Post by Captain Appos on Mar 31, 2019 21:40:34 GMT -5
Five drones, each outfitted with lethal weaponry. Appos had tried non-lethal previously and found it lacking in any real challenge. That was to be expected, though, many of the Custodians lacked the combat prowess of MELON Troopers. Even some of their top operatives struggled in comparison, hence why many trained as scouts or snipers. Appos would flip over one of the drones, grasping it by the head mid air and swinging it against the wall. Another drone began to open fire, pelting him with Ki bolts. Most would simply end up bouncing off him as he summoned a barrier of Ki. It was a...strange sensation to use Ki in such a manner. MELON Troopers had Ki, but could not manipulate it in any meaningful way. Appos found himself breaking that standard during his death stand against Polaris. Perhaps it was the stress of the situation which caused these powers to manifest. Or maybe there was more to the story…
Appos would point a hand at the drone which opened fire, one of the Ki bolts managed to slip past his shield and carve a deep cut along his bare torso. It was already heavily scarred at this point, one more wouldn’t phase him. A small orb of Ki would burst forward, carving a hole through a vital portion of the Drone’s torso. As he would turn to face the remaining drones, the training session would suddenly end. A small female custodian entered with two MELON Troopers in tow, her insignia designating her as a Lieutenant as well. Appos crossed his arms as blood began to leak from his chest wound.
“I take it you have an important reason for stopping my practice session?” Appos would ask plainly as the custodian walked closer to him. She seemed nervous, he couldn’t blame her to be honest. Most Tuffles barely broke 5ft 2in, females were even shorter. Appos stood a towering 7ft, making her look like a child in comparison. She would clear her throat as she pulled up a PDA and read from it.
“You have a new assignment, sir. The Director has said he wants you to read over the briefing and report immediately to Medical”
Appos sighed, holding out a hand for the PDA. “I see he’s enlisted more people to do his dirty work for him. What’s your name?” Appos would ask as he looked over the PDA.
“I’m Lieutenant Bana. I’ve...um...I’ve been assigned to be your Intel operative…”
Appos would pause. “You’re being assigned to my squad as intel? Hm. Can’t say I was expecting a custodian to be joining”
“Yes, The Director said that you preferred working with the Mobile Elements, b-but I promise you won’t regret me joining!”
“Just call them MELON Troopers, kid. Quicker that way…” He’d state simply as he cycled through the PDA. Wait a second… An infiltration mission? Genetic modifica- A TAIL? The Director had asked him to do many things, but this was...insulting. Even thinking about this made him sick. Appos would close his eyes and sigh, rubbing a hand against his forehead. There was no point in arguing, but that didn’t make him hate it any less. He would look down at the tiny Tuffle and hand her back the PDA. “Will you be in the field for this assignment, or at Headquarters?”
Bana would shift a bit on her feet. “T-they want me to accompany you for the assignment…”
Appos put his arms on his hips. “Why?”
“Since Lemun Squad cannot accompany you given their...very notable appearance, they decided it would be best if I joined so you could have direct back up if the worst happens”
“Have you been on an infiltration mission before?”
“Uh...no”
“Have you been on a combat mission?”
“...No”
“Do you have combat training?”
“Er...not really…”
Wonderful, it would have been easier to just send him alone… No, wait, he knew what The Director was doing. Infiltration meant being cut off from the Continuum for large portions of time. He needs someone to keep tabs on him. The bastard thinks he might betray them. It was just insult after insult, wasn’t it? Appos would lean down and pat the Tuffle on the head as he walked out. She would let out a surprised squeak.
“Get some time in on the range. We will meet up at 1200 tomorrow in the briefing room”
“Uh, yes sir! Wait-! You’re still bleeding! And shirtless!”
Appos shrugged before turning his head slightly, placing his hands behind his head. “Wounds heal and my shirt got destroyed in the first practice round. Shooting range, now”
Appos would sit back on the examination chair, waiting for the gene therapy to begin. According to the Doctor it wouldn’t take long, a simple injection and he should sprout a tail within the week. Of course this would mean he would be at risk for the Oozaru transformation, requiring a medication to properly suppress it. The mission would be a simple and long term infiltration mission. Some royal Saiyan is making a name for herself and could serve as a useful source of information. While Lemun squad would not be fielded, they would remain nearby in case he needed to make an escape. Further research on Bana made it a bit more clear why she was being forced to join him. Apparently she caused an “accident” within a major processing center on a Research facility, Pomengren Beta he believed. Instead of getting court martialed, The Director decided to bring her on this mission. Top marks in the academy, highly intelligent, but clumsy and cowardly. The Director liked collecting misfits, it seemed.
The doctor would pop his head in, checking his clip board before nodding.
“Ah, Captain Appos, we are ready to begin the procedure. I see this isn’t the first- Erm, nevermind that” He would produce a small syring, examining the MELON Trooper’s arm for a proper spot to inject it. Wait, Captain?
“You got the right papers, Doc? Last time I checked I was a Lieutenant”
“Hm...Yes, it says that you have been ranked accordingly for the mission. The Director had told me that Lieutenant Bana was supposed to tell you?”
The doors would suddenly burst open with an exhausted and extremely nervous Bana standing there “Wait! I forgot to- Oh…” She would hang her head in shame before slowly exiting the room in utter silence. The doctor would pat Appos on the shoulder. “You have my condolences, Captain”
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Appos would point a hand at the drone which opened fire, one of the Ki bolts managed to slip past his shield and carve a deep cut along his bare torso. It was already heavily scarred at this point, one more wouldn’t phase him. A small orb of Ki would burst forward, carving a hole through a vital portion of the Drone’s torso. As he would turn to face the remaining drones, the training session would suddenly end. A small female custodian entered with two MELON Troopers in tow, her insignia designating her as a Lieutenant as well. Appos crossed his arms as blood began to leak from his chest wound.
“I take it you have an important reason for stopping my practice session?” Appos would ask plainly as the custodian walked closer to him. She seemed nervous, he couldn’t blame her to be honest. Most Tuffles barely broke 5ft 2in, females were even shorter. Appos stood a towering 7ft, making her look like a child in comparison. She would clear her throat as she pulled up a PDA and read from it.
“You have a new assignment, sir. The Director has said he wants you to read over the briefing and report immediately to Medical”
Appos sighed, holding out a hand for the PDA. “I see he’s enlisted more people to do his dirty work for him. What’s your name?” Appos would ask as he looked over the PDA.
“I’m Lieutenant Bana. I’ve...um...I’ve been assigned to be your Intel operative…”
Appos would pause. “You’re being assigned to my squad as intel? Hm. Can’t say I was expecting a custodian to be joining”
“Yes, The Director said that you preferred working with the Mobile Elements, b-but I promise you won’t regret me joining!”
“Just call them MELON Troopers, kid. Quicker that way…” He’d state simply as he cycled through the PDA. Wait a second… An infiltration mission? Genetic modifica- A TAIL? The Director had asked him to do many things, but this was...insulting. Even thinking about this made him sick. Appos would close his eyes and sigh, rubbing a hand against his forehead. There was no point in arguing, but that didn’t make him hate it any less. He would look down at the tiny Tuffle and hand her back the PDA. “Will you be in the field for this assignment, or at Headquarters?”
Bana would shift a bit on her feet. “T-they want me to accompany you for the assignment…”
Appos put his arms on his hips. “Why?”
“Since Lemun Squad cannot accompany you given their...very notable appearance, they decided it would be best if I joined so you could have direct back up if the worst happens”
“Have you been on an infiltration mission before?”
“Uh...no”
“Have you been on a combat mission?”
“...No”
“Do you have combat training?”
“Er...not really…”
Wonderful, it would have been easier to just send him alone… No, wait, he knew what The Director was doing. Infiltration meant being cut off from the Continuum for large portions of time. He needs someone to keep tabs on him. The bastard thinks he might betray them. It was just insult after insult, wasn’t it? Appos would lean down and pat the Tuffle on the head as he walked out. She would let out a surprised squeak.
“Get some time in on the range. We will meet up at 1200 tomorrow in the briefing room”
“Uh, yes sir! Wait-! You’re still bleeding! And shirtless!”
Appos shrugged before turning his head slightly, placing his hands behind his head. “Wounds heal and my shirt got destroyed in the first practice round. Shooting range, now”
Appos would sit back on the examination chair, waiting for the gene therapy to begin. According to the Doctor it wouldn’t take long, a simple injection and he should sprout a tail within the week. Of course this would mean he would be at risk for the Oozaru transformation, requiring a medication to properly suppress it. The mission would be a simple and long term infiltration mission. Some royal Saiyan is making a name for herself and could serve as a useful source of information. While Lemun squad would not be fielded, they would remain nearby in case he needed to make an escape. Further research on Bana made it a bit more clear why she was being forced to join him. Apparently she caused an “accident” within a major processing center on a Research facility, Pomengren Beta he believed. Instead of getting court martialed, The Director decided to bring her on this mission. Top marks in the academy, highly intelligent, but clumsy and cowardly. The Director liked collecting misfits, it seemed.
The doctor would pop his head in, checking his clip board before nodding.
“Ah, Captain Appos, we are ready to begin the procedure. I see this isn’t the first- Erm, nevermind that” He would produce a small syring, examining the MELON Trooper’s arm for a proper spot to inject it. Wait, Captain?
“You got the right papers, Doc? Last time I checked I was a Lieutenant”
“Hm...Yes, it says that you have been ranked accordingly for the mission. The Director had told me that Lieutenant Bana was supposed to tell you?”
The doors would suddenly burst open with an exhausted and extremely nervous Bana standing there “Wait! I forgot to- Oh…” She would hang her head in shame before slowly exiting the room in utter silence. The doctor would pat Appos on the shoulder. “You have my condolences, Captain”
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