Doshiki grumbled slightly to himself. "What hmn" he groaned sitting up in his quarters. He had gained the sleep long lost in his transport from his training facilities. He sat up "What is the time?" he asked sliding out of his bed and onto the floor with a dampened thud. Muttering absolute gibberish he started to dress himself. The affects of jetlag on Doshiki had to be noted like hitting a drunk with a brick.
Doshiki after dressing himself floated out of his door and started to make his way towards the bridge. Cleaning up his scruffy appearance as he went "Bridge first coffee later" he grumbled to himself as he silently moved along. Arriving in the bridge and bowing as gravity pulled his feet back to the floor. Though to whom he didn't specifically remember, he just felt better in case anyone outranked him.
Karin looked around at the light tapping on the floor as Doshiki arrived on the bridge. "So you finally woke up, huh?" She said, looking around. Indicating a small screen beside her, she beckoned him closer. "We decided to test out a new arrival on a Mishu ship that we dropped in on, care to take a look? ... although I hope you haven't eaten."
Doshiki nodded apologetically and approached. "Gruesome eh? Oh and I am very sorry for oversleeping, but the jetlag hit me hard."
By this point the NH-18 had destroyed, and mostly absorbed the Mishu that had ganged up on it, and resumed its stalking of the ship, while they where watching a tendril grew out of the wall and seized it around the arm, to which, in response, the NH-18 ripped it out of the wall. Then, as it saw a Mishu down the corridor it moved with its speed that caused the camera to blur to a degree it was impossible to make out any details, leapt onto the Mishu, striking with two tendrils that grew from under its arms, piercing the Mishu's carapace and absorbing it from the inside. As usual it was laughing in its hideous, fluid laugh, much like that of the Mishu, only worse.
Doshiki went very silent, and became very pale. "What is that thing?" He asked in a very meek and humble tone.
"That's our... Friend. It's very efficient, I think. Almost makes you feel sorry for the Mishu, huh?" Replied Karin looking around at him, a little pale herself. "I'm not sure I want to meet this thing, but I guess we'll have to. Maybe it might turn out to be nice to us!" She looked back around at the sensor display, shuddering slightly.
Back on the Mishu ship Arild looked at the neat hole Sakue had carved, "Alright, I'll go first then." he said, floating through the hole, making sure not to touch the walls and floor, which was becoming common procedure in this place, keeping sure that there was no enemies.
There was actually a group of the Mishu bugs, which he fired one of his plasma projectors at. The group fried, and the remainders scurried away.
"Alright, it seems to be safe, Garret, you first, Sakue watch our backs and come down last." Arild communicated over radio
At the end of the corridor the where leaving a group of three mishu appeared, brandishing energy weapons, although they had not yet noticed Garret, Sakue, or the hole in the floor.
"Yes si-" 3 blinking dots appeared on Sakue's radar, approaching quite fast. She quickly turned around and saw the 3 Mishus floating down the corridor. "Incoming ! 3 Mishus! Garret, get down, quick!".
She fired her railgun. The first shot missed by only an inch, and carved a hole in the organic wall. Damnit, Sakue ! Don't waste ammo ! Her second shot, however, was dead on, and pierced right through the Mishu's armour, and was still powerful enough to punch a small hole in the wall behind them. "And stay down !", she yelled while adjusting her gun on the second Mishu, praying that she'd have the same luck.
Garrett dropped down into a kneeling position, and fired at the Mishu using his carbine and plasma projectors, frying another Mishu.
"Oh well, while that, erm continues." Doshiki started and stopped, pausing for a second before walking over to the communications console. Sitting down he continued to say while starting to check the layout of his workspace. "I'm going to break in my seat."
The NH-18 was heading deeper into the ship, and was finding no organised resistance, meeting the Mishu only in pockets of one or two. It charged them and killed them. Since there was no more than one or two at any particular point there was no point for the psychological element, so it simply stabbed them with its arms, absorbed them, and threw their husks to one side. In this way, and the speed at which it moved, it was killing ten or twelve every minute, the rate increasing as it went deeper.
The remaining Mishu opened fire with its scalar weapon, firing mostly at random at Garrett and Sakue before being caught by a hail of projectiles from Sakue.
"Good work. Keep a look out, they'll have likely informed the others we're here." Arild responded, knowing through Garretts SLICS system what was going on. He continued down the hall, a way, looking for more Mishu, which he found none.
Around this time a tendril grew out of the floor and wrapped around Garretts Torso, pulling him to the floor.
"I'm on it." Sakue then noticed what happened to Garret. "Err, Garret's being assaulted by tentacles."
She fired her Aether blade, and proceeded to rescue him from the tendrils. "When I told you to go down, I meant down the tunnel, not down the floor, heh." She said, giggling.
Garrett shrugged as best he could, "Seemed like the thing to do at the time.â€
