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Post by HeadlessSeeker on Sept 17, 2019 12:59:40 GMT -6
Sig sat quietly in the cockpit of his Kikeroga, the slight jostle of the heavy lift elevator kept him aware that he was moving. They had been had, the Titans knew that they were here and would eventually root them out. AE obviously did not want them to compromise their operations by being found in their midst. So, it was time to move on again. There was a problem however, and that problem came in the form of the Titan ship in orbit above the city. However, the solution was simple, they just needed to disable that ship and blast through the blockade and then get out of there. Dangerous yes, but their plan was sound. He would run interference while Cornelius went up to the ship wit their anti ship bazooka and either disabled it or destroyed it.
He glanced over to them, the monoeye of his mobile suit coming to rest on the opposite mobile suit. They would have to act quickly, and he would have to take up as much attention as possible. Sig let out a slow breath, trying to mentally prepare himself for what they were about to go knowingly into.
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Ronan Mahoney
sat at the edge of the crater of the city, peering into the place. Quietly sitting and keeping an eye on his equipment. Zeon was hiding in this city, and it was only a matter of time before they made a break for it. He was to alert the Titans forces the moment he saw activity. Last time they slipped away, and this time he would not allow it.
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Blast Out
Sept 23, 2019 12:43:23 GMT -6
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Post by vgraumann on Sept 23, 2019 12:43:23 GMT -6
Cornelius was not using the same Rick Dom II that had been his machine of choice for the last several months. While that machine was being patched up from its skirmish with the RX-78 he had chosen to try something that had caught his eye from the Anaheim Electronics stock. He sat in the cockpit of the MS-19 Dolmel and played his hands across the control surfaces. The old style of cockpit was what others would call cozy but he always found it to be cramped. He had read the technical manual on this machine and was impressed. It was faster than his Dom and by technical standards it was perfect for this kind of ‘smash and run’ mission. In addition to the beam bazooka he was carrying this machine was packing ten missiles and beam weapons as well. If he wasn’t going to sink the ship he would certainly cause some damage.
He could feel the younger newtype’s agitation and breathed a sigh of his own. His hand found the radio controls and the system cracked to life in a burst of static. His voice was measured and reassuring, if not a little detached. “Take it easy, Sig. There’s no point in getting yourself wound up on this. We go out, do our job, and get outs. There’s no point in thinking any further about it.” The words were as much for himself as they were for the younger pilot.
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Post by HeadlessSeeker on Sept 28, 2019 21:01:45 GMT -6
Sig said noting in response for a moment, the lights of the elevator shaft dimly passing over their two mobile suits."I suppose you are right..." he said with a sigh shaking his head just a little."But they likely have a good idea of where we are now... and will spot us before we spot them right?" he asked rolling his shoulders a little."We can't just run away if things go bad either..." he said glancing away and down at his controls. He shook his head before breathing out."I'll do my duty. I'll draw their attention and fire..." it was all so strange. He was used more to running and fighting at this point. Not trying to draw the attention of every Titan. Though, his thoughts went elsewhere as he saw the door above begin to open, the elevator was reaching the top.
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Blast Out
Oct 1, 2019 17:01:39 GMT -6
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Post by vgraumann on Oct 1, 2019 17:01:39 GMT -6
The head of the Dolmel looked across the area that had just previously been a battlefield that Cornelius previously had his ass kicked on. He hadn’t had time to shower and eat but he had managed one of the two. The two cups of coffee and a roast beef sandwich had took care of the hunger but that didn’t change the fact we was going to be starting down the federation’s guns in less than an hour after the last time had become an uncomfortable regularity.
“Draw their fire and focus on keeping them busy with the remotes. I’v got a few missiles so between us we have got this covered.”
The two had made it to an external airlock which had clanged shut behind them before Cornelius said anything. “It’l be easier to hit them from the outside. If we drive them into the colony the it’s easier for Clara to pull out. Let’s save the big guns for the ship. A little team work is better than us both trying to play it solo. Nobody likes a hero, especially the guy standing next to him.” Cornelius’ sense hardened with bitterness, leaving a sour taste of all those around. There was obviously a lot of resentment for what he had been through. thought he never had gone into details.
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Post by HeadlessSeeker on Oct 1, 2019 17:27:33 GMT -6
Sig nodded, knowing the best way to get the attention of the Titans. From there, ontop of the lift now on the surface he began to move barely touching the controls. Kicking off from the surface he felt himself lightly sink into his seat before he engaged thrusters. Gaining momentum and speed he suddenly felt aggression. Already? So soon? Quickly he ceased his his thrusters and used AMBAC to roll himself around. A thin yet powerful beam passed right over his head, this set off the heat warnings. However his eyes landed right on his attacker. The mono eye of his mobile suit flashed and he was face to face with a GM Sniper III. Allowing himself to fall he returned fire with his two Mega Particle Cannons which roared to life. The enemy mobile suit ducked behind the ridge of the crater which was quickly blasted and melted away.
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Blast Out
Oct 11, 2019 16:18:37 GMT -6
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Post by vgraumann on Oct 11, 2019 16:18:37 GMT -6
As soon as the first blast was coming their way Cornelius was already moving. After fighting for his life for so long there was nothing that would make him hesitate if it stood between him and self-preservation. “They’re here already? I was hoping we’d have at least five minutes to get outside the colony before they showed up... Okay, new plan. We ice these assholes are make a run for the ship. If we catch it in dock it’ll have no place to go and won’t get to bring its main guns to bear. If we don’t have the force required to sink her prioritize the engines.”
Cornelius swore as a second beam nearly passed straight through one of the fuel tanks suspended from the rear of his mobile suit. It would have hit both and probably blown him in half had he not already been moving. This shot had come from a distance away, closer to the urban area where he had fought with the RX-78 a short while ago. Without a clear line of sight all he could do was swear and push the accelerator forward.
The Dolmel was a high performance suit clearly meant for space and he nearly bit into his tongue as he was forced back into his seat. “Sig, new plan! We get the hell out of here and deal with these guys once we’re free of the crossfire!”
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Post by HeadlessSeeker on Nov 21, 2019 15:37:28 GMT -6
"It looks like they had the entire colony surrounded! I am receiving sniper fire." he would respond back to Cornelius as he felt the the distinct feeling of hostile intent. His eyes quickly darted over to another section of the crater's edge. The sniper that had ducked down before has relocated. Jamming his controls he adjusted thrusters and gave a strafing burst. The narrow beam dancing across the edge of his armor leaving a red hot trail where it kissed his armor."Take this!" he leveled his mega partical cannons at the GM Sniper III and let loose. But then he felt something else, another sensation, the back of his head. Pumping pedals and his flight stick he gave a venier control burst down and twisted his mobile suit. A beam went wide past his head as another from within the city was trying to light him up."I think you are right... we wont get far like this..." he admitted knowing he was a true sitting duck up here."Do we make a break for the outside lunar surface and hope they follow?"
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