RP: YSS Kaiyō Mission 32: Uchū Kaubōi

[Ametheliana]

Caldera Base, Level 1
Hangar

The visage of the ID-SOL battered and bleeding but still finding cover and fighting unnerved the NMX. They tightened their resolve, but it was too late for them. William's heavy explosive rounds from his revolver were unstoppable, now, just like their wielder. The first fell while the second that had clipped his leg fell back, behind the console while quickly falling out of cover to take potshots at him.

Level 15

With the terminal fried just as they were making progress, Hoshi did much like Sahty had and diverted her full attention to the attack. Morgana was flanking into the purple Mishhu with heavy high energy shots that he could only deflect half of with his carapace shield. The likes of which Myga had attached herself to and was slipping under. Her knife found purchase on the tentacle, cleaving into it. But he had several tentacles and had already lost his secondary. He was not so quick to lose this one and a series of tentacles wrapped around the knife, her hand, and his gun in one undulating bundle.

Reinforcements were arriving down the strange slide on the wall. Sif was already clipping at him, trying to draw his attention, but he was unwavering and unable to focus on a wholly new foe like that. The SAINT operative arrived too and Hoshi couldn't help but notice a slime on either of them. But her true focus stayed on the fight and getting to the terminal the commander inadvertently guarded. Aiko continuing her assault atop the Mishhuvurthyar and she remembered Molli's earlier attempt at downing the beast. Something sparked in Hoshi's glittering oceanic eyes before her ICS forced her forward, away from the dead terminal and towards her foe.

"Get on it with Aiko! Drag it into the magma below together!"

The orders held the gritty gallantry unwittingly reserved by captains for when they believe they are giving their final orders of a battle.

 

[Gunhand4171]

Caldera Base, Level 1
Hangar

Fire continued to fly back and forth. Five combatants had been downed, but there was one to go. As the last NMX neko took pot shots at William's cover, he reloaded his revolver and drew his second one. Taking a deep, steadying breath, he stepped out from cover.

With each step forward, William fired essentially giving himself his own cover fire. Pain flared from his leg with each step, but the ID-SOL bared his teeth and kept moving forward. Once he was close enough he dropped his revolvers and grabbed his kusarigama. With a roar, he whipped the scythe in a wide arc, aiming to impale the neko on the console.

 

[Gles]

Level 15

Once again, Myga had foolishly engaged a Mishhu in close quarters. It had never gone well for her in this life or the last, but this time, she wasn't afraid. Myga only felt pain and agony in her body, and the calming realization that she could make up for failing Hihja by accomplishing the mission. Rather than fight against the tentacles wrapping around her arm, Myga grabbed hold of more with her free hand and pulled down with all of her might. Though a single neko's strength wasn't enough to overpower this terrifyingly strong monstrosity, maybe Aiko's could tip the balance. From below, the lava's heat coated Myga's back once more, puncturing her back with scalding steam. She wrenched her eyes closed and grit her teeth and fought the urge to pass out.

Myga wasn't sure how she'd free herself before a repeat of the last brush with death, but escaping immolation was the furthest thing from her mind by now.

"Do it!" Myga shouted, in a flood of emotion that had risen past the stoic calm she'd fallen into.

 

[Nameless]

Level 15

The order came through, but it gave a momentary pause to Cynea. Drag it into the magma? Surely they weren't thinking of doing a heroic sacrifice now of all times. No, she couldn't let that happen, no matter how desperate the whole situation may seem. And even if they only meant to push them into the molten rock, it'd be too easy to tangle them along as the Mishu sank.

It needed to die before it could think to lock its tendrils around anyone.

Cynea threw down the now-empty impaler rifle as she lifted off the ground to join the pile, but now in her hand was not her secondary, but the business end of the plasma torch she had picked up. She was going to make the Mishu regret ignoring her by shoving the plume of plasma straight to the side of its head. Time to see if their armor is stronger than ship hulls as she aimed to grab a hold of its ridges on its head with her free hand to brace herself against it.

 

[Megabirb]

Level 15

At Hoshi's command to force the Mishhu down Sahty did a quick double take between the tiny captain and the Mishhu that now had a growing pile of neko opon it. In her current state Sahty was not sure of just how much help she give in bringing the Mishhu down, but nonetheless there was a part of the situation she could not ignore. Myga was once more below a Mishhu and becoming dangerously close to the magma with every little descent.

With little thought to her own safety Sahty rushed in and grasped at the tentacles that she saw wrapped around Myga's arm with as much strength as she could muster. "Don't! It's got Myga still! Stop pushing!" Cried Sahty desperately over wireless after hearing Myga urge the others to keep pushing.

 

[raz]

Level 15

Aiko kept her balance squatting atop the purple Mishhu's shell even as the others fired upon it and then came in to attack once again. The princess let her rear fall down and sit for even more stability, really saddling in as her friends made their all out assault. With her left fingers clutched at the edge of the beast's carapace and her katana grasped firmly by her others, she might have looked like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco or bull—at least if she hadn't discarded her cowboy hat in the armory long before.

"Go, then, and free her!" Aiko called, hearing in her mind Rio's digital warning about Molli being grabbed by the Mishhu again. "This one has not the strength left to keep hold!"

Deftly switching her katana to a reverse grip with a momentary toss, Aiko then scooted forward on her butt and plunged the blade downward between her knees into the wavering Advanced Type's face. The odd hold she'd switched to wasn't good for much in traditional samurai swordsmanship, but the princess relied on it now for the raw power to drive her blade down to its hilt.

Of course, this made the the Mishhu flail its body around even more. But now Aiko's sword was embedded between the beast's eyes like a climbing anchor on the face of a high rock—or perhaps a saddle's horn—allowing her to hold tight to the blade's handle and steer her body with some measure of grace even as her enemy jerked around and tried to throw off the combined might of Kaiyō's warriors assailing it.

 

[Ametheliana]

Caldera Base, Level 1

Plunged into her console by the traditional weapon of Yamataian yore, the last of the NMX Neko had been downed by the sole ID-SOL in the hangar. But his people below still had not gotten into the Mishhuvurthyar controls in order to eject one of the starship’s aether cores. Once they had, if William had set up the cattle with their explosive charges embedded within them, they would set off the explosive reaction needed to break this base despite how deeply entrenched it was.

Level 15

Molli’s ardent call was juxtaposed with Rio’s apprehensive appeals to stop the attempt.

“Keep at it!” Hoshi herself yelled as she flew towards the beast with her feet outstretched. Attaching into its fleshy underside next to Molli, she made sure Rio's hands were away and fired into the fleshy tentacles with the dwindling ammo reserves of the M3. Gore and gunk splattered into her face and all along Molli’s NMX jumpsuit when the tentacles were shorn and blasted apart by the close proximity shot. For a second time this mission, the captain’s hand closed in on Myga’s wrist, carefully avoiding where the tentacles had previously been wrapped around her arm. The captain’s other hand went underneath Myga’s armpit and she pulled her up and away from the writhing tentacles with a calming agility.

"You too!" Hoshi couldn't do much but speak out to Sahty, who had rushed in to help Molli. Though some tentacles were now chunkily broken off, the intact ones still flopped about, unwittingly feeling for where their prey had gone and edging ever closer to Sahty. Where Aiko had implanted her sword, red hemosynthetic blood oozed out with each jerky movement.

With Myga and Hoshi on top of the Mishhu alongside Sahty and Aiko, Hoshi again called for them to bear down.

“Sink into it!” Hoshi strained to say. The heat they were descending into was licking at her face and making her clothes hot around her. Whatever ease she had felt in saving Molli was gone, now, as her adrenaline rerouted to her intertial control systems instead.

 

[Megabirb]

Level 15

As soon Sahty saw that Myga was free, she yanked her own hand away from the few remaining tentacles that now probed for something else to latch onto. She did not need Hoshi telling her to move away after her earlier experiences.

With Myga safe from further immolation Sahty joined the rest of the team already atop the struggling Mishhu. Digging her right arm and shoulder into the top of the Mishhu, Sahty added her own weight and strength to the teams efforts to give their enemy a fiery end. As they grew closer to the magma Sahty felt like she might catch fire again thanks to the horrific, all consuming heat.

 

[Gunhand4171]

Caldera Base, Level 1

The ID-SOL remained still for several long moments, watching for any movement. Once he was sure there weren't any more combatants, Willliam's shoulders fell. The pain in his arm and leg became more noticeable as the adrenaline started to leave his system. He also noticed that he had been hit a few times in both extremities. "Well, that's gonna hurt later..." He murmured as he ripped his kusarigama from the dead soldier's body.

Limping back to the hanger door, he rolled it open the rest of the way and herd the cattle and horses inside. Once they were all in, he rolled the doors shut once more. Moving to his horse, he reached into the saddle bag and grabbed his med kit. Pulling out the six constriction bands, he affixed two to each injured extremity. As soon as they were in place, he felt a pinch as the bands injected anesthetic. No more than 3 seconds passed before the pain subsided. While the medication did its thing, the bands constricted just enough to stop the blood loss to his arm and leg. With the most critical issue taken care of, he fished out a vial of Long-Night and an injector. William was tired but needed to be sharp to finish this thing. So he drew up some of the meds and stabbed the injector into his good thigh. Once the medicine was injected, the fatigue he had been feeling started to dissipate.

He then moved around the hangar, securing the entrances so only he could let someone in. After that, he began to position the cattle where he had been instructed. "This is William. Site secured. Awaiting further instructions." He sent to Hoshi and Aiko, as he sat on the ramp once occupied by the NMX. He was still alert, but he could rest his legs for a bit.

 

[Gles]

Level 15
If Myga hadn't been so focused on pulling the Mishhu down, she would have spared an elbow to the head of her dutiful comrade. "Get off!" she hissed, not wanting to see Sahty go down into the molten depths with her. That being said, she didn't stop in her attempts to pull it down, and wouldn't have, even for Sahty's sake. These lives were temporary, after all -- the mission took precedence. NMX indoctrination had clearly taken at least some hold into this body's mind over its brief period in service.

A surge of violence, and something warm and foul splattered all over the front of Myga. She found herself pulling away with severed tentacles in her hands. Someone's breath fell on her neck -- Hoshi's, judging by the orders being barked in her ears. Her captain had flown the both of them away and atop the mishhu that she had resolved to pull down just seconds ago. Though shielded somewhat by its body, the heat of the lava was no less overpowering from her higher vantage. Still, they had their orders -- Myga was all too happy to follow them.

Rising to unsteady feet, Myga promptly stomped down on the Mishhu's carapace repeatedly, a bestial growl escaping her with each forceful fall of her half-ruined boot.