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On 2019-09-27 at 2:03 AM, Drakeardian said:

It didn't take long for Morgan to follow Marie as she fired a blast of rockets towards a few enemy fighters as well as a repelling pulse to knock out a few of the ships that were close to her then she went for the airlock, disengaging her Archwing as soon as she got within 100 metres of the ship and straight into the airlock.

"Be quick Volt! We've got work to do!" she ordered as she spun in and landed in front of Marie. She produced her Nikana and spun it in her hand before she nodded to the Gauss "Ready?"

On 2019-09-27 at 3:51 AM, DaMadReaper said:

Beta

Beta Squad burst into the airlock with a level of style unexpected of even the Tenno, half of the members slipping into the open airlock with nary a care, Archwings abandoned well before they would be forced to, and their weapons already drawn. This was why it was so much more disappointing when, upon opening the door of the airlock, they would come face to face with the business end of more than one Ogris. An instant later, the trio of explosive weapons fired their shots, giving the present half of the squad mere moments to dodge before they would become a fine paste against the clean, plastic walls of the Half-Light. Perhaps, if they were quick enough, they would be able to spot the easy half-dozen of Lancers and Butchers observing the spectacle from a safe distance, cheering. 

That would soon change. The Tenno were not known to be the most genial of people.

 

While Volt-Edge went to get Naradin, Marie turned and saw the welcoming party that the Grineer had prepared for her and Morgan. Using her Mach Rush, Marie burst forwards and ran towards Morgan, tackling her out of the way of the Ogris rockets mere moments before they impacted, with the both of them landing several metres nearby as they had just avoided a sudden death. "I will not allow teammates to die." Marie said, holstering her Fang daggers and pulling out her Akzani dual pistols. She quickly aimed towards the Grineer, and opened fire, hoping that the spray of bullets would distract the Grineer long enough for Morgan to attack as well.

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On 2019-09-28 at 1:09 PM, Agent_Maine said:
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While Volt-Edge went to get Naradin, Marie turned and saw the welcoming party that the Grineer had prepared for her and Morgan. Using her Mach Rush, Marie burst forwards and ran towards Morgan, tackling her out of the way of the Ogris rockets mere moments before they impacted, with the both of them landing several metres nearby as they had just avoided a sudden death. "I will not allow teammates to die." Marie said, holstering her Fang daggers and pulling out her Akzani dual pistols. She quickly aimed towards the Grineer, and opened fire, hoping that the spray of bullets would distract the Grineer long enough for Morgan to attack as well.

[Morgan - Beta]

She had to be grateful for the fact that the Gauss was faster than they seemed. Morgan shook her head and flipped onto her feet and proceeded to stare at the Grineer she despised quite badly.

And then came something quite extraordinary from her mouth.

"Mongrels! Slaves! Failures and Embarrassments! That's all the Grineer are to their decaying queens! Oh I'm sorry, You lost one didn't you?! You're bloody welcome!" came perfect Grintok from the Prime's speakers, altered slightly to mask her voice whilst she taunted the Grineer before she leapt into the air with a bullet jump, pulled out her Exalted blade and started to produce that blinding light that all Excaliburs were known for, A beacon of war, a weapon against their enemies and the blade to silence them.
 

Evidently, Morgan REALLY hates the Grineer.

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3 hours ago, Drakeardian said:

She had to be grateful for the fact that the Gauss was faster than they seemed. Morgan shook her head and flipped onto her feet and proceeded to stare at the Grineer she despised quite badly.

And then came something quite extraordinary from her mouth.

"Mongrels! Slaves! Failures and Embarrassments! That's all the Grineer are!" came perfect Grintok from the Prime's speakers, altered slightly to mask her voice whilst she taunted the Grineer before she leapt into the air with a bullet jump, pulled out her Exalted blade and started to produce that blinding light that all Excaliburs were known for, A beacon of war, a weapon against their enemies and the blade to silence them.
 

Evidently, Morgan REALLY hates the Grineer.

[Volt-Edge - Beta Squad]

Volt zips by Morgan as he quickly switches to his Twin Krohkur and performs a spinning ankle slash on a group of the oncoming horde.

"Oh...  Methinks I smell roasted Grineer," he teases her as he slides by.

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On 2019-09-27 at 3:51 AM, DaMadReaper said:

5

Alpha

That night, the sky saw new constellations created and destroyed, formed of ammunition that flew at speeds that would have made sound blush in embarrassment. Shots of plasma from the Gox smeared themselves against the surface of the Lanterns' shields, the damage seemingly never enough to put a dent in the defences of the fighters, always just one step short. Nevertheless, the oddly box-shaped ship continued to evade, playing a dangerous game of keep-away with itself as the ball.

Like the graceful dance of a ballerina, Vanda shifts through the patterned explosions, barely leaving Zero more than a few inches as he clears the fire, countering with missiles of his own, watching them be reduced to just another set of lights, with the few that land seeming to have done little but provoke the blue hexagons of the shielding to pop up. This changes very quickly as the Velocitus comes out. Railgun slugs slam into the shields, forcing them to fizzle out, providing what is at best a second's opening before they're back up.

It was clear that they would need a plan.

Circling the battlefield, Lucas's scans don't reveal much in the way of new information. The Lanterns were quite heavily shielded, combat-ready, and now, aware of the Deliverance's existence. Immediately upon noticing the scans, three of the ships broke ranks, changing targets from the annoyingly maneuverable Archwing to the much larger, much easier target. Within a few seconds, their incessant rain of hellfire had begun again, sending explosions rocking through the inky blackness once more.

Elsewhere, a behemoth awakens from its slumber. As Vanda continues pelting the persistent hunters on its tail with round after round. Three Lanterns had decided that he would not leave the system alive that night. Five Lanterns were working in tandem to try and force the dancer into a corner he couldn't escape from. An instant later, three had become two, one Lantern having transformed into exploded space debris, so fast that its companions had barely even registered its absence, maintaining their respective courses.

 Beta

Beta Squad burst into the airlock with a level of style unexpected of even the Tenno, half of the members slipping into the open airlock with nary a care, Archwings abandoned well before they would be forced to, and their weapons already drawn. This was why it was so much more disappointing when, upon opening the door of the airlock, they would come face to face with the business end of more than one Ogris. An instant later, the trio of explosive weapons fired their shots, giving the present half of the squad mere moments to dodge before they would become a fine paste against the clean, plastic walls of the Half-Light. Perhaps, if they were quick enough, they would be able to spot the easy half-dozen of Lancers and Butchers observing the spectacle from a safe distance, cheering. 

That would soon change. The Tenno were not known to be the most genial of people.

[Alpha squad - Lucas Edwards]

"Warning - incoming hostiles. Defenses online"

As the pair of lanterns approached, the turrets aboard the Deliverance opened fire. Streams of tracer fire spewed across the black, each pair of guns following a specified target. Intermitently, the tracer fire would be joined by the streaks of relatavistic tungsten, the Velocitus turrrets firing off at manually selected targets as Lucas evaded as much fire as he could.

Knowing that he'd be out-maenouvred in a heartbeat if he stays out in the open, he cranked the vessel over to a nearby debris field, hoping to narrow their attack options and funnel them into fire arcs. As he went, he released chaff in a hope to distract any targeting systems the ships might have, the slivers of metal dispersing in an effort to overwhelm their scanners and targeting computers.

Lucas decided to open up the comms, stating his current predicament.

"Deliverance to Alpha, I'm trailed by two hostiles. Heading into a nearby debris cloud. Shields steady for now. Gonna attempt to narrow down their attack options via limiting their agility. Standby for possible need of assistance."

As he finished, the Deliverance reached the edge of the debris field, and Lucas began to put the corvette through it's paces, weaving the vessel throuhg the maze of asteroids, ship fragments and discarded materials in an effort to limit his exposure to enemy fire. All the while, his turrets keps working away, spraying fire in all directions as the fighters attemted to approach for attack runs.

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Only 2 Lanterns trailing, my bad...

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24 minutes ago, Locky122 said:

[Alpha squad - Lucas Edwards]

"Warning - incoming hostiles. Defenses online"

As the trio of lanterns approached, the turrets aboard the Deliverance opened fire. Streams of tracer fire spewed across the black, each pair of guns following a specified target. Intermitently, the tracer fire would be joined by the streaks of relatavistic tungsten, the Velocitus turrrets firing off at manually selected targets as Lucas evaded as much fire as he could.

Knowing that he'd be out-maenouvred in a heartbeat if he stays out in the open, he cranked the vessel over to a nearby debris field, hoping to narrow their attack options and funnel them into fire arcs. As he went, he released chaff in a hope to distract any targeting systems the ships might have, the slivers of metal dispersing in an effort to overwhelm their scanners and targeting computers.

Lucas decided to open up the comms, stating his current predicament.

"Deliverance to Alpha, I'm trailed by three hostiles. Heading into a nearby debris cloud. Shields steady for now. Gonna attempt to narrow down their attack options via limiting their agility. Standby for possible need of assistance."

As he finished, the Deliverance reached the edge of the debris field, and Lucas began to put the corvette through it's paces, weaving the vessel throuhg the maze of asteroids, ship fragments and discarded materials in an effort to limit his exposure to enemy fire. All the while, his turrets keps working away, spraying fire in all directions as the fighters attemted to approach for attack runs.

Alpha

"Understood Garmr-1. Moving in to support." said Zero, performing a zero-g Immelmann Turn and firing up his thrusters to a full 20g of acceleration to chase the Lanterns pursuing the Deliverance. "Preparing a Velocitus shot, get ready to destroy the marked Lantern."

Relaying his targeting data to Lucas through the datalink, he charged up the oversized Velocitus and launched a veritable barrage of Seeking Swarm missiles and sent in his Fighter Escort drones to keep the Lantern ship's CIWS busy while he fired a Warhead missile disguised in the midst of the other missiles that he fired in the hopes that the big missile would get through and do some damage once the Velocitus shot breaks through the shield.

When the HUD notified him that the shot was ready, he squeezed the trigger and fired.

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On 2019-09-26 at 7:51 PM, DaMadReaper said:

5

Alpha

That night, the sky saw new constellations created and destroyed, formed of ammunition that flew at speeds that would have made sound blush in embarrassment. Shots of plasma from the Gox smeared themselves against the surface of the Lanterns' shields, the damage seemingly never enough to put a dent in the defences of the fighters, always just one step short. Nevertheless, the oddly box-shaped ship continued to evade, playing a dangerous game of keep-away with itself as the ball.

Like the graceful dance of a ballerina, Vanda shifts through the patterned explosions, barely leaving Zero more than a few inches as he clears the fire, countering with missiles of his own, watching them be reduced to just another set of lights, with the few that land seeming to have done little but provoke the blue hexagons of the shielding to pop up. This changes very quickly as the Velocitus comes out. Railgun slugs slam into the shields, forcing them to fizzle out, providing what is at best a second's opening before they're back up.

It was clear that they would need a plan.

Circling the battlefield, Lucas's scans don't reveal much in the way of new information. The Lanterns were quite heavily shielded, combat-ready, and now, aware of the Deliverance's existence. Immediately upon noticing the scans, three of the ships broke ranks, changing targets from the annoyingly maneuverable Archwing to the much larger, much easier target. Within a few seconds, their incessant rain of hellfire had begun again, sending explosions rocking through the inky blackness once more.

Elsewhere, a behemoth awakens from its slumber. As Vanda continues pelting the persistent hunters on its tail with round after round. Three Lanterns had decided that he would not leave the system alive that night. Five Lanterns were working in tandem to try and force the dancer into a corner he couldn't escape from. An instant later, three had become two, one Lantern having transformed into exploded space debris, so fast that its companions had barely even registered its absence, maintaining their respective courses.

 Beta

Beta Squad burst into the airlock with a level of style unexpected of even the Tenno, half of the members slipping into the open airlock with nary a care, Archwings abandoned well before they would be forced to, and their weapons already drawn. This was why it was so much more disappointing when, upon opening the door of the airlock, they would come face to face with the business end of more than one Ogris. An instant later, the trio of explosive weapons fired their shots, giving the present half of the squad mere moments to dodge before they would become a fine paste against the clean, plastic walls of the Half-Light. Perhaps, if they were quick enough, they would be able to spot the easy half-dozen of Lancers and Butchers observing the spectacle from a safe distance, cheering. 

That would soon change. The Tenno were not known to be the most genial of people.

 

"Persistent son of an infested tumor!"

Donovan would shout as he weaved and moved backwards within the inky black space around him, the lantern silently stalked the box ship as the simulated sound of exploding AA fire ringed in his helmet, the ship's computers still attempting to learn something more from the enemy fighter except it being an huge pain in it's anus.

The dance between the two ships would continue for a few more minutes, each unable to distract themselves from their adversary without meeting certain doom, but for the prince, this was not something that could last for much longer, the Lantern's fire was getting more and more accurate, fast explosions now being a little too close to be confortable as they continued, and in all of this, the seamingly endless wave of plasma didn't even break through the enemy shields.

It was at this point that by pure chance, the Box-ship caught sight of a flash, an eletromagnetically accelerated slug trailing through space until it hit one of the enemies, completely annihilating it, this gave an idea to the prince, without thinking, the symbiote started moving his hands through the various controls of the ship, bleeping sounds merging one another as the ship would suddenly come to a stop from it's backward race, a few of the AA bullets straying and exploding near it's hull during the risky manouver, then, without expectation, the box's thrusters would power up, various meters inside the cockpit screens now colored a bright, red color as the Gox moved at max speed toward the lantern instead of away from it, as it went, the stream of plasma wouldn't stop, now being accompanied by the laser cannon on top of the ship charging up before firing at a slow rhythim continues golden lasers toward it's target, but his manouver was not yet over...

...in fact, Donovan wasn't sure the lasers wouldn't just repeat the same effect of it's plasma bolts, but he wasn't willing to risk it, so in it's mad rush, one of the ship's Raknoid arms stopped holding the large plasma gun, and now being enclosed on something resembling a fist, he would approach the ship as the ship approached him, hoping that in case it's weapons did not work and it's enemy was so sure of himself to not move away from an approaching box of death, the Arca Sylo would be able to literaly superman punch the starfighter into scraps.

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6

Alpha

A great man had once likened larger scale battles to a beautiful play, unfolding in four acts. The annihilation of one fighter by the massive, previously hidden ship would then be classified as the play to end the first act, with the subsequent volley of missiles serving as the opening to the second act. Playing their parts with grace, the ships that had been tailing Vanda curled away from its path, turning to fire on the missiles that were currently chasing them. Dazzling explosions of light painted the blank canvas with blinding flashes of orange and yellow, before the ships turned to continue their original course, hunting down Vanda to the best of their abilities, firing volley after volley of shots that would no doubt deafen if there had been any sound in space.

It seemed, however, that their target had plans that ran contrary to the certain death the Lanterns seemed to be forcing onto him. While the Lanterns had been mindlessly chasing the oversized Archwing, Zero had been preparing. Having gathered enough information to gain a working idea of the enemy ships' shielding mechanisms, he had formulated a working plan that, if successful, would turn the tide of the battle. Even in the absolute silence, one could just imagine the hum of the railgun, charging up... before a veritable barrage was unloaded onto the targets chasing the Deliverance, creating a distraction at a crucial moment. The rest happened in an instant. A sudden crack as the shielding of one of the Lanterns fell away, before the hidden package within the cloud of missiles found its way home.

A second Lantern had fallen.

And then, the situation became complicated. The Deliverance had dove into a nearby debris field, breaking line of sight for moments at a time, causing serious confusion for what could now be assumed to be the rather simpleminded Lanterns, going far beyond just messing with their targetting. After only a few seconds of the largely obfuscated cat and mouse game, both remaining Lanterns would simply... stop chasing the ship. Instead, they would take the simplest path out of the debris field, one having changed its target back to Zero's prized possession, and the other making erratic, unusual motions as it soared through the inky black with no real target in mind, nor attempting to position itself in any immediately noticeable way, except for away from the Half-Light, though its reasoning was as unclear as its flight path.

Elsewhere in space, a madman was reversing his course, aimed directly at the enemy. Sick of the harrowing chase that it had been subjected to for several minutes now, choosing instead to face the danger head-on. Literally. Thrusters roared, systems pumping every last bit of energy they could spare to maximise the speed at which the ramming would occur. The Lantern never stood a chance. It hadn't even had enough time to change course before golden lasers pounded against its shields, bringing them to the absolute brink, paving the way for what would likely have gone down in history as the most confusing, sanity-warping maneuver in... zero gravity melee combat?

While still at maximum speed, the Gox cocked its enormous arm, throwing it forward with every last bit of power that could be packed into it, shattering through the shielding in an instant, only for the sheer velocity behind the action pushing to follow through, crumpling the ship into what was easily half of its beginning size. The sight was soon followed by a sharp explosion, marking the end of this Lantern's work.

Beta

Compared to Alpha Squad, Beta were having a leisurely picnic. Seeing the sights, smelling the flowers, dodging certain death by Bombard rockets, spouting profanity. Truly, a relaxing picnic. Immediately upon arrival, they had been introduced to the business end of a variety of Grineer weapons, the Gauss jacks a ridiculous amount of power into its legs, blasting past the rockets to save her teammate, in the process knocking the both of them down. A beat passes, before the Prime warframe would realise what exactly had occurred. Another beat, before the two are properly on their feet and ready to go. Before the third beat could occur, it begins.

A rain of AkZani fire cuts through the mass of enemies, filling several with bullet after bullet, a number already hitting the ground rather unceremoniously, soon to be followed by a bullet jump, whose signature thunk rang loud and clear. Though the stream of profanity that emerged from the mouth of the squad member did much to lower the tension of the scene, there was still something to be said for the sheer magnificence of an Exalted Blade at full power, bathing the room in its glory, and scorching the corneas of any stupid enough to be standing in its way. It was, however, a little known fact that even blind, the Grineer were trained to keep shooting. While this rather obscure teaching was rarely followed in the panicked states that followed these types of attacks, there was something to be said when the actions succeeded in achieving something.

In this case, they succeeded in quietening one rather mouthy Tenno, who had barged into the airlock with guns blazing, never taking even a moment to consider that some Grineer could actually be a threat to him. While the Twin Gremlins were a formidable weapon against the likes of Lancers or Commanders, the Bombards were known for being especially well-armored, and so, the bullets did little to stop Volt-Edge from receiving a rocket to the side, distracted by his own bravado. While, as a Tenno, this would mean little more than being slammed into the airlock behind him, it would still hurt.

With a clean hiss that one would sooner associate with Corpus-built designs, the airlock seals itself shut to any who would choose to enter or leave, forcing any already inside to face down the quickly thinning Grineer horde, and the only two real threats among them.

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On 2019-09-29 at 8:04 PM, DaMadReaper said:

6

Alpha

A great man had once likened larger scale battles to a beautiful play, unfolding in four acts. The annihilation of one fighter by the massive, previously hidden ship would then be classified as the play to end the first act, with the subsequent volley of missiles serving as the opening to the second act. Playing their parts with grace, the ships that had been tailing Vanda curled away from its path, turning to fire on the missiles that were currently chasing them. Dazzling explosions of light painted the blank canvas with blinding flashes of orange and yellow, before the ships turned to continue their original course, hunting down Vanda to the best of their abilities, firing volley after volley of shots that would no doubt deafen if there had been any sound in space.

It seemed, however, that their target had plans that ran contrary to the certain death the Lanterns seemed to be forcing onto him. While the Lanterns had been mindlessly chasing the oversized Archwing, Zero had been preparing. Having gathered enough information to gain a working idea of the enemy ships' shielding mechanisms, he had formulated a working plan that, if successful, would turn the tide of the battle. Even in the absolute silence, one could just imagine the hum of the railgun, charging up... before a veritable barrage was unloaded onto the targets chasing the Deliverance, creating a distraction at a crucial moment. The rest happened in an instant. A sudden crack as the shielding of one of the Lanterns fell away, before the hidden package within the cloud of missiles found its way home.

A second Lantern had fallen.

And then, the situation became complicated. The Deliverance had dove into a nearby debris field, breaking line of sight for moments at a time, causing serious confusion for what could now be assumed to be the rather simpleminded Lanterns, going far beyond just messing with their targetting. After only a few seconds of the largely obfuscated cat and mouse game, both remaining Lanterns would simply... stop chasing the ship. Instead, they would take the simplest path out of the debris field, one having changed its target back to Zero's prized possession, and the other making erratic, unusual motions as it soared through the inky black with no real target in mind, nor attempting to position itself in any immediately noticeable way, except for away from the Half-Light, though its reasoning was as unclear as its flight path.

Elsewhere in space, a madman was reversing his course, aimed directly at the enemy. Sick of the harrowing chase that it had been subjected to for several minutes now, choosing instead to face the danger head-on. Literally. Thrusters roared, systems pumping every last bit of energy they could spare to maximise the speed at which the ramming would occur. The Lantern never stood a chance. It hadn't even had enough time to change course before golden lasers pounded against its shields, bringing them to the absolute brink, paving the way for what would likely have gone down in history as the most confusing, sanity-warping maneuver in... zero gravity melee combat?

While still at maximum speed, the Gox cocked its enormous arm, throwing it forward with every last bit of power that could be packed into it, shattering through the shielding in an instant, only for the sheer velocity behind the action pushing to follow through, crumpling the ship into what was easily half of its beginning size. The sight was soon followed by a sharp explosion, marking the end of this Lantern's work.

Beta

Compared to Alpha Squad, Beta were having a leisurely picnic. Seeing the sights, smelling the flowers, dodging certain death by Bombard rockets, spouting profanity. Truly, a relaxing picnic. Immediately upon arrival, they had been introduced to the business end of a variety of Grineer weapons, the Gauss jacks a ridiculous amount of power into its legs, blasting past the rockets to save her teammate, in the process knocking the both of them down. A beat passes, before the Prime warframe would realise what exactly had occurred. Another beat, before the two are properly on their feet and ready to go. Before the third beat could occur, it begins.

A rain of AkZani fire cuts through the mass of enemies, filling several with bullet after bullet, a number already hitting the ground rather unceremoniously, soon to be followed by a bullet jump, whose signature thunk rang loud and clear. Though the stream of profanity that emerged from the mouth of the squad member did much to lower the tension of the scene, there was still something to be said for the sheer magnificence of an Exalted Blade at full power, bathing the room in its glory, and scorching the corneas of any stupid enough to be standing in its way. It was, however, a little known fact that even blind, the Grineer were trained to keep shooting. While this rather obscure teaching was rarely followed in the panicked states that followed these types of attacks, there was something to be said when the actions succeeded in achieving something.

In this case, they succeeded in quietening one rather mouthy Tenno, who had barged into the airlock with guns blazing, never taking even a moment to consider that some Grineer could actually be a threat to him. While the Twin Gremlins were a formidable weapon against the likes of Lancers or Commanders, the Bombards were known for being especially well-armored, and so, the bullets did little to stop Volt-Edge from receiving a rocket to the side, distracted by his own bravado. While, as a Tenno, this would mean little more than being slammed into the airlock behind him, it would still hurt.

With a clean hiss that one would sooner associate with Corpus-built designs, the airlock seals itself shut to any who would choose to enter or leave, forcing any already inside to face down the quickly thinning Grineer horde, and the only two real threats among them.

{Naradin-Beta}
 

Naradin thumped to the floor, late to the party. He quickly surveyed the area, seeing the mass of grineer. He quickly drew his Lenz.

 

ready.

He took an arrow from his quiver, and nocked it on his Lenz

aim.

He positioned himself for the best shot.

fire. 

He released the arrow, letting it rocket towards the enemy.

Edited by (PS4)Razor9045

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18 hours ago, DaMadReaper said:

Beta

Compared to Alpha Squad, Beta were having a leisurely picnic. Seeing the sights, smelling the flowers, dodging certain death by Bombard rockets, spouting profanity. Truly, a relaxing picnic. Immediately upon arrival, they had been introduced to the business end of a variety of Grineer weapons, the Gauss jacks a ridiculous amount of power into its legs, blasting past the rockets to save her teammate, in the process knocking the both of them down. A beat passes, before the Prime warframe would realise what exactly had occurred. Another beat, before the two are properly on their feet and ready to go. Before the third beat could occur, it begins.

A rain of AkZani fire cuts through the mass of enemies, filling several with bullet after bullet, a number already hitting the ground rather unceremoniously, soon to be followed by a bullet jump, whose signature thunk rang loud and clear. Though the stream of profanity that emerged from the mouth of the squad member did much to lower the tension of the scene, there was still something to be said for the sheer magnificence of an Exalted Blade at full power, bathing the room in its glory, and scorching the corneas of any stupid enough to be standing in its way. It was, however, a little known fact that even blind, the Grineer were trained to keep shooting. While this rather obscure teaching was rarely followed in the panicked states that followed these types of attacks, there was something to be said when the actions succeeded in achieving something.

In this case, they succeeded in quietening one rather mouthy Tenno, who had barged into the airlock with guns blazing, never taking even a moment to consider that some Grineer could actually be a threat to him. While the Twin Gremlins were a formidable weapon against the likes of Lancers or Commanders, the Bombards were known for being especially well-armored, and so, the bullets did little to stop Volt-Edge from receiving a rocket to the side, distracted by his own bravado. While, as a Tenno, this would mean little more than being slammed into the airlock behind him, it would still hurt.

With a clean hiss that one would sooner associate with Corpus-built designs, the airlock seals itself shut to any who would choose to enter or leave, forcing any already inside to face down the quickly thinning Grineer horde, and the only two real threats among them.

[Morgan - Beta]

Running headlong into fire was often the work of a Rhino or a more tankier warframe user than an Ash Prime, the gunfire of the taunted Grineer had made Morgan act quickly as she proceeded to draw her Nikana blade to block some of those bullets she couldn't dodge until she landed behind two Grineer Lancers, swinging her blade to take their legs out from under them then pulled her Pandero out to fire a couple of rounds towards the Bombards, aiming the revolver loaded with Armour piercing rounds for the bombard's masked heads then turning her attention to the rest of the Grineer firing blindly around them. 

The encrypted comms of the Tenno and Naradin lit up like wildfire "Watch your flanks!" yelled the Prime as she used one of the fallen lancers as a shield, stabbing them with her sword and raising them to protect herself from the gunfire whilst she reloaded and returned fire. At least the Grineer shield would defend her from the eventual explosion the Lenz arrow would inevitably produce.

Edited by Drakeardian

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18 hours ago, DaMadReaper said:

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Alpha

A great man had once likened larger scale battles to a beautiful play, unfolding in four acts. The annihilation of one fighter by the massive, previously hidden ship would then be classified as the play to end the first act, with the subsequent volley of missiles serving as the opening to the second act. Playing their parts with grace, the ships that had been tailing Vanda curled away from its path, turning to fire on the missiles that were currently chasing them. Dazzling explosions of light painted the blank canvas with blinding flashes of orange and yellow, before the ships turned to continue their original course, hunting down Vanda to the best of their abilities, firing volley after volley of shots that would no doubt deafen if there had been any sound in space.

It seemed, however, that their target had plans that ran contrary to the certain death the Lanterns seemed to be forcing onto him. While the Lanterns had been mindlessly chasing the oversized Archwing, Zero had been preparing. Having gathered enough information to gain a working idea of the enemy ships' shielding mechanisms, he had formulated a working plan that, if successful, would turn the tide of the battle. Even in the absolute silence, one could just imagine the hum of the railgun, charging up... before a veritable barrage was unloaded onto the targets chasing the Deliverance, creating a distraction at a crucial moment. The rest happened in an instant. A sudden crack as the shielding of one of the Lanterns fell away, before the hidden package within the cloud of missiles found its way home.

A second Lantern had fallen.

And then, the situation became complicated. The Deliverance had dove into a nearby debris field, breaking line of sight for moments at a time, causing serious confusion for what could now be assumed to be the rather simpleminded Lanterns, going far beyond just messing with their targetting. After only a few seconds of the largely obfuscated cat and mouse game, both remaining Lanterns would simply... stop chasing the ship. Instead, they would take the simplest path out of the debris field, one having changed its target back to Zero's prized possession, and the other making erratic, unusual motions as it soared through the inky black with no real target in mind, nor attempting to position itself in any immediately noticeable way, except for away from the Half-Light, though its reasoning was as unclear as its flight path.

Elsewhere in space, a madman was reversing his course, aimed directly at the enemy. Sick of the harrowing chase that it had been subjected to for several minutes now, choosing instead to face the danger head-on. Literally. Thrusters roared, systems pumping every last bit of energy they could spare to maximise the speed at which the ramming would occur. The Lantern never stood a chance. It hadn't even had enough time to change course before golden lasers pounded against its shields, bringing them to the absolute brink, paving the way for what would likely have gone down in history as the most confusing, sanity-warping maneuver in... zero gravity melee combat?

While still at maximum speed, the Gox cocked its enormous arm, throwing it forward with every last bit of power that could be packed into it, shattering through the shielding in an instant, only for the sheer velocity behind the action pushing to follow through, crumpling the ship into what was easily half of its beginning size. The sight was soon followed by a sharp explosion, marking the end of this Lantern's work.

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.

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Alpha

A great man had once likened larger scale battles to a beautiful play, unfolding in four acts. The annihilation of one fighter by the massive, previously hidden ship would then be classified as the play to end the first act, with the subsequent volley of missiles serving as the opening to the second act. Playing their parts with grace, the ships that had been tailing Vanda curled away from its path, turning to fire on the missiles that were currently chasing them. Dazzling explosions of light painted the blank canvas with blinding flashes of orange and yellow, before the ships turned to continue their original course, hunting down Vanda to the best of their abilities, firing volley after volley of shots that would no doubt deafen if there had been any sound in space.

It seemed, however, that their target had plans that ran contrary to the certain death the Lanterns seemed to be forcing onto him. While the Lanterns had been mindlessly chasing the oversized Archwing, Zero had been preparing. Having gathered enough information to gain a working idea of the enemy ships' shielding mechanisms, he had formulated a working plan that, if successful, would turn the tide of the battle. Even in the absolute silence, one could just imagine the hum of the railgun, charging up... before a veritable barrage was unloaded onto the targets chasing the Deliverance, creating a distraction at a crucial moment. The rest happened in an instant. A sudden crack as the shielding of one of the Lanterns fell away, before the hidden package within the cloud of missiles found its way home.

A second Lantern had fallen.

And then, the situation became complicated. The Deliverance had dove into a nearby debris field, breaking line of sight for moments at a time, causing serious confusion for what could now be assumed to be the rather simpleminded Lanterns, going far beyond just messing with their targetting. After only a few seconds of the largely obfuscated cat and mouse game, both remaining Lanterns would simply... stop chasing the ship. Instead, they would take the simplest path out of the debris field, one having changed its target back to Zero's prized possession, and the other making erratic, unusual motions as it soared through the inky black with no real target in mind, nor attempting to position itself in any immediately noticeable way, except for away from the Half-Light, though its reasoning was as unclear as its flight path.

Elsewhere in space, a madman was reversing his course, aimed directly at the enemy. Sick of the harrowing chase that it had been subjected to for several minutes now, choosing instead to face the danger head-on. Literally. Thrusters roared, systems pumping every last bit of energy they could spare to maximise the speed at which the ramming would occur. The Lantern never stood a chance. It hadn't even had enough time to change course before golden lasers pounded against its shields, bringing them to the absolute brink, paving the way for what would likely have gone down in history as the most confusing, sanity-warping maneuver in... zero gravity melee combat?

While still at maximum speed, the Gox cocked its enormous arm, throwing it forward with every last bit of power that could be packed into it, shattering through the shielding in an instant, only for the sheer velocity behind the action pushing to follow through, crumpling the ship into what was easily half of its beginning size. The sight was soon followed by a sharp explosion, marking the end of this Lantern's work.

 

Alpha

 

With the Lantern that he shot at being destroyed instead of simply being damaged by the Warhead missile, Zero was surprised at the ease with which a Lantern could be dispatched. They were all CIWS and no real means of attack from a range beyond accurate targeting with the rapid-firing anti-air barrage.

"Garmr-2 to all units. The enemy, designated Lanterns, are fragile. If you have something that can hit it while it's fast-recharge shields are down, you can destroy it." said Zero using a text-to-speech program as he had transmitted his thoughts into text while he concentrated on maneuvers that would make it hard for him to speak clearly without grunting and interrupting himself.

As he closed in on the ones that were engaging Lucas, Zero sent a quick message telling him that he was charging a Velocitus shot for one of the Lanterns that would bring down its shield and that he needs to send targeting data to him in order to coordinate the attack to destroy the Lantern that he's chosen.

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On 2019-09-29 at 2:04 PM, DaMadReaper said:

Beta

 

In this case, they succeeded in quietening one rather mouthy Tenno, who had barged into the airlock with guns blazing, never taking even a moment to consider that some Grineer could actually be a threat to him. While the Twin Gremlins were a formidable weapon against the likes of Lancers or Commanders, the Bombards were known for being especially well-armored, and so, the bullets did little to stop Volt-Edge from receiving a rocket to the side, distracted by his own bravado. While, as a Tenno, this would mean little more than being slammed into the airlock behind him, it would still hurt.

With a clean hiss that one would sooner associate with Corpus-built designs, the airlock seals itself shut to any who would choose to enter or leave, forcing any already inside to face down the quickly thinning Grineer horde, and the only two real threats among them.

"Oh ho ho," Volt-Edge sarcastically laughs as he takes the hit, his Arcane Grace kicking upon impact.  "So THAT'S how it gonna be, eh?" he says as he turns to the Bombard who was stupid enough to mess with the likes of him.

"Looks like it's time to turn the tables..." he says with a devious look.  He quickly throws his corrosive shuriken at the oncoming Bombards and sends his clones in to finish off what remains of their health while shooting them and the other oncoming Grineer with his Prisma Gremlins.

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On 2019-09-30 at 11:26 PM, MetroFallout said:

Alpha

 

With the Lantern that he shot at being destroyed instead of simply being damaged by the Warhead missile, Zero was surprised at the ease with which a Lantern could be dispatched. They were all CIWS and no real means of attack from a range beyond accurate targeting with the rapid-firing anti-air barrage.

"Garmr-2 to all units. The enemy, designated Lanterns, are fragile. If you have something that can hit it while it's fast-recharge shields are down, you can destroy it." said Zero using a text-to-speech program as he had transmitted his thoughts into text while he concentrated on maneuvers that would make it hard for him to speak clearly without grunting and interrupting himself.

As he closed in on the ones that were engaging Lucas, Zero sent a quick message telling him that he was charging a Velocitus shot for one of the Lanterns that would bring down its shield and that he needs to send targeting data to him in order to coordinate the attack to destroy the Lantern that he's chosen.

[Alpha Squad - Lucas Edwards]

Lucas was already putting together a plan to exploit this anyway, having quickly realised that the fighters could not only be confused with little more than diving into a debris field, but two consecutive shots from a railgun within a short amount of time was plenty enough to down them in one go.

And Lucas decided that he'd implament that knowledge immediately.

Charging up his main railguns, he turned the Deliverance to face the position of one of the lanterns, coincednetally the one designated by zero only moments before he attacked.

With the twin railguns set to fire off in a staggered configuration, theoretically allowing one round to hit mere moments before the second one impacts, lucas engaged his lateral thrusters, strafing the vessel until he popped into an opening for a brief moment of time. With Celeste already calculating the position, and with zero's targeting data confirming the location, Lucas pulled the trigger as soon as his nose appeared from behind the asteroid. The railguns, just by sheer virtue of size, were roughly twice as powerful as the ones housed on the Vanada, maybe even a bit more than that with a bit of power tweaking. The recoil sent vibrations through the whole craft, and a pair of white-hot streaks of relativistic tugnsten hurtled their way towards the target. After the shot was let off, Lucas continued to strafe until the Deliverance ducked behind another hunk of space junk, waiting for the rounds to impact and, hopefully, see that lantern turn into a smoldering puddle of it's own wreckage...

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On 2019-09-28 at 11:04 PM, Drakeardian said:

[Morgan - Beta]

She had to be grateful for the fact that the Gauss was faster than they seemed. Morgan shook her head and flipped onto her feet and proceeded to stare at the Grineer she despised quite badly.

And then came something quite extraordinary from her mouth.

"Mongrels! Slaves! Failures and Embarrassments! That's all the Grineer are to their decaying queens! Oh I'm sorry, You lost one didn't you?! You're bloody welcome!" came perfect Grintok from the Prime's speakers, altered slightly to mask her voice whilst she taunted the Grineer before she leapt into the air with a bullet jump, pulled out her Exalted blade and started to produce that blinding light that all Excaliburs were known for, A beacon of war, a weapon against their enemies and the blade to silence them.
 

Evidently, Morgan REALLY hates the Grineer.

On 2019-09-30 at 4:04 AM, DaMadReaper said:

Beta

Compared to Alpha Squad, Beta were having a leisurely picnic. Seeing the sights, smelling the flowers, dodging certain death by Bombard rockets, spouting profanity. Truly, a relaxing picnic. Immediately upon arrival, they had been introduced to the business end of a variety of Grineer weapons, the Gauss jacks a ridiculous amount of power into its legs, blasting past the rockets to save her teammate, in the process knocking the both of them down. A beat passes, before the Prime warframe would realise what exactly had occurred. Another beat, before the two are properly on their feet and ready to go. Before the third beat could occur, it begins.

A rain of AkZani fire cuts through the mass of enemies, filling several with bullet after bullet, a number already hitting the ground rather unceremoniously, soon to be followed by a bullet jump, whose signature thunk rang loud and clear. Though the stream of profanity that emerged from the mouth of the squad member did much to lower the tension of the scene, there was still something to be said for the sheer magnificence of an Exalted Blade at full power, bathing the room in its glory, and scorching the corneas of any stupid enough to be standing in its way. It was, however, a little known fact that even blind, the Grineer were trained to keep shooting. While this rather obscure teaching was rarely followed in the panicked states that followed these types of attacks, there was something to be said when the actions succeeded in achieving something.

In this case, they succeeded in quietening one rather mouthy Tenno, who had barged into the airlock with guns blazing, never taking even a moment to consider that some Grineer could actually be a threat to him. While the Twin Gremlins were a formidable weapon against the likes of Lancers or Commanders, the Bombards were known for being especially well-armored, and so, the bullets did little to stop Volt-Edge from receiving a rocket to the side, distracted by his own bravado. While, as a Tenno, this would mean little more than being slammed into the airlock behind him, it would still hurt.

With a clean hiss that one would sooner associate with Corpus-built designs, the airlock seals itself shut to any who would choose to enter or leave, forcing any already inside to face down the quickly thinning Grineer horde, and the only two real threats among them.

On 2019-09-30 at 4:36 AM, (PS4)Razor9045 said:

Naradin thumped to the floor, late to the party. He quickly surveyed the area, seeing the mass of grineer. He quickly drew his Lenz.

 

ready.

He took an arrow from his quiver, and nocked it on his Lenz

aim.

He positioned himself for the best shot.

fire. 

He released the arrow, letting it rocket towards the enemy.

On 2019-09-30 at 10:42 PM, Drakeardian said:

[Morgan - Beta]

Running headlong into fire was often the work of a Rhino or a more tankier warframe user than an Ash Prime, the gunfire of the taunted Grineer had made Morgan act quickly as she proceeded to draw her Nikana blade to block some of those bullets she couldn't dodge until she landed behind two Grineer Lancers, swinging her blade to take their legs out from under them then pulled her Pandero out to fire a couple of rounds towards the Bombards, aiming the revolver loaded with Armour piercing rounds for the bombard's masked heads then turning her attention to the rest of the Grineer firing blindly around them. 

The encrypted comms of the Tenno and Naradin lit up like wildfire "Watch your flanks!" yelled the Prime as she used one of the fallen lancers as a shield, stabbing them with her sword and raising them to protect herself from the gunfire whilst she reloaded and returned fire. At least the Grineer shield would defend her from the eventual explosion the Lenz arrow would inevitably produce.

 

[Marie - Beta Team]

Morgan seems to be quite emotional. Will that impact her performance in the mission? Marie thought as she took cover behind a corner to avoid the Grineer's bullets. I cannot stay behind here for long, the others would require support. She thought. Activating her Kinetic Plating and holding her Akzani pistols tightly, Marie ran out of cover, opening fire towards the nearby Grineer with her pistols and specifically aiming towards the ones who were going after Morgan. With her Kinetic Plating absorbing a portion of the damage from the Grineer's bullets, Marie was able to remain in the battlefield for a longer period of time despite the fact that Gauss' were not known for their durability.

She then noticed Naradin fire a Lenz arrow, and Marie got ready. She slammed her foot into the ground, activating Thermal Sunder and releasing a wave of immense freezing cold onto nearby Grineer. Marie hoped that this cold would slow down their movements and perhaps stop them from escaping the impact area of where Naradin's Lenz arrow would land. Just before the Lenz arrow impacted, Marie used Mach Rush to launch herself forwards and land behind Morgan, now also protected from the Lenz arrow by the Grineer shield which Morgan was holding.

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[Marie - Beta Team]

Morgan seems to be quite emotional. Will that impact her performance in the mission? Marie thought as she took cover behind a corner to avoid the Grineer's bullets. I cannot stay behind here for long, the others would require support. She thought. Activating her Kinetic Plating and holding her Akzani pistols tightly, Marie ran out of cover, opening fire towards the nearby Grineer with her pistols and specifically aiming towards the ones who were going after Morgan. With her Kinetic Plating absorbing a portion of the damage from the Grineer's bullets, Marie was able to remain in the battlefield for a longer period of time despite the fact that Gauss' were not known for their durability.

She then noticed Naradin fire a Lenz arrow, and Marie got ready. She slammed her foot into the ground, activating Thermal Sunder and releasing a wave of immense freezing cold onto nearby Grineer. Marie hoped that this cold would slow down their movements and perhaps stop them from escaping the impact area of where Naradin's Lenz arrow would land. Just before the Lenz arrow impacted, Marie used Mach Rush to launch herself forwards and land behind Morgan, now also protected from the Lenz arrow by the Grineer shield which Morgan was holding.

Volt JUST noticed the Lenz Naradin was carrying, and realised the effects of the explosion could make a mess of HIM, and the Grineer.

"INCOMIIIING!!" he shouts as he ducks behind the trio.

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Alpha

Shot, after shot, after shot. Lances of crimson light, piercing shots of railguns, the cracking of the Lantern shields under the heavy threat. Within moments, the ships' behaviour had become... child-like. Simple. As if the one guiding them had shifted its attention to something else. Easy to predict patterns made them easy pickings for the ships that surrounded the airspace around the Half-Light, their shots converting the once elusive Lanterns into clouds of dust and debris, to be forgotten in the inky black void. However, a slight detail would likely stick out at this point, with the heat of the battle draining. Three ships had been destroyed in the first half of the battle. Another four had then fallen once their flight patterns had lost their complexity. Seven in total, of the original eight. 

It was likely now that the group would recall the rather questionable behaviour of one Lantern, that had been steadily moving itself away from the Half-Light while firing aimlessly into the dark. While the immediate threats had been focused on and brought down, that ship had disappeared... somewhere. The scanners hadn't shown anything notable in its general direction, so it likely had not escaped the area. Come to think of it, the scanners hadn't shown anything from that area. It was... conspicuous. A deadspot. Things that should have been detected hadn't come up either, as if something was actively blocking all signals...

Upon visual inspection, a simple fact would become very quickly apparent. The deadspot was not invisible, unlike the ones used by the Lanterns before their decloaking. If it had been, the stars behind it would have been visible, as opposed to the empty void that now stood there. It was not invisible, but a massive sphere of blackness, blotting out their signals, and even their vision, blending with the background at the edges, twice the size of a Lantern already and growing.

Beta

The bloodbath within the room had reached a fevered pitch as a single, inconspicuous arrow was fired, lodging itself onto an unsuspecting Lancer, who was quite obviously dead immediately. What came next was a flurry of action that many would call ridiculously fast, had they not been previously acquainted with the usual standards of the Tenno. Armor piercing bullets and shuriken ate through the thick plating of the standard Bombard uniforms, piercing flesh with ease as an oddly selective explosion of frost rendered all around them unable to move at more than a snail's pace. Clones flipped through the air, wristblades being forced deep into the eyesockets of the armored enemies in a perfectly coordinated dance of carnage, sending spurts of blood flying everywhere, accentuated by the repeated rattatat of the submachine guns filling the room with a hail of bullets that could put the most intense of rainstorms to shame.

It ended just as quickly as it began, with three Tenno running for cover, hoping to avoid death by friendly fire. The explosion is loud enough to force every ear in the surrounding area to ring with a fury that promised permanent issues somewhere down the line. Not that there were many left to experience such a thing. Bits and chunks of bloody red Grineer painted the formerly spotless surroundings, the new paint job already peeling off the walls, seemingly unable to stick. As for the Grineer shield the group had been holding, it seemed that he would no longer be able to enjoy the nutrient gruel that they had all taken for granted, what with his apparent lack of any abdominal structures. Frankly a blessing, were the reviews of its taste to be believed.

It was at this point that an incoming mental transmission would grab their attention, its urgency just the slightest bit worrying.

"Beta Squad, change of plans. Delta Squad has made contact with our good friend, Rak Ski'talla. You are to immediately make your way towards them and provide support. Hurry."

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Beta

The bloodbath within the room had reached a fevered pitch as a single, inconspicuous arrow was fired, lodging itself onto an unsuspecting Lancer, who was quite obviously dead immediately. What came next was a flurry of action that many would call ridiculously fast, had they not been previously acquainted with the usual standards of the Tenno. Armor piercing bullets and shuriken ate through the thick plating of the standard Bombard uniforms, piercing flesh with ease as an oddly selective explosion of frost rendered all around them unable to move at more than a snail's pace. Clones flipped through the air, wristblades being forced deep into the eyesockets of the armored enemies in a perfectly coordinated dance of carnage, sending spurts of blood flying everywhere, accentuated by the repeated rattatat of the submachine guns filling the room with a hail of bullets that could put the most intense of rainstorms to shame.

It ended just as quickly as it began, with three Tenno running for cover, hoping to avoid death by friendly fire. The explosion is loud enough to force every ear in the surrounding area to ring with a fury that promised permanent issues somewhere down the line. Not that there were many left to experience such a thing. Bits and chunks of bloody red Grineer painted the formerly spotless surroundings, the new paint job already peeling off the walls, seemingly unable to stick. As for the Grineer shield the group had been holding, it seemed that he would no longer be able to enjoy the nutrient gruel that they had all taken for granted, what with his apparent lack of any abdominal structures. Frankly a blessing, were the reviews of its taste to be believed.

It was at this point that an incoming mental transmission would grab their attention, its urgency just the slightest bit worrying.

"Beta Squad, change of plans. Delta Squad has made contact with our good friend, Rak Ski'talla. You are to immediately make your way towards them and provide support. Hurry."

The Chaos came and went just like a rainstorm.

Morgan lowered the bloodied corpse she used as a shield then frowned as she heard the transmission, she tossed the corpse from her sword then wiped the blood off her frame and flicked the blood off her blade "Copy that. On our way." she answered before she looked to her fellow Tenno and the human "What the hell have Delta done?!" she inquired as she sheathed her blade, reloaded her Pandero and presented her Soma Prime from it's holster. 
 

She looked over to her team then motioned for them to move out with a single motion with her hand as she proceeded to take her leave to where the big bad boss of the ship was.

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2 hours ago, Drakeardian said:

The Chaos came and went just like a rainstorm.

Morgan lowered the bloodied corpse she used as a shield then frowned as she heard the transmission, she tossed the corpse from her sword then wiped the blood off her frame and flicked the blood off her blade "Copy that. On our way." she answered before she looked to her fellow Tenno and the human "What the hell have Delta done?!" she inquired as she sheathed her blade, reloaded her Pandero and presented her Soma Prime from it's holster. 
 

She looked over to her team then motioned for them to move out with a single motion with her hand as she proceeded to take her leave to where the big bad boss of the ship was.

[Volt-Edge - Beta Squad]

"Beats me," he says with a shrug as he whips his Rubico Prime from over his shoulder.  "But whatever the case... I think it's time give him a big... warm... welcome," he says with a sinister tone as he readies it and follows beside her.

"Vigilis," he says aloud, forgetting he still had open mic enabled.

"Awaiting orders, Operator,"  says the deep, synthetic growl of his Cephalon.

"Let's change the mood of the scene, shall we?"

Aware of his thoughts, the A.I. adds the exact track of music on his mind.

"Now playing: Super Epic Badass Music Unnamed Due to Copyright Restrictions."

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"Ah, Vigilis, you've made my day!"

 

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[Volt-Edge - Beta Team]

"Alright," he says as he readies his comms.  "I'm contacting Delta now," he says as he taps a few holographic buttons on his forearm.

"Beta to Delta.  Beta to Delta.  Come in, Delta.  Over."

 

(Proceeding to copy post in the Gamma/Delta thread)

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On 2019-10-02 at 6:22 PM, DaMadReaper said:

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Alpha

Shot, after shot, after shot. Lances of crimson light, piercing shots of railguns, the cracking of the Lantern shields under the heavy threat. Within moments, the ships' behaviour had become... child-like. Simple. As if the one guiding them had shifted its attention to something else. Easy to predict patterns made them easy pickings for the ships that surrounded the airspace around the Half-Light, their shots converting the once elusive Lanterns into clouds of dust and debris, to be forgotten in the inky black void. However, a slight detail would likely stick out at this point, with the heat of the battle draining. Three ships had been destroyed in the first half of the battle. Another four had then fallen once their flight patterns had lost their complexity. Seven in total, of the original eight. 

It was likely now that the group would recall the rather questionable behaviour of one Lantern, that had been steadily moving itself away from the Half-Light while firing aimlessly into the dark. While the immediate threats had been focused on and brought down, that ship had disappeared... somewhere. The scanners hadn't shown anything notable in its general direction, so it likely had not escaped the area. Come to think of it, the scanners hadn't shown anything from that area. It was... conspicuous. A deadspot. Things that should have been detected hadn't come up either, as if something was actively blocking all signals...

Upon visual inspection, a simple fact would become very quickly apparent. The deadspot was not invisible, unlike the ones used by the Lanterns before their decloaking. If it had been, the stars behind it would have been visible, as opposed to the empty void that now stood there. It was not invisible, but a massive sphere of blackness, blotting out their signals, and even their vision, blending with the background at the edges, twice the size of a Lantern already and growing.

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.

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10 hours ago, Spikey844 said:

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.

In the moment that lucas' scanners showed that the targeted fighter had been completely obliterated by the incoming fire, the dead spot that was being created by the last remaining lantern emerged in the void. Lucas didn't know what it was, what was causing it, or how bad it would be, but he knew that it probably wasn't a good sign. 

Just as he was emerging from the debris field, his comms lit up with the transmission from Kassandra. Opening a channel back, he responded to the request. 

"This is the Deliverance. Good to hear we've got a few more hands on this, who knows how this is gonna pan out. What's your take on this dead spot? Because if I'm being honest, I've got 6 high yeild torpedoes with its name on them, ready to launch. I don't know what that'll accomplish, but it'd be better than sitting here twiddling out tjumbs while sh!t goes downhill"

While the transmission was going through, lucas maeneouvred the ship towards the Ghost Lance, eventually positioning the smaller ship on her left flank as they trundled towards the dead spot. 

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Alpha

Shot, after shot, after shot. Lances of crimson light, piercing shots of railguns, the cracking of the Lantern shields under the heavy threat. Within moments, the ships' behaviour had become... child-like. Simple. As if the one guiding them had shifted its attention to something else. Easy to predict patterns made them easy pickings for the ships that surrounded the airspace around the Half-Light, their shots converting the once elusive Lanterns into clouds of dust and debris, to be forgotten in the inky black void. However, a slight detail would likely stick out at this point, with the heat of the battle draining. Three ships had been destroyed in the first half of the battle. Another four had then fallen once their flight patterns had lost their complexity. Seven in total, of the original eight. 

It was likely now that the group would recall the rather questionable behaviour of one Lantern, that had been steadily moving itself away from the Half-Light while firing aimlessly into the dark. While the immediate threats had been focused on and brought down, that ship had disappeared... somewhere. The scanners hadn't shown anything notable in its general direction, so it likely had not escaped the area. Come to think of it, the scanners hadn't shown anything from that area. It was... conspicuous. A deadspot. Things that should have been detected hadn't come up either, as if something was actively blocking all signals...

Upon visual inspection, a simple fact would become very quickly apparent. The deadspot was not invisible, unlike the ones used by the Lanterns before their decloaking. If it had been, the stars behind it would have been visible, as opposed to the empty void that now stood there. It was not invisible, but a massive sphere of blackness, blotting out their signals, and even their vision, blending with the background at the edges, twice the size of a Lantern already and growing.

Alpha

“That... doesn't look good.” thought Zero as he slowed down for a brief moment to examine the growing black sphere, cycling through the various sensors that he had available to him.

“Garmr-1, this is Garmr-2. If we're firing at the deadspot, save your torpedos unless we're certain that they won't be jammed even with a proximity detonator. My missiles are a lot more disposable than your torpedoes.” said Zero over comms. “Ready to fire whenever.”

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Donovan hadn't been a man of words during this section, his ship design not giving him enough firepower to put the Lanterns in any real danger before ramming was discovered as effective, and in fact, most of the fight he had been... absent, too busy chasing a particularly insistent lantern within the void that surrounded the massive target they were supposed to get.

But as usual, absolutely nothing went to plan, as when the prince was finally able to remove the exploded wreckage of the Lantern from it's metal arm, the fight was altready over, if not for a single lantern, dashing away through space in erratic patterns, until it just... disappeared, but it's concentration on the ship was disturbed as radio messages started arriving through his comms.

as he listened to the back and forth chatter Don was once again concentrated on the growing black sphere while his ship rejoined the rest of the trio, now all of them grouped up and ready.

"This is the Arca Sylo, and i can only say that the more, the merrier Ghost Lance, but i don't think standing here, pointing our ship's radio stick's at it will provide any information, that thing is actively blocking out all signals, no radio, no void radiation, no movement, absolutely nothing".

Without even hailing a warning, the Prince stood still inside his cockpit, the sound of ancient orchestra's filling the cockpit as it's hands moved a couple of sliders, meanwhile, on the outside the Sylo's top laser cannon was charging up, golden sparks filling the rails and vents of the cannon before a large, golden beam would stab out toward the black hole in front of them... it worked before after all.

"We shot at a massive Dreadnought before and proceeded to fight what we can only assume was orokin tech, i guess we'll just have to try and stab at it once again..."

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On 2019-10-03 at 3:22 AM, DaMadReaper said:

Beta

The bloodbath within the room had reached a fevered pitch as a single, inconspicuous arrow was fired, lodging itself onto an unsuspecting Lancer, who was quite obviously dead immediately. What came next was a flurry of action that many would call ridiculously fast, had they not been previously acquainted with the usual standards of the Tenno. Armor piercing bullets and shuriken ate through the thick plating of the standard Bombard uniforms, piercing flesh with ease as an oddly selective explosion of frost rendered all around them unable to move at more than a snail's pace. Clones flipped through the air, wristblades being forced deep into the eyesockets of the armored enemies in a perfectly coordinated dance of carnage, sending spurts of blood flying everywhere, accentuated by the repeated rattatat of the submachine guns filling the room with a hail of bullets that could put the most intense of rainstorms to shame.

It ended just as quickly as it began, with three Tenno running for cover, hoping to avoid death by friendly fire. The explosion is loud enough to force every ear in the surrounding area to ring with a fury that promised permanent issues somewhere down the line. Not that there were many left to experience such a thing. Bits and chunks of bloody red Grineer painted the formerly spotless surroundings, the new paint job already peeling off the walls, seemingly unable to stick. As for the Grineer shield the group had been holding, it seemed that he would no longer be able to enjoy the nutrient gruel that they had all taken for granted, what with his apparent lack of any abdominal structures. Frankly a blessing, were the reviews of its taste to be believed.

It was at this point that an incoming mental transmission would grab their attention, its urgency just the slightest bit worrying.

"Beta Squad, change of plans. Delta Squad has made contact with our good friend, Rak Ski'talla. You are to immediately make your way towards them and provide support. Hurry."

On 2019-10-03 at 3:59 AM, Drakeardian said:

The Chaos came and went just like a rainstorm.

Morgan lowered the bloodied corpse she used as a shield then frowned as she heard the transmission, she tossed the corpse from her sword then wiped the blood off her frame and flicked the blood off her blade "Copy that. On our way." she answered before she looked to her fellow Tenno and the human "What the hell have Delta done?!" she inquired as she sheathed her blade, reloaded her Pandero and presented her Soma Prime from it's holster. 
 

She looked over to her team then motioned for them to move out with a single motion with her hand as she proceeded to take her leave to where the big bad boss of the ship was.

 

[Marie - Beta Team]

"It appears that Rak Ski'talla has other plans than falling into our trap." Marie responded, reloading her Akzani pistols. Unlike Morgan, who seemed to be very angered about the situation with Delta, Marie's voice was completely monotone as she didn't seem to panic about the change in mission. Whether this was due to Marie's rather emotionless past or her experience as a soldier, no one would know. She turned and followed Morgan, making sure that Naradin followed as they headed in the direction of where Delta Squad and Rak Ski'talla were.

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On 2019-10-02 at 7:22 PM, DaMadReaper said:

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Alpha

Shot, after shot, after shot. Lances of crimson light, piercing shots of railguns, the cracking of the Lantern shields under the heavy threat. Within moments, the ships' behaviour had become... child-like. Simple. As if the one guiding them had shifted its attention to something else. Easy to predict patterns made them easy pickings for the ships that surrounded the airspace around the Half-Light, their shots converting the once elusive Lanterns into clouds of dust and debris, to be forgotten in the inky black void. However, a slight detail would likely stick out at this point, with the heat of the battle draining. Three ships had been destroyed in the first half of the battle. Another four had then fallen once their flight patterns had lost their complexity. Seven in total, of the original eight. 

It was likely now that the group would recall the rather questionable behaviour of one Lantern, that had been steadily moving itself away from the Half-Light while firing aimlessly into the dark. While the immediate threats had been focused on and brought down, that ship had disappeared... somewhere. The scanners hadn't shown anything notable in its general direction, so it likely had not escaped the area. Come to think of it, the scanners hadn't shown anything from that area. It was... conspicuous. A deadspot. Things that should have been detected hadn't come up either, as if something was actively blocking all signals...

Upon visual inspection, a simple fact would become very quickly apparent. The deadspot was not invisible, unlike the ones used by the Lanterns before their decloaking. If it had been, the stars behind it would have been visible, as opposed to the empty void that now stood there. It was not invisible, but a massive sphere of blackness, blotting out their signals, and even their vision, blending with the background at the edges, twice the size of a Lantern already and growing.

Beta

The bloodbath within the room had reached a fevered pitch as a single, inconspicuous arrow was fired, lodging itself onto an unsuspecting Lancer, who was quite obviously dead immediately. What came next was a flurry of action that many would call ridiculously fast, had they not been previously acquainted with the usual standards of the Tenno. Armor piercing bullets and shuriken ate through the thick plating of the standard Bombard uniforms, piercing flesh with ease as an oddly selective explosion of frost rendered all around them unable to move at more than a snail's pace. Clones flipped through the air, wristblades being forced deep into the eyesockets of the armored enemies in a perfectly coordinated dance of carnage, sending spurts of blood flying everywhere, accentuated by the repeated rattatat of the submachine guns filling the room with a hail of bullets that could put the most intense of rainstorms to shame.

It ended just as quickly as it began, with three Tenno running for cover, hoping to avoid death by friendly fire. The explosion is loud enough to force every ear in the surrounding area to ring with a fury that promised permanent issues somewhere down the line. Not that there were many left to experience such a thing. Bits and chunks of bloody red Grineer painted the formerly spotless surroundings, the new paint job already peeling off the walls, seemingly unable to stick. As for the Grineer shield the group had been holding, it seemed that he would no longer be able to enjoy the nutrient gruel that they had all taken for granted, what with his apparent lack of any abdominal structures. Frankly a blessing, were the reviews of its taste to be believed.

It was at this point that an incoming mental transmission would grab their attention, its urgency just the slightest bit worrying.

"Beta Squad, change of plans. Delta Squad has made contact with our good friend, Rak Ski'talla. You are to immediately make your way towards them and provide support. Hurry."

The bloodbath was glorious. The viscera splatter on the wall attested to the power of the Lenz and the merciless attitude of a criminal. Naradin could not help but grin, tasting the sweet taste of vengeance. 

 

Naradin listened to the message. Finally Rak was found, although he questioned why would Delta Squad would make contact with the Grineer. 

 

51 minutes ago, Agent_Maine said:
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[Marie - Beta Team]

"It appears that Rak Ski'talla has other plans than falling into our trap." Marie responded, reloading her Akzani pistols. Unlike Morgan, who seemed to be very angered about the situation with Delta, Marie's voice was completely monotone as she didn't seem to panic about the change in mission. Whether this was due to Marie's rather emotionless past or her experience as a soldier, no one would know. She turned and followed Morgan, making sure that Naradin followed as they headed in the direction of where Delta Squad and Rak Ski'talla were.

 Naradin did not comment. He simply stowed his Lenz and drew his akvasto. Then he began sprinting, endeavoring to follow and keep up with the Tenno. 

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