Eternity RPC Board
11-08-2019, 05:26 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-09-2020, 12:16 AM by Seperallis.)
"I'm not dressed for combat today," Selma muttered dryly with a glance to her heels and pencil skirt as she tapped away at her watch screen. During Feryn's presentation, she had been deliberate in keeping either well out side the camera angles or hidden behind the figures of others until the white mobile suit appeared. Slightly startled to hear the mechanical voice of the operator in her earpiece apologizing for the lack of connection, she did a double-take on the screen before raising an eyebrow and showing the Archking with a confirming, "No signal."
"Hello? What the shit?" The interjection came from the side, from the earlier junior officer. Apparently keeping in touch with events via the tower's wired, land-line headset around his ears, he visibly strained to keep concentrating on a voice that faded into and out of static, punctuated by the room's lights fading and buzzing slightly as unshielded infrastructure reacted in unhappy ways with the presence of the new mobile suit. Selma glanced between him and Feryn before walking over to see what the commotion was about, and was about to lean in and speak with him when she noticed a peculiarity on the monitor at that workstation between moments when it flickered and dimmed. Not only did the system's radar picture not show the intruder as it had crashed the gates, so to speak, but it wasn't registering anything as existing, at all.
She narrowed her eyes at the figure standing across the field. "Electronic warfare, too? What is this thing?"
Throughout the commotion in the tower and the gundam standing there menacingly, the demonstration team was not idle; already warmed up to begin the demonstration, the team of five autonomous suits and their piloted handler crouched within the nearby woods across from the runway. The arrival of the new mobile suit blocked the communication link between the autonomous suit intelligence and the base combat computer, forcing them to switch to full autonomous control, and they awaited orders from their manned commander unit.
Captain Martinsson cursed his luck as he input the combat commands to send to the other units; whatever this white mobile suit was doing was playing havoc with the command reception to the drone suits, but at least the wireless signal worked with all six suits clustered together like this. What's more, the team wasn't particularly heavy on weaponry, being only intended to show off some of the Hjolrun's capabilities; Martinsson's own suit didn't even carry any weapons aside from head lasers and chest gatlings, and these weren't armed as he was intended to only be a presenter and narrator.
However, they were the only units active and ready to defend the base.
"Systems operational, awaiting orders," came the ring of five identical voices as the drone suits' internal systems checks completed.
To complicate matters further, there were still people down there. Whoever this sick son-of-a-bitch was had just exploded a mobile suit in front of a massive crowd of onlookers, and Martinsson wasn't about to add to the potential body count with indiscriminate rocket use. With a growl of frustration, he locked out the rocket and missile pods and set the order to attack the new-model mobile suit. "Eat hot lead ya fucker. Begin attack pattern."
The autonomous suits immediately responded; two suits in the middle of the formation rose above the treeline, chest compartments opened as their gatlings spun up and poured an obscene number of shots at the gundam with robotic accuracy, backed up by their head-mounted lasers. Two more suits on the far flanks remained deep within the trees and opened fire with their railguns in support, but the real show took place a second later when two Hjolrun suits burst forth from the woods in an explosion of splinters and branches and raced directly for the intruder; one suit fired on the move with its railgun as it closed the distance, while the other curiously gripped the thick trunk of a tree in the other.
"Hello? What the shit?" The interjection came from the side, from the earlier junior officer. Apparently keeping in touch with events via the tower's wired, land-line headset around his ears, he visibly strained to keep concentrating on a voice that faded into and out of static, punctuated by the room's lights fading and buzzing slightly as unshielded infrastructure reacted in unhappy ways with the presence of the new mobile suit. Selma glanced between him and Feryn before walking over to see what the commotion was about, and was about to lean in and speak with him when she noticed a peculiarity on the monitor at that workstation between moments when it flickered and dimmed. Not only did the system's radar picture not show the intruder as it had crashed the gates, so to speak, but it wasn't registering anything as existing, at all.
She narrowed her eyes at the figure standing across the field. "Electronic warfare, too? What is this thing?"
Throughout the commotion in the tower and the gundam standing there menacingly, the demonstration team was not idle; already warmed up to begin the demonstration, the team of five autonomous suits and their piloted handler crouched within the nearby woods across from the runway. The arrival of the new mobile suit blocked the communication link between the autonomous suit intelligence and the base combat computer, forcing them to switch to full autonomous control, and they awaited orders from their manned commander unit.
Captain Martinsson cursed his luck as he input the combat commands to send to the other units; whatever this white mobile suit was doing was playing havoc with the command reception to the drone suits, but at least the wireless signal worked with all six suits clustered together like this. What's more, the team wasn't particularly heavy on weaponry, being only intended to show off some of the Hjolrun's capabilities; Martinsson's own suit didn't even carry any weapons aside from head lasers and chest gatlings, and these weren't armed as he was intended to only be a presenter and narrator.
However, they were the only units active and ready to defend the base.
"Systems operational, awaiting orders," came the ring of five identical voices as the drone suits' internal systems checks completed.
To complicate matters further, there were still people down there. Whoever this sick son-of-a-bitch was had just exploded a mobile suit in front of a massive crowd of onlookers, and Martinsson wasn't about to add to the potential body count with indiscriminate rocket use. With a growl of frustration, he locked out the rocket and missile pods and set the order to attack the new-model mobile suit. "Eat hot lead ya fucker. Begin attack pattern."
The autonomous suits immediately responded; two suits in the middle of the formation rose above the treeline, chest compartments opened as their gatlings spun up and poured an obscene number of shots at the gundam with robotic accuracy, backed up by their head-mounted lasers. Two more suits on the far flanks remained deep within the trees and opened fire with their railguns in support, but the real show took place a second later when two Hjolrun suits burst forth from the woods in an explosion of splinters and branches and raced directly for the intruder; one suit fired on the move with its railgun as it closed the distance, while the other curiously gripped the thick trunk of a tree in the other.