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Futilely attempting to decipher the tiny characters on the watch's screen as Eliza displayed it vaguely in her direction, Ana was forced to stop it swaying with a touch from her free hand before she could scan the message. Something about the way her companion phrased her statement - work -...

"...nnngh..." Underscoring the soft whisper of fabric, a low groan emanated from somewhere out-of-sight beneath the sheets. Not that it was difficult to miss the lump in the bedclothes that stirred in conjunction with the noise, mostly thanks to the fact that in terms of scale it could...

Personal Data Name: James "Jimmy" Wilson Age: 37 Gender: Male Height: 5'10" Weight: 167 lbs. Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Brown Place of Origin: New York, USA Faction: Independent Appearance: Steely blue eyes and side-slicked chocolate-brown hair, a strong chin and a grin as white as snow -...

That...was not an insignificant quantity of information to digest. Some of it Charles had known - although vaguely - while other portions he had not, likely on account of Selene herself being wholly unaware. Certainly she and by extension those around her had no inkling of the fine particulars...

Thought it was not openly transmitted across the comms, there was something about the pause before Charles' reply that conveyed his deep sigh nonetheless. The Giganscudo jetted through the void toward him, but it did so slowly - unthreateningly. "...James." It might have been the first time the...

"...I see." Virtus' proclamation that they would meet as foes brought a frown to Charles' face, and the Giganscudo's extended arm slowly fell to its side. Perhaps, though, now it was he who was showing his naivety in expecting that this lost soul would align himself with them so readily. "Then...

Of course. In hindsight perhaps he should have anticipated that James would attempt to parley with the monster. That was...simply the kind of man the young Steelheart was at his core, was it not? It was his effort that had roused Virtus from his stupor after all, to make no mention of his...

As heartening as it may have been to see their combined efforts land a wound on the Dimensional General, there was less than little time to celebrate that small victory. No sooner had his anchor closed around Vynatea's form than the Arbiter was rocketing forward once more, the great chain that...

In spite of the determination that beat in his chest, a grimace flashed across Charles' expression at Vynatea catching the Giganscudo's leg. He couldn't forget that attack, true enough; it had already stolen something truly precious away from the Kingdom of Everglory once before. So be it. He...

It seemed as though the beast before Charles had challenge to offer than at their last meeting. It mattered not. He would not - could not - falter, nor waver, nor lose his faith in victory. To do so against such a foe was to itself ensure his own destruction, that much he knew. And so the...

It was with a terribly satisfying weight that Charles' strike landed true, the shock of impact against his equally sizable foe reverberating back through the Giganscudo's frame. Engines flared to steady his machine as well as it retracted its great fist, though the limb remained cocked to deal a...

DING

In hindsight perhaps Charles should have expected as much from a machine of the Diamd's caliber, but it appeared that this foe would not be so simple to dispatch as he had hoped. Still, that his blast scorched the face of the false knight's armor spoke to him - of the fact that his opponent...

The derisive laughter that echoed back at the Arbiter cut deep. But it was the form that emerged from the bowels of the Clementia that truly dug at the man, his eyes first widening momentarily in surprise before his brow furrowed and knuckles whitened on the controls. "What mockery is this?" The...

What little coolant remained in the Gespenst's reserves hissed and sputtered, wispy bursts of steam spurting forth from Ana's gauntleted hands as her suit struggled to regulate the heat radiating from the distended hatch. The metal tore loose with a final keening screech, only to be summarily...

Faster...! 'Approaching' was perhaps an overly gentle term for the way in which the Giganscudo hurtled through open space, alone and with all speed. The Fure-class Indomitable was little more than a glimmer in the machine's rear scope, far out of sensor range and only visible by virtue of its...

There was an odd sort of peace to the way dimensions rippled around them, despite the fact that the two were being flung bodily through space-time. Ana merely acknowledged the woman in her arms with a gentle squeeze as she mused about staying in that alternate reality longer; she felt the same...

It was with an ear-rending shriek of tortured metal that Gespenst and Lemures made contact for what would be both the first, and the last time. The malformed surface of Black Charisma's machine - no, his vessel - parted under the force of Anastasia's outstretched boot, a knifedge of blazing...

The breadth of the beam that leapt from the Lemures engulfed the smaller Gespenst, the machine's dark silhouette briefly visible amid the glow before being washed away by the blinding intensity of the attack. Just as the Black Charisma had intended, and yet... As the starkness into which their...

"Split Missile!" A quartet of missiles rocketed forth from the Gespenst's back, arcing up high and splitting wide before bursting mid-flight to release a hailstorm of projectiles that rained down on the Lemures. A far cry from the kinetic penetrators they normally carried, each dart resembled...