NPF Avatars: A story of Seals, Tears, and Betrayal

[PyrosNine]

It seemed Mesden's tailor was adept at making nigh indestructable clothes, because for the life of him Pyros couldn't rip the dress to shreds or or at tear it at the top like Krylo had done. He'd even tried shapeshifting, no luck. It shrunk for Kitty Pyros, and made him look like those pampered pets who are bought expensive tiny clothing that's uncomfortable and may actually kill them. Funnily enough mother had tried to convince Pyros to go kitty like that for a wedding they were visiting. Pyros said no and hid in a box. The only form that would fit and not look outlandish would be that of Mesdens, but he had this strange feeling there would be further estrangement between the two if he did so. So he resorted to using what he knew to solve his problem.

Finally, He managed to at least stretch them a bit in the chest area with his sword, and Asheth was able to breath. So, after some deep, deep breathing, Asheth stood up again. Looking about She saw several Gaians killing each other, Garud and Krylo flaunting themselves, and he presumed somewhere Rhiya was cackling with mischief over what she had caused.

Asheth sighed. "Oh well. I was going to do my third form too, for the first time ever in his RP, but I might as well save it for later. Now, to end these portals and talk this over with the Gaian Mod or Admin responsible....perhaps over dinner."

Asheth made some steps toward the nearby portals, Fidem, and the forthcoming destruction of the Gaian Forums, but then she tripped on Mesden's dress and fell facefirst into the dirt.

"GAH! DRESSES! DRESSES AND HIGH HEELS! Though I have created and felt many horrible tortures in my lifetimes, I have never known any greater then such as these!" Asheth roared, pounding the dirt with a clenched fist.

Then, that fist felt wet. Asheth checked her fist to see a large amount of drool upon it, and a thin trail that went upwards and into a noob's mouth. Asheth realized that at the moment, she was wearing a tightly fitting dress, and covered in dirt. And this loser had yet to become a man.

Well, there was only one thing to be done...

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"HI HO SILVER!" Asheth cackled as she whipped the Gaian faster, as she rode upon his back as he went on all fours towards the nearest portal. The gaian wasn't sure how this happened, but was aware that at this moment, there was a girl touching him other than his mom or his Tifa and Aeris figurines. Yes, he had a sad sad life, but that didn't stop him from moving faster, and hoping to perhaps use this opportunity to look up Asheth's dress.

Of course, that would kill him doubly dead, but at least he'd have done something fulfilling in his life.

[The Wizard Who Did It]

The Wizard blasted a newb coming at him with a fireball. He jumped into the air as a flamer came from behind. He chucked Charon at the poster. The puppy ripped into the flamer’s throat, as the Wizard came down with a helm breaker on a lurker. Another Flamer came behind him, and was blocked by a massive shield spell. The Wizard noticed the Light Wizard was surrounded by enemies, but he calmly fended them off using various protection spells. Another newb came from behind, and the Wizard blocked it’s attack with his katana.

Suddenly, in a flash of pure chaos magic, everything changed. All the enemies around him were flowers, and the Light Wizard was perfectly calm. Normally he would pick and collect the flowers or something, but he was just standing there, sniffing. The Wizard walked up to the Light Wizard and glanced, accompanied by a shrug, toward the entrance to Hell (ie Gaia), “Think we should go finish this?”

The Light Wizard chuckled and looked at the ground. He said in a deep voice, calm and kind, but at the same time dark and controlling, “Free at last. Free at last. Thank the Goddess Almighty, free at last.”

The Wizard stared at the Light Wizard with a dazed look in his eye. The White Cloaked one stomped on some of the flowers, grinding them to dust. He chuckled again, as the Wizard paled in fear. Suddenly, the Light Wizard took off toward the Gaian portal screaming, “Souls for the Soul Goddess!”

The Wizard looked perplexed. In a worried and confused voice, the Wizard asked, “… What about the rebellion? That seemed like-” “I have bigger fish to fry. Or many posters to ban. Whatever.”
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The Dark Wizard wandered up to the Ethereal Goddess as she stood over the bodies of the fallen. He looked at the work she had done, and felt that he approved. The carnage was grand, the rage at the weak foes well placed. Stupid beings like these only bring Chaos to the world. He glanced up at the imposing Goddess, and he didn’t what he was going to say. He walked timidly up to her, deep in thought. I could have beat that guy. Why did she save me? I should tell her that when I am in a situation like that, let me have my kill. When he finally got there, he knew what he was going to do. The Dark Wizard looked up confidently at the beautiful Soul Goddess and stated, “Thank you, Mesden.”

The Goddess just looked stared back at him. A look of confusion filled her face. She seemed to pause for a few seconds before replying, "Uh… Thank you?"

The Dark Wizard just stared right back into her deep blue eyes. His heart started to beat quickly, and he was at lost for words. “Um…” I did not want to say that. The hell? I'm a warrior, I thank nobody. I could've fought that myself, and by her honor she should have let me. The Black Cloaked One opened his mouth for another go. What came out was, “I just wanted to say that I respect how you helped me there.”

Mesden still stared back at the Dark Wizard, who’s mouth was dry at the moment . Generally he wasn’t this nice… or polite. Generally he didn’t go this long without cursing. "Not a problem. …Now, do you see the big powerful and dangerous man in the portal?" Mesden pointed at the portal to Hell.

The Dark Wizard felt lost. He was usually not so confused as to what to say, or even do. By now he should have lashed out at her and her creed, but he felt like that was the wrong thing to do. The hell am I saying. I have to tell her how I feel! What he said was, “Yes. Yes I do. Do you need me to kill him?”

Mesden began to think, to try to rally this oddly “calm” force without angering him. "We do need to. He has... a link. A link the exudes to every foul creature in their world. Now, I will need help to take him without being injured. Think you're up for it?” The Dark Wizard nodded back to her, now suddenly confident. “And what about the other two?"

The Dark Wizard shrugged, his cocky self back again. "They're negligable."

Mesden bit her lip, trying not to anger him. She asked, "Yeah, but every bit helps."

The Dark Wizard just shrugged. With a smirk, he said, "Trust me. With how much they suck, it won't help."
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The Light Wizard waltzed into the fray. The Gaians were rapidly coming out the portal, ready to kill. The Light Wizard walked calmly with a little strut, and a regal aura around him. A lurker ran up to him, bestial, on all four limbs. The newb leaped, ready to attack with his claws that he somehow had. With a casual jerk, the Light Wizard raised his Chaos Spear like a scepter. The newb flattened out like he ran into a wall in midair, and slid comically toward the ground. The White Cloaked One raised his lance, almost as if giving notice, to a lurker. He shrugged his head to the side, and heavenly light shined down upon the poster. He was incinerated before the Gaians very eyes. A flamer shot a fire spell at the White Cloaked Wizard, who held out his hand as though to catch the blaze. It suddenly split into little embers, reflected from the White Wizard as they they had been hit back in a ball game. The flares struck multiple Gaians, burning them alive.

The Light Wizard gave a grim smile, and launched at a lurker. His lance thrust into the creatures abdomen. The tip of the lance exploded, annihilating the poster. Another newb began to throw his axe. The Light Wizard just flicked his hand, and hasted the newb. His arm moved too fast for him to keep up, and he accidentally cut off a partner’s head. The Light Wizard shrugged away from a lance flying toward him. The javalin dug into the hasted newb, killing him instantly. He slowed another incoming flamer, and used telekinesis to knock him into a group of warriors.

A banned jumped out at him, and the Light Wizard smiled grimly. The hulking creature that the banned had become had no mouth. Aw… I won’t be able to hear it scream… With a small step, the White Cloaked One dodged the creature as it blazed by. With a thrust forward, he stuck his spear in the creatures hip. Blood spurted out, as the sound of a gong was heard. He increased his strength, and swung the lance around which, due to the effects of chaos magic, was now a fish. There was a loud snap as the monster’s spine snapped. Another blow, this one coming from a staff, landed softly on the monsters neck like a pillow. A loud crack as a whip hit the thing, and suddenly the weapon turned into a weird gauntlet. The White Cloaked One jumped over the monstrosities back and swung around in front of him. He screamed out,

“B-B-B-B-B-BITCHFRAG!!!!!!”

The roar of a lion echoed through the battlefield. With a sickening crack the skull popped out, and landed with a thud on the blood stained grass. The "Light" Wizard Spear slowly went back to his original form as he looked at the portals to the Hell. He saw something else there, though. Something…

The Light Wizard walked up to the female Krylo and asked, “How ya doin’ sexy?”
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Mesden just looked back at the Dark Wizard, disbelief etched all over her face. "Uh huh. If my scan recalls, normal Twid took out the puppet. I guess you have something to prove, eh?”

The Dark Wizard just looked back at the Goddess and grinned. Pride covered his face. "Only because I started the fight using Nova.”

Mesden saw that she had taken enough time chatting with this little scum bag, who was somehow nice right now, and decided that they had to get ready to attack Gaia. "Yes, Nova. Something articulate among the mundane. That's beside the point. Do you have nay way to get us there quickly that won't require me pulling us into my realm?"

The Dark Wizard shook his head, now a lot less confident. With a step toward the Gates of Hell, he asked, “So, my dear, shall we go?”

[POS Industries]

"That should do it, I think..."

POS had finished constructing his latest bit o' genius. At the heart of the device was the wand that, up until now, he had been using as a blunt weapon. A fair amount of wiring and circuitry surrounded the magic object, all enclosed in a black metal casing. The jewel atop the wand pulsed dully with a dim violet light.

Pedro held it up, looking it over as a medical droid tended to the gash on his forehead. "Hmmm, yes," he mumbled, "Not bad. Needs more power before it'll do much of anything, of course, but that's nothing to worry about. I'll be relying on the gods themselves to power it!"

His wound now closed, Pedro chuckled to himself as he stepped over the still-unconscious Fenris and made his way over to the wall-mounted intercom. Pressing the button, he decided it was time to be social again.

"Robotics Lab 1 to Phoenix. I see you got the reactor online. Any other business we need to attend to?"

[mauve]

Mauve stared down at herself. This was... odd.

Instead of her trademark pink dress and hat, she now appeared to be wearing dark blue shirt and pants and a ninja mask. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her knife was now strapped to her upper arm, in a secret sheath in her sleeve.

That wasn't too strange, considering that Phoenixflame had turned into a tiger thing and Newb was now a small bunny. What Mauve found odd, though, was the fact that she now held everything that was once in Phoenix's pocket.

"Oh crap," she said, her voice muffled by the mask. "Chaos-induced class change." Mauve Mage was now Mauve Thief.

She now had overwhelming urges to lurk in shadows, pursue kleptomanic desires, and change her name to something along the lines of Mauve Shadow, or something similary dramatic and ninja-y. Why she was wearing blue, she had no idea. Maybe that was the "chaotic" bit of the chaos explosion. Or maybe theives simply didn't wear pink.

"But now that I'm not a mage, I no longer have overwhelming urges to burn things!" she whined. "Although this blue does compliment my eyes."

As Pedro's voice rang out through the loudspeaker, Mauve slid over to the shadows, passing Newb in the process. Why a rabbit was wearing a wristwatch was beyond her, but at least now he no longer needed to worry about it. Her Pockets of Near Infinate Holding seemed to have survived the class change, and Mauve was suddenly very glad.

[Premmy]

A small purple ball, about the size of a marble rolled around at the feet of the Gaian army as they did battle with team Kick Raiden’s Ass. The ball grew to about palm size, and then began jumping around, hissing, and glowing. A crack appeared on the surface, right between the two pink circles on the top. Still more cracks formed all over and a red smoke started gushing out of the sphere. It glowed brighter until it exploded sending shards everywhere. As the smoke cleared and the Gaians gathered around in curiosity, a short, caped figure could be seen rising up from the ground. It got to its feet and dusted itself off.

As premonitions looked around, he began to notice some strange things about himself. First, his Afro was gone, replaced with strange nappless hair that hung down, and obscured his vision. As he reached up to move it out of his face, a flamer called out from the eerily quiet army. “DAMN, THAT’S ONE WEIRD LOOKING BITCH!” Premonitions started looking around to see which of the women he had came here with would start raining destruction on the poor hapless fools.

He then began to notice his body, which felt lighter, curvier, like a woman’s. He held up a staying hand at the advancing army. For whatever reason, they stopped and watched. Premonitions felt his clothes hang on him, like they were suddenly far too large for his frame. Just as he began to analyze himself further, his pants decided that they would be much more comfortable on the ground. After they slid down and sank to the dirt with a light thud, Premonitions looked down and the view his new pantsless state offered him answered many questions, but raised others still. The spontaneous sex change was frightening enough, but now it seemed his entire body was covered in reptilian scales. And really, who wants scaly breasts?

She pulled up her pants and produced a belt to hold them up, and then she sat on the ground and held her head between her hands. A flamer walked up and poked her with a blazing digit “HEY STUPID! WE FIGHT’N OR WHAT?” Premonitions looked up at the smoldering creature before her, it was the least of her worries at this point. She waved a clawed hand at him dismissively and sat for another second. When she finally stood up, she looked over the charred and desolated landscape leading up to Mount Raiden.

Every inch was covered with Gaians and there were portals in the air, spewing out more of them every second, however, She was able to pick out the members of her team. She knelt down calmly on the ground and untied and removed both her shoes, which didn’t fit anyway. She produced a pair of red and white sneakers with what appeared to be air jet engines on the bottom; on the side printed in black letters were the words “G.U.N. PROJECT SHADOW.” She slipped them on and pressed the buttons on the insides of the ankles. The shoes instantly shrank to fit her feet. She then produced two metal gloves; they each had two claws jutting out the tops that extended well past the hand and looked somewhat like miniature shovels. After fitting them over the tops of her hands, she jumped into the air. When she came down she was spinning like a drill and she seemed to melt into the earth below her.
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Under ground: She was moving through the earth at breakneck speed, she wasn’t running it was more like sliding as she plowed through the dirt. She moved in an almost hypnotic pattern, each swipe of her hand complemented by a shuffle of her feet. She was carving a tunnel through the dirt and suddenly stopped at a massive wall of stone. “So… This is where Mt. Raiden starts” She turned around and started digging downwards. She turned and slid and dug in every direction, carving an endless path up, and down and out in the dirt. She moved towards the center of her massive subterranean creation and quickly carved out a huge round hollow. She then settled and leaned against a wall, she produced a lamp and set it on the ground, illuminating the giant round hole, casting a faint shadow into all the other tunnels connecting to it.

After catching her breath, Premonitions reached back into her hair, she pulled as hard as she can and soon held a strange circular object that seemed to be a hole in the space. This was the actual source of her power, she laid it on the ground and pulled at it’s edges expanding it out ward until it took up half of the floor of the “room” She breathed deeply and stuck both hands into the swirling black and blue portal. She strained with some unseen object in the hole, she screamed and groaned and hissed she cursed loudly and her voice momentarily regained its usual tone when she did. To anyone listening into the entrance on the surface, it would seem like something very unpleasant, at least for her, was going on between her and the devil. After much struggling, she pulled out a large, round, bluish black sphere with a skull and crossbones symbol emblazoned on the front and a fuse curling out the top. Sweating heavily, she set it down on the ground as she yanked the edge of the portal and it snapped back to its original size. After reaffixing it onto the back of her head, she leaned down and read out the inscription on the bottom of the bomb written in neat hylian characters.

“This is the great-big-super-humongous-giant-huge-really-really-large-andseveralotheradjectivesthat meannotsmall bomb. It will destroy everything, the only hope anyone has against this bomb is to be on a different plane of existence, a whole city away from the explosion or maybe under ground, and even then there is only a slim chance of survival. This explosive should never be used. Ever. Ever. Pay attention. DO NOT LIGHT THIS BOMB. If you enjoyed this product and were not reduced to atoms, please feel free to look us up in hyrule castle market, we’re right next to the bombchu bowling alley. Daniel’s Explosive Emporium, hyrule castle town” She walked over to her lantern on the ground and picked it up. She scrambled up to the top of the bomb and put the flame to the fuse, as the rope began to sizzle the skull and cross bones morphed into the number nine, then eight, then seven. Premonitions jumped to the ground and began her coasting run, activating her air shoes and zooming through the tunnels until she found light, she ran upward towards the exit just as she heard a muffled explosion.

On the Surface:
She shot up out of the ground at super speed and went flying high into the air, soon she was at eye level with the peak of mount Raiden, she whipped her hand over her shoulder and detached her cape, holding the corners, it expanded out like a parachute as she lazily floated back down to earth. Only then did she remember that all of her friends were still down there on the ground that was now, up heaving itself and moving in ways that no creator could possibly have intended. Every gaian in sight died and everyone that fell out of the portal died on contact with the ever shifting and burning earth. It finally settled down just as she came in to land, what was once a wide expanse of land was now a huge canyon, conveniently filled with various types of corpses and rocks. She reattached her cape, and smiled pleasantly. She looked around for any signs of movement, when she heard a sound behind her. It sounded like a boulder falling, probably just an aftereffect, but it grew louder and closer she looked back, apparently she had done some damage to the stability of mount raiden and now large chunks of it were falling down towards her and whoever might still be alive. She started walking then jogging then began coasting again…

[Krylo]

(OOC: This obviously takes place before Prem blew shit up)

When Light Twiddy came to to Krylo/Haeru, the woman looked him over for a moment and then a sultry smile played across her face as she reached out and ran her fingertips down the man's arm, sensually. "Mmm... I like my men strong and beautiful..." she said, as her fingers traced their way down his lower arm gently playing along the nerves and sending warm feelings brushing up through him.

Then Haeru's arm reached Light Twiddy's wrist and everything changed in a blur of pain--at least pain for Light Twiddy.

Haeru wrapped her elegant fingers around his wrist and twisted his arm while pulling it out--spinning her own body behind his. Her spin ceased as her other hand came down on Light Twiddy's now fully extended elbow.

Tendons tore and bones twisted and snapped aside under the force as Light Twiddy's arm broke in half like a board under the hand of a karate master. Shards of bone jutted out from the, now, jelly-like flesh around his ex-elbow horribly tearing muscle and allowing blood to flow freely from the wounds.

Before the wizard could even begin to concentrate through the pain, however, Haeru struck again, this time with the heel of her combat boot against the back of Twiddy's calf in a downward kick. The mage fell to his knees under the force of the blow, his limp arm still held above him, and Haeru moved to strike again before Twiddy's kneecaps even impacted with the rock ground.

She dropped his hand, while pivoting on her left foot--forcing it to dig painfully into the calf she was still standing on--and brought the steel toed tips of her right foot directly into Twiddy's face. His nose exploded in a gush of blood and his body was thrown backwards against the hard ground, but Haeru didn't let up--continuing to rotate, while bringing her foot down.

The heel of her boot landed heavily on Light Twiddy's chest, and a sickening crunch could be heard as multiple ribs cracked under the blow, but, even as she was moving to stomp on him, she was also drawing one of her nine milimeter pistols. Before he could even comprehend what had just happened, the barrel of a gun was pressed hard against his swollen eye socket. The cool steel actually felt good for a moment against his battered flesh, until he remembered where he was.

"Too bad you're not strong OR attractive... at all... plus, I think I might be too rough for you," Haeru said before calmly walking off of him, with the same gait as those bitchy girls you all wanted to fuck in highschool--her legs close together, and every step drawing attention directly to her ass.

[Truce]

The battle inside his head was fierce. Papers were flying everywhere, memories ebbed and flowed freely, and there was more Rhiya fanservice than one could to pay attention to (though, some would try). In the end though, he had managed to tie Rhiya up and hang her from the ceiling.

"Can you be quiet for a second? I need to fix this little fowl problem you've gotten me into..."

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Chaos was a funny thing. Though it had dictated that Ecurt must be a turkey (for at least the remainder of this RP), it didn't really care what kind of turkey he should be. So, when he tried to change back into his normal form, instead of preventing him from doing so it simply changed what he would become.

A turkey can be two things. The usual delicious bird that is slaughtered in mass numbers for consumption for Thanksgiving, or it could be a person considered inept or undesirable.

And what he became horrified him. It was the last person he wanted to see right now, let alone become. "Aww hell, shugah."

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Inside his head, Sub-Rhiya was rolling on the floor, laughing out loud. Sub-Ecurt didn't even bother asking how she had gotten down; he was too busy banging his head against the wall, wondering why the world hated him so.

[Arhra]

Arhra did have one point she felt she'd better raise, "Uh, It seems that the hobo has ended up with Yuri's powers somehow. The link I had to her connects to him now. If I could just borrow your test subject for a second, I think I might be able to at least be able to put the link back where it should be. Then I think someone was saying something about rigging up some sort of shield for the ship by harnessing my draining ablity."

The link renweal went as she'd expected. Finding Fenris still securely bound to the medical table and unconscious, it was a simple manner to carefully rip her link out of him and clean off any bits of hobo essence that she accidently torn out with it. From there, she let a hair thin probe from the link's untethered end to slip through the magical wake left by the wave of chaos to Yuri and then she released the rest of it to complete the connection. It knew where it was supposed to be after all.

Of course, she hadn't been able to transfer Yuri's innate powers back yet - that would probably need Fenris and Yuri to be close together, but she counted it as a good success. Something was still a bit odd though.

Yuir opened her eyes and staggered to her feet just as the giant explosion went off. She looked much more hobo-ish than normal - some weird combination of bum and japanese schoolgirl. She even had a bottle of hooch in one hand.

"Huh? Whazat?" she slurred. Somehow, despite being unconscious when the change occured, she'd managed to get inebriated. It was probably Pyros' fault. "Thaz right." Yuri continued, "Arhra-chan wanted me to kill Gui.. Gaiams... hic." She streaked towards the frontlines in a crooked but surprisingly fast stagger.

Seeing yet more proof of how much that wave of chaos had made everything go haywire, Arhra felt fortunate that it seemed to have had no effect on her. No strange transformations or having to be cautious about what others said for her.

She was 100% wrong there.

Like some malignant curse, the changes the chaos wave had wrought lurked in her, waiting for their trigger.

[POS Industries]

Having grown tired of Fenris' constant attempts to escape, POS decided it was time to be a little more forceful. One might wonder at this point how someone can go about being more forceful after bombarding their subject with a small army of droids and draining away their newly discovered magical bishonen powers, but the answer was quite simple.

Cutting his intercom link to Phoenix after waiting for what felt like about a day and a half for a response, Pedro marched over to the fallen hobo and addressed the nearest service droid, which happened to be busy cleaning an oddly Pedro-shaped bloodstain off the wall. "You, Rodimus Prime," he barked and motioned toward Fenris, "move that over to the med table and put it in restraints. I don't want the test subject getting away."

"I do not recognize the designation 'Rodimus Prime', Mr. O'Sullivan," the droid responded, "Would you like me to do it instead?"

POS sighed. "Rei?"

"Yes, Pe-chan?" the digitized voice of his AI piped up.

"Be a dear and reprogram this unit to respond to the name 'Rodimus Prime', please."

"You got it, Pe-chan!" The service droid froze, it's head moving back and forth slightly as it processed the incoming data, before the machine suddenly double over in what seemed to be pain. It then leaned back, screaming horribly into the air, before returning to its original position with a light "ding".

The robot finally spoke, "As you wish, Mr. O'Sullivan. I, Rodimus Prime, shall fulfill this task!"

Pedro thought that the droid seemed more energetic than before as he watched as it almost proudly hoist the unconscious Fenris over its shoulder and moved him over to the med table and strapped him down. Before he could ask Rei what other changes she made it its programming, Arhra entered the lab, breezing past POS as if he weren't even there as she made her way to Fenris.

After working her mojo to reestablish the link to Yuri, Arhra suddenly had a puzzled look on her face. "Okay, that's odd," she said, looking at the unconscious hobo, "Yuri seems to have quite a bit less Sailor and quite a bit more hobo in her. Fenris, on the other hand, is all hobo. There's some magic power missing..."

"How very strange. Wouldn't know anything about it, myself," Pedro replied as he hid the device he had been working on in his coat before she turned around, "And what do you mean by 'quite a bit more hobo in her'?"

"She's drunk."

"You mean she wasn't before?"

"No," Arhra said, shaking her head a little, "that's just how she usually is. This time, however, she somehow managed to get a bottle of hooch. I don't know how, but I'm pretty sure Pyros has something do with it. By the way, it looks like you were unaffected by the big chaos blast. I was beginning to think I was the only one..."

For whatever reason, Rei decided to field this one, "Well, Pe-chan was talking about llamas and penguins earlier, but he stopped right after he got kil--"

"Yes, well, llamas and penguins are fascinating creatures, you know," POS interjected quickly, "Anyway, now that I think about it, you actually do seem to be a good deal shorter than you were before..."

[PhoenixFlame]

Phoenix was busy making her way to the Isparalian's C&C, and her commlink had been bombarded with several hundred calls from various crew-sections. Getting the ship off the ground and into the air had proven to be a difficult task, and one that certainly upset quite a few of the transient visitors of PhoenixCorp HQ.

The Rakshasa-Phoenix glanced once more at her connection gear, and saw one bleep that she accidently ignored, from Robotics Lab 1.

"Oh! Pedro, sorry about that." She apologised, "Just readying the Isparalian for launch."

About that time, the entire structure shook, and quickly stabilized as the inertial dampeners kicked in.

"Launched..." Phoenix corrected, "Well, If you're done in robotics lab one, I'd like to your company in the Mech Lab, if you wouldn't mind." she added, making her way to a large pair of menacing double-blast doors labeled, "MECH LAB."

"We'll be in range of Mount Raiden shortly, so I wanted everyone to be well armed for the encounter. Don't you agree?"