation. Yet most of all was that silly sideways smile. What a buffoon she must think I am! Vance thought. Hardly the stuff of a legends...she must think there was some mistake. Vance thought. Without knowing it he was still nervously chuckling. What!? I'm still yucking it up like some hyena!! Come on Vance get a hold of yourself, it's not that bad...is it? Erm...well...whatever! Vance thought to himself as he managed to silence himself. I hope that wasn't too awkward to the point I blew it...oh well...I guess I could say I was apart of Brown Wing team for a few seconds. Vance thought already fearing the worse. Those in higher command never seem to have senses of humor. He then thought it best to wait for further orders.

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Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez
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Sandra stood before Brownwing Team, Vance and Viki and was about to introduce the newest member when the admiral noticed Viki and her face went from completely serious to baffled. All the while she could hear the troops that seemed distracted and unaware of their presence jabbering when they realized they snapped to attention. The woman who was normally quick with her orders paused for at least over thirty seconds. She knew she had to handle this situation carefully as there was a great deal of politics involved.

"Princess Viki Metargo Welcome aboard the Siphirum, I am Admiral Lionel of the 101st Benjlakki Fleet." Sandra said. "I was not expecting you to be present, which of my soldiers took you prisoner?" She asked as she shot a cold glare to all of brown wing team normally the admiral was not one to be upset but under the circumstances she was in the belief that Viki had been taken as a prisoner. "It seems that they were not overly forceful and I apologize for their actions."

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Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Cecilia Vonduer Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez
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Zechariah faceploam, "Admiral, did you not get my message regarding her, at all? I specifically told you before getting back on board the Seraphim that I was taking her to this ship for humanitarian purposes. She teleported into the cockpit of my Eagle by accident while Ben and I were searching for the Shapiro Twins and their mechs."

Benjamin remained at attention, but added, "He is right, Rear Admiral, he did not plan on a prisoner situation."

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Character Portrait: Laurence Vance Character Portrait: Viki Lunaria Metargo Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez
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Catrina sighed softly, quietly entering after arriving only a while ago. She slipped into her spot, standing at attention her eyes staying warily on Sandra and Zechariah. Her eyes closed slowly for a moment, part of her just wanting to take a nap while the other part of her just wanted to stalk off and hide away. Her hands balled up into tight fists behind her back and her eyes closed tightly for a moment. It took a little while for her to finally open them back up. She could mock them right now, but decided not to. She had to be respectful, especially if she wanted to be respected as well. Her mind drifted off quickly, her eyes lingering away from everyone and up at the ceiling. While her expression never really showed that she was just looking at the ceiling. It seemed as though she was staring straight through the ceiling, into nothingness. It was bizarre to most, but to her it was a normal thing. Ever since they announced her brother's death she has always done that. She could have sworn she had seen him earlier, but those thoughts quickly disappeared into nothing as she just stared at the ceiling, blocking everything else out.



The Lion Team, or at least those pilots were there with May. May paced around, her arms behind her back as her eyes swept across the ground. Her bottom lip stuck underneath her top teeth as she nibbled on her bottom lip carefully. Careful not to break skin or anything along those lines. flicking her bun with her wrist her gaze suddenly turned to the team, the expression on her face saying, 'I'm not too happy right now. They lost, they were defeated and obviously May wasn't happy that they lost. She wasn't just disappointed, she was angry. She hated losing and that was clearly obvious.

"What part of this made sense? You all seemed to be trying hard, but obviously not hard enough. We were defeated by them, does everyone understand that?" She didn't even wait for a nod or a response as she started to continue her well... speech again. "It isn't over yet though, oh no, it isn't over with. We are stronger than them they don't know all we have to offer. They don't understand that just because they have won once before that they can continue to excel. It won't happen, why? Simply because we are going to train harder. We won't let a small defeat get to our brains to reach our goals. We are The Lion Team for dear sake! We will pull forward and shows that team who we really are. Is this not the truth? Our team will always pull through because we are The Lion Team. Are we not?" She grinned a little. "Struf ul Gluj! Struf ul Gluj!" She roared, her grin slowly turning into a smile. Her eyes swept across everyone as they followed carefully in the chant. Taking a step back she allowed them to take it away if they had anything else to say. Honestly she didn't have anything to say herself.


((OOC: Hopes it looks alright. Wasn't exactly sure what to post to be completely honest.))