Rizzo
Well-Known Member
- RP Date
- 4日 1月 YE 43
- RP Location
- Battle of Glimmergold
Battle of Glimmergold
4日 1月 YE 43
The sleek for of Candon's Spectre power armor swiftly navigated the growing debris field of the clashing fleets. His pair of double aether beam saber rifles dominated his forearms and extended outwards like a pair of evil blades as his held them outstretched, throwing his weight into the erratic maneuvers he needed to perform to avoid collisions. The occasional flash and pinkish white beam lanced the debris as he picked off stragglers and combatants sneaking their way through. Wasted time.
"Jinja, there's nothing here. Rolland moved," he radioed the deputy director who monitored the situation from her aging Nozomi-class Scout. Old but gold, the stealth converted ship silently prowled the battlefront, and occasional Kuvexian gunship falling to it's torpedoes as it would fire and disappear back into it's cloak. "Stay the course, Candon. He fired that shock array less than thirty seconds ago. He's there," she answered, her CIC abuzz with activity as the tall armor clad woman perched over the holographic table. Startled she yell out, "above you- evade now!"
Candon's helmet illuminated the target and sounded alarm only a moment before the PA scale aether shock array fired, it's golden beam burning past the evading Spectre who rolled hard to the right and returned the favor with 4 bright pink beams of his own. The attack scored the heavy metallic shields of Rolland's Hostile, now plated in Kuvexian gold hull paint. "Gonna need to do better than that, Torēsu," he shouted over the radio as the shields retracted to the sides, "you broke your mother's heart, boy. Just stand down, she still wants you back!" His plead ended with his twin gatling cannons barking to life. "The only way we'll truly beat the Squiddies is under strict leadership! Unified by force!" he cried as his guns tracked the Spectre's fleeing form, "stop resisting the inevitable! She's the best of us and we'll never stop!"
"Damn you Rolland, you're a Nepleslian patriot! This isn't you," Candon retorted stressed from the immense exertion of evading hails of explosive ballistic rounds, "it doesn't have to end this way!" Activating his wrist mounted graviton projectors he began collecting debris and throwing it into the streams of incoming bullets as his shoulder fired laser guns began tirelessly shooting the projectiles. Raising his own weapons he responded with 4 streams of rapid fired aether pulses, overwhelming Rolland's own fire and scoring more hits which glanced off of his golden coating.
Rolland's heavy shields snapped back into cover as his energy shields failed, the two halves of his aether shock array connected over his head. As the weapon began charging Candon halted his fire and charged in close, accelerating into a kick as his rifles formed beams of aether into coherent blades. The mighty shock array fired wildly overhead as the Hostile missed Candon completely, slamming against the heavy hull of a destroyed SAoY gunship. Candon brought the cutting beams down on his foe then slashed across his shields violently, roaring as he swung again and again. Rolland's heavy shields glowed red hot as they intercepted the savage assault, watching helplessly as stray hits chipped away at the zesu spear of his shock array. The left shield arm finally gave way, then the right sending both careening from the battle. With Candon fully in sight and pointing one of the ABSRs dead centerline on his target he warned the man in a tone as cold as ice, "my brother.. Don't make me kill you.. where- is- Sana!"
The huge armored man laughed hysterically. His powerful PA suit not yet crippled but now missing 400 kilograms of protective metal was still a threat that could never be underestimated. Rolland collected himself, "I spared you and you spared me, looks like we're even. It's been nice knowing you." Candon's battle honed instincts took control. He'd seen this before. His teleporter charged and engaged as an aether-edged ōdachi lanced the space where his chest had been. Instantly reappearing behind Sana his armored boot greeted the small of her heavily modified M2-2a's back, launching her blade first into Rolland. Sana deactivated her blade only in time to not kill Rolland outright, yet too late as her ōdachi ran him through the gut. He screamed as the super heated blade lanced him and Sana cried out a curse.
Candon floated behind them suspended in the micro gravity of their environment as 6 other SAINT Mindy's appeared in three dimensions around the theatre of their duel. "It's over Mom, just come home willingly. We can fix this." Rolland and Sana looked at each other for a few quiet seconds, private comms obviously the obvious reason. Tension filled the silence, soldiers knowing this could go very badly. Sana touched Rolland's chest plate gently and slowly removed the sword from her ally, gel sealing the puncture. "Candon.. are you really so blind to my goal?.. We can unite the Kikyo Sector and create true and lasting peace. The Kuvexians are just a means to this end. Once I attain command of Yamatai we will wipe out all who oppose us and I will reunite the warward Nepleslians in our empire. Society need only surrender its freedom for a generation. Is that price truly to great for an eternity of peace and security?"
"Mother, your plans are flawed. You and I are the same. We are agents of chaos, addicted to the fight. People like us do not find peace, only chaos and conflict. The only peace we find is through absolute force. Unsurprisingly this leaves us at an impasse," he replied harshly, igniting the aether blades on his heavy rifles, "we both know that you and I can't cheat death anymore. Surrender or die." The two faced off silently, neither willing to budge. Her sinister red and black M2-2a's skull face grinned with malicious intent against the will of the Spectre's holographically projected jaw-less skull. Two legendary bringers of death staring off, neither ready to engage first the other lest it all end in one quick moment. A moment to determine not only the fate of Yamatai, but the future of the sector as people knew it...
4日 1月 YE 43
The sleek for of Candon's Spectre power armor swiftly navigated the growing debris field of the clashing fleets. His pair of double aether beam saber rifles dominated his forearms and extended outwards like a pair of evil blades as his held them outstretched, throwing his weight into the erratic maneuvers he needed to perform to avoid collisions. The occasional flash and pinkish white beam lanced the debris as he picked off stragglers and combatants sneaking their way through. Wasted time.
"Jinja, there's nothing here. Rolland moved," he radioed the deputy director who monitored the situation from her aging Nozomi-class Scout. Old but gold, the stealth converted ship silently prowled the battlefront, and occasional Kuvexian gunship falling to it's torpedoes as it would fire and disappear back into it's cloak. "Stay the course, Candon. He fired that shock array less than thirty seconds ago. He's there," she answered, her CIC abuzz with activity as the tall armor clad woman perched over the holographic table. Startled she yell out, "above you- evade now!"
Candon's helmet illuminated the target and sounded alarm only a moment before the PA scale aether shock array fired, it's golden beam burning past the evading Spectre who rolled hard to the right and returned the favor with 4 bright pink beams of his own. The attack scored the heavy metallic shields of Rolland's Hostile, now plated in Kuvexian gold hull paint. "Gonna need to do better than that, Torēsu," he shouted over the radio as the shields retracted to the sides, "you broke your mother's heart, boy. Just stand down, she still wants you back!" His plead ended with his twin gatling cannons barking to life. "The only way we'll truly beat the Squiddies is under strict leadership! Unified by force!" he cried as his guns tracked the Spectre's fleeing form, "stop resisting the inevitable! She's the best of us and we'll never stop!"
"Damn you Rolland, you're a Nepleslian patriot! This isn't you," Candon retorted stressed from the immense exertion of evading hails of explosive ballistic rounds, "it doesn't have to end this way!" Activating his wrist mounted graviton projectors he began collecting debris and throwing it into the streams of incoming bullets as his shoulder fired laser guns began tirelessly shooting the projectiles. Raising his own weapons he responded with 4 streams of rapid fired aether pulses, overwhelming Rolland's own fire and scoring more hits which glanced off of his golden coating.
Rolland's heavy shields snapped back into cover as his energy shields failed, the two halves of his aether shock array connected over his head. As the weapon began charging Candon halted his fire and charged in close, accelerating into a kick as his rifles formed beams of aether into coherent blades. The mighty shock array fired wildly overhead as the Hostile missed Candon completely, slamming against the heavy hull of a destroyed SAoY gunship. Candon brought the cutting beams down on his foe then slashed across his shields violently, roaring as he swung again and again. Rolland's heavy shields glowed red hot as they intercepted the savage assault, watching helplessly as stray hits chipped away at the zesu spear of his shock array. The left shield arm finally gave way, then the right sending both careening from the battle. With Candon fully in sight and pointing one of the ABSRs dead centerline on his target he warned the man in a tone as cold as ice, "my brother.. Don't make me kill you.. where- is- Sana!"
The huge armored man laughed hysterically. His powerful PA suit not yet crippled but now missing 400 kilograms of protective metal was still a threat that could never be underestimated. Rolland collected himself, "I spared you and you spared me, looks like we're even. It's been nice knowing you." Candon's battle honed instincts took control. He'd seen this before. His teleporter charged and engaged as an aether-edged ōdachi lanced the space where his chest had been. Instantly reappearing behind Sana his armored boot greeted the small of her heavily modified M2-2a's back, launching her blade first into Rolland. Sana deactivated her blade only in time to not kill Rolland outright, yet too late as her ōdachi ran him through the gut. He screamed as the super heated blade lanced him and Sana cried out a curse.
Candon floated behind them suspended in the micro gravity of their environment as 6 other SAINT Mindy's appeared in three dimensions around the theatre of their duel. "It's over Mom, just come home willingly. We can fix this." Rolland and Sana looked at each other for a few quiet seconds, private comms obviously the obvious reason. Tension filled the silence, soldiers knowing this could go very badly. Sana touched Rolland's chest plate gently and slowly removed the sword from her ally, gel sealing the puncture. "Candon.. are you really so blind to my goal?.. We can unite the Kikyo Sector and create true and lasting peace. The Kuvexians are just a means to this end. Once I attain command of Yamatai we will wipe out all who oppose us and I will reunite the warward Nepleslians in our empire. Society need only surrender its freedom for a generation. Is that price truly to great for an eternity of peace and security?"
"Mother, your plans are flawed. You and I are the same. We are agents of chaos, addicted to the fight. People like us do not find peace, only chaos and conflict. The only peace we find is through absolute force. Unsurprisingly this leaves us at an impasse," he replied harshly, igniting the aether blades on his heavy rifles, "we both know that you and I can't cheat death anymore. Surrender or die." The two faced off silently, neither willing to budge. Her sinister red and black M2-2a's skull face grinned with malicious intent against the will of the Spectre's holographically projected jaw-less skull. Two legendary bringers of death staring off, neither ready to engage first the other lest it all end in one quick moment. A moment to determine not only the fate of Yamatai, but the future of the sector as people knew it...
