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Post by Andrew C. Creed on Oct 1, 2018 18:04:17 GMT -5
Stone couldn’t see it, but Okata was grinning like a madman. He just single handedly completed the mission. Without any assistance. A low class Saiyan, little in power, and little to his name besides one feral child, just helped the Dominion creep ever closer to victory. If Stone wasn’t sitting right behind him the Saiyan would of started shouting in celebration. But he had to keep his cool and escape. Hopefully the fighters lacked tracking devices. Actually… “Stone, you seem good with tech. Mind checking to see if this thing has any trackers?” He said as he punched in the given coordinates for the meet up spot. Yama and Null were probably dead. Etohn was nowhere to be seen, hopefully he was alive. As the Imperial patrol vessel was sliced in half by Fridga, Okata made his move. Hopefully the wreckage would mask their sudden desertion. With a few button presses, the two launched into hyper speed and far away from Tech Tech. Okata leaned back with his hands behind his head, simply ecstatic. “Stone, you might of just won us the war. Thank you” The future looked bright. This would be one victory he would savor for the rest of his life. He couldn’t wait to tell his daughter about this Word Count: 212 BATTLE INFO - OkataDEFENSE PHASE.Atk 1: Miss Atk 2: Miss (Evade) OFFENSE PHASE.Bonus Action Evade PL: 18,650
HP: 15/15 | DEF: 110 | ATK:1d12 + 2
Van @null Etohn Lute
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2018 20:01:48 GMT -5
It was a spectacular explosion.
A valiant pair of fists were thrust into the air high above his head.
"About damn time! At least something went right." He wore a grin that split his face from ear to ear. A bitter chuckle escaped him as he angled his star-fighter away from the melee, turning the nose of his space vehicle toward the void of distant space.
There was no point in sticking around to see the aftermath of his shit show. It was a done deal. Yama, the terrifying nightmare that he was, had decimated those war ships with frightening ease. Even now, Null doubted those war bots made a dent on his power armor, nor his pride. He was a prime example of a Saiyan warrior.
One Null would aspire to be like some day. Even he had to begrudgingly admit that.
Tapping a few buttons on his command console, Null patched himself into Yama's ear one last time.
"It's a shame we never got the chance to really know each other, huh, big man? I get the feeling you could have taught me a lot."
A strange sense of nostalgia swept over him. Exhaustion seeped into his pores, weighed his injured body down as if his limbs were being injected with lead. All Null wanted was to close his eyes and take a long, well deserved nap.
"If you're ever up for that drink, look me up. After this, I'm gonna take a long sabbatical. South City, on Earth, probably. They've got some damn fine cuisine... later, Yama."
He had no clue how to contact Okata, but he'd have expressed a similar sentiment. With Captain Etohn, too.
Without another word, his star-fighter engaged its hyperdrive. Null felt the familiar pull of g-forces on his being. Moments later, his ship blinked out of sight.
wc: 313 | total: 4,510
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Post by Van on Oct 2, 2018 0:41:38 GMT -5
Etohn Andrew C. Creed @null Lute
As the two remaining cruisers engaged their jumps out of the system, Yama stood on the hull of one of the scuttled ships. It was cracked open as if it had exploded from the inside, an empty and lifeless husk. Little sparks of electricity lit up the dark and heavily shadowed interior, almost resembling fireflies flitting away in the darkness. As the space within was lit up, Yama could see the bodies, frozen quite literally in terror. They floated freely now, some drifting away from the graveyard of ships, others just floating in place. There was an eerie calm to it all. Then his comm beeped and he could hear Null's voice once more. "It's a shame we never got the chance to really know each other, huh, big man? I get the feeling you could have taught me a lot." The corner of Yama's mouth pulled into a half-smirk. "If you're ever up for that drink, look me up. After this, I'm gonna take a long sabbatical. South City, on Earth, probably. They've got some damn fine cuisine... later, Yama."He opened his mouth as if to say something in reply, but then hesitated. Finally he spoke. "Try not to get into trouble over there, kid." With that said, his comm beeped again and the line went dead. Once again he was surrounded by an eerie silence. The only sound was the faint hum from his suit's engines and servos. That and his breathing. A pop-up on his HUD indicated he was low on air. His suit was never meant for prolonged exposure like this. Yama wrinkled his nose and then sucked in through his teeth. He pressed a button on his gauntlet and almost instantly a small corvette blinked into existence, dropping out of hyperspace right above him. It wasn't fancy, just a simple transport vessel. Along the side there was a lion symbol and the name "PARAGON" written next to it. The bay doors opened and he gently pushed off of the wreckage and floated up into it. Once the had closed, the little ship blasted back into hyperspace and once again the ship graveyard was quiet.
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