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RP (non-canon) [NaX-A-1a NOZH] First Run

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"Simulator ready. Program... running. Syncing up with OS now."
"Rodger, Captain. Your bogies are ready when you are."

The dark, bleak sky shimmered into view, framing the computers version of a fire-bombed Nekim City. Standing before the wreck of a large gunship, a black armor glinted faintly in the sun. Fire-red monoeyes surveyed the area, bringing in endless streams of data. The tall, angular armor stepped forward, the pilot getting a feel for its movements.

"I can feel what you meant by muscle relaxants, sir."
"Excellent. Now, proceed to your targets."
"Yes sir."

The Gravatic engines picked the armor from the ground for a moment, as the three PID engines on its backed began to stir, projecting a blue-green glow over the ground behind the machine, and caused the air shimmer. And suddenly, the armor was off across the ground, shooting towards the frightfully real rendition of the torn Kennewesan landscape.

The man strapped into the simulator glanced around at the sleek, black HUD with its red lettering, noting his speed. He began to smile, and then...

"Captain..."
"Ye-"

There was a mighty thud as the heavily reinforced concrete wall that had quickly imposed itself in front of the armor shattered to powder. The armor was better off, but not by much, especially since the armor kept on going through several more. The test pilot gritted his teeth as the simulated armor shook and moaned. He finally engaged the gravatic control, bringing the suit to a complete stop.

The armor touched the ground as the CGD disengaged, and promptly collapsed as the pilot breathed heavily.

"Captain, you just shot through seven city blocks in under three seconds."
The pilot blinked, stunned at the news.
"Yes, the NOZH travels substantially faster than what you're used to. As for your armor..."

The voice faded for a moment, and the distinctive noise of a tongue clicking in a half-open mouth was heard over the line. The pilot sighed to himself... shortly before a loud blast of chaingun fire, and his armors subsequent automatic evasion shook him back to reality. He quickly rolled his armor to it's feet moments after it had dove to cover on the ground.

"Captain, I would suggest making use of the dual Plasma Projectors, seeing as you have neglected to construct one of the other templates."

The tall black armor stared out of the hole in the wall it had entered through, staring at the Dark Demon beyond, with its chaingun leveled. Another landed nearby, also aiming its weapon in as well. The two armors glanced at one another, and then opened fire on the motionless armor.

The test pilot willed the armor not to dodge as the punishment poured in on it. However, it was almost useless against the nerimium and durandium plating.

"Opening fire now."

The two small, black half-circles raised themselves from the armor, one pointing at each DD. Suddenly, a stream of green plasma erupted from each. The two armors faced with the massive assault of lethal energy attempted to evade, but they weren't nearly fast enough. They were gone in a flash of brilliant light in an instant.

"Excellent work, Captain. On to the next two."

The pilot smiled to himself.

To Be Continued, because the Author is really tired.
 
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