New Guardians of Remnant: Shape The Future

At this point, Yoko's made her way over to Erica. Eyeing the fallen dragon, she nods.

"All these fancy toys. Honestly. So, Erica, care to explain exactly what's happened here?"

The bishop is rather curious to know. As another Ursa leaps at her, she ducks its swing then kicks its rear as it goes by, sending it flailing off the cliff.

Cor flipped back from the Ursi easily before hopping back and throwing his now combined weapon to easily cut through one of them. "Honestly this is just pathetic, only thing remotely threatening here is the dragon." He complained as his suit activated and he faded into the background as he held perfectly still.

The remaining Ursa tilted its head in confusion for a moment before the throwing weapon came back and hit it in the back, merely knocking it forward this time. However it knocked the Grimm forward into a powerful kick thrown by what appeared to be part of the forest. Said kick quite cleanly broke the monster's neck.

Cor strode forward and picked up his weapons. "How were you two having trouble with this?"

Three shots rang out, blowing apart the head of the Beowulf that was attacking Mal, as well as two of the ones that were going after Willhelm. The sound of a gun blowing up suddenly filled the comms, along with a string of curses from the strawberry blonde gunner. "Ugggggh...Dust Damn it...I need to get a rifle that can actually handle my semblance one of these days." She grumbled to herself more than anything as she inspected the charred lump of metal in her hands.

"Everything's fine guys, Just uh...lost another rifle. Sorry, Eri."

Nova began to refocus her gatling guns to the Beowulf that was attacking Mal, right before its head exploded from the sniper shot, joining the string of curses from the sniper, was some of the AI's own, although in a more joking tone "Fucking kill stealer! We only have so many targets down here you know!"

With the spent links now piling up around her, she decided to cease the rain of fire, and charge closer to Willhelm and aide him.

Glancing around at the five beowolves surrounding him, Wilhelm frowned under his helmet and murmured "Perhaps there will be a greater challenge next time" before swinging Recht about and promptly crushing the nearest beowolf, unleashing a thunderclap as the massive hammer made impact. As another attempted to pounce onto him, the armor clad Von Messer caught the beowolf out of the air by its neck and slammed it to the ground before finishing it off with a swift stomp to the skull.

Before he could take out a third, the heads of two beowolves exploded. Taking a quick guess as to why, Wilhelm quickly punted the last remaining beowolf away before turning to the air fort and flashing a thumbs up in its general direction before trudging back into the fray.

A Hunter in the Shadows

Swift as lightning, a strange power zipped through Beowolf and Ursa alike, quickly dispatching the Grimm before the apparition solidified in the middle of the chaos of battle. Talon Baga appeared, wielding his sword aflame with the power of Dust, sighing as if he'd stumbled into a child's mess. Which, given Erika, was what was happening in a fashion.

"Erika," he managed to say with a deadpan tone of exasperation and annoyance as he quickly spun sliced through a Beowolf that got in his way. The Vacuonese warrior raised his left hand into the air, and its intensifying glow was a sign for all nearby to avert their eyes or be temporarily blinded with the Grimm through the power of Dust. A burst of radiance went out in all directions for several feet, allowing Talon to cut down more of the Grimm with his comrades while giving them more room to breathe. "Why do you always get yourself into trouble like this...?"

Ship to Ground

"Web Lime Rook. I'm going in."

Jacky Fivepence put the mic down. He was ready to go, so he didn't feel like dragging this out any longer than he had to. Within five seconds of finishing his statement, Jacky was hurtling towards the ground at terminal velocity.

He'd done this many times before. Even in his Kronos days, dropping in from several hundred feet above the ground was standard procedure. He never liked teleporting down with Josh and Danny. It wasn't exciting enough for him.

No, he told himself as he shut his eyes. Don't think about them. Not right now. We've got a job to do. He opened his eyes and flicked his wrist in a beowolf's direction. A line of spider silk flew out and, just as Jacky planned, caught the Grimm between the eyes. That was enough to redirect Jacky in midair, slowing him down enough for a relatively safe landing. He was easily able to transition that into a flying tackle that sent him and the Grimm to the ground. The impact was enough to kill the beowolf, but just to be safe, Jacky pulled his pistol-knives from their holsters and put two bullets in the beowolf's head before putting them back.

As he walked away from the beowolf's body, Jacky reached just above his back and grabbed his favorite weapon of all. It was part-longsword, part-assault rifle, all-powerful in his hands. It was his Jester. The look on Jacky's face was stone cold serious, but with this thing in hand, he was ready to make jokes out of these Grimms.

Sure, THANATOS was a pretty eager fighter. But he still did respect one of the rules of MMORPG- no Kill Stealing. "Go for it, man."

No sooner had he said that, he watched the horse Faunus attack the dragon Grim with a pretty powerful implement. (Ooh, Critical Hit there!)

Noticing the prowess of his comrades, he fired off a compliment to them. "Good job guys!"

It was about this moment when an Ursa tried to sneak up on him from the side. The cautious robot's radar blipped, prompting a symbol to appear on THANATOS' visuals.

[ X ]

"Nope, not today." Pierce replied as the [ X ] was "pressed" and disappeared.

As the bear lunged, the jet robot quickly spun around and fired a powered shot from its Arm Cannon at the bear Grimm's head, blowing it off. The robot raised a leg to fire a missile that homed in on its stil-lunging headless body to knock it backwards into two beowolves.

Pierce cussed a bit at the late Ursa. "Oh damn you, that shot was for the boss! Now you put my power shot on cooldown again!"

Charging power in its hand again, the jet-bot took into the air in humanoid form to get a better shot at the Ahlbalok, as its back opened up to release a homing missile each at the two still-recovering beowolves, blowing their bodies up.

"Don't mind if I join?" he activates his speakers to ask those in combat with the dragon Grimm.

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Fight!

Mal had heard the Beowulf coming from behind, and quickly turned around... just to see Nat snipe it down before he could have the chance. God-fucking-damn it, I need to concentrate, he thought to himself, turning and heading toward the Albahlok. At least I still have time to help with the overgrown lizard...

"Given the large number of Grimm, Cor, I did not wish to take any chances and felt it would be better to call for backup just in case.", Vivian replied while shooting down a couple more Beowolves nearby.

Sav'ri Ariaklemenetas (Aria to all who knew her) had been buried in an electronic pile of data all morning, idly going through reams of information, searching out some untied trail of coding to pick through or an unencrypted data channel to listen in on as she burned away the day. She only just realized the time when a signal from Eri came through, totally overriding all channels, folders, and backdoors she was going through.

Fighting Grimm wasn't her first choice of things to do in any given day, but her ears perked up at the idea of something to do while the digital world was in a lull. She got up from her crosslegged position and snatched a large sword off the wall next to her door as she ran out.

Soundlessly jogging through the halls, she made her way out and paused, picking out a target on the ground before leaping out and landing on a rather nasty-looking beowulf, chainsword eating into its flesh as she did.

Titanus - Mess Hall

Protocol dictated that at least a handful of Hunters remain in place.

And deep in the mess hall, Cowbry Umber did battle with an enemy just as insidious as the Grimm the rest of the Guardians were engaged in.

His sleeves were rolled up, a pink apron hung from his neck. His eyes focused on nothing, an audiobook playing as Eri's alert was cut off, the tanned man was elbow deep in dirty dishes. It wasn't even his turn for kitchen duty.

"Yeah, lemme just ooOOOHHH SHIT, HOLY—FUCK!" Freddie was about to step down and begin crucifying the Ahlbalok to the ground, only to see almost the entire rest of the team begin to fuck shit up. He tensed up, cringed away from it, and damn near fell over. He was still not used to the absolutely absurd force the Huntsment could crank out on-demand without breaking a sweat, even though he was one of them. Maybe because he was one of them he wasn't always mindful of it. It worried him to think about these people going up against humans and faunus—again, obsessing over the events he'd just set off, Freddie thought of them breaking strikes he caused. He didn't want to make enemies of them.

It took him a few seconds of deep breaths before he could get up, stride surely over to the Ahlbalok's far wing, and drive another rebar rod straight through it, pinning it to the earth. He spoke into his Scroll to communicate with the rest of the squad. "Okay, I think the Ahlbalok's neutralized." He began softly, watching it intently. "Probably. I haven't taken many of these things on but Port's Affirmative Grimm Extermination Guide says strikes to the head are effective at killing it, does anyone else want to make sure about that or confirm my knowledge?"

The Fight.

The Guardians in combat would hear a new voice come on over the comms. "Yes, Mr. Angels. I can confirm that blows to the head will kill it, at they will 90% of life as we understand it." General Roth commented drily. "Guardians, hurry this up, please. We have a new mission. And don't let Ms. La Versaille chase any more Grimm attempting to befriend them while you're at it.

Mission briefing.

General Roth, a woman with dark skin and blonde hair stood in front of them in her blue and white formal uniform. She tapped the screen of her scroll a few times before the room darkened and a map was displayed on the wall of the border land between Vale and Vacuo.

"So as I mentioned, we have a mission. A small relay station has gone dark, right here." A pulsing mark appeared on the screen. "Before you all get your hopes up, there were no distress signals sent out before it went down, nor have there been any signs of apparent violence reported by long-range scouts. We're only being sent in because this is a few miles away from the Mount Amaterasu zone and Vale and Vacuo need an independent party so as to not heat up their little cold war."

The General let out a sigh. "I know you all would like to do more but this is the most I can scrounge up for us. It's this or standing and looking pretty for another fundraiser and I don't know about the rest of you but I'm damn tired of fundraisers. Any questions?"

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"Uhm, where—what is—how—" Freddie stood up, fumbled three times on the question, before finally swallowing and recentering himself. "Is the station really only a communications relay? Like, um, is it only for that purpose, or was it used for anything else...? Uh, sorry, bad question..."

Mission briefing

The General shrugged. "It appears to be, by all accounts, just a relay station. Of course, given its proximity to a hot bed area one can safely assume it's transmitting gathered intelligence back to Vale and may serve as a safehouse for government agents. I suspect this is an open secret in the region which why investigating a likely malfunction is a reason to call in a non-national organization. Otherwise getting armed forces from either involved might look like massing for a move or a pre-emptive strike. In any case, you should not mention any intelligence you see to anyone so we aren't scapegoated due to having no one to protect us."

She smirked slightly. "Of course if you do happen to see such intel...well, it's not our fault they didn't cover it up well enough to hide it, now is it?"

Mission Briefing

At the general's remark concerning unguarded intel for his empire's closest rival, Talon could not help but speak up. Even though his blood flowed strongly for the land of his birth and clan, he could not simply take such an underhanded possibility.

"And if I am to happen upon any useful intelligence, General...?"

edited 4th Sep '16 4:07:45 PM by Insano

Briefing

Roth turned and stared at Talon. "Well, you see Mr. Baga. When you joined up with our illustrious organization you agreed to be neutral when it comes to missions where sensitive national matters are at hand. So foremost, shut up and follow orders. Furthermore, if you found some sensitive intelligence and for example, shared it with your home country. You would rapidly find yourself pursued by not only agents of Vale but most likely whoever is left from the Guardians after all the court martials, which would include myself at the very least. So I'd recommend thinking hard before de-stabalizing any hot bed regions. Am I understood?"

"D-don't—I uh..." Freddy stood up halfway, then sat down, blushing furiously at having almost fucked up this bad. But the thing was, he totally did see an opportunity here. That scared him and he felt fucking guilty about it. Mr. Baga was proposing that they grab some national secrets, but here was the thing, Freddy didn't think that was for just his country. There could be all kinds of things there. Nationally endorsed businesses, backroom deals, controlled media narratives, clandestine murders. He could let everyone know about this.

Freddy could also write a fucking essay that caused people to riot in the streets, though. He pulled out his Scroll under the table and shot Talon a message: Sorry to bother you but I wanna talk after this, will you be free?

"So we're just going in, getting to the bottom of this glitch, and getting out?" Mal asked, mentally noting the details of the mission. "Am I hearing this correctly?"

Briefing

Nat raised a hand, the blonde augment seemingly not caring about things like dress code, as she still had yet to change out of the shirt she had nicked from Cor's closet. "We should get some eyes on sight, send me down ma'am, I can do a full sweep in a few minutes. Send one of our techies," she gestured to the more mechanical agents with a hand, "with me if you want."

Briefing

"...understood," Talon replied reluctantly once Roth spelled out the consequences of acting in his empire's interests if the opportunity arose. Aside from stewing in his seat, Talon turned his interest to the message Freddie sent to his Scroll. Acting in the courteous manner that he was raised and instructed to be towards his allies, he quickly scanned the message and replied to the nervous Faunus with a nod. Though he had some notions, he wondered what precisely Freddie would want to talk to him about.

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Briefing

[UPDATING MISSION OBJECTIVES... DONE]

Thanatos had been leaning on the wall as per usual, hearing the conversation. He gets up from his resting position after hearing the briefing.

"Got the mission requirements, General."

(This is going to be fun, I hope.)

edited 4th Sep '16 7:38:43 PM by ironcommando

Briefing

With his background in languages and fieldcraft, Cowbry was an obvious choice. But in contrast to Nat's bellicose suggestions, the scaled Faunus just sat in his chair. He would raise his hand briefly if Roth called for volunteers, but tuntil then, he was sunken in his seeming lethragy.

The hearing of the more sensitive Guardians could catch the whirring sound of a coin in flight as Cowbry played with it all through the briefing.

edited 4th Sep '16 7:36:07 PM by KR_Vandal

Vivian had been there the whole time as well, stoic and emotionless as ever as she heard Roth's orders. She had no questions to ask, and was ready to get underway, though she still had internal worries about Erika.

"Understood, General."