Digging for Orgone (Shane)

[ShadowVigilante1]

As the friction began to heat up and burn away Mu’s gloves, he quickly let go of the rope and held on to a support that held up the elevator shaft before swinging down to a nearby crate. “Silvers be advised, we have encountered Ashford loyalists. They’re armed with Vorlents, watch yourselves.” Mu quickly hoped down to cover behind a console in an attempt to break line of sight. But it mattered little as the roof slowly began to open, the Vorlents slowly making their exit. And right behind them, something Mu was fearing they might encounter. A Raftclans, a special custom one at that. The Klawkara model to be specific, covered in a grey paint job it quickly followed its lackeys out of the mansion’s secret warehouse.

But that posed a question, why exactly did they leave so quickly? Mu took a peek at the console he was next to, and it seemed that the computer was restored to its base settings, meaning only one thing. “They’ve wiped some of the data, I’m not sure how much is gone but we won’t get much if we don’t go after them!” Mu began to sprint towards the opening as his own Raftclans came through the roof, bending down to a kneeling position before accepting the knight into its cockpit. “Shane, with me.”

The Raftclans quickly blasted off in search of its traitorous prey, the enemies of the empress will not escape his wrath.

 

[GrimmShane]

Whilst Mu had chosen to swing down like an action hero, Shane had merely landed on his feet after sliding his way down fully; even if thrown ever so slightly off course. The sight of those miscreants leaving already angering the squire, they'd had the gall to try and vaporize them with their PT's guns; and now they were trying to run? Oh no sir-ee! What'd been lost of the data could be assesed later, right now it was time to kick some fugitive ass

"Run em through or simply cut them short of Combat-ready?"

The cyborg spoke as he ran towards the Alteisen Nacht as it executed its heavier landing a couple moments after Mu's raftclans, jumping onto the heavy machine's cockpit and settling back onto the cockpit as it closed; synchronizing his navigations with the machine's own almost by reflex as the screens and cameras allowed him vision.
Not even waiting for the knight's reply, the Alteisen's thrusters lit up, the beetle-like figure leaning forwards before blasting right behind the Raftclans. Despite the slower ascent, the Mk.III made its lost ground the instant its legs hit the ground; charging forwards at a blistering speed in pursuit of the poor traitors that got him and Mu in pursuit.

"Shane Moon, Gespenst Mk.III Alternative - Alteisen Nacht; joining pursuit!"

 

[ShadowVigilante1]

As they flew up and out of the bunker, the silver Ganjals joined them at their flanks in hot pursuit as they landed on the streets. Just ahead making a mad dash for a service tunnel, the 4 Ashford loyalists were a fair distance away from them at this point. They’d reach their exit in a matter of minutes. “Shane, I’ll cut them off. You three deal with the Vorlents, the Raftclans is mine.”

The Orgone Extractor of Mu’s red Raftclans howled as it generated a green field of Orgone formed around it from the ambient energy in its surroundings. With a flash, the red Raftclans was gone and reappeared right next to the escaping Klawkara, bashing it with his shield down to the side and into another street. The Klawkara dug its claw shields into the ground to halt its momentum before standing upright once again. Mu held out the Orgone Rifle in its sword mode, the shimmering blue blade made itself known as Mu pointed it towards the Klawkara as a form of challenge.

As that happened, the Vorlents themselves split up and moved to attack from various angles, two moved to engage the Ganjals from a distance with their Orgone Guns while one moved in towards the 3 with an Orgone Cannon, charging it up to fire the weapon at near point blank range.

Enemies:

Raftclans Klawkara x1
Vorlent x3

 

[GrimmShane]

Alright so, three targets for him to deal with: two of them positioning to pincer him with energy shots, the third comitting the last mistake of their career; and what might that mistake be? well, charging directly towards an Alteisen; specially with the intent to attack point blank.
The Nacht's thrusters roared once more, its figure leaning forwards - its sharp blue horn aimed straight forwards.
"Ever heard what a Stag beetle does with their horns?"

Within the cockpit, Shane drew a wide grin on his face; locking right onto the charging Vorlent's body before pulling back and up on the controls. And with such a sudden pull the Gespenst Mk.III angled backwards, being shot up by the fully burning rockets on its back.
The machine's eyes flashed a vibrant green and the thrust was cut off completely, dropping the several ton-heavy machine straight onto its target; the Heat Horn now honoring its name, as its lower edge began to burn crimson red.

"Not this. Begone!"

Of course, the aim of this was clear: vertically cleave straight through the machine's armor. There was something else to do that job a bit better, but that'd need a bit more momentum and distance to properly Slam through at any angle.

 

[ShadowVigilante1]

Given what the Vorlent was facing, the loyalist inside felt quite certain that their superior Orgone Cannon would punch right through the inferior Terran machine. An old relic like that can never hope to match its moon borne strength. The Orgone Cannon charged up as it halted its forward momentum, aiming to blast the old steel giant to bits. A violent discharge of green burst forth, but with the mass of the Nacht accelerating its descent, the Vorlent‘s pilot soon found its target no longer in the crosshairs. The hulking mass had managed to cut off the front end of the cannon, truly an amateur move from both pilots. But one was playing with a knife, the other a corroded mass of sharp metal ready to poison any who dare question its effectiveness.

In reaction to having its cannon‘s effectiveness quite literally chopped in half, the Vorlent quickly discarded the rupturing weapon as it exploded in a shower of dangerous debris over the Moon Cradle’s populace. Thankfully, all it did was upset some bushes and cause a car alarm to go off, but anything more explosive than that near a city block could cause severe damage. Seeking revenge against its Terran foe, the Vorlent decided to charge right for the Nacht with rifle and shield in hand. While it attempted to make a landing after that exhaustive maneuver, the Vorlent gunned the Nacht down with rapid shots from the rifle, looking to follow up the barrage with a stab from the Orgone blade of its shield.

Elsewhere, the Ganjals dashed through city blocks, ensuring not to fire off any stray machine gun fire that may damage the area. But otherwise were stuck at a disadvantage in range. A few attempts were made to close in, but to no avail as one of the Ganjals was rendered nearly inoperable with both arms completely disabled, leading to a quick stab to the cockpit. The pilot shouted for help over the comms but to no avail as a rush of blood and guts being run through was all that one heard.

As for the Klawkara, Mu was trying desperately to get close. But given the Klawkara’s diverse weapons different from the usual Raftclans’ loadout, it was proving difficult to do so. That’s when he concocted an idea. As the Klawkara fired off rapid shots from its shoulder mounted cannons, Mu moved to block them with his Orgone Claw Shield. The blasts managed to scar and deform the shield as it served its defensive function, but not enough to disable its more offensive one. As the dust cleared, Mu made his move.

“Orgone Claw, deploy!” The red Raftclans’ pointed shield opened into a savage weapon, its tips charged with ambient energy. Dashing out from the smoke, Mu was ready to attack the Klawkara head on. That was until the Klawkara too did the same, deploying its claws before disappearing in a haze of green. Mu, expecting to be blindsided, immediately pivoted to his more vulnerable side where his sword arm was, his right. He was right in his assessment as the closing Klawkara caused sensors to blare as it reappeared right next to him. There were only seconds to act, and act Mu did as he utilized his claw to smash into the side of the Klawkara’s own claw shield. The grip tightened and crushed the right armed shield, with his first goal complete, Mu dashed backward but not before receiving a nasty gash across his mech’s chest. He wasn’t finished at the very least, he had to keep going, he couldn’t let that other’s sacrifice be in vain.