August 22nd, OE102
Southern Russia, Russian East European Plain
14:57
A single Masouki was flying away from a nearby settlement out into the empty plains surrounding it. It was, of course, Legerior CL, the Masouki piloted by the Terra Sentinel defector Sigrid Korppi. Fleeing from the would-be assassins Terra Sentinel had sent after her this time.
The Mobile Weapon bearing a striking resemblance to the Jinrai was hardly the stealthiest of machines. And so she had left where she was stationed in.
After all it was plainly obvious that Terra Sentinel didn't give a single rat's ass about lives or collateral damage, civilian or otherwise, in their insane quest to settle their grudges with the blood of countless innocents.
No communications were sent from the Masouki, if her hunters had any way to track such things.
The area she landed in was almost entirely just vast, empty plains dominated by nothing but grass. Yet in the middle a hill rose towards the skies, heedless of its surroundings. Whether manmade or natural, the hill gave a good vantage point for her to wait on top of either way.
And there...she waited, Legerior standing impassively. Inside the cockpit, Sigrid was focused on sensing her surroundings, looking out for any hint of others and hostility targeted towards her. Yet despite what one would think to be a calming act or something one needed to be calm for, her teeth grated together.
She just wanted to forget all about Terra Sentinel, leave it in her ugly past and move on with her life.
The sky was completely covered by clouds. As fine a day to fight for one's existence than any other.
Southern Russia, Russian East European Plain
14:57
A single Masouki was flying away from a nearby settlement out into the empty plains surrounding it. It was, of course, Legerior CL, the Masouki piloted by the Terra Sentinel defector Sigrid Korppi. Fleeing from the would-be assassins Terra Sentinel had sent after her this time.
The Mobile Weapon bearing a striking resemblance to the Jinrai was hardly the stealthiest of machines. And so she had left where she was stationed in.
After all it was plainly obvious that Terra Sentinel didn't give a single rat's ass about lives or collateral damage, civilian or otherwise, in their insane quest to settle their grudges with the blood of countless innocents.
No communications were sent from the Masouki, if her hunters had any way to track such things.
The area she landed in was almost entirely just vast, empty plains dominated by nothing but grass. Yet in the middle a hill rose towards the skies, heedless of its surroundings. Whether manmade or natural, the hill gave a good vantage point for her to wait on top of either way.
And there...she waited, Legerior standing impassively. Inside the cockpit, Sigrid was focused on sensing her surroundings, looking out for any hint of others and hostility targeted towards her. Yet despite what one would think to be a calming act or something one needed to be calm for, her teeth grated together.
She just wanted to forget all about Terra Sentinel, leave it in her ugly past and move on with her life.
The sky was completely covered by clouds. As fine a day to fight for one's existence than any other.