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“Well... Technically, we have quite a bit of time considering we don’t expect a rescue party anytime soon. Aaaaand we can technically hold you cause I doubt you can fight off Indigo, sooooooo... Start whenever you feel.” Indigo peaked up from the Carvery, listening in.

"If you'd like to start explaining, that would be greatly appreciated." Millicent took a seat on the Virgola's leg, producing her notepad as her camera dangled from her wrist. "The video on the net shows your mech attacking the base, and has been struck down and reuploaded so many times that the...

"Let's say... There was a video leaked online, that portrays the event's of the last night rather... Poorly?" Milly shot a glance over at Indigo, briefly wondering why she had left her alone with the possible psychopath again. Indigo approached the sphere tentatively, attempting to lay her hand...

“Tremaine Detective Agency.” “We’re nobodies.” The two locked eyes, staring each other down, a battle of wits taking place before both sighing while Milly took up the position of interrogator. “We’re here to investigate, duh.” Indigo had started to walk to the Gunner Carvery, checking it out

That’s... That’s not good, Vulyn posited as she saw the Bulldog rising up and engaging with Eris. “I’ll keep these guys off you.” As the Raubtier continued to wrestle with the Lion, she attempted to keep the railgun pointed away from her, attempting to, if anything, try and detonate the clip in...

“As far as I’m aware, we’re the only people within a couple dozen miles.” Quipped the smaller woman, zooming in on Kennneth's face. "We're from the moon, actually, no clue where your rescue party is."

The android blinked, taking another step back. “Oh, right, soldiers, not warriors.” She shook her head,l before remembering the fact that he was in the cockpit of the murder machine. “So, Kenneth Akeos, are you... Aware of what happened yesterday?”

Indigo jumped back as the hatch slide open, gripping the crowbar defensively as she tried to glance in. As imposing as she may be, caution was a far safer bedfellow than relying on looks alone. “Hang back a sec.” She waved back to Millicent, stepping back up to the cockpits opening. Standing at...

"Take us down, carefully." Indigo patted Milly on the shoulder as she walked back to the hanger section of the Baker Street's compartments, producing some air filters and a tool case. "Wear something warm and you don't mind washing the smoke out of, alright?" The Taus' landed, and as Indigo...

*Don’t fuck up Vulyn. Don’t fuck this up.* The Geier spun mid air as the fire from the Masklions grazed the outer armor of the FM as she turned around to face them. “Keep that thing in bed!” She shouted over the comms as she pushed her engines to maximum output, exploding forward at one of...

It was midday, a quiet afternoon over the Russian woodlands that felt distantly familiar to the co-pilot of the Tausendfuessler as it grazed the horizon, approaching the their destination. It was about a day since the video showing the massacre at the lab had been placed on the net, drawing...

Organization Name: Roulette Type: Vultures Established: A.I. -16 Base of Operations: Other Details: (Do they have a flag? Custom colors/insignias? Any quirks that set them apart from their contemporaries?) History: The Roulettes were formed late in the battle against the Mobile Armors by...

Pulling down her goggles, Vulyn took a deep breath before gripping the controls. No going back at this point, she thought as she armed her bombs, firing up her engines. "Hey, let's try not to screw this up, alright?" She chuckled nervously, ready to drop, certainly not running through everything...

Vulyn was making running some final checks from the cockpit of the Wildraubtier, poking her head up to the display. “Never. Only take offs I’ve made have been from a from an airstrip or a running start. Dropping in? Can’t be that hard, glide in a bit, Fire my engine at a low output before...

Vulyn nodded along as the secretary recited the disclaimer, just about ignoring her at this point as she was checking out the PT’s lining the halls. Most importantly she was mystified by the Bergelemirs, trying to understand the design of such a... Strange unit... “I’d really like to check that...

Name: Protector Indigo Age: 32 (Claimed/Assumed to be older) Gender: Yes Height: 6’10 Weight: 363 Eye Color: Pale Yellow Hair Color: Copper and Black Ethnicity: Maori Appearance: Other Information: A more primitive android, they typically wear a mask and a scarf to cover up their more...

Name: Protector Indigo Age: 32 (Claimed/Assumed to be older) Gender: Yes Height: 6’10 Weight: 204 Eye Color: Pale Yellow Hair Color: Copper and Black Ethnicity: Maori Appearance: Other Information: A more primitive android, they typically wear a mask and a scarf to cover up their more mechanical...

“That’s... pretty crazy. Any other person and I’d think you were bullshiting me, but I get the feeling...” Vulyn shook her head a bit, a bit overwhelmed at the concept. Self regenerating PT’s..? The power it would take to even do something like that... “Machine cells, those I do know...

“Right, PTs. Sorry, my brain is a bit messed around recently. But from what I’ve seen, Gespensts are pretty adaptable bastards. Any experimental features must be something.” She looked back to Eris with a raised brow, thinking back a bit. “Lasmunamiun... Well, I can assume it’s some kind of...