RP: YSS Kaiyō Mission 30: Sugoi Dekai

[Gles]

Though Molli would have asserted that she had the situation with that confrontational tech uncontrol control, the Nepleslian felt much better knowing that Sif was there to back her up. In the junior Neko's brief tenure on the Kaiyo, she'd backed Molli up a lot, earning her a slight smile with an aside glance. Once the offender walked away, Molli poked Sif with her elbow. "Thanks," she whispered before the distant battle through the dome caught Molli's eye.

Now that she had time to appreciate the mecha's design, its battle with the sandworm transfixed Molli. Unlike the princess, Molli thought the mech looked beautiful in its design, and its precise movements made her long to sit in the pilot's seat. That reminded the Nepleslian of her failure to pass muster for a mecha unit--a bitter moment at the time, but it led to her joining the Kaiyo, so maybe it was for the best.

Her observation ended with the arrival of more NMX and their associates, and just like that, their tenuous cover got blown. At Hoshi's command, Molli was right behind Sif--well behind, considering her comrade had just taken out her fellow human. The Delsaurian, despite its short stature, was brave enough to make a move on Sif when she turned her back, but all that earned him was a solid punch to the side of his head from Molli's metal arm. It wasn't as graceful as Sif had done, but it was enough to floor him, and a second punch kept him down.

"How'd taffs like them keep this on the kipper?!" Molli shouted to the team, hot on Sif's heels. "Ent twigged more gullybull sorts'n ah long while!"

 

[raz]

"Gomen nasai, Rob-san," Aiko said, apologizing in her more delicate Yamataigo intonation that she was most accustomed to speaking. In truth, the princess wasn't that sorry for what she was about to do—Robert Englebert was creating weapons of war for the Star Empire's most mortal enemy, so he was himself a guilty man—but nonetheless felt some pity for needing to take care of someone so soft as him. "I cannot have you raising any alarms."

Her preemptive apology given, Aiko's right arm lashed out with a precise knifehand strike that bashed across Rob's neck and caused him to crumple over the control console he was standing beside. It was a measured blow, just enough to interrupt blood flow to his brain and knock the man out. And with that done, Aiko turned to follow Hoshi's orders and move out. It appeared her comrades had taken care of the other enemies who'd barged in on them, but the princess nonetheless kept her eyes sharp and her body poised for a fight while she dashed and darted through felled bodies on the way out.

"If you see weapons, now is the time to claim them," Aiko said, already aware one or two of the Kaiyō's away team had armed themselves after the previous fight. "Shall we take the same route out, Taisa?"

 

[Ametheliana]

That punch William threw might cause the other man to reel from shock, but still be in the fight—if William were human. The ID-SOL packed a punch, though, and the technician was laying cold on the ground. Rob gave Aiko a look with his wet eyes, one of understanding and acceptance. When he didn’t see a gun but the jab of her pointed hand coming towards him, Aiko even saw a glimpse of gratefulness flash across his face as she knocked him out. He fell against his dials and past him, in the desert, the mecha continued fighting the core worm just as a new and bigger battle against it began in this control room. Sif’s precise attack and boot to the head ensured the man tumbled down as did Molli's swift double punch setup. The two fell, heaping up against the Nekovalkyrja in a new pile that William and Aiko had to vault over to get to the stairs. The downed NMX Neko had one of the Type 45’s that Hoshi was carrying, if anyone were attentive to Aiko’s guidance to grab a gun.

“Let’s go, go, go,” Hoshi called. To William, she nodded, “Good going, man.” Understanding Molli took Hoshi a moment and as the Nepleslian woman passed her, Hoshi’s eyes went wide in bewilderment. “Uh huh!” Then everyone was through the door and she said, “Back the way we came.” Which would have been easy in practice if there weren’t a group of security like the Delsaurian from earlier taking measured steps right towards them down the hall to their left. It wasn’t the way they needed to go, but the large wall-like Mutant, brick-built human man, and the much smaller Delsaurian next to them were all pulling at their sidearms. These men didn’t have coveralls with their names but black vests full of pockets and straps, likely offering them some protection against weapons-fire.

 

[Gles]

Molli was close to the front of the group, her lithe frame allowing her to slip past the mammothian William and Aiko's tall, imposing frame. Three targets, and not enough time. Reflex took over as Molli brandished her sidearm with one hand and fired off a small burst that impacted the Mutant's vest, causing him to flinch, but only for a second. Fortunately, a second was all Molli needed; rather, it was all her cybernetic arm needed.

The gun was just a distraction, a means to give her mechanical limb time to detach and shoot to the Mutant's holster, where it deftly lifted the man's sidearm and aimed up at its shocked owner. An explosion of light followed, and the ceiling was decorated with blood and chunks of brain matter as the Mutant collapsed in a heap.

 

[Nameless]

Being one of the people in front, Sif had steeled herself to be the first line of contact if they ever run into anybody else. And that was exactly what happened. A shot rang out and the biggest of the three was taken down in a shower of scarlet, with Molli's flying arm being in front, guilty of the execution. The neko's eyes locked onto the next biggest target, the human.

With the delsaurian there, she'd have to put herself in danger of an attack from behind if her plan even worked out and she wasn't shot before she closed the distance. She needed to buy herself every nanosecond she could. And she prayed that what she was about to attempt was going to buy her enough time. As she charged, her mind raced with calculations. A few steps away from her intended target, Sif tossed her pipe at him. Even if it hit, there was no real force behind the throw as it was only meant to distract or make him flinch for even a fraction of a second, just enough for her to close the distance.

She'd ram her shoulder right under his ribs to evict the air in the human's lungs while also adding an upward angle as she secured him with her arms so she could carry him three strides' length away. Sif wanted to create distance between her and the delsaurian that she elected to have the others handle and she could only manage three steps before the weight imbalance tripped her up. If the initial tackle didn't fully vacate his lungs, the slam onto his back should have taken care of the rest. But not wanting to give him a chance to catch his breath, Sif quickly propped her body up with her left arm while she wound back her right before sending an elbow to the side of the head.

For her, it felt like everything was in slow motion. But perhaps the others would see a more comical view as the gun the human had raised when he got tackled had just enough upward momentum when he let go that it seemed to forget that gravity existed for a split second before clattering to the floor.

She had already felt some pain on her shoulder from that wide swing she had done before, but the tackle brought on more stress on it, and when she sent that elbow, it didn't land right. A sharp, lingering pain had shot up from her shoulder joint, which stopped her from getting up right away.

 

[Gunhand4171]

Joining the others, he threw a thumbs up to Hoshi as he passed. "I aim to please." He said as he moved to lead the way. He had all the plans for the mech in his head and it needed to get back to Yamataian and Nepleslian high command. It was too important to leave to chance. "I don't plan on biting it down here, but of I do grab my brain spider and run. The plans will be in there." He ordered the group, matter of factly. Hoshi and Aiko would know that the brain spider was an implant in Nepleslian soldiers' brains which backed up their minds. It was similar to a Yamataian ST, but slower.

As the away team came across the next group of guards, Molli and Sif took the Mutant and human. This left the delsaurian. The ID-SOL grinned wickedly as he began picking up speed. He was 300lbs of pure muscle, moving with the force of a runaway train.

As William neared the delsaurian, he cocked his arm back to throw a punch only to leap forward the last few feet. His goal was to drive his rising knee into overgrown lizard's jaw.

 

[raz]

On her way out of the control room, Aiko swiped up the knocked-out NMX Neko's pistol. As much as hand-to-hand combat was enjoyable for the princess, the Kaiyo's crew had been made and were henceforth on their way out of this hidden research complex they'd infiltrated. Fisticuffs made for great stealth but the time for that had passed. So Aiko figured that arming up with the hefty Type 45 would make their exit easier should too many enemy guards descend upon them.

Thus far, that hadn't happened.

William, Sif, and Molli made quick work of the first unlucky batch of mooks who stood in their way, fighting the guards at hallway junction where they'd appeared and intercepted the Star Army team. For now, William's reminder to get his brain spider seemed unlikely even combined with his determination to stay alive as he and the two girls slammed through their opposition with ease.

Initially at the back of the column, Aiko passed behind her friends' scuffle in a hurry and was again at the head of the pack on the path back to Urtullan's market streets outside.

"This way is still clear," she said, jogging forward with the NMX pistol held tightly and pointed to the floor in poised arms ahead of her charge. "Their force appears slow to react, but may come at us with increased urgency should more and more of their number not check in. We may need to alternate our route before the end, but let us proceed this way for the time being."

 

[Ametheliana]

Hoshi was last out and bringing up the rear for a reason which presented itself immediately after Sif took on the Delsaurian.

"Hey, now," the little captain said as she went to Sif's good side. She pulled the other Neko up by the elbow and then put her hand under Sif's red jacket, on her waist. "You doing alright?" No AIES readouts or Mindy HUD to tell Hoshi what was going on with Sif felt unnatural after so many armored missions, but the challenge presenting itself made her light blue brows push down in a look of determination as she used her strength and gravity manipulation to keep Sif close to her as she barreled behind the group.

Having taken out the trio, the team had clear sights on the way they had come. Though, up ahead was the equipment box they had stowed the Delsaurian from much earlier and as Aiko approached the lid rose ajar only slightly.

 

[Gunhand4171]

William followed quickly behind Aiko. "You're right. We need to get the lead out." He replied, waving everyone forward. Turning back to the Princess, he smirked. "How you want to play this? Like the arena platform fight or like the flight through Kyoto?" He asked as they ran ahead, checking the passageways for more defenders as the pair moved ahead.

 

[Nameless]

With the pain in her shoulder not seeming to go away, Sif began pushing herself up off the ground without using the injured arm, with Hoshi coming to assist her off of the third human she had knocked out today. "I'm fine. Thank you." she'd say with a weak, labored voice. "Bad impact. Dislocated my shoulder." She was gritting her teeth from the pain that lingered, as if nagging on her nerves accompanied with pulsating waves of sharper pain that would quickly dissipate.

With her standing close to upright, its clear that one shoulder was set higher than the other, not to mention the attached arm being stiffer as Sif did her best to make said arm imitate a statue's. "I can still run and fight," she reassured the captain with a forced smile as she began to follow the others out, crouching down and picking up the metal pipe that landed along the way with her bad arm and wincing as the joint got disturbed. "Don't worry about me, I'll be able to pop it back in once we can get a breather."

She had a weak grip on the weapon that had served her well, but she didn't want to push the captain away or pull herself away from the captain. Sif was appreciative of the help and the last thing she'd want to do was to seem ungrateful. However, with Hoshi assisting her, that did mean that the captain was being slowed down. Sif wanted to say something to the effect of she'll be okay getting to the exit by herself, but once again, she didn't know how to put it without seeming ungrateful.

 

[Gles]

Once all three of the squad's assailants were gunned down or incapacitated, Molli's cyber arm floated back to its owner, who fit it back into its socket. The Nepleslian wiped a small trickle of blood from her nose as she rushed to Sif's side once Hoshi helped her up. The ugly lump on Sif's asymmetrical shoulders made the young soldier wince, and she gently grabbed at her comrade's wrist to stop her. "Wait," Molli's concern was writ plain in her voice and worried expression, "Lemme prop yer wing." The soldier removed her colorful ponco, which she fastened into a makeshift sling. If given permission, Molli would gently prop the arm from Sif's bad shoulder inside it--after getting her to drop the pipe.

"Ent no use playin' tough," Molli scolded gently, "Yeh got us t'help fer a reason."