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Arhra · 05-08-2006, 08:41 AM

"Are you sure getting Rei to put Phoenix in the H.W. Altan is the best idea?" Mauve asked Arhra.

"I know exactly what I am doing!" Arhra replied confidently. They had just opened the dimensional portal and Arhra seemed struck with new energy. She seemed to have become more familiar with the ship's layout too. Either that or she was just dashing around aimlessly with utter certainty that she knew where she was and it was just everything else that was misplaced.

They came to a lift, the hanger having the ones that were more of a moving platform. Arhra stood on it and activated the controls. They were off to the bridge.

POS was a little surprised to have Arhra storm onto the Isparalian's bridge, Mauve at her tail as well as the surprise as one of the bridge crew reported their new location seemed to right near Mount Raiden. The portal transit had been fine, for those on the ship at least. Those on the battlefield weren't quite as fortunate.

The Isparalian's had burst through a great swirling vortex in the sky, a diabolical portal like some infernal sun. Its arrival displaced a massive volume of air, making a shrieking windstorm envelop part of the battlefield, in some places superheated from the heat of the ship's re-entry.

Arhra had strode up to the raised area the captains chair was placed upon, eyes flashing over the various readout and ears taking in the reports of the bridge crew. Her eyes lingered on the tactical map for a moment. With a voice of command she cried out, "Prepare to deploy the Robo-hobo! Launch... now!"

A bay on the bottom of of the Isparalian open, the Robo-hobo lowering into view, support hangers wrapping around its shoulders. A split second later, the supports released, letting the Robo-hobo drop like a stone. A very large, heavy stone. A stone that looked like it was going to land right on top of Fidem.

Back on the bridge, Arhra seemed to have assumed she was in charge, giving orders left and right, "Activate the A/I Gestalt Shield Layer Interface! Energise all forwards weapon batteries!"

In the background, POs was muttering to himself, "Why are they listening to her? She's not in charge. She's not even in the chain of command!" He consoled himself with the possibility that the bridge crew knew what they were doing and Arhra 'orders' were just the obvious thing to go. Besides, what exactly was a "A/I Gestalt Shield Layer Interface"? She was just making this up.

That surmise was abruptly shattered when a part of the floor opened up and an elaborate machine that looked like some unholy love-child of a throne and a sophisticated torture device rose out of it, apparently at Arhra's command. Arhra sat in it, wincing slightly as it some parts of it closed in and appeared to engage invasive linkages between the girl and the device. Holographic displays flickered into existence, displaying readouts on three small mobile shields that could move to reinforce any point on the Isparalian's shields.

"Wait a moment," POS said, "I never saw Phoenix do any work on that proposed shield utilising your draining ability."

Arhra cheerily smiled back, "Why that's elementary my dear POS. It is the joy of delegation."

It seemed just in time, as the defensive aritllery doting Mount Raiden chose that moment to open fire. Arhra began shifting her three shields into a defensive configuration on the prow and cried one last order.

"Fire at will!"

05-08-2006, 08:41 AM	#11
Arhra Ara ara! Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: Neo Venezia Posts: 5,013	"Are you sure getting Rei to put Phoenix in the H.W. Altan is the best idea?" Mauve asked Arhra. "I know exactly what I am doing!" Arhra replied confidently. They had just opened the dimensional portal and Arhra seemed struck with new energy. She seemed to have become more familiar with the ship's layout too. Either that or she was just dashing around aimlessly with utter certainty that she knew where she was and it was just everything else that was misplaced. They came to a lift, the hanger having the ones that were more of a moving platform. Arhra stood on it and activated the controls. They were off to the bridge. POS was a little surprised to have Arhra storm onto the Isparalian's bridge, Mauve at her tail as well as the surprise as one of the bridge crew reported their new location seemed to right near Mount Raiden. The portal transit had been fine, for those on the ship at least. Those on the battlefield weren't quite as fortunate. The Isparalian's had burst through a great swirling vortex in the sky, a diabolical portal like some infernal sun. Its arrival displaced a massive volume of air, making a shrieking windstorm envelop part of the battlefield, in some places superheated from the heat of the ship's re-entry. Arhra had strode up to the raised area the captains chair was placed upon, eyes flashing over the various readout and ears taking in the reports of the bridge crew. Her eyes lingered on the tactical map for a moment. With a voice of command she cried out, "Prepare to deploy the Robo-hobo! Launch... now!" A bay on the bottom of of the Isparalian open, the Robo-hobo lowering into view, support hangers wrapping around its shoulders. A split second later, the supports released, letting the Robo-hobo drop like a stone. A very large, heavy stone. A stone that looked like it was going to land right on top of Fidem. Back on the bridge, Arhra seemed to have assumed she was in charge, giving orders left and right, "Activate the A/I Gestalt Shield Layer Interface! Energise all forwards weapon batteries!" In the background, POs was muttering to himself, "Why are they listening to her? She's not in charge. She's not even in the chain of command!" He consoled himself with the possibility that the bridge crew knew what they were doing and Arhra 'orders' were just the obvious thing to go. Besides, what exactly was a "A/I Gestalt Shield Layer Interface"? She was just making this up. That surmise was abruptly shattered when a part of the floor opened up and an elaborate machine that looked like some unholy love-child of a throne and a sophisticated torture device rose out of it, apparently at Arhra's command. Arhra sat in it, wincing slightly as it some parts of it closed in and appeared to engage invasive linkages between the girl and the device. Holographic displays flickered into existence, displaying readouts on three small mobile shields that could move to reinforce any point on the Isparalian's shields. "Wait a moment," POS said, "I never saw Phoenix do any work on that proposed shield utilising your draining ability." Arhra cheerily smiled back, "Why that's elementary my dear POS. It is the joy of delegation." It seemed just in time, as the defensive aritllery doting Mount Raiden chose that moment to open fire. Arhra began shifting her three shields into a defensive configuration on the prow and cried one last order. "Fire at will!" __________________ This post is a good source of Ara ara, ufufu.* *These statements have not been evaluated by the Food and Drug Administration. This post is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or prevent any disease.