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RP: YSS Eucharis [Mission 28.2] Kuvexian Invasion - Breakwall (YE 40)

Yoshida noticed several things as she rocketed towards the only designated medic on the team- the first was, Tsugaka. She was good. REALLY good. Yoshida was sure that from what she'd seen so far, perhaps only her skill in evasion was the only one that matched up with the Oni, but being quite proud of her own ability to fight in close combat, that was yet to be seen. Despite Tsugaka's astounding skill however, she was quickly running out of places to run as far as the black cat could see. Yoshida absolutely itched to abandon her own well being and assist- who needed all that blood any way right? But orders were orders, and they all had their job to do. Tsugaka was just doing hers. It wouldn't be right to send wing B to extract her, only to fail the mission and let the bombers get through. She could only hope that the medic patched her up in time so she could get out there herself. Even now, She looked like she was being worn down... Yoshida hoped that wasn't the case. Especially as she was fully aware that she was putting herself in such a perilous position for the sake of her own wing.

The second, far less important thing, was the fact her armor was no longer quite so pristine. It was stained red at the stumps of her legs, and splattered with a small amount boiled blood and slagged fighter across her right side. In the heat of the moment she hadn't realized just how messy cutting through something with the plasma blade truly was- usually she had used her Gatling rifle afterall.

Oh, and Matsuvo was trying to do the same thing as Tsugaka, with less grace and more brute force. Rather than directly admonish him- she once again put markers over the bombers, along with timers indicating aproximately when each one would arrive in optimal firing distance for the eucharis. Something she was sure her wing would understand.

She arrived at the medic's location, still observing the battlefield with her gun raised high. Silent as, her voice was still waivering. The stained, legless armor silently gestured to its legs before giving a thumbs up- no sign of shakyness at all primarily thanks to the armor itself doing virtually all of the moving for her. "Above all else, we have our jobs to do!" Was sent as a text only message to her fellow armors.
 
Space

Yukiya Ellie had opted to hang back from the combat, at least for now, as she paced back and forth through the medbay in an overly-animated fashion. Her nervous ocean blue eyes filled with apprehension as she let one fingertip gently brush a scalpel atop one of the side tables. She should really be out there but if this was going to be a lengthy battle it made sense for them to keep a medic on the ship, so that the injured could teleport back inside and recieve immediate care. That way they could get into the battle that much quicker.

The country girl's dark violet hair trailed down the back of her doctor's coat in a single ponytail, a few pens stuck this way and that in the top pocket of its stark white fabric, jostling as she bounced around the polished room with barely contained anticipation. Pausing suddenly, Ellie realised she'd forgot to do something important. Placing her small hands together, the 5'6" girl scrunched her eyes closed gently and clapped twice slowly. Silently, she asked for Yumiko to smile upon her companions as they soared into the jaws of the enemy, a bit of a twist of the Shinto she had been taught growing up but Ellie was sure her parents wouldn't mind.
 
YSS Eucharis
Bridge

"Tsuguka-heisho," Majime said into comms of her console. "Is there a part of the armor team that is available to board this," she sent the location of the Kuvexian battleship that Hanako and Wazu had keyed into, positioning the location marker on an airlock on the starboard prow that would have to serve the purpose of a boarding action and continued, "capital ship. It is a leader of the fleet and we will need to take its bridge."

Majime steadily worked at her console in a matter of microseconds to open a channel to an esteemed Sharie-class, the YSS Illustrious.

"The Taisa is ready for you, Shôshô!" Majime said out.

Without pausing, she comm'd in to a sister ship and asked the officer that answered to bring in some Mamushi and other fighters to free up the Eucharis' away team's tail.
 
YSS Eucharis - Bridge

"Hello, Rufus. I need to ask you for a favor. We need to get rid of the fighters around the Eucharis. This would allow us to send our armor teams after the invasion's leaders. Could you spare a squadron to watch our backs?" Hanako asked the battleship captain.

"I'll have some fighters escort you," Rufus nodded. "Good luck."

Once the transmission ended, Hanako told Arria, "You're welcome to try it. Coordinate timing with Sagara so the ship's movement will be conducive to landing hits."
 
YSS Eucharis
Bridge

"Hai, Shosho. Sagara-Hei, I'll need as many weapons as we can get to focus on the Kuvexian capital ship as possible. It'll be hard to punch through their defenses without a concentrated strike in one point." A fightercraft exploded in front of the Eucharis brilliantly, aether fire turning a sophisticated, expensive vehicle into smoldering, twisted scrap. The photonic arrays held their fire, and a torpedo armed itself in the Plumeria's belly, preparing for its explosive journey. Some people at the academy referred to this as an 'alpha strike', firing all of your weapons at once - usually, after deactivating some sort of stealth. It was an excellent way to break through shields and cause chaos inside a ship, but it also meant that the actual damage you were putting out was often lower. Quality over quantity...
 
Setsuya
The neko quickly switched directions away from the on coming swarm. Firing some of her own missiles, having hastily programmed to essentially to launch and drop back towards the oncoming swarm. They detonated when reaching the swarm. She then reoriented herself to face it, releasing NSBs to use their ADS function. Drone fire piercing oncoming ordinance.

It had been cutting it close, the remaining missiles having been handled by her NSBs and fire from her LATR. The explosions proximity had knocked down her shields a bit, and a couple drones had been lost. Gathering the remaining and loading a fresh mag, she headed back into the battle. "This Itatski-Hei, ordinance evaded and eliminated. Rejoining wing."

Kai
Kai had been doing his best to avoid incoming fire, and it agitated him more that they had taken more hits. He adjusted to avoid the wrecked fighter after it exploded close by. When Arria told him what she needed he knew this was going to be hard to do. To steady their aim he would have to maneuver less, meaning they were going to take hits. He'd have to prioritize damage, only avoiding the big hits, and letting the shields absorb the smaller ones.

Wait...Most of the weapons were toward a the front and on the top. He could still dodge fire and do a maneuver that would bring the guns to bare on the target. If he did a downward arc to allow the guns topside to lock, then come back up in a rise to line up the main gun as well, he could achieve both.

Kai quickly composed the maneuver and sent it to the captain and arria for quick approval or denial, "Understood, will this get you what you need?"
 
Outside The Eucharis, Yamatai Defensive Line

Flying a power armour was not like piloting a fighter. Whereas the later could thrust in a straight line and accelerate unfathomably fast, like an arrow cast into the air, the Mindy was instead more like a wasp or a hornet. Endlessly twisting and turning, impossible to grasp. From the viewpoint of the Eucharis, the blue fireflies that formed their defensive barrier seemingly arced and bumbled around, infrequently jutting out tiny white lines of close-range Aether beams.

For those actually on the front, it was like tumbling through the bottomless black void, constantly dragged along by some invisible zipline.

Tsuguka Toyoe's silver body danced. Camera lenses gleamed, volumetic projectors pulsed. No thoughts but that of the swirling melee. Straining to pull into tight corners, then flattening out her limbs to strike an enemy as it 'fell' past her location.

Sensors took the place of primitive eyeballs. On another level, seeing only data. They could feel the weight of her enemies as they struggled to turn as quickly as their comrades, using this to judge which of them were still laboured with torpedoes.

A needle. A scalpel.

Tsuguka's metallic wing-pods unfolded as naturally as her hands or feet, finding a way through the ever-shifting virtual cones of enemy firing arcs.

Just a tilt, a spin, throwing their body into a pirouette. Stuck the bayonet of her SMG through the top of an interceptor's canopy bubble like the shell of a boiled egg, scattering the pilot's atomised innards like luminous ash caught in a strong breeze.

Halting spin. Rifle firing. Inaccurate. Didn't matter. Torpedo-laden fighter dodged into six mini-missiles launched two point nine eight seconds before, resulting in the fatal detonation of it's payload.

-"Taii Majime... The last anti-starship torpedo had been neutralised... Secondary objective completed, but many aether-armed interceptors are still in the vicinity."- It was text to speech. They'd be too busy evading said remaining fighters to form cohesive sentences otherwise. -"If you think you can counter them by yourself, Matsuvo-Hei, Sagara-Hei, Setsuya-Hei, Chasan-Hei and myself are available to punch through their defences. Suites-Heisho also seems to be in the vicinity, but I can't get a fix on his FOF signal."-

-"Yoshida-Heisho. We are moving up to an offensive phase."- A separate link, now speaking to her fellow NCO personally. -"Please return to the med-bay and get yourself patched up. We may need you later for a second wind."-

More twisting and turning, thoughtless as swimming through water. Blinding sparks were now streaking past them at all sides. Tsuguka had not actually calculated they'd make it this far with limbs intact, busted knee non withstanding. The unspoken end of that message was thus, '-and also someone to form a last defence if we don't make it back.'

Luck was malleable, and they possessed tools with which it could be sculpted, but it was not infinite.
 
YSS Eucharis
Bridge

It took a few seconds before the weapons-operator's voice called back to the pilot. "Looks like it. We'll need to set the Shock Array into its narrow beam setting to best punch through their defenses. Hanako-Shosho, we can execute the maneuver as soon as the Shock Array is recharged, with your approval. This will be somewhat risky, regardless of success or failure."
 
Outside The Eucharis, Yamatai Defensive Line

Matsuvo flew out the other side of the enemy formation, causing the enemy fighters to turn rapidly and try to target him, but it was clear that they weren't prepared to deal with power armor. By the time they had turned enough to face where he had been moments before, he was already 'above' them and flying down through their formation, striking at them while they milled in confusion.

As he approached the other side of the formation, approached one of the fighters and dug all of his blades into it, 7 in total. One handheld from his Aether Beam Carbine, and seven from the weapons attached to the manipulators he'd had mounted to the back module of his Mindy. As he turned, he hugged the fighter like a racecar would hug the inside of a turn, using it as a pivot point as he launched back through the formation, striking out again with the melee weaponry at his disposal.

As he took the turn, an enemy fighter shot at him, and brought his shields down fully, scorching one side of his armor and causing the heat from the strike to sear the right side of his chest. There would be painful burns there soon. In retaliation, he flew below that fighter, and then raised up all of his weaponry in such a way that the aether blades formed a drill, and flew into it.

The concentrated tip of aether blades quickly pierced through the enemy's shields in an instant and began to burn through the hull. Once into the hull, Matsuvo spread out the aether blades and tore a hole through the fighter, allowing him to get away just before it exploded, though the backwash of microscopic debris buffeted him around.

He was now exposed, and the remaining fighters of that group were turning towards him. He had only one chance to take them out before they killed him with a barrage of fire. He set all of the weapons to beam mode and fired them in unison, sweeping the large swordlike combined beam (about 290,000 miles long) across the enemies in his path and slicing them all in two. It appeared that using ranged weaponry like giant swords was becoming something of a habit.

The whole display had taken all of about 5-10 seconds in total.

Panting from the adrenaline, and the exertion, Matsuvo checked for any more threats in his immediate surroundings. There were none, so he switched on his radio. Before he spoke, his labored breathing agitated the burns which were now forming, causing him to wince and let out a soft hiss of pain which was audible over the radio. "Eucharis, this is Shinomori-Hei. I've cleared out the enemy in this area, what's next?"
 
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Inside Matsuvo's Head

"Good work Shinomori-Hei. It looks like we have blunted their attack." Tsuguka interrupted in response. This was literally the job the Heisho had been tasked with. "Your armour looks like it has taken damage, though... Please teleport back to the Eucharis and get medical attention. Re-equip for boarding action. It looks like friendly fighters are moving in to finish off these stragglers, but we don't have much time."
 
Losing Track of Position

Candon juked and swerved, an ace pilot hot on his tail. His rifle was nowhere to be found after a missile left his silver plating gouged and burned. Firing beams of condensed gravity from his forearm GPDs had left him running out of options as his triple reactors boiled through coolant. He needed to find Eucharis for an emergency pitstop. Coolant flush, rearmament, osmiridium repair, the works.

The fighter pilot handled the craft with surgical precision. Strafing, flanking, and wearing Candon down as they raced between ships. The trade of damage had been minimal but was severely in the opponent's favor. As Eucharis reappeared over the surface of a Sharie-class an idea came to mind. He needed a bigger gun. Flying close to the surface of the battleship he straightened out, his speed dropping as he lined up his shot on the enemy fighter.

The fighter saw a window and dropped in to line up a killshot on the enemy that had seemingly given up, or passed out and Candon moved quickly, or rather he stopped moving at all as his teleporter tore a hole in space and deposited him by the cargo bay doors with just enough time to witness his adversary become consumed by the salvo of aether beams fired by the Sharie, erasing the fighter and pilot from existence.

"Alright, MEGAMI, let me in," he instructed casually, his heart still racing from the near death experience, "I need some TLC."

Setting down on the deck of the cargo bay he rushed onto the armor rack where he'd begun his flight. Hoses connected under each wing and behind his neck and began pumping fresh coolant while the ammo pods on his wings were removed.

Hearing that Tsuguka couldn't find him he could understand why.
"Tsuguka Heisho, I landed for a quick fix," he reported, "where do you need me?"
 
Outside the Eucharis

Yoshida flinched like she had been punched upon being ordered to fully retreat. There was no beating around the bush here, that was the order through and through, even if one tried to take away the pain with talk of it being a backup position. Yoshida clutched her chest the best she could through power armor, breathing heavy. Her legs already hurt, but now her sense of pride was going to join her nonexistant legs in waiting to be reatatched. But it wouldn't do to have a member of the star army crying over the radio about how she wanted to help too. Particularly if her chest was still heaving becuase of a little thing like becoming a few feet shorter.

Rather than say anything over the radio for comfirmation of the order, or even a text based OK, she simply confirmed Tsugaka's order with a short squawk of radio noise before heading back to the eucharis. Even as upset as she was she still made sure to maintain basic evasive manuvers at least, she didn't want getting shot from across the battlefield on her way to the med bay afterall...

Inside the Eucharis/Medbay

But there was a problem in the return journey. Teleport inside the med bay? She didn't want to break anything, especially not the medic on re entry... Plus, she couldn't. Capacitors were still recharging. She could only grunt- and take the long way around. At this point with her legs taped up somewhat, she at least wouldn't be leaving behind a blood trail for somone to be cleaning up later... But the moment somone came too close to her she would have to deactivate the CFS in order to not absolutely paste them. She practically dragged herself to the medbay, hoping no one would spot her that wasn't the one person she had been sent here to see. This was already far too much for her. She imagined the sight of a blood splattered, half legless mindy wouldn't be good for morale. Even if most of the blood suprisingly didn't belong to her.
 
Outside The Eucharis, Yamatai Defensive Line

-"Oh, so that's you in the cargo bay."- Tsuguka responded to Candon, obviously pulling up some of the Eucharis' internal systems. The voice sounded kinda weird without an emotion program attached to it. Still felt weird giving instructions to the person who had been their leader for so long. -"Just take a breather and put that thing back together, we are regrouping for an attack right now."-

The attention also ended up being a little short lived. Another internal sensor showed Yoshida dragging themselves along the floor.

-"Nito-Hei Taharial Chasan..."- The digital message had a little chibi face attached to it. They must have been serious. -"Could you please return to the vessel temporarily, and assist the other Heisho personally, please? We can't just leave her like that..."-

All of it was text to speech. With just four on the defensive line now, Tsuguka was in reality still pushing herself into overdrive keeping the fighters occupied. Hard turns and volumetric projections would only take them so far. The enemy was getting smarter, and that meant she had to be more and more aggressive to keep the pressure up. Firing backwards, laying missile trails into turns, and of course, using the biggest missile the team could be equipped with; The Mindy itself.

A volumetric mesh messed up the attack trajectory of a pursuer, but her bayonet only clipped it's wing. A full spin. SMG right up the rear end, when it didn't have time to turn.

Getting low on missiles. Where was that fighter support already?...
 
YSS Eucharis - Bridge

"Execute the maneuver when ready," Hanako ordered. She grapped the edges of her armrests in anticipation. It was likely that the enemy would get a change to hit them back when they stopped dodging to strike. Additionally, the Eucharis was getting closer and closer to the Kuvexian fleet now. "It may make sense to go in between their ships where they cannot fire their big guns at us without the risk of hitting each other," she thought aloud. "Make sure the armor team has the coordinates to jump to the enemy command ship."

Meanwhile, outside, a trio of Star Army fighters finally arrived and began dogfighting the remaining fighters, which took the pressure off the Eucharis.
 
Eucharis, Bridge

*bleep*

Wazu's pad flagged that one of the armor team was running low on missiles.

Damage, burns, anything short of needing to recover a pilot he couldn't really assist with... at least not with the gear currently on hand. Running low on missiles was something he could solve. First he would type up his message,

"Do you require in-flight resupply? I can send equipment to your location."

*send*

He expected Tugs would respond soon, now it was time to get the follow through ready.

The first step was to send his own armor down to the power bay to load the sendy. With a few quick commands entered into his datapad he would key in the requested task and let it do the rest. The man-sized glob waiting outside of the bridge would immdiately bound down the passageway, effortlessly banking itself off the walls of the anti-grav sections of the ship to close the distance to the power armor bay.

The Sendy that Wazu had ready in the armor bay would open up its bay doors, the coffin sized pod and its padding giving ample space to store equipment. The liquid-soldier would gather up a pair of leg mounted mini-missile launchers for the Mindy and secured it inside of the sendy by spreading itself out to fill the entire interior.
 
YSS Eucharis
Bridge

"And now, we salute," Fuyu murmured to Kensei, who nodded. Both the Mindy clad science officer and the android saluted in unison. Waiting for Hanako or any officer to acknowledge them. She'd cough and take a deep breath. "I apologize," she glanced at Kensei. An odd, clearly improvised booster pack perched on his back. "Santo Kanoe-hei reporting in," she stated, before taking a deep breath. "The construction on Kensei's frame has been completed. He is now viable for space travel. I apologize we missed the initial team, but we can form a back-up." Fuyu explained herself. Glancing over to the battledroid. Who was still standing at attention, the hilt of a nodachi visible behind his shoulder. No less than four short wakizashi lined with two on each hip. And from the small of his back, a chain was visible. On the other side, a sickle. The Danko clan's signature weapon. "-... Ken Seijin... Ichi.Rei," he fell in, with a heavy, monotone voice. "We-.... I am reporting in?" His featureless face tilting in Fuyu's direction momentarily. She only nodded. "We're awaiting orders, Majime-taii, Shosho." A soft, mechanical whirring came from Kensei, falling in agreement with Fuyu.
 
YSS Eucharis
Cargo Bay, Armor Rack

Mechanical arms worked with diligence replacing parts as Candon waited impatiently. Chunks of ceramic armor clattered to the metallic floor as the chest plates were removed and replaced with unpainted MCAS replacements for Anthedon PAs. As the chest was secured a pair of weapon holders were installed on the wing-mounted hardpoints, being connected electrically to the wing generators.

With the new components installed the freed up arms began reloading the antimatter missile magazines while a pair of aether beam saber rifles were lowered onto the holders mounted on the wings, close to his shoulders. Fully loaded and ready for battle he stepped off of the armor rack and stepped toward the opening cargo bay door.
"Candyman, taking off!" he called as he accelerated harshly, slipping into the void so the doors could close again.
 
Eucharis, Bridge

*bleep*

A response. More gear to provide.

He would bring up the liquid soldier's viewpoint on the pad and locate the shield, having the soldier bring it over to the Sendy. A last second gear check would indicate he had stow'd the wrong missile pods too... he'd quickly switch those out for the shoulder pods that Tugs needed and a reload for the leg mounted countermeasures.

The Sendy would then try and close up, but the Mindy shield was a bit too large to fit inside properly... after evaluating the size and likely profile of the teleporter, Wazu determined that just having the Liquid Soldier hold it with the doors slightly open would probably be alright.

*Bleep*

The deploy button was pressed.

The drones would move on their own at this point. The Sendy would teleport towards Tsuguka's location. The Sendy would position itself infront of Tsuguka, using its own sensors to make it somewhat transparent to Tug's vision while still body-blocking any incoming fire. Its movement would slave itself to her armor so that it could follow her exactly. This would allow the Liquid Soldier inside to reach out, holding the shield out for her to take while the smaller tendrils extended to reload the missile and countermeasure pods.
 
YSS Eucharis
Bridge

Arria Smith's voice responded to Hanako's spoken thoughts. "That's a great idea. Their larger weapons will have an incredibly difficult time tracking us at that range, anyways. we'll be pelted from all sides by their point defenses though, which will whittle our defenses down. We won't be able to spend long there." The missile down below preignited its thruster - not a full ignition, but ready to launch as soon as the ship moved.
 
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