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srwug_alpha_rp2013-12-19 11:25 am
armored_mother) wrote in srwug_alpha_rp2013-12-19 11:25 am
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Operation Twelve
[Cora and what remained of her team were on the deck of the Chalice - it was to be noted that they put up caution signs everywhere.]
Alright boys! PULL!
[What was going on would you ask? Weapons testing. The how? Hurling things at Cora... to which.]
RAAAAAAAAH!
[The new equipment on one of the Dullahan's forearms would unfold a set of boosters, prepare what is more or less a piledriver and smash the object thrown at to a considerable distance. There was a sharp whistle from Dice as he watched a large chunk of more or less useless large chunk of scrap metal bounce a few times across the deck before Dagger moved over to where it stopped and marked it down.]
Heh... this ought to give those Exvoritam Filios bastards a nasty surprise.
[Along the way one could see: a double thick brick wall with sheet metal plating (or more appropriately a picture of one, and the actual remains after testing), The aforementioned scrap metal (Actually upon closer inspection and checking the hangar it was pulled off the Super West Type 28 Destroyer Robot. Despite not being used, West was crying about the fact some unknown fiend had violated it. As always he blames Kurou), What looked to be a car - it seemed to be a mostly extinguished fiery wreck (brought over in the same shipment as the weapon being tested, Ulysses said it was a donation and denies any involvement of Lord Athelstane's most favored automobile going missing and it was merely a coincidence that they look the same and have the same license plate) and lastly, a thoroughly devastated game console and all accessories (Closer observation reveals that it looks like something pierced through it before the massive impact sent it careening across the deck and into several pieces.)]
[Comment on this? Want to give it a try? Or for the more suicidal... try to spar against Cora as she has her new weapon?]
Alright boys! PULL!
[What was going on would you ask? Weapons testing. The how? Hurling things at Cora... to which.]
RAAAAAAAAH!
[The new equipment on one of the Dullahan's forearms would unfold a set of boosters, prepare what is more or less a piledriver and smash the object thrown at to a considerable distance. There was a sharp whistle from Dice as he watched a large chunk of more or less useless large chunk of scrap metal bounce a few times across the deck before Dagger moved over to where it stopped and marked it down.]
Heh... this ought to give those Exvoritam Filios bastards a nasty surprise.
[Along the way one could see: a double thick brick wall with sheet metal plating (or more appropriately a picture of one, and the actual remains after testing), The aforementioned scrap metal (Actually upon closer inspection and checking the hangar it was pulled off the Super West Type 28 Destroyer Robot. Despite not being used, West was crying about the fact some unknown fiend had violated it. As always he blames Kurou), What looked to be a car - it seemed to be a mostly extinguished fiery wreck (brought over in the same shipment as the weapon being tested, Ulysses said it was a donation and denies any involvement of Lord Athelstane's most favored automobile going missing and it was merely a coincidence that they look the same and have the same license plate) and lastly, a thoroughly devastated game console and all accessories (Closer observation reveals that it looks like something pierced through it before the massive impact sent it careening across the deck and into several pieces.)]
[Comment on this? Want to give it a try? Or for the more suicidal... try to spar against Cora as she has her new weapon?]
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[The words were clearly rehearsed with an air of mock seriousness before Cora just burst into laughter.]
Yes! Yes it was!
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"I knew it!" Isaac does a little jig, fancy shoes clipping and clopping like a prancing stallion.
"The look that must be on that slimy son of a Baron's face right now...his corpulent mug turning a lovely magnolia-mauve of rage–by Jove, if only I could take a snapshot of his sublime moment of humiliation–!"
He pulls out a fan and air conditions himself frantically.
"Ho Ho! Oh dear, I am overwrought! How..."
He has to draw in breath. "How did you do it?"
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[She grinned and raised her hand, the kinetic strike module at standby.]
If you mean how we got the car? Well... Commander Ulysses mentioned that Athelstane parked his car somewhere he wasn't supposed to, so Ulysses offered his services to someone who took offense to cart it off somewhere else.
And since there was only one witness who was more than willing to assist us, Athelstane's going to have nothing for this.
[Cora grinned whimsically.]
Best part of this? The bugger's going to be kept busy looking for his favorite car to be able to follow anything up on your Family's land.
A damn good distraction if I do say so myself~.
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"...you are doing all too much for me. I...am not worthy of such regard."
He squares his shoulders, and salutes Britannian style, falling to one knee. "But my family has more than earned this stroke of good fortune. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart."
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[Off to the side Mongrel makes a low gagging noise, earning him a dope-slap upside the head.]