Dark Dawn (Gear)

Aug 25, 2018
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Remains of L4: Outskirts
January
07:06



Three Mobile Weapons warped to the edge of the shattered remains of the L4 colony. Two of them came with the callsign of Ruina teleportation, pillars of negative energy smoke. The third however appeared in a blaze of blood-red lightning.

Two of them were modified Huckebeins instead of Angeli, though they had clearly been inspired by the wasp-like machines. They had boosters on their back identical to the ones Angeli had, the chests had additional plating that hid rockets behind them. The fingers on one of the arms were missing, the hand having been carved to a stump, while the other one held a Directory issued Rectangular Launcher. The pelvic area was completely different from a normal Huckebein, holding in it the stinger-like vacuum cleaner that the Angeli had.

The last one however, was completely different. Purple spikes jutted out of the white frame, the largest being on the shoulders with two chakrams around them. The fists were covered by three large claws on both hands.

It was Priscus Nox, Viggen’s Mobile Weapon. Though much to her chagrin many of the finer mechanisms were still unfinished.

Their main objective was to study the Black Sun, and whether it could be of use to the Ruina. The secondary objective was, like always, to gather negative energy. Even though the Huckebeins could hold less of it than Angeli and the Priscus Nox had enough for an emergency teleportation they could still gather quite a bit. The first thing Viggen noticed was that the Black Sun was calling to them as well as the Lamalice, but the compulsion was easily ignored.

Taking in the ruins of the colony before her and the Lamalice scuttling through them, Viggen grudgingly admired humans. All around the world, nevermind the history of the species, signs of the destruction they could inflict on their own almost by accident were...amazing.

Even if it took away some of her fun.

The three Ruina slowly began their advance towards the colony ruins, keeping a wary eye on the Lamalice, as well as for any other movement.
 

GEAR

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L5.

The Lamalice were, if nothing, thorough. The creatures had left nothing but chunks of Colony debris scattered about the Lagrange point, all of it drawn into an eerie, off-kilter orbit around the pulsing, roiling, burning surface of what was known colloquially as the "Black Sun". Abramelin Zahed's creation had, as of yet, seemed to serve no exact purpose... but its malevolence could be felt for miles, a dark glow on the horizon that glimmered with an unearthly light.

Yet, life was not wholly alien to this sector. Space pirates of the bolder variety had taken up residence in some of the more habitable sections that remained, and of course the phantom forms of the Lamalice drifted back and forth across the void, seemingly aimlessly, yet always on the hunt for more sustenance. None approached the Ruina as of yet, though at any moment their seemingly docile nature could turn...



L5 Ruins

"Someone's here."

Within the dark depths of the Colony, a pair of red eyes opened.

"I feel... Vaura."

Their trip from the surface of Luna had been uneventful, by their standards. The occasional DAMON emergence had fallen swiftly before their monstrous mechanical shadow, and the creatures had since steered clear of them since. The Lamalice posed no threat, merely cowering before their presence as they advanced, making L5 something of an ideal location.

Within the chamber of the Colony's former main reactor, Morta's fingers twitched slightly, yet remained as they were, held out to her sides. The scent of blood was heavy in the air, crimson streaks being painted across every surface, forming a complex network of teeming, writhing runes that hurt the eye to behold, courtesy of the Space Pirates that had, until very recently, occupied this space. The air was lit by small, luminous orbs that occasionally emerged from the center of the ritual circle, sending pallid waves of light dancing across the chamber's interior, as the air around the two inhabitants began to warp, and bend, like a heat mirage.

Without turning her attention from her work, Morta's head turned back slightly towards the other, veiled figure in her presence - and felt a tingle run up her spine. He, after all... was something else.

"Uncle..." She said, her voice taking on a honey-sweet, pleading tone;

"Could you deal with them, please? I just need a little longer, here."
 

Gen Kumon

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"Well, I'd hate to be a poor host for our guests, so I guess I'll be headin out. Can't say I'm all that upset. Those pirates didn't last all that long..." Dan said as he took a few lazy steps toward the chamber's exit, picking his hat up off of the console it had been sitting on and dropping it onto his head.

"Vaura, huh?" he muttered to himself as he thumbed the door control and left the room with a final nod to Morta. "Let's see what they've got."

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With an impact that left the remnants of the colony rinning, the Endark blasted out of a decompressed hanger, it's oversized right arm ripping an unpowered hatch off it's hinges, sending it hurtling off into the void with an uncaring swipe as the massive mecha rode on a pillar on flame as it's thrusters worked up to full power.
 
Aug 25, 2018
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As the Ruina advanced through the ruins it at first seemed like they were alone with just the Lamalice to keep them company. This misconception was doubted when something that wasn't a Lamalice briefly moved through their fields of vision in the distance. Whether it was some brief glimpse of the hatch Endark had thrown or some stray reflection of light from its thrusters was irrelevant, the end result was not any different for it.

Clutching the Rectangular Launchers and Chakrams respectively the three Ruina changed their direction towards here they had seen the movement, spreading out in a wide formation, though never leaving each others' sight.

It didn't take long for Ruina to once again change the way they approached the uncharted, ruin-filled space. The Huckebeins' Rectangular Launchers fired slugs several times to the direction they had seen the movement from, trying to smoke out whoever or whatever it was.
 

Gen Kumon

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For several long moments, the only movement from the targetted area was simply debris sent spinning from the impact of the Huckebeins' slugs. Then, slowly, a particularly large chunk of plating, fifty meters long by over sixty tall, once part of the colony's outer hull, began to slowly move. A subtle drifting at first, then faster, and then with a violent burst of speed, it began to flip end over end, moving directly at the trio of Ruina machines. From behind the newly made projectile, rising above it in a flare of thrust, was the Endark, the huge machine's brutish from totally uncovered, it's heavy Minarl hammer clutched in it's oversized right arm, the source of the blow that had sent the hull plate tumbling.

"Well, now, howdy folks. I'm afraid y'all weren't invited to this here party, and I'm gonna have ta' ask ya to leave. 'course, if y'all will be wantin' to contest that request, I'd be just deeee-lighted to entertain ya." drawled Dan over the radio, a wide, blood-chilling smile unseen on his face inside his mobile weapon's cockpit. "Really hopin' ya pick door number two, ta' be honest."
 
Aug 25, 2018
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The three Ruina dispersed to evade the massive projectile that was thrown their way, though one of them was almost scraped by the unconventional projectile. They regrouped afterwards, forming a loose triangle with Priscus at the front. Priscus had its chakrams hanging from its hands, but Viggen didn't make an overtly threatening move just yet.

A hunger stirred within Viggen, an almost overwhelming desire to inflict pain, to destroy. But she did not attack Endark just yet. Her self-control was greater than that. Unlike Kvinna and Vapen she could put the cause before her desires easily enough.
So an attempt at diplomacy would have to be made.

"I would prefer it to be the latter as well." She replied. "But are you certain we can not both do our business in peace here? Our business would not disturb whatever it is that you are doing."