Draft Log #3: During v. 2.0

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Day 3-5
When: August 27th-August 29th
Where: ONCE MORE INTO THE-- ...BEACH
Summary: Like it says above. The draftees reach the beach.
Rating: V FOR VIOLENT BEHAVIOUR!!


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[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

There's always the Dome, once we're done here. I'll have to show you the coasts of Gallia Four sometime too. Atmosphere there was breathable, but the composition made it the color of sunset from dawn to dusk.

[And Michael drops to the ground, shifting from the half-plane Gerwalk form to humanoid Battroid so that he can flash Daisy and her Pelican a quick salute.]

How have the skies been treating you today anyway?

[daisy023]

I was starting to feel lonely, Skull Two. Third day and cultists aside, things have been calm up here.

[A little too much so. She picked a milk run duty because she didn't trust those damned droids to make it back to the drop zone with cultists stalking the forests. Though for good or ill, the they weren't dumb enough to let a gunship with cargo fly by in peace.

... As for the Dome, Daisy wonders if Michael hints at another date, and her theory is confirmed the moment his Variable Fighter takes a humanoid shape. Pilots inviting people over to dates in the middle of an Op sounds like a thing from movies. Moreso with a unit of cultists appearing up front.]

On the meantime, think we can plow our way there, Skull Two?

[It was a signal that he did not regret the date, though.]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[The head of his valkyrie swings around to catch a view of the approaching unit, and an almost lyrical laugh comes over the comm.]

Plow through? I almost feel sorry for the bastards. At least the Vajra had space-worthy exoskeletons protecting them.

[As if aiming to prove his point as quickly and clearly as possible, his rifle swings up to follow his gaze, sensor fins popping out on all four sides just moments before a beam of pure energy lances through the enemy numbers, completely vaporizing one of them, and searing the flesh and feathers of the two closest to him.]

[daisy023]

[A plasma beam.

The Valkyrie's cannon makes her machinegun look like a pea-shooter. It reminds her of the weapons of Covenant Scarabs... Something she wondered sometimes what would be like having within their arsenal.]

I've got to use one of these someday.

[And Yellow Thirteen once offered to teach her how to pilot an Su-37.

The power of that weapon is enough to make the cultist have some caution. Likewise, Sierra TwentyThree takes it -- Her gun takes the time to tear the cultists that spread from the shot, taking out a pair of them.

She takes the distance the cultists took from the ships' assault, and moves forward.]