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srwug_alpha_rp2014-02-16 10:31 pm
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18: One more time, the Messenger carries the news of Victory...
[1]
[Post "The Shield of Time's Last Stand". Locked to Jade Falcons]
Since the war between Clan Jade Falcon and Wolf has finally ended, and especially what with the blue robot simulacrums wrecking stuff all over the Earth, Matthew decides to call up his old sibko pal Lola with the long-distance comm.
"Star Captain Helmar? This is Matthew. Could I talk with you for a moment?"
Hopefully he hasn't interrupted something.
[2]
[Open to all.]
Those who find themselves in the hanger bay, whether helping with the evacuation or giving their mechs one last tune up, might overhear Matthew talking with a group of techs who are reattaching his Nova's arm with gantry cables, frantically trying to restore the squat, birdlike OmniMech to fighting condition.
https://static.mwomercs.com/img/clans/artwork/nova_paint.jpg
"What?" Matthew says, eyes widening. "Are you sure?"
"We did an x-ray and everything." the lead tech says, holding up a datapad with false negative images. "The endo-skeletal frame's studded with hairline fractures. Battle scars from lots of fights and rush repair jobs. And from age too. Didn't you once say this mech was built 130 years ago, in your dimension?"
He shakes his head and clucks his tongue. "Tough old bird you've got. I'd say she'd last for a year more, if you stuck to patrols and recon missions. But another battle like the last one...we'll do what we can, Matt."
He pats Matthew on the shoulder, then returns to his work. Matthew stares into space at his customized Nova, looking stunned.
Talk to him?
[Post "The Shield of Time's Last Stand". Locked to Jade Falcons]
Since the war between Clan Jade Falcon and Wolf has finally ended, and especially what with the blue robot simulacrums wrecking stuff all over the Earth, Matthew decides to call up his old sibko pal Lola with the long-distance comm.
"Star Captain Helmar? This is Matthew. Could I talk with you for a moment?"
Hopefully he hasn't interrupted something.
[2]
[Open to all.]
Those who find themselves in the hanger bay, whether helping with the evacuation or giving their mechs one last tune up, might overhear Matthew talking with a group of techs who are reattaching his Nova's arm with gantry cables, frantically trying to restore the squat, birdlike OmniMech to fighting condition.
https://static.mwomercs.com/img/clans/artwork/nova_paint.jpg
"What?" Matthew says, eyes widening. "Are you sure?"
"We did an x-ray and everything." the lead tech says, holding up a datapad with false negative images. "The endo-skeletal frame's studded with hairline fractures. Battle scars from lots of fights and rush repair jobs. And from age too. Didn't you once say this mech was built 130 years ago, in your dimension?"
He shakes his head and clucks his tongue. "Tough old bird you've got. I'd say she'd last for a year more, if you stuck to patrols and recon missions. But another battle like the last one...we'll do what we can, Matt."
He pats Matthew on the shoulder, then returns to his work. Matthew stares into space at his customized Nova, looking stunned.
Talk to him?
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A thought occurs. "What Battlemech will you be bringing to this battle, since your Supernova got vaporized?"
He recalls her love of vintage mechs back during their training days. "Sorry, by the way."
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"It... it is alright, Matthew. Really." Despite her reassuring words, you can tell Lola's heart is aching.
"There was little time to reorganize, and we have more warriors remaining than 'mechs for them. For now, those who have no machines to call their own are staying put."
She does not sound happy, probably because that list includes her.
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"Mech or no, I have no intention of seeing your skills go to waste, Star Captain. If you cannot get a unit, there are a few empty cockpits here at the Chalice that could use filling. For that matter–"
He pulls up a data file on his comm pad and faxes it to Lola's.
"–this should have been sent to Clan Jade Falcon sooner. It is a schematic for a Anti-Primeval Force barrier, based on reactor confinement technology. Energy intensive, but effective. Perhaps this will earn you enough credit with your superiors to get assigned a new mech, quiaff?"
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The Star Captain is shocked as she sees the blueprint arriving on her side.
"Aff, this is exactly what we are going to need! Matthew, how did you find the schematics?"
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"They are releasing these schematics to everyone who is willing to fight for the sake of Terra. The weak, the strong, the many, the few...when the stakes are this high, everyone deserves the chance to seize victory!"
He pauses, then coughs. "In any case, make sure that Clan Jade Falcon uses that well, Star Captain." He continues in a calm tone of voice. "And is there anything else you wanted to ask me?"
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"Return alive."
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"That is all? No questions about the weaknesses of our foe, what mechs from the Chalice are available, or how I pulled off that giant heat wave attack last we met?"
He shakes his head.
"Neg, neg. I think I get your gist, Star Captain Helmar. I swear I shall return alive and intact."