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(Setting) G.C Airport
| "Damnit!"
>Fuschia Fedora watched from a distance, standing next to Black Panties.
"Alright. So, you deal with the zombies, and I deal with the rocket?"
>BP nodded, and FF sighed as she closed her eyes, opened her Cyberdeck, and entered the Matrix, her body laying down on the distant rooftop she was on.
>She navigated through the Matrix and scanned for electrical pulses near the airplane. After detecting them, she ran towards them, eventually finding the onboard computer on Helios.
| >"Alright...Time to do your thing, girl."
>FF entered the onboard computers of the ship and attempted to find her way to the bridge. The destruction from the crash scrambled a lot of the onboard electronics, making it difficult to find and navigate her way through them.
| > Inside was a mess, people scrambling to stations as Captain Murkle and his lieutenant review the damages, all safe inside the ship.
"Inko.. Report, are we stable?"
| "Yes captain.. No loose movement so far. Casualties over 45 so far.."
> The Leutinent feeds information from her earpiece, looking to the captain.
"There's, ehm.. An anomaly in the systems."
| "That's all I am, an anomaly? Don't you know how to treat a lady?"
>A hologram visual of a female in armor with a peculiar Fuschia colored Fedora appeared just out of the controls of the bridge.
"Relax, I'm not here to hurt anything. I'm actually here to make sure everybody is okay and alive before the Phoenix Corps gets here. And also, to ask a few questions if everybody is okay. Do you mind speaking for a little bit?"
| >BP works on knocking out zombies with their electricity and bringing them to one area
| > Murkle nods, his eyes flashing a quick silver before he continues.
"Yes, we have time.. Inko, get the defense crew out, please."
"Yes Captain."
> With it, she turns and makes her way out of the bridge.
| >FF cocks her head to the side in confusion, observing Murkle's eyes as the hologram followed the captain.
"Well, for starters, what happened? Why did you crash land here, or should I ask, how did you crash?"
| > Murkle clears his throat.
"We were protecting a mining resources in abandoned sector,
| (Did not mean to send that*)
| "We were protecting a mining ship in an abandoned sector, it was supposed to be a safe zone, but we were attacked and underpowered. We pulled a random jump to escape and wound up too close to this planet to escape it's gravity."
| "Attacked? Do you know who attacked you?"
>FF said, making mental notes...literally, capturing the audio and transferring it into text with her mind, saving the files to a temporary encrypted personal cloud storage generated inside of a micro machine that's always running inside of her Cyberdeck.
>She would just put it on her Cyberdeck, but she wasn't necessarily in a safe place. Her camera feed from her helmet was also activated, making sure she'd know if anything happened to her
| "No, we figured just pirates, it was complete surprise and happened quickly. The only difference from a normal attack like this was that they aimed for our transport more than our main battle or cargo ships."
| > Whilst the conversation occurs, Leutinent Amari makes her way off the bridge to scan out the area below, accompanied with three soldiers.
| "Hmm...Noted. So who are you guys? Where are you from, who do you work for?"
>FF asked, trying to act quickly but not be too pushy. They did just crash land on Earth.
>Just then, the Phoenix Corps recovery detail approached in the form of 6 Levicars, 2 Armored Hovercars, and an AFV.
>A woman spoke through a loudspeaker in one of the Levicars.
"Helios-6! We are friendly and do not intend to harm, please follow directions and we will assist all of you to safety!"
| > Amari watches with the men, alerting Murkle quietly. He looks through the nearest, cracked moniter.
"As you know, I am Captain John Murkle of Helios-6, I command this light cruiser of the Light Brigade, under OSSN."
| "Captain, what protocol? Friendlies or other?"
> Amari reports over the radio.
| > Murkle ignores her report.
"We're from a planet outside of this solar system, and currently occupying a large portion of free space."
| "The Helios-6, Light Cruiser of the Light Brigade of the OSSN, from a different solar system. Brought down by 'Pirates' and landed on Earth accidentally...gotcha. Also, those guys are friendly. They won't attack you unless you attack them first."
>FF looked around the ship a little.
"So...Is there anything dangerous, hazardous, or anything like that you're carrying on your ship? Just, ya know, so that there isn't an immediate danger to anybody here in the city, you know.
| *know."
| "Nothing that I know of. We're only a battle cruiser, y'know."
> He turns to the moniters, watching as a small few begin to work on restoring power to the inner workings.
| >In the distance, perhaps three minutes away, a black dropship roars toward the abandoned airport, its course appearing to be for the crashed starship...
| > Amari takes note of the newer arrivals before deciding to make way back to the bridge.
"Captain.. More vehicles. I assumed the first are friendlies, same protocol for these guys?"
| "Take caution, Inko, not yet."
> Murkle breaks the conversation.
"It does seem quite coincidental, doesn't it? Are there anymore questions.. Erm, I haven't asked your name yet."
| "My name is...Well, it's Fuschia Fedora. I'm a member of the hero organization of this city, the Justice Wardrobe. We try to keep tabs on everything like potential new threats and new allies. Mostly though, we try to help people, which means falling rockets from the sky and such."
>FF scanned the electronic signatured of the new approaching force outside.
"...Not quite sure of who those guys are. Be careful with them."
>She looked back to the captain.
"So, now that you've landed.."
| "Do you have a plan of what you're gonna do now?"
>FF asked Murkle.
| "Well.. We're clearly not going anywhere soon, so we might make an effort to help out with whatever's happening here, trade.. You said superheroes?"
> Murkle waves his hand to the main moniter, which alerts Amari off hand gestures. With instant response, she alerts and gets soldiers to exit the ship and wave down White Lightning. Those with guns keep eyes out on the black out vehicles.
| (OOC: Er, we're not White Lightning...We're Phoenix Corps.)
| (Totally didn't say white lightning** sorry Have been quite split today, how can I take that back?)
| "Well.. We're clearly not leaving soon. I suppose we'll try and do some trade with any other's we can find. Maybe we can stay and help out here.. You said Hero organization?"
> As he speaks, he waves to the moniter, which picks up the hand gesture and alerts Amari. She orders troops to wave down Phoenix corp for help, whilst getting others with weaponry to keep guard on the unmarked ship.
| "Captain, Pilot's are getting anxious. There's a being guarding us from what they're calling 'mindless civilians.' They're wanting to assist the single protector. I'm assuming they're with the one on the bridge."
> Inko reports over the moniter's radio. She's made her way to the loading bay and watches as troops get to positions in armored tanks and.. Bi-pedals? No, not the four legged turtles.. Mechs. Big ones, at that.
| >As the black dropship nears, it begins to slow down, and dispenses a few small forms who perform combat rolls as they hit the ground with speed. They near the "mindless" civilians milling around the airport, occasionally shooting some... and seemingly shepherding others. The dropship picks up speed and continues to near the crashed starship, ignoring the presence of Phoenix Corp. When it has just reached outside the starship's presumed killzone (perhaps twenty meters,)
| >It slows, dropping the rest of its troopers, around thirty or so armor clad faceless soldiers in light armor. They form firing positions and a few seem to be carrying portable rockets but none of them open fire, instead focusing on maintaining positions. A few bulkier entities are dropped by the dropship just out of sight, too heavy looking to be regular infantry. The dropship then moves out of sight.
| "Act according, Leutinent."
> Murkle sighs, Although unknown to the situation with the newer arrivals. Amari takes this information with a 'yes sir' and finds three pilots to step up. Within only a few minutes, a large door upon the top deck opens, a lift rising to reveal three of the many, standing metal giants from the ship. Each looking the ability to rival the large ship they came from alone.
| The soldiers that were already outside continue soing what they're doing, as those that are aware speak up.
"Please state your faction and reason to be here."
| (Doing* forgot the damn > again)
|
| "Yeah, we're...Well, we're the Justice Wardrobe. We're vigilantes who fight for the good of the city, and right now I'm just making sure you're not a risk to Glitch City or any of it's inhabitants. So far, you seem clear."
>As this discussion was occurring, the Phoenix Corps turned it's attention on the black dropship troops.
"State your business here! We got here first, this is a restricted area by order of the Phoenix Corps!"
| > Murkle nods.
"We're not war like in nature, so unless there's conflict with us being here, we take pride in honorability."
"So, I'm assuming your only interested in the position of Helios-6, friendly or not.. If this is true, I'm afraid I'm the opposite."
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>The troops ignore you as they continue to "herd" the zombies away from the immediate area, shooting some every so often that attempt to retaliate. Upon seeing the mechs, >>113203 , some of the rocketeers begin to replace the payload of their weapons with a considerably longer device.
| "Hey, aren't you listening?! State your business here or be fired upon by order of the Phoenix Corps!"
>The troops turned to the troops and began to lift up their weapons, pointing them at the unknown troops.
>>114336 "Frankly Captain, I'm not the one to talk to about trade or economics. I'm merely here to make sure everybody on board is safe, that they aren't threatened, and that they aren't threats themselves. So far, everything seems clear."
>FF said to the Captain.
| "Very well. As you can see, the bridge is just fine. We've currently got a known casualty count above fourty, so I ask of you this.. Will you help my current crew find anymore injured or in need of assistance?"
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> One of the ground troops that tried waving down Pheonix corp now has his own megaphone, speaking back after what seemed like forever.
"Pheonix Corp! We are under your instructions! Medical evacuation is requested."
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| > Beyond the rubble, the quiet mess already laid upon the place before, a new presents has entered into the city. Inside the dust curtain, after an hour or so beginning to level, is a ship from out of the planet.. It's design inspired from an aircraft carrier, however it's not from any known Earth fleets. Nor does it just carry aircrafts..