[RP] New World: Team Kamaitachi

[pickle relish]

Dammit...Isara couldn't believe she had missed the rifleman, but at least she had kept Naomi from getting shot. The walls on the other hand, now had lovely little holes in them. I hope Sophia doesn't charge me for repairs.

At least Fog had taken out the man with the ether drive, giving them the three of them the upper hand. I guess his sheer, brute force really is good for something. He still creeps me out, though. She shook her head, and refocused on the battle. She considered shooting the leopard beast, but he was moving too fast and too close for her to get a shot in without injuring Fog. Instead, she shot again at the rifleman, hoping that the rifle was damaged enough to keep him from hitting Naomi---not to protect Naomi so much as to prove her superiority to the human.  

[Kerrigan_dragon]

Naomi had her mouth open to retort hotly to the beast's comment, but then got distracted by the sheer force and... beauty of Fog cutting the human with the Ether Drive in half. There was a deadly, fearsome grace in the way Fog moved that always left Naomi speechless when they entered battle. It was like he truly came alive. Naomi became forcibly aware of her situation once more and closed her dropped jaw when the beast cried out for the man with the rifle to get her. Time seemed to slow as she dodged towards the wall to try and evade getting shot, but at the same moment Isara came up and shot the man's rifle, causing his shots to go wide and towards the wall. Mid-dodge, she saw she was dodging in the wrong direction, and tried to move back, but she stumbled slightly and the tip of her pigtail ended up getting shot. She stared at her falling hair for what felt like minutes, then time seemed to speed back up to normal again as her face snapped up with an expression of pure rage at the rifle man.

"You shot my hair," she said in a dangerously low voice, before she began shouting loud enough to hurt her own ears. "You SHOT my GORRAM HAIR! You son of a hamster!" Naomi pushed a button inside her gun, setting it to full automatic, and began to open fire on the human.  

[Red Glacier]

Fog gave an ominous groan as the blades were lunged at him, he saw the real attack at his legs but knew the blade could not be completely deflected. He thought of the first attack and how it was done faintly and had little muscle being worked to keep the arm steady as the leopard focused his strength in the second attack.

Fog realized that his sword was too heavy to try and block the swiftness of the leopards dagger, so instead he threw the back of his blade at the leopards right arm to knock the attack off course while simultaneously moving his leg forward and away from the blade, he got away from critical damage but still the blade gave a good gash on his leg. Fog raisex his arms up and tilted his head just managing to get away from the high attack with only slight punch to the top of his helmet.

Fog grabbed the bottom of the leopard's hand with his left to keep the dagger in his victim's hand, Fog simultaneously grabbed the leopard's upper arm with his right and in an extremely fast and powerful snap of his arms, he brought the leopard's dagger right back to the leopard's chest to where the pressure point near the left shoulder would be.  

[Bassios]

The exterior of the Kamaitachi didn't seem too badly damaged, though once the mission was over the drill hole would need some serious seeing to. Ironheart's deceleration verniers fired, slowly bringing its speed down enough to enter into an orbit around the bridge of the Kamaitachi. At the peak of the vertical orbit, Nius could look straight up though the glass of his cockpit and see the floor of the bridge in the Kamaitachi. The underside radar boom extended slightly and began its' cycle, like a feeler reaching out into space. The radar was devoid of any more enemy craft, though this didn't mean there weren't any out there. The radar had been rebuilt using spare parts and jerry rigged together. Corsus class mobile units weren't designed with outboard, long range radars in mind.

After another three passes, Nius felt fairly confident that his radar readings were correct. Ironheart broke off at the trough of the orbit and made its way back to the hangar. After the laser guidance system confirmed he was in line, Nius turned over to automatic control and allowed the computers to guide him back in.  

[dark_wyvern_panda]

Euphra took his time and disengaged the repair mode on his Suit. And after, he quickly swapped over to a battle ready mode. He charged his particle cannon to about no more than the average laser of a mobile suit, locking on to the head of the blue suit. He shot at it, hoping to go back and repair his suit and any damage this sudden attack may have caused.  

[Sentama Lin]

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The leopard grunted, wincing at the force of the dagger's blade pushing against a pressure point. "********...!" He grunted. He dropped the blades, watching them clang to the floor, and looked at Fog with a smirk. With a loud roar he jumped in a rainbow kick like motion, the tops of his boots clanging against Fog's helmet. Twisting his body to the side, almost to the point of dislocation, he pummeled Fog with a barrage of kicks to the face, moving down to hit the neck and chest, ending with a strong kick across the face.

Before the rifleman had any chance to retaliate against Isara, Naomi's yell distracted him long enough to turn his attention away. But it was too late to raise the rifle and begin an attack, as vollies from both sides shot at him and his rifle. The gun falling to the ground, the rifleman fell as well.

"Euphra. Don't... " Sophia spoke over the radio. "...kill that ship..." she finished, sighing a bit. The blue mobile suit's head exploded, shaking the cabin a bit more. If androids could pray, Sophia would pray that the blue ship didn't explode. The arm was stuck to the cabin after all, and its explosions would not feel good, put lightly, to the crew of the ship.

Thankfully, the head was decapitated, but the rest of the body didn't explode, yet. Sophia widened her eyes, as if holding her breath, hoping that the suit did not explode, and the arm did not dislodge. Without the arm in the cabin, the pressure would drop and everyone would be sucked into the vacuum of space. Waiting a while, she concluded that the ship was not in danger and, so, left the cabin, grabbing her partisan from her back.  

[dark_wyvern_panda]

He watched the suit. Moving between it and the ship just in case. It didnt explode, so he made his way back to the hanger, were he exited his ship and calculate the dameage he'd be paying for.  

[Red Glacier]

Fog put up his arm and deflected a few of the kicks but was hit about 5 times before the big one landed and span him around a bit, he gave a grunt and growled and using the momentum of the kick that hit him he bent down and stood on his hand, he span on his right hand then picked up the daggers with his left then he hopped onto his left and span around again and picked up the Big Iron with his right, he then flipped back onto his feet and span with his back towards the leopard.

As Fog span his hair fell like a large dark veil that blinded the leopard from seeing any movements behind it, Fog throws the daggers through his hair at the leopards neck and stomach. As Fog completed the spin making a small swing with the blade then span around and swung a huge powerful attack at the leopard recovering his kick attacks at Fog.  

[seem seem olei]

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Isara ducked out of Naomi's range of fire just a fraction of a second before the human let loose. The girl's thoughts were like angry screaming, and they HURT. She ignored the pain for the moment, and kept firing at the rifleman until he fell down. She immediately gripped her head in her hands, desperately attempting to shut the thoughts out, and yelled at Naomi, forgetting for the moment that there was still a battle going on between Fog and the leopard.

"Calm down, you idiot! It's just your hair! You're lucky he didn't blow your head off!" She understood from the thoughts and feelings pulsing through her that Naomi cared about her hair, but it didn't make any sense to Isara. Why should appearances matter when lives were at stake?  

[Bassios]

Even with the hangar doors closed, Kamaitachi's hangar bay was still a perfect vacuum. The ships systems didn't re-pressurise the hangar until the doors had been sealed, so when Nius attempted to exit Ironheart he was greeted with a warning siren within Ironheart. "Yeah, yeah. I know. No pressure" Nius sighed, he knew it would happen, but he still tried the hatch anyway. He reached behind the chair into the bulkhead storage for his Pressure Suit. After about 5 minutes of fumbling and fidgeting he had the suit on and had de-pressurised the cockpit of the Ironheart.

Artificial gravity in the hangar was offline, so Nius had to push off from the nose of the Ironheart to get to the airlock door. After a re-pressurisation sequence that felt like an eternity, Nius removed his helmet and stepped into the corridor, straight into a firefight.  

[Kerrigan_dragon]

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Naomi grinned savagely as the man with the rifle fell, hopefully dead before his body touched the ground. Her ears were ringing slightly, but not enough to block out Isara's angry yelling. Naomi's green eyes locked onto Isara's, and her grin widened, and small giggles began bubbling up inside her. It seemed odd to be giggling in the middle of a battle, especially when Fog still wasn't safe, but she was sure he could take care of himself, so she was relaxed enough that the giggles overwhelmed her until she found herself doubled over in laughter.

"Oh Isara..." Naomi gasped between laughs. She must have looked absolutely insane right now, she thought, and that just made her laugh all the harder. "You're so funny! Hehehe... How is it that... haha... your brain is so enhanced... hehe, ha! heha... but you still don't.. hehe.. understand people?" She had to pause for a while as her laughter overwhelmed her again and she didn't have the air to breathe. Finally Naomi stood up, and tears were streaming down her face, and though she wasn't laughing any more, mirth was still etched on every feature of her face.

She wiped away her tears with one hand, then began moving very slowly to get a better angle at which to shoot the leopard-beast without (hopefully) harming Fog. "Listen, Isara," she began in a patient tone. She didn't feel patient, though. Naomi was angry. Angry that such a simple mission had started off so badly. Angry that everyone on this bloody ship was enhanced in some way, except her, leaving her as the weakest link, and she felt constantly looked down upon because of it. Angry that Isara would think she didn't care about her own life, let alone anyone else's, and only cared about her freaking hair. Angry that Isara just didn't get it, but because she was soooo smart she obviously haaad to know eeeeverything. Naomi's patient tone chilled to an icy rage. "It's called a defence mechanism. If I sat there with a brain the size of a planet, contemplating every way this battle could go wrong, I'd be jumping out the hangar doors to get away from it all, if you know what I mean. Thinking about the stupid things sometimes is a way to keep from going insane from thinking about the deeper things. I know I could have died," Naomi snapped at her, biting off the words as she stalked closer to Isara, raising her gun slightly. "And you could have died too. But you didn't. So too freaking bad." Naomi fully raised her gun and pointed it menacingly at Isara, letting the rage fill her and her internal voice ring clear so Isara would know what she was thinking. I feel sorry for you. She then whipped around and, having a clearer shot at the leopard, shot at the beast twice.  

[Sentama Lin]

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The leopard cartwheeled away from Fog's hair, growling and snarling a bit at the fighter. He smirked as he watched the flowing black hair, but his eyes widened with the sight of his two daggers flying at him. While he was able to catch one of them, the one flying toward his neck, the other one hit home to his stomach. Clenching the handle of that enlodged blade, he roared and pulled it out, ducking under Big Iron and thrusting both blades into Fog.

Or, rather, he would have thrusted both blades into Fog. Before his attack hit home, the leopard froze, mouth gaping, eyes widened, body shuddering, two stray bullets piercing through him, then looked down and saw a partisan skewered through his stomach. Turning around he saw Sophia, who was smirking a bit as she walked toward him.

Sophia grasped the handle of her blade and yanked it out of the leopard, spattering blood all over the floor. "Priority: Protect Ship Crew. Status: Accomplished, Tentative." She muttered in a monotone, her eyes the colour of blood. Smearing blood off his weapon on the clothing of the leopard, she sighed and brushed her fingers through her hair after she returned the weapon behind her back. Her eyes flashed back to normal and she smiled to the crew.

"We better land and begin our search for that ship!" She said joyfully, taking out a pocket computer, the size of a PDA, and pressing a few buttons. The hangar doors now fully shut, and with all the members outside finally in, the hangar pressurised again. Kamaitachi's boosters engaged as the wings changed their position toward the red-green planet. As it flew through the atmosphere, the clouds seemed to swirl all around them, the turbulence rather rough, because of the stuck arm interfering with the aerodynamics, but it was still bearable.

Hovering above the sky, a distress beacon blipped on the bridge's radar. "Time to prepare." The android said, heading toward the bridge to start the landing sequence.  

[Red Glacier]

Fog fell to his knees when he saw the leopard fall to the ground, he began shaking as he reached forward and turned the leopard over and found him dead. Fog gave a growl the roared into a white fury as he punched the ground leaving a large dent in the floor.

He tears open the leopards shirt and examined the wounds, he roars and saw that it would have damaged internal organs, he had to fix them. Blood drunk and crazed in his fury he punctures his fingers into the leopards sternum and tore the rib cage open like a latch and ripped all the flesh open revealing the leopards entrails. he starts messing with the damaged organs trying to put them back together, he wanted his opponent back alive to fight him. Fogs life was fighting and if there was nothing to fight then he had no purpose, he needed the leopard back to fight and prove his worth.

Fog realizes he can't bring the leopard back and he roars loud enough to pierce the ears of those around him. Isara had the worse of it, not only did she hear Fogs roar but she could hear tons of screaming voices with it as if the mouth of hell opened and she could hear the bleeding souls in it crying in sorrow. Fog bites the leopards heart an rips it out in his fury and ate it then started bashing his face against the Leopards until the leopards face was not even recognizable and blood fell from the sides of Fogs helmet from damage he took himself.

He curls up and becomes deathly silent and his claws put scars on the metal floor as he clenched his fists, he wanted blood and wanted to kill something, and devour as well. His skin was more pale then usual and his ribs could be seen and his fingers were skinnier than usual, he gave a series of growls that Naomi and Isara could hear "They stole it from us!" was what could be heard in furious tones.

The human side was thankful for the assistance but his monstrous side was furious beyond means. He clenches his head and roars jerking and twitching around as the voices in his head were conflicting and loud, tears fell from the tip of his helmet. he reaches for a dagger and with a mighty throw the dagger landed and stuck in the wall next to Isaras neck. He was angry and irrational, and wanted blood now that he was riled up. he gets up and stumbles to the rifle. he picks it up and points a hip shot at Nius then puts he just put it down on his back wanting to keep it.

He whimpers and coils up as if part of him died with the leopard. he couldn't handle the mixture of emotions in his mind that made him feel he was being ripped in two both mentally and physically.  

[Kerrigan_dragon]

"Fog, stop it!" Naomi yelled at him around the welling tears in her eyes. "Stop it right now! There might be more fighting later, and it won't help if you're going to spend all your time ripping bodies to pieces. You come with me RIGHT NOW mister, and we'll get you to take a quick bath. And look, you've gotten blood ALL OVER the carpet!" she exclaimed in exacerbation. Naomi couldn't stop the tears and sobs from coming out as she grabbed a handful of Fog's hair and yanked gently towards her room. "I know we killed it, but we have a job to work on! There might be more fighting then, ok?!"

She tried to keep her thoughts under control to help Isara, because she knew that she'd be overwhelmed enough with just Fog's mind blazing open like that. It was harder than it should have been, however, as she found she was still mad at Isara, though it wasn't her fault. When they'd first met on the ship, Naomi had thought that maybe they could be friends; seeing as they were the only girls on the ship who were alive. But Isara and her were just too different, and it frustrated her.

So, sobbing and heaving as she continued talking to Fog to distract him and attempting to soothe him while dragging him by the hair, she brought him to her room and then to the bathroom. Her bathroom had the largest bathtub on board the ship, because she was the only one who could stand having Fog invade her personal space long enough to wash up. She got him to get into the tub and told him to take off whatever amount of clothing he wanted, then started running the water as she went over to the mirror to wash the blood (from the beast Fog had clawed up) off her hands and face as much as possible, and think about what to do about her clothes for after the fight, while giving him some privacy, and herself a chance to stop crying.

"There's towels beside the bath, as usual. First aid kit is beside them. There should be a bandage big enough for you at the very top, and some hydrogen peroxide in a bottle that you can open, to clean your wound. It'll sting, I'm warning you. When you're done, get dressed and make a noise or something," she told him, which was exactly what he did. She'd finally stopped crying and felt more numb than anything else, so she drained the bathtub of the bloody water and set it to self clean. She then took his hand and dragged him out of her room, though she wasn't sure where to go.