Requiem_of__Destiny

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"You think she's okay" the jade haired mutant teen asked her sister as they sat in the plane watching the apex of archery. The marksmen's fists were clenched and shaking and despite talking in a hushed tone Amanda thought she might get punched from the frustration. When Cassandra didn't answer however Amanda looked over to the second in command the man known as Strength. "So what's the next move?" She asked a bit shaken up herself as she watched the archer's psychic oriented verbal smack down.

"Cass make a device that can assign a sent to psionic energy. After that boot up Requiem. You'll be moving to the shipping yards." The orders were blunt and sure enough the red head of the sisters mentioned what resources she'd need to craft such an item. Amanda had the mutation to conjure metals from nothing, a creationist power that cheated any concept of rarity. This worked well with Cassandra who could design whatever came to mind. If she could think it then she could construct it. Thanks to this the tool was made within twenty minutes, and with that Cass moved to the back of the jet climbing into a black box. The sisters hugged briefly before Cassandra sealed the cockpit and relinquished mag locks.

A tangerine sphere dropped from the heavens racing downward like a comet given its momentum. However do to its vibranium components the large machine showed no additional signs of its decent physically. A meteorites tail denied by absorbing vibranium. "And then comes the AA fire." Right on cue rockets heavy rounds and the occasional super powered attack came her way. Advanced heads up display guided the machine to shoot multiple rockets from the skies making it rain scorching metal in the theatric fall. As the crimson hand bucked from automatic fire however the silver appendage drew backwards and began to radiate with energy.

Requiem bucked and bounced as it was pelted by anti air weaponry. Dents and scratches aside however in the occasional area the iron and vibranium maiden continued to fall. Forces were likely realizing that conventional fire power and random powers wouldn't do. They'd need the right powers it was best to grab resources and move aside. However the time between the fall and landing wasn't a particularly elongated one. Soon enough the thirty five ton mech slammed into the earth dust and concrete shooting skyward as cracks raced about. And with a speed that created a sonic boom with its very movement the high octane machine stroked the dock with open glowing palm.

Dispensing from the silver arm was a shockwave of microwave energy. An intensity of heat designed to turn the entire port into bubbling matter that'd sink into the water. An intense heat that'd boil a good portion of the water of the immediate area be it containing salt or found in the bodies of the soldiers. With any luck the water and heat would also damage the ships and drugs in question. The vibranium maiden of a mech looking to dispose of hopefully everything of the opposing side in one swift motion. She'd rather not linger in a hot spot if it could be helped. "Soldiers shouldn't do drugs, your all terrible role models" the redhead teen remarked over the communication system.

Upcoming posts may be short as I'm going to post individually as opposed to one post consisting of several characters

All these bitches half ass I shouldn't have to come in a day off someone should instead kick these asses into high gear :P lazy I say lazy!

@the_shogun: where would Ivana be now after the Shootout fight? A post for Fang I'm thinking will be dropped after work as I started to get ideas I was happier with

Sensai Embers will be a key part to another alts back history

Is a notorious exaggerator

Cassandra doesn't pay much attention to most events of the world. Having no idea really of the Arcani past for example

Amanda on the other hand thinks it's more fiction then fact and as such had no concern leading her and her sister into their grasp.

Amanda is more aware of the world at large though she's still a teen and as such has perhaps less concern at times then she should.

Despite a sense of obliviousness however one of the sisters almost always has an idea for whatever might happen around them. How to endure or escape if need be.

Cass does not believe in tech of the week and takes offense to the very notion of it.

While the sisters have an idea where Amanda's abilities might go amidst training neither is quite sure of Cassandra's

Still they sought Embers for Cassandra as her current Mobile Suit is dangerous to her body and they believe the Art of the Solar Disk will resolve the risk and concern.

"We should see that Raf guy, you see those looks he's got to be a master of this solar disk thing." Remarked the redhead nerd, she had the genius to construct a machine that could fight at a third the speed of light but was a dits in regard to the world abroad. There was a reason Amanda managed intel and data while Cassandra did the piloting.

"Not everyone is a master of some Arcani art. What do you think Huntington knows the Arcani martial art to?"

"Naw. But wouldn't it be cool if every hot person was some pedigree of combat."

"Right because the world needs more inflated egos with power." The two got a laugh and then the jade haired younger sister continued. "Even if he was I doubt he'd take us as students two nerds aren't going to help in his quest against the people who wronged this country. We're best off looking for someone else to learn from."

"Wanting to master Khuenaten right? You want to go to Sensai Embers. The man claims to have been taught by Amaranthe himself. He started out as just a small pyrokinetic now he claims able to craft a fire as roaring as the plank temperature." Remarked a young teen with a physique that seemed more akin to Allegiance then a highschool student.

"It's pronounced Planck and I highly doubt a simple pyro got to such a heat as that. It's well beyond feasible scope. Still thanks for the tip." Cass remarked in gratitude and snark, the young man pointed and the pair had their heading.

@dreadpool10: both series are good I'd agree though that Brotherhood was better had a more polished story. Also love alchemy as a power set. One of my favorite alts of all time was a cross between FMA and Lucy from Elfen Lied (stopped using her as she completed her arc)

@shogun_of_sarcasm: I'd be willing to help <3

@rexorr: good post though I believe Hawk uses a mace. Vocal is the one who uses a katana and Vocal likely wasn't down there as she's at an extraction point. Also for future reference you want to avoid saying what another character says. For example I'd want to write what Vocal says but I wouldn't want to say what Rex says as Rex isn't my character. No need to edit it's just me giving feed back for future reference ^.^

<~Vocal

@the_shogun: that's true it's something that can't really be avoided even if you try lol. In other news the arc of Khuenaten and the Thirdgate sisters begins now. <.< have time for 1 more post before work all my other activity is caught up so might as well start another.

"The art of the Arcani is why we are here." Remarked the younger Thirdgate. The two had just gotten out of a large truck. It'd taken an hour to get it cleared thanks to what was in back. And after all that they were warned by seven different people they'd be dead within a second if they tried anything. Of course whole thing could of been avoided if they didn't bring Requiem but Amanda knew she'd never convince Cassandra to go anywhere without her 'baby' as she called the several ton mechanical behemoth. They were dressed in outfits remenescent of a school uniform the two rather liked the attire for something casual. It was also frequent attire becaus Amanda never did laundry when it was her turn.

"Right I've heard of them they're finest runs this place right?" Inquired the redhead sister known as a prodigy of engineering. "But why do we care about the arts of the arachni? I build robots not webs sis."

"Arcani not arachni dumb ass. And we're here because their martial arts."

"Stop right there you know I don't want to be a ninja showboat. Gym allready annoys me."

Her sister sighed. "We are here for the art of the solar disk nothing else."

"You mean what that bald kid tossed at a giant monkey in that dragon orbs c show."

"Ball Z and no. It's a mastery of ones body and mutation. It's how you will become not only an ace pilot but one who also doesn't need a bunch of drugs just to manage her machine."

"I told you I'd fix it." To opperate her machine and it's high octane speeds required a list of injections and so on that could prove hazardous in the long run.

"You'll do it eventually but before eventually you might be dead. Besides this will also boost are abilities engineering you've no reason to complain. Other then the fact you can't be in a lab or in your mech all day."

"That's a perfectly fine com ain't but fine. Let's go become masters of the arachnid bald kid of DBZ technique lead the way."

"Ugh that's not what it's called and I've no idea where to go from here." The younger sister commented her annoyance not helping her bad sense of direction at all. "If it makes you feel better however I'm sure you could craft a device that let's you perform the move of the anime you don't even like." She made the remark as a jest and with a roll of forest green eyes but couldn't help but smile. There was no hiding that Cassandra's present expression was of her thinking of such a device.

That was fun >.> I missed these two