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curseu-reflexes.livejournal.com

[In the wake of the most recent mission, you'll find a disheartening sight if you enter the hangar. The HK-1138' Corona lies in a crumpled, ruined heap off in a side designated for unsalvagable wrecks, the entire machine nearly split in twain height-wise, a huge chunk of it just fucking gone. Those parts from before? Yeah, phoney. All of them. Danconias-Phillips imitation parts and completely incompatible. You didn't actually think they'd HELP Julia, did you?]

Come on... move... move!

[And elsewhere in the hangar, Julia has been trying as hard as she can to use other machines. Knightmare Frames. Mobile Suits. Everything and anything that currently isn't claimed by someone else just so no stone was unturned. But it's all for naught. Her hands fly wildly and clumsily at the controls. It takes all of her willpower and focus to just a machine to stumble awkwardly forward, and all too often her machine stumbles and falls. And finally after one failure too many...

[Well, everyone has a breaking point and Julia's just hit hers.]

I can't...

I can't pilot anymore...

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thestrayhawk.livejournal.com

[Despite their situation getting a bit better...all things considered. Ichitaka didn't seem to be cheerful as usual. He was lying face down on some grass in the Arboretum mumbling to himself.]

Maybe I am making everyone mad at me...

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curseu-reflexes.livejournal.com

[In the aftermath of that HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE supply pickup gone wrong, Julia's in the hangar, looking up at the battered and one-armed form of her Corona. A lot of serious stuff happened out there, and not just involving Cheng and that girl who ended up healing her hand...well, somewhat. She's still in a cast for it, but for a sprain, not a break.]

Thaumata... that organization still has strength in it after all these years?

And not only that...

[She looks down at the flier she still has of Christine. The girl hated her almost as much as Julia herself hated Bairoft, but for stupid reasons and her conduct on the battlefield was ridiculous and immature. And she was tied together in this strange conspiracy regarding Danconias Phillips buying out Herrera Futuristics too. But there wasn't really much she could do on Earth at the moment. And at any rate, she wouldn't be doing much if she didn't get healed up.]

curseu-reflexes.livejournal.com

[Between all the craziness at Freetown, Julia had completely forgotten something that had caught her eye in the city. It was actually a flier... for Herrera Futuristics! But there was a different girl on it than her, and she wasn't using a Corona either, which raised her curiosity.]

Christine... Diaman...?

That's who Mr. Herrera chose to replace me? Well, at least she looks nice enough...

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emorangerblack.livejournal.com

1.
[Devon is free to walk the boards of White Chalice and generally be a nuisance once again. She couldn't care less about the recent events, especially since the holding cell had no speaker so the annoying music never reached her.

What she could care less though, is the amplifier that contains her Sophium Crystal - now back on her wrist, safely.]

This will not repeat itself.
I will not allow anyone to take away a part of me ever again.

2.
[Someone, and by someone I mean Devon, is leaving a shower room and uncaringly strolling through the corridor. It could be any shower, even a men's one! She's rather wet and definitely very naked - people usually bother to clothe themselves and get dry before they consider the sanitary business done...]

3. Filtered to Laura, not hard to crack especially by roomies or Frank
[Devon found Laura, most likely in their room - and she approaches her, not quickly but forcefully. She leans in uncomfortably close before speaking - and the words sound calm, but the look in Devon's eyes... it's not calm at all.]

I finally found you.
Now give me a reason why would either one of us still stay aboard this ship.

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getter-class.livejournal.com

[Filtered to the old Getter Team]

She actually chose to pilot it. Twice now.

Do you think it's possible the Getter might be done with us?

[Public]

Our battles are only getting harder and more frequent. We're going to need to be better if we want to survive all of this. While I don't actually pilot anymore, I've set up a series of tactical exercises in the computer system, if anyone wants to try and "play chess" against me.

I think you'll find this "old man" has a few tricks left that he can pass on.

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curseu-reflexes.livejournal.com

[In the hangar]

[In the wake of the battle, Julia's looking at the remnants of the Corona's HFM Blade. The blade's structure is still intact yeah... but all the internal circuitry...]

So then... How am I going to get you fixed?

[The microwave emitters and high-frequency motors were all beyond salvage. And the specialized parts used for them were in short supply on Earth, seeing as how Herrera Futuristics had such lousy business around and on Earth. It would probably be less hassle to just completely buy another Prominence Armor and keep it around for parts...]

At any rate...

[Video]

Alessandra... you're not feeling bad about what happened out there any more, are you?

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emorangerpink

1.
[Late on the last evening before the Chalice departs from Fairy Park, a new face appears aboard - a pale, petite young woman with long red hair and the look of someone who isn't sure where they're supposed to be headed but doesn't want to admit it. It doesn't help that she appears to be steering around whatever concentrations of people exist at this hour, with the side effect of routing her away from most interesting locations. After a while of fruitless wandering on the Promenade, she gives up and hesitantly approaches the nearest person.]

Um, hello... I'm new aboard, and I need to see the captain, or whoever's in charge... do you know where I can find them?

Ah, I'm Laura, Laura Ericks. I'm here to join the crew, so I guess that means we'll be teammates - it's nice to meet you.

[Her left hand is tightly grasping a sealed envelope, while her right fidgets with a metal wristwatch on her left arm. Is this girl afraid of you, or just afraid of everything?

Laura's looking for the Captain - does she turn to you for help, or do you run in to her on her way there?]

2.
Hello... Dan?

[Laura pokes at the terminal uncertainly - she knows how to use a terminal, but not where a ship's AI might be found on one.]

emorangerpink

thestrayhawk.livejournal.com

[Day 4]

[As usual after having his brand new attack be blocked by a ?woman? on foot Ichitaka spent the last few days inside of the cockpit of the Rushbird randomly opening small dimensional cracks to try to gain more precision on it, and potentially use the cracking as a weapon itself.]

1. [Ichitaka seems to be thinking by himself on a crate in the hangar and he looked somewhat worried.]

Oh no oh no oh no oh no....what if it's true....

2. AH DON'T STAND THERE.

[Ichitaka yells at you from his cockpit and suddenly a small pillar of energy seemingly comes down from out of nowhere at you.]

3. [aaaannndddd after giving away so many of his meals to other people (Whether they liked it or not) Ichitaka has picked the worst day ever to suddenly collapse from starvation on the Deck.]

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guardian-lynx.livejournal.com

[Video, Hangar]

[Calvina is currently ignoring the fancy new sounds the captain is providing and busily glaring at and focusing a camera on Bellzelute. The machine is currently lacking three limbs, a head, and most of its already minimal frontal armor. At least some of it was salvageable, but the mech is about as close to totaled as she'd ever seen something get while still staying functional.]

[Calvina keeps a camera from the hangar comm station trained on the mech while she makes a comment.]

And that is why you do not charge unknowns in a lightly armored high-mobility mech. It's only by the grace of our enemies leaving a lot of usable salvage that Bellzelute or Coustwell are going to fly any time in the next six months. This has been your training for this month, unless I decide to bring people along when I'm getting used to the third unit in this series.

[She switches the video feed to a filtered channel, speaking quietly under the noise of the techs dragging supplies from the transports aboard.]

[Filtered to Tohya]

Katia was about as vocal as usual about the people we fought, but between the physical similarities to our mechs and how scared the girls were when they saw the enemy, I think we've finally run across the people who created Bellzelute, Coustwell, and Granteed.

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curseu-reflexes.livejournal.com

[You know what sucks the most about being an Irgelion right now? Needing to eat more than everyone else, and only having slightly larger rations than everyone else. Especially when it's still barely enough. Oh sure, Julia tried to sweat it out and Fairy Park's supply of candy helped, but now they weren't at the park any more.

[Which leads to right now. Julia's slumped over against a wall somewhere on the Chalice, arms over her stomach and breathing weakly.]

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thestrayhawk.livejournal.com

[Once again the stray boy was out on the deck staring out at the ocean, despite coming somewhat clean he was still hiding several things. He didn't know the reason why he was continuing to do so. Ever since he had come back from his Gramps' other lab one name in particular was bothering him.]

GreAT...

[Even if he had a name he wasn't able to find out anything about them on his own and he didn't like it. Several stacks of books sat next to him though in the end they didn't help at all.]

Current Mood: annoyed
Current Location: Deck

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Current Mood: annoyed
Current Location: Deck

emorangerblack.livejournal.com

[Surprisingly for very few people actually familiar with Devon, her attitude regarding food rationing and obeying rules in general left her in a holding cell. She'll be there for a while - so if you're concerned about her feeling sad or lonely, by all means come visit!

Extra consideration: Devon's amplifier is gone so no Shifter shanenigans or summoning armor this time. At a first glance, she doesn't look too concerned about this, or pretty much anything at all. Too busy leaning against a wall opposite to the entry door.]

Current Location: the brig

emorangerblack.livejournal.com

Current Location: the brig

chozo_girl

(Well, first post in here! Nice to meet you, everyone)

And in the meantime a newcomer, a tall, blonde woman in a blue suit, is walking around, taking in everything. She's seen enough - she obviously should stay here. She has no way to go home, and it's obvious these people fight creatures like that one regularly. And Ridley's also stranded here, having been hurt by these people, which will have him search revenge - he may not be as powerful as some of the creatures here, but there's much to be said for the danger of utterly ruthless and dangerously cunning enemies even if they may not be as impressive powerwise. And let's be honest, from what she saw before, most of the people here are far too naive for her to wish them having to deal with a mind as profoundly sick as Ridley's. She might as well join temporarily. She knows enough of the Chozo predictive skill to know that that these things rarely happen by mere chance.

Problem here is that she probably should to talk to the captain for that, then (to get authorization to park her ship in the hangar, if nothing else), except she has no idea who he is or where. Nor if this is an actual organization or a ragtag band of misfits. Or, well, anything about what's going on here, actually. And after today's fight she really doesn't have the patience to explore this whole place right now. Better ask for directions.

And so, Samus will stop whoever she comes across, intending to get some information on White Chalice. Who wants to meet, welcome, and/or help the big scary lady?

chozo_girl

emorangerblack.livejournal.com

[Since rationing started aboard White Chalice, Devon has yet to pick up her daily allotment of food. She eats precious little anyway - but that's still more than nothing, and despite ignoring her ration it doesn't seem like she's starving. And this is because...]

1. [Tricky but NOT impossible to hack.]

[When few people are around, suddenly the door to the pantry opens and from the storage area leaves, who else but Devon. Wait, how did she get there? And considering she holds an apple, or perhaps a single bread roll in her hand, it's obvious that someone is ignoring the rationing rules and stealing food.

And worst of all, she doesn't look like she cares about it at all.]

2.
Hmm?
[Sitting somewhere, consuming the aforementioned stolen bread roll, apple or whatever.]

Current Mood: Trollin'

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Current Mood: Trollin'

magicalgundam.livejournal.com

1.

[Allenby was honestly confused why the rest of the crew seemed on edge. She had at least spoken to a few about Ryo but she was out and about, jogging around the ship and trying to figure out what kind of kid this was to inspire such loyalty in a group of mismatched people.

But then again, it was inspiring to see them actually bond together to protect the memory of someone.]

2.

[She's nomming pizza today for supper, and there's already a half-finished pizza in front of her. The cook had been good enough to get her one, and it was delicious.]

3.

[Burning calories took a lot of work, after her big meal. And there was Allenby, shadow-boxing some unseen opponent, punches and kicks so fast they were a mass of blurred body parts. Come and ask her what she's doing other than exercising?]

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thestrayhawk.livejournal.com

[The Rushbird left the White Chalice alongside the Straybird, unfortunately due to the whole spy situation Ichitaka had been forcing Yuunagi to not use the Straybirds teleporting abilities so they had to take the long way to what they presumed was a Graife sidelab.]

[Getting out of the white Super Robot Ichitaka takes a better look at the small lab.]

Somehow I expected more from it....

Current Mood: confused

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Current Mood: confused

bakaribbon.livejournal.com

[After the mission today and everything else that's happened, Haruka is kinda worn out. Still, she said she'd have dinner with Ichitaka on the deck, so here she is with a tray full of food.]

Ah, hey Ichitaka...

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not-genki-desu.livejournal.com

[After dropping Benkei off in the hospital on the Tower, Kei is... fuming. All those people dead and her own hesitation damn near killed her father. But she couldn't honestly be expected to kill those guys... right?]

All of that...

Why'd they have to die... Why was Getter Robo there in the first place?

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king-guymelef.livejournal.com

The White Chalice hovers on the outskirts of the capital of Fanelia, a bustling city that seems to be of almost entirely middle ages technology, with guards carrying around swords and bows, light coming from torches and peasants working in fields of wheat. There are a few things unusual about it, though. Strange, part animal beastmen walk the streets without getting a second glance, and there appear to be mecha as part of Fanelia's armed forces, though they are only armed with low-tech weapons such as swords and spears. Also, the White Chalice, while gathering a crowd of curious onlookers, is not causing panic and riots in the street.

Van never figured out the comm units, but he figures there'll be some kind of crowd of people looking to see the place. So he's addressing that.

"I wanted to thank you all for agreeing to take me this far, but this is where my part in your journey ends. I have my duty to complete here. You're all welcome to stay for a few days if you want. I'll even see about getting people to restore your food stores. I bet it'll make a nice change from all that canned food you all seem to live on.

Anyways, welcome to Fanelia, and thank you again."

EDIT "Also, a normal part of a coronation is a Guymelef tournament afterwards as part of the celebration. I'd be interested to see how your mecha stand up to our melefs."

[[Mod approval was given for this post]]

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punches-vamps.livejournal.com

[There's a new guy in the hangar. He's busy staring at your robot, unless your name is Cheng or Adette, in which case he is staring at a list of robots on the ship.]

...Magnificent...

2.

[The new guy's going back and forth between the Chalice and that mansion with a loader unit, carrying all sorts of giant melee weaponry.]

Man, why'd the old guy have to have so much shit...

3. [Locked to Loraine]

[Oh look who is getting their shots up to date.]
HANDS OFF, YOU BLASTED SHE-DEVIL!

4. ON THE BRIDGE

Ah...yes? I was told you're the captain around here, and, well...I need a place to stay.

Current Mood: calm

punches-vamps.livejournal.com

[There's a new guy in the hangar. He's busy staring at your robot, unless your name is Cheng or Adette, in which case he is staring at a list of robots on the ship.]

...Magnificent...

2.

[Oh look who is getting their shots up to date.]
HANDS OFF, YOU BLASTED SHE-DEVIL!

4. ON THE BRIDGE

Ah...yes? I was told you're the captain around here, and, well...I need a place to stay.

Current Mood: calm

azure-savior.livejournal.com

[Public channel. And Josh is in the kind SRS BUSINESS mode that you know is only followed by neckbearded rantings.]

I've heard that one of you... or possibly even several of you is in possession of the worst movie ever created. It's been a ~~sidequest~~ goal of mine to wipe out this bane that not even Second Impact could kill, and I won't have mediocrity dwell in the ship.

Those possession of the movie, you know who you are. Destroy it.

We can at least do this much to better the world.

(OOC note: Josh may hate the 2011 The Thing movie but I thought it was actually pretty good! Just clearing that up.)

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thestrayhawk.livejournal.com

[The Rushbird returns to the White Chalice surprisingly completely undamaged. It was easy to put together now that the explosion and subsequent 'depowering' of the Rushbird was all a sham.

However as Ichitaka exits the cockpit he doesn't look happy in the least. While his plan had somewhat fallen apart that wasn't what was bothering him. Anyone that got close enough could hear him whisper. ]

Some people here are despicable...

[The other unfortunate thing was that his plan to try to reveal the mole completely fell apart due to what had happened but he could only talk to a few people about that.]

Current Mood: angry
Current Location: Hangar

thestrayhawk.livejournal.com

Current Mood: angry
Current Location: Hangar

emorangerblack.livejournal.com

1.
[Have a Devon lying down where she really shouldn't. It could be simply unusual, like a busy hallway. Or it could be your room, restricted access area, or even someone's cockpit! What the hell.

Judging from her grimace, there is no peaceful rest in her sleep. Nightmares?]

2.
[It's a bad time to be alone and introspective, if that's what you're doing right now. Because you could get accosted by strange, unsociable people. People like Devon.]

If you had to choose between saving a familiar person or a greater number of strangers, which option would be preferable?
What is your answer, savior of humanity?

[Didn't she ask a question like that a while back already? And where did that savior thing come out of sudden?]

emorangerblack.livejournal.com

thestrayhawk.livejournal.com

1. [There is a large explosion coming from one section of the hangar, anyone who checks it out would see Ichitaka spraying the cockpit of the Rushbird with a fire extinguisher. A lot of smoke is pouring out of it.

Ichitaka himself looks extremely worried and if anyone looks closely they would see that both of the orbs in the Rushbird's arms have lost all color from them.]

[[OOC: This is all a huge sham being set up by Ichitaka.]]

2. [Sometime later Ichitaka is in the cafeteria since he couldn't continue training with a slightly broken Rushbird. There's a huge list of names of people and factions next to him on the table with a few of them crossed off. Most of the crossed off names belonged to people that were previously on the L-Boat.]

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