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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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What do you think compromises the core of your robot?
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"Hmmm...."
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