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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Maxwell Heart on Mon Jan 23, 2006 10:24 pm

A smirk crossed his lips as Harrison decided to trust him. Maxwell nodded and was about to squeeze the trigger hoping that he would get out of his alive. His left hand wrapped around the cross on his neck. With his eyes closed tight the pulled the trigger of the missile launcher sending a barrage of missiles into the ceiling of the tunnel.
As he did so he grabbed Harrison's arm and ignited his thrusters. The verniers of The Falcon barely were able to lift them until Harrison kicked in the ones on the back of the Serpent.

Maxwell dropped him safely a few hundred meters away as the inner structure of the colony began to falter and the the corridor collapsed. Maxwell finally let go of the cross around his neck to see the Serpent already squared off with him.

"Dis bitch wants a to finish dis..."
He lit up another cigarette and put away the launcher. He raised the scythe in both of the Aries' hands and powered off toward Harrison. Harrison steadied the Serpent as he watched Maxwell come flying toward him, he ignited the Sabre and narrowed his eyes.
The Falcon increased the speed of it's movement at the last second and shouldered the Serpent backward. Harrison stumbled and caught his balance just in time to see the Scythe flying toward the right side of the Serpent. The hot blade cut easily through the armor and into the cockpit.
There was no scream. No blood. He died a warriors death.
Maxwell smiled a soft smile as the cold Serpent fell, there was also a little remorse flowing inside of him. He just dispatched the best pilot he had ever known.

Finishing the cigarette he put it out and disengaged his scythe before returning it to the recharge rack on his back. The powerful thrusters of the modified mobile suit powered up. With a monstrous roar The Falcon of Righteousness left Colony 04. Dante had emerged from the Inferno.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SinfulSoul on Wed Jan 25, 2006 4:13 pm

Just as Sinful began to descend into the depths of the base, he could see swarms of people, both soldier and civillian coming towards him. At first he thought it was a trap, so he immediately fired his verniers in reverse and flung himself back out the gate. But just as he was in mid-air, he noticed crudely made white flags poking out from various clumps of people. He lowered his dual gatling guns, and after a few moments of amazement he decided to contact Zhelir.
"Hey, Zhelir. Can ya' hear me? What the hell is going on up there? I just walked in the front door and it looks like they're surrendering by the masses, I didn't even do anything. I guess I'm more intimidating than I thought. Well whatever is going on up there, the colony is pretty much ours now. I'll open up a dock for you to land in and get repaired, Rick is gonna stay here and watch these potential POW's."
Sinful then quickly passed on the orders to Rick, then made way toward one of the undamaged bays not far from Zhelir's location. He arrived a few minutes later and opened up the bay door. A simple flip of a switch lit up the whole bay and sent out a digital landing platform to guide the ship into the bay.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Zhelir Darkfall on Wed Jan 25, 2006 4:31 pm

Zhelir laughed heartily, flipping on the comm. switch to Sinful's suit.

"The beam cannon's down!" He cried, pulling the Leviathan around, heading for L04's docking bay. Day climbed out of his seat and went into the room the two shared, just as Tersan came limping out of his own.

"What the hell happened?" He inquired groggily. Possibly a concussion.

"THAT happened!" Daedalus cried, returning from their room with three cold beers. He tossed one to Tersan, one to Zhelir, and then pointed out the viewscreen, where the remains of the cannon were slowly drifting.

Tersan let out a whooping cry. He examined his bottle, as if contemplating whether or not to drink with a concussion. His good nature overcame his more worrisome side, however, and he popped the cap off it, taking a swig.

"This is Zhelir Darkfall, docking now." The captain of the Leviathan called over the comm., taking a sip of his own beer.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SinfulSoul on Mon Feb 06, 2006 12:12 am

There was a brief reunion between Zhelir and Sinful once the Leviathon was docked. Once the casualities were considered and secure militant control had been established on all major government locations on the colony, Sinful took his leave from Zhelir will little ado. Sinful immediately had his suit loaded onto a new, larger shuttle. Along with his own mobile suit, he loaded four Taurus suits from the L04 colony for each of his crew members and added security.

Once everything was prepared, the dock was opened and the shuttle burst out from the colony. It's destination was the L01 colony. As they traveled, Sinful was constantly attempting to contact his former militant leaders in the hopes that they were still alive and loyal to the Space Imperial Guard under General Sin's command. He would have to act quickly if he wanted to regain control. He would have to reorganize his old militia and return the governments to the way they were three years ago. Since L01 was his home Colony, it would be the easiest for him to build momentum and form a larger military. The L01 would be the least affected by propoganda from his enemies and more willing to adhere to his more justified rule.

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