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  1. Gabby blinked in the light from the torch, eyes adjusting as it punched through the dark. The adrenaline was slowly fading from her system, letting the tiredness creep back into her. She let out a big yawn, stretching as she did so, sleeves falling back to reveal her feline arms once more. Her eyes widened as it lit up the stranger, her eyes quickly taking in the metallic features on her face. And the bat like ears. She blurted the first thing that came to her. "Are you Batwoman?" Her mind caught up with her mouth a moment later, and she ducked her head, embarrassed, before hiding behind Tara.
  2. ALPHA Kassandra clutched her head as the words poured into her mind, shuddering and gasping at the mental intrusion. Something flashed in the back of her mind, a memory of a violation of something that she once held sacred but was now a fleeting image that danced just beyond reach. The memory was filled with pain and feelings of loathing and betrayal. When the presence faded, Kassandra was half folded in her chair. Thankfully her Cephalon had automatically locked the controls as she buckled under the mental assault, preventing any possibility of her body becoming hijacked and turning the Ghost Lance's formidable arsenal on her newly made allies. Are you alright captain? The message flashed up in the corner of her display, text rather than spoken. Kassandra didn't respond at first, trying to regain her scattered wits. Then she reached out and flipped open the comm line between the ships. "This is the Ghost Lance. That felt like a Tenno, a Nyx, but.... wrong. Wrong on a fundemental level." The others would be able to hear the distress in the Tenno pilot's voice, how shaken she was. "I don't know what they've done to their warframe, but it is an abomination. I know that much."
  3. "Copy Garmr-1, firing up the scanners. I'll get back to you when I have results, out." That said, Kassandra diverted additional power to her sensors and scanners, but kept her weapons trained on the orb. Swiping across her HUD, she also fired up the ECM suite, setting it to hunt for any potential communications channels and/or signals between the two. Then a though crossed her mind. With a flick, she began to ping the orb, hoping that maybe someone would pick up the phone on the other end. "Alpha, this is Ghost Lance. Be advised if that keeps getting closer without picking up I will fire. I'm not risking my ship needlessly," she said, setting a distance mark on her HUD. If it crossed the line, the full weight of the Ghost Lance's armament was going to slam into the orb.
  4. Gabby had let go of Tara and was toodling down the tunnel with the others, trying to do her best not to be sick from the smell. It smelt worse than that stuff they put on the fields to make it all grow, and that was saying something, because that was really stinky. Her claw still had bits of blood and eyeball on it, but she'd give it a shake and got rid of the worst of it. The rest wouldn't come out until she washed her hands. Everyone had been introducing themselves, and Gabby was thinking about doing the same, when the women with metal arms, Dino (was that short for dinosaur?) got angry at someone. And then she did something that made Gabby gasp. She said a bad word. Daddy had said a bad word once, and the look on mummy's face had him looking like a dog who knows he has been naughty, and was followed up with a swift instruction to Gabby to never repeat that word unless she wanted her mouth washed out with soap. And so Gabby, with all the authority that an 11 year can muster, raised a hand and pointed at Dino, before promptly declaring, "That was a bad word. Say sorry."
  5. The silence was broken only by breathing and the sewer water moving. Gabby could also hear her heart pounding like a jack-in-the-box, her arms wrapped around herself as she tried to listen out for anything, but nothing. The hyena's seemed to have left them be... for now. It was at that moment that the smell caught up with her nose and brain, and she promptly covered her mouth to stop herself from vomiting. When she felt a bit better, she muttered, "this place stinks," and latched onto the nearest adult, who happened to be Tara, arms going around the woman's waist, seeking comfort in physical contact. Her claws were sheathed now, but the paw that had ripped open the Hyena's eye had blood and small bits of eyeball on it.
  6. Kassandra stared at the orb for several long moments, eyeing her shield levels as the energy wave reached them. Though it barely caused the shields to flicker, she was wary now. "The hell is that?" She muttered, staring at the small moving orb that was coming inexorably their way. She flicked a switch, deploying the railgun once more. It was almost recharged, and though wary of firing, she felt a little safer having it's target reticule join the others on her HUD. She flicked open the comm channel. "All ships this is Ghost Lance, I have no idea what that is or if shooting it is even the right idea, but if we have to, the railgun is nearly charged." As she spoke, Kassandra lined up the shot, already backing slowly away. If no one could think of a better solution, or her sensors didn't give her more info, she'd take the risk, take the shot. But only if there was no other option.
  7. ALPHA "Good idea Deliverance," Kassandra said, "get yourself swung around and retreating. It'll give us space if nothing else. I'll go last, I'm more able to take a hit." Kassandra had her guns aimed towards the sphere. Mental commands and flying hands had her ready to spin and flee at a moments notice, her mind racing as she eyed the bubble. 'Void energies and Grineer craft? I don't like this mix,' the symbiote Tenno thought to herself, keeping her plasma cannon's trained on the deadspot, her sensors watchful for anything coming out. The Ghost Lance would retreat backwards, weapons aimed at the deadspot, until the others were at a reasonably safe distance, then Kassandra would spin the craft around and hit the throttle to chase after them.
  8. The part of Gabby not overcome with feral rage was rather pleased at having done some rather significant damage to the Hyena, before promptly beginning to freak out about the gouged out eye. And having her hair pulled. That hurt. A lot. She gave a wounded cry as she was half tossed into Cyriann. Her primal side decided that, as the foe had been fought off, it would be wise to flee before the rest of the pack turned up. She wiggled out of Cyriann’s arms before he’d properly set her down, landing half on all fours, and bolted towards the now open sewer, which stank like a fresh cow pat and burnt flapjacks combined. First chance she got, she would climb down.
  9. Rookie mistake, Kassandra cursed to herself as her display lit up with a warning about the deadspot. While her beam lasers had been useful for wiping out the Lanterns that had been close, the deadspot was beyond their range. "Time to use the plasma cannons," she muttered to herself, swinging the Ghost Lance around, it's motions ponderous but remarkably graceful, manoeuvring thrusters lighting up as the ship turned. "Tarus, recalibrate the sensors, see if you can get a better read on that deadspot, I want something solid to shoot at." Another thought struck her as the ship turned, namely that while she had been fighting alongside the other vessels and the overgrown archwing, no one had established contact in either direction. That was something that should probably be solved. With a swift hand motion, she keyed open the comms and spoke over a wide band, "All ships, this is the Ghost Lance. Looks like you guys needed a hand." She was clearly smirking as she spoke.
  10. ALPHA Kassandra grimaced as her missiles failed to kill anything, instead being shot down by the fighters, though she did note one fall to the oversized archwing's firepower. The fighter's day was about to get worse though. Her beam cannons were in range. Stabbing out like brilliant lances, scarlet beams of energy stabbed towards the lanterns, the powerful lasers boring through the darkness into their targets, two different lanterns suffering under their fury, even as more missiles shot from their racks. She'd retracted the railgun as she closed in, deciding it would only inhibit her. She kept the plasma cannons active though. If a lantern got into their firing arc, and she wasn't at risk of hitting a friendly, she'd try her luck.
  11. Gabby was barely onto Tara's back before something crashed into them, sending her flying off the other woman's back as she lost her grip. She proceeded to bounce along the cobbles, rolling and flopping around as she did so, barely making out the shape that crashed into the Hyena that attacked them. She did scramble around in time to see the Agnes and another man attacking one of the Hyena's. She also spotted another that had just taken a hit from the metal armed woman, one that did not seem to be in the best of shape. And something inside Gabby snapped. She was tired of running, tired of hiding, and something deep inside her labelled that Hyena as prey. And so Gabby got to her hands and feet, crouched low, and with a feral scream, threw herself at the Hyena, claws extended to gauge out it's eyes.
  12. ALPHA A thrill shot up Kassandra's spine as the shot from the railgun turned the fighter into so much scrap metal. "Scratch one," she muttered to herself, before quickly sweeping her eyes over the battlespace. Aside from the circling Deliverance, or so the IFF read, there was also what appeared to be a massive arcwing zipping about with quite a few enemy vessels determined to pin it down. Not on her watch. With but a thought and a gesture, she began to acquire target locks on all five fighters, waiting until she had at least three locks before unleashing a barrage of missiles at them. The railgun wouldn't be recharged before she got too close for it to be effective, and the plasma cannons were too obtuse for this situation. Should the lanterns close on the Ghost Lance, they'd also find themselves under fire from the beam turrets.
  13. While this is great, I'm rarely able to play on the plains and Fortuna due to a crappy laptop (it's actually a pretty decent laptop, just no where nearing gaming PC levels). This makes fighting eidolons and gathering materials for better amps a real chore at the best of times. Maybe there should be an amp you can get outside there? Not a really powerful one, but at least a step up from the Mote.
  14. Gabby snapped her head around, even as her hair whipped into her face, hearing the tall woman's offer. Considering how tired she felt from having run all day, she thought it a very wise thing to take up the woman on her offer. In a display of rather remarkable dexterity and strength, she grabbed onto Tara's upper arm with her own arm, and, in a single move, swung herself up onto her back, clinging on for dear life. Though not without crying, "Mush!" when she thought she was secure.
  15. Gabby instinctively recognised the Hyena's position. They were ready to pounce, and she was a rabbit in headlights, frozen in fear. Then people started yelling to run, and Gabby decided that that was a very good idea. She took off after the others, coat flapping as she ran, little feet pattering against the ground, remarkably quiet considering she was wearing boots. Her hair was flying behind her, an auburn mane streaming out. Oddly, her mind flashed back to a film she'd watched once. Well, she said she'd watched it, more like caught a few minutes of it when it had been on telly one evening. Her father had come in after a bit and changed the channel, saying she was a little too young to be watching it. But she'd seen enough that a particular phrase stuck in her head. Run Forrest, run? More like run Gabby, run!
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