ARMOR Store

ARMOR Core nodded at Jace, and pulled out a red communicator from the box. They toss it over to him.

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A few minutes later...

ARMOR Communication and Intelligence Center

A few staff ,who weren't busy at the welcoming back ceremony for the older students, lazed back in their chairs. The influx of traffic had slowed down by now seeing as most of the students had arrived. Another first day rush had now reached its lowest point once again.

Beep

A single, echoing ping came from one of the many screens scanning the surrounding space of the station. A blip appeared, slowly making its way towards ARMOR. Judging by the size, it was roughly mech-sized, and picking up speed.

Beep...beep...beepbeepbeepbeep'

Several more dots popped up, all headed straight for the station, surrounding it.

"What in the..."

One of the staff startled a bit at the sudden rush of newcomers. She picked up her workstation's broadcaster, and sent a message to all the dots.

"Attention, unidentified mecha units. This is ARMOR Station. Identify yourself."

No answer except the drone of static.

Wait, static?

A shout came from another worker, one in charge of the comms on the station.

"Comms are down. ARMOR's been compromised! But how...?"

"Halls A through C have been locked down. The defences are offline too. The security staff can't do anything, and the students and staff at the welcoming ceremony can't do anything.]]"

Where once was calm laziness, there was now a frantic rush. What followed, however, sent them all tumbling. The CIC was rocked by an explosion hitting against it, courtesy of one of the mechs outside. the shields just barely coming online to block it.

"Somebody tell the Principal! Use the direct line! ARMOR is under attack!"

ARMOR Store

Once everyone had gotten their communicators, ARMOR Core neatly closed the boxes back up again and packed them into a storage room. Maya looks around, expecting something.

"Hey...weren't we supposed to get more information once we have our things?"

It's at that time that the station shakes a bit, and the sound of a distant explosion echoes through the hall. Maya lets out a yell and holds out her arms to stop herself from losing her balance.

"WOAH, what in the hell?!"

Armor Store

Kaylid stumbled a little as the station shakes but quickly recovers. "Woah, woah woah..Uh guys, what was that?" He asked aloud, trying to search for things on both comms and maybe alerts that could answer that very question.
"...Maybe we should go look?" He nervously questioned, starting to move towards the door of the store. At the same time as partly unzipping one of his bags, enough to put his hand inside if he needed to draw a certain item within.

edited 13th Oct '16 10:31:28 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

ARMOR, Store

Sylvester chuckled a bit more, seems he got himself into quite a nice situation, a friendly sparring fight was always appreciated, he watched the others a bit... just as the station was rocked by an explosion, he quickly brought up his HUD... unsurprisingly most channels were now clattered with confusion... what happened? Unannounced training excercises were of course not unheard of and he already had participated in his fair share fo them... but introduction day still seemed... off for such stuff. He looked to the core, then to the door "I don't know if that is training or not... but I presume we are best in our mechs in either case."

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

Cheshire looked at the others and shouted, "Play Time?".

Cheshire after regaining her balance, Cheshire began bounce for one foot to other. She was eager to see what her fellow first years could do. She hoped there be couple of student that would be fun to have matches with.

They can't for the life of them understand why nobody liked being ruled by a group of manic depressive demigods - 4chan

Ser Masterful nodded and crossed the room to lean against the doorframe. "I suspect it is nothing major, and we should find emergency shelters until the danger passes. Most likely it is debris, or perhaps a malfunctioning machine." They put one hand on the saber dangling at their hip. "That is my suggestion to all of you. Should this be an actual terror attack, as the body of work inspiring many of your machines would indicate, unsolicited aid to the ARMOR security teams would most likely do more harm than good."

Ser Masterful's eye unfocused slightly as they searched through the map of the station...

"Nevermind." They said, matter-of-factly, refocusing on the world around them. "There are no such places to go in place of an emergency. I suppose we ought to just go about our business and finish setting up our rooms, then."

PLAY TIME

Loke's face suddenly split into a toothy grin. She laughed and cracked her neck. "This is going to be fun..." Loke always lusted for a good scrap. It would be good to cut loose.

Good to be back

Hearing and seeing the disruption around him and on the HUD, D'Angelo stripped off the vest and shirt he was wearing, revealing his piloting suit underneath. Running his hands down his back to ensure his CRC nodes were secure, he protectively placed his hand on Kaylid's shoulder. "I doubt they gonna want us running around wih out a heads up," he said, "But be ready to move, just in case."

Elaine set down her bag and quickly retrieved both her heart monitor and plasma pistol. She then quickly donned a pilot's jacket. "Well, time to go check on my mecha. If someone has gotten too close to it I'm gonna burn their hair off. If I can get the doors open I'm going to help. Uh..."

She tapped the communicator, looking through the applications. "Let's see...where's a map. I need the fastest way down to the bay. Oh come on, where is it?"

edited 13th Oct '16 10:29:54 PM by guyshane

-dramatic music ensues-

Attack?!?

The rumbling sound in the distance had Lucas on edge. In spite of what the machine had said, he found it unlikely that it was a simple error. He was starting to think a quick check would do, even if it weren't an attack.

“I've got to find Fa'ar Zhir,” he muttered to himself, turning around and heading for the door.

We're in the shop right now, right?

ARMOR, Store

Seeing some other pilots get ready Sylvester nodded to one that was near- that likely being Elaine as he followed her, after all he needed to get to the hangar as well.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

@Aqua Everyone should be

ARMOR Store

He paused and looked upto D'Angelo, as the hand is put on his shoulder. "Come on, this place is all about training combat. We shouldn't stand around, we should get to our Mechs, be ready if we do get called on!" Seeing everyone else revealing piloting suits, or mention it as well has pretty much secured what he wanted to do. Kaylid wasn't nervous, or scared at all. Instead excited, after the previous talk of drills and practice with the other students, he just wanted to prove he is up for it, a little headstrong perhaps.

Unfortunately for Kaylid, his combat suit isn't simply hidden under his clothing and would take a while to don, so he's gonna have to pilot without it likely.. So this will be fun. (No it wont due to how the Mech connects to the pilots nervous system)

edited 14th Oct '16 3:41:27 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

ARMOR Store

It is a bit difficult for a flying drone to lose its balance, but despite maintaining gyroscopic stability, 163 was no less confused than the others. "Current hypothesis: Critical failure in engineering department. Reasoning: ARMOR facility is not known for its susceptibility to direct hostile action." It focused on the others present one by one, then quietly ensured its mobility systems were online. Destruction due to improper bracing for engineering anomalies was not the way it wished to be remembered.

D'Angelo chewed his cheek and looked around the store. Everyone else was just as restless as Kaylid, and a few were already leaving the room. Not to mention there was a slight bit of doubt in his mind, that this might actually be some kind of readiness training, no matter how improbable it was seeming by the minute. Add in the fact that Kaylid was looking like he was ready to bolt into action and all D'Angelo could give was a soft sigh. "Alright, we do this, we got each other's backs, right?"

Whistling towards Hannibal, D'Angelo gave a gesture. "You coming with too?"

ARMOR Store

The drone chirped, and gave a blunt reply. "Following, confirmed. Querying destination." It looked around for a moment, then focused on D'Angelo. Either there would be a crisis, in which case it would work with them, or there would not, in which case it would continue its social training with them. Either way, going was the only correct option.

ARMOR Store

"Right, lets go together then." He responds with a clearly excited look but also a clearly thankful smile. Having D'Angelo at his back was something that helped alot. He drew his hang back out of his bag his Orne Blaster held tightly, the unusual slightly purple metal of this over-sized pistol glistened, the blue light emitting from its parts.

Holding it in both hands clearly uncertain and it clearly had some significant weight to it; he started heading forth towards the door, with his pair of companions. "...a-are you any good or equipped, out of the Mech?" Kaylid questions clearly a little more nervous, possibly with the indication that he was not, despite what he was holding.

edited 14th Oct '16 4:45:46 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Ser Masterful stepped over to Kaylid, one of the only people in the room they were actually taller than, and put a hand on the child's shoulder. "I am inclined to believe the drone. To run over to our mechs would be not unlike pulling out a gun in a restaurant because people three tables over were speaking loudly. Now I understand that younger humans have a predilection for leaping straight into action, I would caution you against this from the perspective of someone who has much greater lived experience in both military and space stations."

ARMOR Store

Kaylid paused as Ser Masterful put his hand on his shoulder. Letting go with one hand the over-sized pistol. He met the machines look, though the words struck a cord of some kind. "I uh..." He looked down at his hand holding the blaster still, staring at it for a moment. The young teen hesitated, putting the weapon back in the bag.. His expression changed quickly from one of action to a almost guilty one.

"Just... What if this is something serious? Our Mechs would be the right place to be right..?" He responds, trying to justify still going though his hesitation.
Something that was said, (The analogy of it being people being the target, especially if he was overreacting.) clearly threw him off, making him listen to the caution.

edited 14th Oct '16 5:33:06 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Panic stations?

Sauntering out from the bathroom he'd just spent the past few minutes using, Danny took a look around at the chaos that was slowly beginning to unfold around him before muttering "Danny old boy, you picked a piss-poor time to visit the john"

Knowing full well that having a basic idea of what was going on would be beneficial to him, Danny marched over to the most "normal" looking person he could find in D'angelo before asking "Hey buddy, you mind tellin' me what's going on around here? Looks like a royal clusterfuck's unfolding and I'd love to know why."

"Let us suppose that this is a worst-case scenario and we are under attack, then." Ser Masterful said. "I'm not sure we've been introduced, by the way, I am named Ser Architecture Masterful, my pronouns are they/them/theirs. Anyway, supposing worst-case scenario of attack." Ser Masterful pulled up a list of the security teams onsite at ARMOR and displayed them as a small hologram.

"ARMOR has dedicated security teams. What would they say if they saw several unidentified crafts approach them? We would at best be a mere distraction as we clear up the mistake that we are not enemies and risk a security officer getting shot, and in a worst-case scenario we would end up hindering the guards and getting everyone killed. Therefore, it would be hazardous for us to launch without any kind of goahead." Architecture closed the hologram. "Do you disagree?"

Armor -Attacked.

Blinking in surprise yet managing to keep himself from falling over, Doc glanced at his peers before folding his arms in thought. "...That...does seem like the logical option, if it's an actual threat...acting now would probably prevent possible injuries. Then let's...er, well, not waste any time then." Ren calmly remarked, fingers pressing against one of the speakers of his headset.

There was a fair amount of static, yet the clearly annoyed voice of the mech's AI managed to break through. Adjusting his tattered medical coat, the young man did his best to follow the directions he was given through the interference.

Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

ARMOR Store

Laura immediately rushed after Lucas, stopping him before he could get too far.

"Lucas, wait up. You know we're supposed to stick together and such, right?", she said.

Dr. Rebecca walked up to them both as well.

"Laura's right, Lucas. Besides, we still have yet to fully assess the threat you two may be up against...", the good doctor commented.

"Never let anyone tell you that something is impossible." - Monty Oum, 1981-2015

"And how are we to assess the threat from inside of this store?" Lucas responded, hiding his nervousness as he faced the direction of his teammate. "Like they mentioned, communications are down. Assuming I can keep Fa'ar Zhir cloaked and remember to act quickly, I might be able to figure out what we're going up against without much risk to myself."

edited 15th Oct '16 9:50:27 PM by Aquatica1000

ARMOR Store

"Lucas, have you forgotten I still have the camera drone meant to record footage of you and Laura's battles in the Delphim still functional and connected to my tablet here? I could easily send that out first to scout the opposition before you rush out there recklessly with no clue as to what you'll be up against.", Dr. Rebecca replied, matter-of-factly.

"My mother's right, Lucas. And besides, you shouldn't be going out there alone anyway.", Laura chimed in.

"Never let anyone tell you that something is impossible." - Monty Oum, 1981-2015

Armor store

Kaylid bit his lip... He didn't' want to agree but, he did. He didn't want to get shot, or get into conflict with actual security. He didn't want to sit around either. Yet already questioning it from his previous hesitation the young teen nodded.

"...I agree." He responded verbally, you could almost hear his drive and enthusiasm to act extinguished as he said that. "I'm Kaylid, Ser.. Masterful." hesitating on exactly what to call them, should he use the full thing or the first part of the last part or what? Starting to look the figure, who relatively wasn't that much taller than him but still was, up and down.

edited 18th Oct '16 5:10:46 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

STORE

"Excuse me, Ms. elf?" Loke asked Dr. Rebecca. "Why should we be hiding? They're out there and while we send out a drone, what's to stop them from breaking in and turning us all into smears og gore and bone?" She sounded strangely happy about the concept-like she just found out she was going to Disneyland and not under attack. "Let's go get them!"

edited 19th Oct '16 9:17:27 AM by TroyandHawk

Good to be back