<Sean_Carver> [Blane] <In a huff, the Tresdemo magnate mutters obscenities on the bridge of his small transport. Watching the stand-off deom afar...> This is ridiculous. Neither one of them want to fire a shot....
<Sean_Carver> [Blane] Kairn'll freak if we don't get this colony under control... <smirks> So, we just nudge things along a bit. <he turns> Override the AMD programs, and let them loose. 
<Sean_Carver> [Blane] Hmph... Kairn wants control, I'll give it to 'em. <Along the starscape, a collection of crimson sensor eyes flare to life.>
<Sean_Carver> <The first line of mobile dolls, all Aeshma models, surges forward. A dozen units streak into the fry, charging the meagre colonial firing line. As they open their weapon ports, the AMDs target the hapless defenders, firing.>
<Sean_Carver> <On the colony, the defending mobile suits mix among Thinline's own Khiten's, which respond with equal grace.>
<Revolver[Dez]> <A blast barrels through the sky, leaving a glimpse of an energy trail as the only suggestion that it had ever existed in the first place. It deftly cracks into one of the AMDs, bending forward the framework of its lower torso and collapsing it into a fold of its former glory. It then promptly explodes.>
<Sean_Carver> [Arthur] <Within the colony, Thinline's staff begins to herd towards the complex's shelters. The civilian populace does the same.> Come on, ye great fuls! Ge' yerself tuget'er!
<Revolver[Dez]> <A large ship looms on the field of space, with a figure standing at the very head of it, weapon up by it shoulder and preparing to fire another shot.>
<Sean_Carver> <The rest of the squadron pause, and then re-evaluate the situation. Complex mathematical calculations flow through their circuitry, and they break into a wide formation.> [AMD AI] "Hypothesis... Gundam, Revolver... Calculating armaments from Tresdemo records... done. Strategies formed."
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm] This is Gun Saints pilot Dez Visir....I suggest that you withdraw your troops immediately, whoever is commanding these units. 
<Sean_Carver> [Blane] It's that kid! <he chuckles> Perfect... tell the AMDs to cut loose. Send in all of them! 
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm, Memoria] I'm going to need some back up for this...
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm, Memoria] Arm your weapons and prepare to try and cut these things down.
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] <Comm> Those units... high manuverability models, working together in concert. Damn it... <he banks Avalon, taking aim.> Dez, those aren't piloted! They're mobile dolls!
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm] Mobile Dolls...? Great. Just cover me. I'll take them all on...
<Dianna_Newlett> You...just seem...
<Revolver[Dez]> <Revolver breaks away from Memoria and jets towards the MD units, Omnibits deploying from their respective recharge racks and preparing for attack.>
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] <He watches as two units approach Revolver, while another four study its reaction. The rest duel with the Khitan and milita troops.>
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] Great... I get to blow apart these tin cans all over again... <he dodges left, avoiding an incoming beam. A pair of Aeshma's bear down on him.>
<Revolver[Dez]> <Revolver banks to the left as a blast cuts through space on its path. Dez grinds his teeth, directing the Omnibits to fly in a six-point formation at the first AMD. Blasts rain down on the unit, sending out a cloud of debris from the Aeshma's armor. However, the two units advance right through the flurry.>
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] <As a Cray shell smashes away at one Aeshma, the other loops over the fire. His second shot misses, the machine adapting to his approach.> Darn it...
<Revolver[Dez]> <One of the units is too close for a long range lock-on. Obviously, this was planned. Revolver tries to boost backwards at top speed, but is soon caught up with. Dez goes for a MagRevolver-handle smash into the heads of one of the Aeshma's, but with agility it swerves to the side to dodge it.>
<Sean_Carver> [Arthur] <Grumbling, he winces as another quake goes through the colony. Stray fire resonates with incredible fury. In one corner of the hanger, the empty gantry for Ryuujin remains open.> Where is tha boy?!
<Revolver[Dez]> <Revolver spins around, drawing an Omnibit to its hand and forming it into a beam saber handle. A pale green blade emits from the makeshift structure, and as soon as it is brought around to strike at the Aeshma, is instead blocked by another beam blade.>
<Sean_Carver> [Blane] Hehehe... that moron! Naturally, my machines would know how to beat my own creations! <laughs>
<Revolver[Dez]> <The Aeshma forces forward enough to push Revolver into the path of a missle flurry fired by the second unit. Ripples are made in the Gundanium armor of Revolver, sending it rolling away from the two machines.>
<Revolver[Dez]> <While it rolls, it flings the Omnibit in one of the Aeshma's direction. The Omnibit, seemingly inactive, embeds itself into the Aeshma's head before igniting its beam blade. This drives right down through the suit's upper torso, detonating the core.>
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] Say goodnight, tin man. <As Revolver hurtles back, the Avalon banks up, firing its Cray into the back of one Aeshma, point blank. The shell tears into the frame and explodes.>
<Revolver[Dez]> <The Omnibit is torn asunder by the resulting explosion> Damn it...
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] <Comm> Good move, Dez, but I'd come up with somethig new... <he looks back at the dozens of AMDs in combat.> These things are self-aware. They learn from their errors, collectively. Hive mentality. 
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm] There has to be a center through which all of their communications run...like a nerve bundle, right? 
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] <Comm> Yeah, they have a core relay for every battlefield. It probably feeds back to a central computer over comm lines... but, it has to go through a local setup first. One of their transports could... <a series of shells rip armor loose from his back.> Argh...
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm] So let's get the Memoria crew on it...if we disable their local relay, we have a chance of beating them. Otherwise... 
<Revolver[Dez]> <Dez breaks communications to engage an Aeshma, which was approaching the entire time. The two circle around eachother, spiraling, rifles ready to fire.>
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] <Parrying the incoming beam sabre, he watchs the Aeshma compensate with a shoulder rush.> 
<Revolver[Dez]> <Revolver takes a few shots from the Aeshma's vulcan pods, but keeps up by firing two MagRevolver shots. The first is easily avoided, but the second catches the AMD right in the chest and causes it to fly back, disabled.>
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] <Comm> They're tin cans, but they're smart... <A Khitan suddenly flies up behind an Aeshma, cleaving its arm in two.>
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm] We're not going to win this battle if we fight on their terms...
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] Huh? <The two Khitan's engage the mobile dolls, holding their own, though faltering.>
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm] We've just rushed into a fool's battle...their mobile dolls are expendible, but we aren't. We also don't have the resources that they do....a full frontal assault might not have been such a good idea after all.
<Sean_Carver> [Gabriel] Yeah, but hey... it's a hell of 'a party! <he backs off, watching the Khitans deal a fatal blow to one AMD as he fires at the second.>
<Sean_Carver> <The milita, however, is not faring as well. Already, their manned units are in the final stages of surrender. The Khitans, and the already beleaguered Gun Saints, are all that remain.>
<Revolver[Dez]> <Dez manages a grin as he once again flies into the fray. AMDs take aim at the target as it attacks their ranks in a seemingly hopeless battle.>
<Sean_Carver> <Time has passed and the Ryuujin becomes a white speck among the stars around XL1-7471. Riding a trail of bluish flame, it ejects its boosters as it closes range.>
<Sean_Carver> No... they actually... <he lowers his gaze, and jerks the suit forward, righting it into a full upright stance. Whirling up and around the firing lines, the white suit lets loose a flurry of shots from its rifle.>
<Revolver[Dez]> Huh? What was that....? <Revolver bolts backwards, then turns its sensor head towards Ryuujin> Well...look who finally decided to show up. [Comm] Took you long enough.
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Gabriel] <Avalon buckles, bracing against a pair of beam sabre blades.> .... Ha! <he pushes the two back, only to be pounded by vulcan fire.>
<Revolver[Dez]> <Dez takes no more time to dwell over the subject, and shoulder rushes into an Aeshma, knocking it back into two of its commrades. He then flies backwards while firing off another MagRevolver shot at the trio. One escapes, but the other two are clipped by it. Their entire left sides are disabled.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Comm> Later, Dez. <he lets loose another spray of fire, catching the mobile dolls in mid-flight.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Blane] Ah, round one goes to us... and round two has a guest star... well, in that case. <he sneers> <Comm> Send out the Leokaiser, along with the rest of our manned units. 
<Revolver[Dez]> <Revolver goes barreling into the two disabled suits, beam sword at the ready. He cuts through the two of them with a graceful swing, flying past as they explode in sequence. The third Aeshma falls victim to a beam slash to the chest, followed by a vulcan spray into the exposed workings.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <The gold mobile suit, along with a squadron of Sui Juris units, launch from their transport. The machine takes aim with its Blaser, targeting the center of the storm, Revolver.>
<Revolver[Dez]> [Comm] Great...we just get done cutting down the first wave, and the second one's already deployed. <Revolver aims forward as it flies towards the new Squadron, Omnibits now encircling it>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Ryuujin battles along the surface of the colony, hounded by two mobile dolls. One keeps a persistent pursuit, while the other provides cover. The Gundam spins around as it drifts, flying backwards.> Gotcha. <he loosens a series of shots.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Leokaiser's crackling Blaser fires, sending a blood-red energy spire at Revolver.>
<Revolver[Dez]> <Dez's eyes widen as the unexpected blast tears towards Revolver. He tries to barrel to the side, but Revolver's left arm is torn off by the force of the attack. One of the Omnibits is also shredded by the sheer force of the energy...> Damn it! <Not even flinching, Dez aims the MagRevolver at the Leokaiser and fires off two shots with psychic-enhanced accuracy.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <The Leokaiser, usually dependent on Kaempher for defense, attempts to dodge. One shell rips loose its lower left arm, the other grazes its leg.> <Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Ryuujin streaks forward, barreling past the approaching Aeshma. In a split second, it draws its Odachi, slicing it over and through the AMD's upper body.> Gone...
<Umbra[Ward]> <Too little time to practice, but less time to worry about it. The Umbra encircles the battle, pulling close to a mass of AMDs under full cloak. He may be late this time, but at least he's here.> 
<Revolver[Dez]> <Revolver rushes one of the Sui Juris suits, totally crushing its frame with an overhead strike from its MagRevolver barrel. Dez is obviously livid, and his psychic rating is increasing at a rapid and possibly dangerous pace. The Sui Juris floats backwards, and sends an Imp towards Revolver. The Imp is impaled on the blade of an Omnibit, then crashed into the torso of the Sui Juris.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Blasts from the remaining two hammer into Ryuujin's back, eating away at the armor. The movable frame, having left some sections underguarded, shows its price. Crackling circuits and conduit veins are exposed as the crumpled Gundanium drifts away.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Leokaiser's pilot] Holy... <he fires the Blaser again, over Revolver. A G-Battler reconfigures to reflective mode, and bounces the angled fire towards Dez.>
<Umbra[Ward]> <The Masque appears first, a wavering haze of blood red particles, marked with a pair of azure eyes. With a thundering crash, the Umbra's faceless figure appears and lifts the masque away. Grav rods spinning a few centimeters from its hands, it rushes towards the Colonial hordes.> <comm> Sorry I'm late...
<Revolver[Dez]> <Dez seems to be able to predict the move, and dives out of the way before the fire would have any visual indication of flying towards him. He takes aim at the Leokaiser and fires another shot, this one being the last of the MagRevolver's ammunition.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Comm> Better than never, Jeremiah. <Gabriel's Avalon pushes against an Sui Juris, while Sean bats away an incoming Imp.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Leokaiser's G-Battlers fly in towards the shell, one of them smashing inward under its velocity. The satellite weapon explodes, leaving the pseudo-Gundam intact. It lifts its Blaser, charged as an energy blade.>
<Umbra[Ward]> <Reaching full speed, he tears into a cluster of Sui Juris. The suit reaches out in two directions, breaking open the gun arm of one suit as a field-enshrouded kick tears halfway through another.>
<Revolver[Dez]> Grrrr.....<Revolver tosses away its MagRevolver weapon, letting it float away freely. It then grabs one of the Omnibits from the air and ignites its beam blade. For a moment, the two suits appear to be dignified knights on a battlefield...before Revolver powers up its vernier and flies at the Leokaiser>
<Umbra[Ward]> <A pair of Imps catch him at the end of his rush, beam blades glistening. The left lashes out and strikes his arm, but the other is batted away before it can attack.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Blane] Hmm... this is getting out of hand. The AMDs cannot fight the unknown unit well enough... blast it... <he grumbles.> [Captain] This is over! I'm withdrawing our units! [Blane] You are a brave man... <he looks back> But, Kairn won't appreciate that bravery. [Captain] <stops> I...
<Umbra[Ward]> <Forcing his suit horizontally, the Umbra's legs scissor around the offending Imp and rip it in two. Taking a second to turn back at the crowd, he targets the beam phalanx and strafes the suits to cause a little more havoc.> 
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <The white Gundam, seeing Revolver at a loss, bears down the the Leokaiser. The two lock in combat, the Blaser "blade" and Odachi clashing. The latter is slowly swallowed up, however, under the intense energy.>
<Umbra[Ward]> <He fakes to the right, then launches upwards and downward in an arc as a pair of Sui Juris brace themselves and open fire at his fleeting form. Skipping over the blasts, he drops past the first suit and deals a grievous overhead blow with the Grav Rods.> 
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Gabriel] <His Avalon slams down on the Leokaiser from behind, sending it offward, into open space. The stream broken, the Ryuujin emerges. Blackened, its right arm reduced to a smouldering mess, it seems very much the worse for wear. However, appearences are deceiving, and the suit's sensor eyes suddenly burn with colbalt light.>
<Umbra[Ward]> <In one swift motion, he connects the ends of the Rods and spins as he reverses thrust, roundhousing the damaged suit with the end of the Grav Staff on the return up. The staff spins too fast to follow, a blurred whorl of grey against the black of space. Trails of blue energy spurt in its wake as the blow knocks the suit's torso assembly free from its legs.> 
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Gabriel] <Comm> Sean, are you okay?! [Sean] <Comm> Fine... just a little shaken...
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Ryuujin's rifle gone, it begins to make due with the Odachi. Taking the white blade, Sean, twirls it back, and overhead, sending it into a Sui Juris. The mobile suit's deflected beam shot strays off, its pilot immobilized by pure shock.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Blane] <groans> Status? [Aide] The Gundams have not turned the tide, sir, but they having an effect. It seems that some of the milita units are encouraged... they're fighting on. [Blane] Ack... Kairn won't like this... alright, withdraw! [Aide] Sir? [Blane] Tell those ninny officers to pull out, now!
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Aide] Sir, we cannot... the colony. [Blane] Oh, right... <sighs> This is hopeless. I'm running up a deficit here.
<Umbra[Ward]> <Keeping an eye on the dueling Ryuujin, he leads his other opponent closer to the damaged suit, just in case he needs to stay nearby. Turning his attention back, he knocks the Sui's cannon away before it can fire and spearhand-punches a hole through its chest.> 
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> [Captain] I don't care what your priorities are, Mr. Blane, we're pulling back, now. We'll resume this once our reinforcements have arrived. As it stands, this would be a pyric victory.
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <The signal goes out. Manned units begin to retreat, covered by the AMDs as they fall back as well.>
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Ryuujin begins to slowly drift, settling back.> <Comm> We... we won?
<Umbra[Ward]> <He pursues the retreating suits, firing a few bursts of phalanx fire at their backs. A few Imps, covering their companions, are downed by hundreds of energy slivers. A few seconds of this, and he pulls back.> 
<Umbra[Ward]> <comm> Looks like. I couldn't tell you why, they still had us outgunned.
<Ryuujin`Z[Sean]> <Comm> Humanity, probably... they're as scared of dying as we are...