MyrtenRose
Knight of Rebellion
What an absolute abomination of an illusion.
Neo loved it.
Neo took the offered hand.
She couldn't care less about whatever this absolute tool of a soldier thought. She hadn't even bothered introducing herself.
Neo and Emerald would have to be better. They'dd have to do better whenever they caught up with the others.
But none of the Atlas grunts she'd murdered back at Beacon had been half this cocky.
Still, a long drawn out fight just wasn't on the agenda!~
The rifles?
No problem. Even if a couple of shots pinged them the aura would help mend most of the damage if any.
The hooks?
They were definitely a problem and one Neo wasn't in an oppertune position to do much about. Cutting them with Hush's blade may have worked but not before-
*thud*
Neo had been arrested one other time while in this world.
It was after her other suckerpunched her and performed a stylish combo to knock her out.
Then some Atlas goons cuffed her and threw her into a cell.
Truth be told, if Neo had known how things were gonna play out? She may have just worked with Brawnen and killed this other world's Yang right then and there.
But that said, the time in that cell had SUCKED and she'd just comforted Emerald. Made it clear that no matter what this world threw at them, they'd be able to move through it no matter what. They couldn't do that if they were both captured and locked up like they were just a bunch of common thugs caught loitering on the streets. So as Neo and Emerald collapsed to the ground, Neo smiled.
And shattered.
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Okay, so two things.
This chick-whoever she was-her arsenal was going to be annoying as hell to deal with. Between the robots and that gravity gun? Getting bogged down into a street fight would only drain their aura and be a waste of their time and energy. Which meant staying and putting up and fighting was just out of the question. It'd end up going this bitch's way in the long run and Neo was going to do everything possible to keep the two of them from getting a front row tour on how Atlas treats prisoners. More so if Schnee was still on Team Ozpin...
No, they just couldn't let this happen. During her time with Cinder here in Atlas, Neo had done some snooping around. There had to be somewhere they could lay low for a bit. Give themselves a bit more breathing room and plan on how to catch up with Pintsized!Cinder and friends. Couldn't do that if you had a whole squad of bots and their ringleader pursuing you though. Holding tightly onto Emerald's hand and gripping Hush's blade with the other, Neo continued to run. If they just got far enough, she could use her semblance to disguise the two of them and they'd be golden, at least for a little while. At the present time, Neo'd barely managed to put some distance between them as she looked back over her shoulder past a nearby building as they ran.
"...Hm."
Truthfully, he'd been hoping for something more resembling a spectacle. A true display of incompetence on the Special Operative's part as Paradise and him seemed to take their time getting involved in the midst of things. Mainly due to a mixture of pettiness and not having a good enough idea about what both of the intruders in question were capable of.
The display he'd just seen sealed it.
They were both illusionists of some kind and it seemed the shorter one had a decent way of making herself scarce.
"Doubt they've gotten far. If she could avoid trouble that easily, she'd have done it straight from the moment she'd seen your-rather loud by the by-approach. Wouldn't have needed the other girl to play parlor tricks."
He scanned the area with a quick lookover.
"No...I'd say they're closer than they'd like to be..."
"Too far and it'd have proved a strain on her semblance. Not far enough and she'd be underestimating you. Maybe they still are." He mused.
"Paradise!"
He shouted, one of the few times he'd raised his voice since joining this 'operation.'
"Yes, Magenta!"
"Go see if you can 'cut' our friends off...."
He spared a glance to Helios.
"And you can circle around and cut off their escape..."
Paradise was already racing off, eager to show that the training he'd done with Magenta hadn't been in vain!~
There never was the intention for a drawn out conflict with the newcomer they'd run across, especially with the level of firepower and backup she was packing. It was a fool's choice to make otherwise. The whole of it was a risky gambit, debatably stupid, where the sole intention was to ferret out whomever it was stalking the two. Emerald's curiosity was satisfied now, or rather, replaced by the alarming need to make tracks and go the opposite direction of said tracks.
The only issue, the crux of it all really, was that Emerald Sustrai was entirely unfamiliar with the layout of Mantle itself. There were no series of easy boltholes to flitter themselves to absolve themselves of the eyes in the sky, no points of contact she knew personally beyond those they'd arrived with and the resistance. No assets to leverage here whatsoever beyond their cunning and semblances.
On the other hand, it seemed very much that Neo had an inkling, the way she conducted herself after extricating the two of them from what easily was a precarious situation. She was what allowed for the reversal of her hook, an abrupt departure opposite to what had been portrayed, her illusions of glass an ever persistent thorn in whomever they blighted's side. Something of a commanding presence arose from the gesture of Neo's, grabbing Emerald's own hand as she guided her down the various paths away from the temporary scene of the kerfuffle.
Emerald would have said something at risk of giving themselves away so instead she elected to do two things. A brief exercise in forgoing the use of her voice, though not in the same manner as Neo, and to demonstrate her burgeoning trust in the assassin by letting her take the reins for now. It was easier this way, always had she favored working from behind-- better yet from the shadows-- to be ever vigilant and alert for whatever encroached upon the two with a well devised reaction of Thief's Respite or her hallucinations.
She absolutely had no intentions of being clapped in aura-stunting manacles and ensconced within a hole unfit for human habitation. Emerald suspected Neo didn't either.
Special Operative Gwen Helios was not a woman who felt inclined to takes chances, to leave room for those she'd been tasked with locating and apprehending to easily escape. The same nonchalant attitude that she had just shown the illusionary beast was expressed yet again, for as Neo and Emerald shattered and the former smiled? There was just the slightest upward quirk at the corner of Gwen's mouth as she returned the expression. Not at the act of disappearing, or the frankly intriguing semblance implied, but at the simple fact that most of the AK-200s immediately began to pursue, their paths taking them very nearly step-for-step along the same path the two had taken in their intended escape. That sudden pursuit might have been inexplicable for the duo, but she knew better.
The Atlesian military was well aware of how Helios operated in the field. The deployment of AK-200s that had been sent to her aid were not the type of fresh out of the factory, default settings bots. They had been specifically chosen because Gwen had upgraded them in the past. Not nearly to the same amount as Jennings, and not in the same way. With the 200s, her upgrading took the form of giving each of them one additional sensory mode beyond their standard vision. She liked to be prepared for any eventuality, no matter how unlikely, and the supplementary modes reflected that. One could see in infrared, another had limited x-ray vision, a different one had a motion sensor built in and calibrated for a considerable distance, one could even sense the vibrations in the ground and use that to its advantage, and there were more still.
So it was when the illusion shattered and no heat signature could be detected from that spot, the motion sensor pinged with sudden swift movement from a different direction, as one of them felt every step the two took as they fled...damn near the whole lot of them had moved to chase after them.
"Relax, don't sound so worried, Magenta." She casually remarked, completely at ease as most of the robots stomped out after them, only Jennings and one of the AK-200s staying behind. She disengaged her jet boots, conserving the fuel for when she'd need the mobility. "This attempt at escape isn't going to go in those two's favor. Nevermind that I can interface with every camera in this city and locate them again easily enough. Nevermind the fact that the 200s are already following after the duo. Omega Squad is waiting in the wings for just this scenario." She smiled, sounding 110% confident that even if all else somehow failed, that squad would not.
And why would they? Unlike Jennings, and the AK-200s, Omega Squad had not been built in a standard form that Atlas can churn out by the hundreds. They were not default robots that Gwen upgraded with modifications. No, the far more unique robots had been designed and put together specifically by Gwen herself. Her brilliant mind, the nature of her semblance, and the funding and access to the requisite raw materials that came from Atlas's most esteemed councilwoman...all of it allowed her to build, to experiment to the degree that she so loved.
As the two soon found out, when their escape route brought them into the view of one of said squad. It was most definitely a far cry from the AK-series in pursuit. It was nearly 15 feet tall as well as inhumanly slender and unlike the design of its smaller brethren, this robot had no obvious armor pieces, and its outer workings were far more scaly looking in contrast to the smooth metal frame of the 200s. In addition, there was an orange glow that emanated outwards from the center of its torso.
No later than a second after those small glowing eyes locked onto the pair, Gwen's earpiece received a signal burst from the unit. A signal that informed her, as well as the rest of Omega Squad, that the targets had been re-acquired. Those lengthy legs started forth in an eerie looking stride to close the distance between itself and Emerald/Neo. Yet before long, it shifted into a quicker but no less eerie dash, making clear its intent to engage the two in combat. Its right arm rippled and shifted in a similar manner as Gwen's weapon Malware had done earlier. Where its hand had just been, something that looked far more like pincers rested in its place. Pincers that, once the robot was in range, moved in an attempt to clutch Emerald on both sides of her person and slam her down into the ground below.
Non-lethal subduing of the targets were the active mission parameters.
"Found them." Gwen commented, though it was probably unnecessary given that she assumed the other two soldiers were tuned into the same frequency on their respective earpieces. "Come on then!" She called out over her shoulder as she began to run, making her way through the streets to get to where Emerald and Neo were. Jennings and the one remaining 200 series machine followed instantly after. "This way!" She yelled out to Paradise a moment later, to give the hanger-on a more specific direction to follow instead of his own route. The other AK-200s were much quicker to emerge onto the scene than Gwen was.
There was barely a second or two of them analyzing the scene, before they all in complete unison turned their rifles to aim at Neo and fired multiple times, stun blasts meant to shock the smaller woman.
The Atlesian military was well aware of how Helios operated in the field. The deployment of AK-200s that had been sent to her aid were not the type of fresh out of the factory, default settings bots. They had been specifically chosen because Gwen had upgraded them in the past. Not nearly to the same amount as Jennings, and not in the same way. With the 200s, her upgrading took the form of giving each of them one additional sensory mode beyond their standard vision. She liked to be prepared for any eventuality, no matter how unlikely, and the supplementary modes reflected that. One could see in infrared, another had limited x-ray vision, a different one had a motion sensor built in and calibrated for a considerable distance, one could even sense the vibrations in the ground and use that to its advantage, and there were more still.
So it was when the illusion shattered and no heat signature could be detected from that spot, the motion sensor pinged with sudden swift movement from a different direction, as one of them felt every step the two took as they fled...damn near the whole lot of them had moved to chase after them.
"Relax, don't sound so worried, Magenta." She casually remarked, completely at ease as most of the robots stomped out after them, only Jennings and one of the AK-200s staying behind. She disengaged her jet boots, conserving the fuel for when she'd need the mobility. "This attempt at escape isn't going to go in those two's favor. Nevermind that I can interface with every camera in this city and locate them again easily enough. Nevermind the fact that the 200s are already following after the duo. Omega Squad is waiting in the wings for just this scenario." She smiled, sounding 110% confident that even if all else somehow failed, that squad would not.
And why would they? Unlike Jennings, and the AK-200s, Omega Squad had not been built in a standard form that Atlas can churn out by the hundreds. They were not default robots that Gwen upgraded with modifications. No, the far more unique robots had been designed and put together specifically by Gwen herself. Her brilliant mind, the nature of her semblance, and the funding and access to the requisite raw materials that came from Atlas's most esteemed councilwoman...all of it allowed her to build, to experiment to the degree that she so loved.
As the two soon found out, when their escape route brought them into the view of one of said squad. It was most definitely a far cry from the AK-series in pursuit. It was nearly 15 feet tall as well as inhumanly slender and unlike the design of its smaller brethren, this robot had no obvious armor pieces, and its outer workings were far more scaly looking in contrast to the smooth metal frame of the 200s. In addition, there was an orange glow that emanated outwards from the center of its torso.
No later than a second after those small glowing eyes locked onto the pair, Gwen's earpiece received a signal burst from the unit. A signal that informed her, as well as the rest of Omega Squad, that the targets had been re-acquired. Those lengthy legs started forth in an eerie looking stride to close the distance between itself and Emerald/Neo. Yet before long, it shifted into a quicker but no less eerie dash, making clear its intent to engage the two in combat. Its right arm rippled and shifted in a similar manner as Gwen's weapon Malware had done earlier. Where its hand had just been, something that looked far more like pincers rested in its place. Pincers that, once the robot was in range, moved in an attempt to clutch Emerald on both sides of her person and slam her down into the ground below.
Non-lethal subduing of the targets were the active mission parameters.
"Found them." Gwen commented, though it was probably unnecessary given that she assumed the other two soldiers were tuned into the same frequency on their respective earpieces. "Come on then!" She called out over her shoulder as she began to run, making her way through the streets to get to where Emerald and Neo were. Jennings and the one remaining 200 series machine followed instantly after. "This way!" She yelled out to Paradise a moment later, to give the hanger-on a more specific direction to follow instead of his own route. The other AK-200s were much quicker to emerge onto the scene than Gwen was.
There was barely a second or two of them analyzing the scene, before they all in complete unison turned their rifles to aim at Neo and fired multiple times, stun blasts meant to shock the smaller woman.