Fantasy Reaper: Reboot

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@Noivian

Leah opened her mouth to disclose the location of the two, but before she could she was interrupted. She had turned to address the room, but now her attention flicked back to the armoured speaker. He sounded presumptuous. Leah had to agree on one front though, most of these weavers and soldiers were untrained.

 

[ProRPer]

Cam stumbled back into the room and appraoched the group, "We have the location on James and Asilia. So we going to head out or what?" He asked with a moderate voice.

 

[SSgt Goodrich]

Goodrich turned his gaze from the stitched man to the Peter Piper who seemed even more eager than he to hunt down the two. He now had names for the fugitives. He took a small mental note.


He met the speaker with an equally moderate voice, save for the robotic sound of his speaker cranking into play. He held a silent respect for the designers of his gear, it may be heavy as hell, but small quality-of-life accessories like the microphone in the helmet made it much easier to communicate--although, with the listeners having to deal with his artificially modified voice.


"I think we need to decide if we move as a single squad or if we split. In the case of the single squad, we have more firepower to bear on the enemy. However, if they escape our single group, we have no means to cut them off. If we split up, one group can act as the weight and keep them pinned while the other group flanks and detains. That is how we dealt with Reapers where I am from. Almost like a game of hopscotch--fire and maneuver."


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[Noivian]

"I don't want to go alone," Mila pipped up from where she had been in the back of the group. "I mean, it's my first time on a mission... don't you think it would be easier in pairs, at the very least?" Silently, she was hoping they would all go as a group, but the armor man had a point. If they got away, there'd be no one to catch them again.

 

[Anem]

Seeing a bunch of people grouped up Chris moved over to approach them. "Hey what up with you fine folks and are you guys ready to go on the mission to save those civilians." Chris said as he clapped and rubbed his hands together.

 

[ProRPer]

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@zenreaper

"It depends if we split and how many people here are actually skilled in this type of field. I'll split if I have to, and the rest of you guys can remain in the group."

 

[zenreaper]

dante was a bit confused he was not the type to deal with strategies so he was just listening for now. he caught the basic gist of things but it was not as clear as it could be to him. he understood that one team is more fire power and two teams would make it easier to catch the runaways but it all depended on how skilled everyone was. dante himself didn't know if he was strong necessarily the only time he got into a fight he blacked out and when he came to he was in a bed covered in blood he did not know if it was his own or not .

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

A loud bang from downstairs. The sound of a revolver fiering. Asilia crawled out of her bed and into the hallway. She was looking over the edge of the stairs with curious eyes. A gruesome scene lay befor her. Blood everywhere.... Brains splattered acrost the kitchen wall. Moment later her father appeared and grabbed somebody by the neck and slammed them against the wall. Little Asilia watched as her father disemboweled the poor man. When Aura had noticed her watching he moved up the stairs and held her close. He explained everything.... And how humans were evil.


Asilia some with a start in James's arms. She was crying softy.

 

[SSgt Goodrich]

"I am not sure about any of you, but I am quite competent. I would gladly lead the anchor."


He closed his eyes behind the visor and sighed, realizing that he was putting himself on a high horse. These people were recruited, just like him, so they had merit and a degree of skill that should not be taken lightly. Especially when they were probably mostly Weavers.


"I may not be good at taking hits or going toe-to-toe with those blades, but I am crafty. I can hold a position better than any man back in my old platoon."


He opened his eyes, realizing how odd he must look to the group. Here is a man, tall and armored, barking about his own merit and accomplishments. He had taken the position of a high horse, and while his confidence was sure to inspire some of the crowd, he decided it was best to go back to his roots. He is still a new recruit after all.


With a raise of his right hand, and a flick of a switch, his visor polarizes and reveals his face behind the glass. What they find is an aged man, crow's feet and all, looking back at each of the people individually. He hoped this would build a sense of trust, now that he had revealed his face, and that he was indeed on their side. He motioned with the hand that flicked the switch.


"I have faith in all of your abilities, we are all here for a reason, and there are a lot of us. We can form the two fireteams, I can lead the anchor, and someone can lead the flanking group. As much as I despise traitors, it would be in our best interest to detain and try them for the treason they have committed."


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[ProRPer]

Cam looked into the man's eyes, surprised by how he thought. He stammered a bit before he replied, "S-sure. Sounds good, but we can't spend thirty minutes figuring out what we are going to do, we need to get to them before they get back to the castle or whatever."

 

[Noivian]

"As great as that speech was, I agree with him," Mila said. "We can't just talk. We need to do."

 

[zenreaper]

dante was a bit surprised by the mans appearance. he, for one, though the man was young and just largely built. but as it turned he was quite a bit older than dante who was...17..18? time seemed to lose all sense when you sit in one room without window for days or weeks at a time. noticing that everyone was aggreeing with the mans idea he decided to do so too. holding up a small note that said :' i too agree'

 

[Anem]

Though he was being ignored Chris had some idea of what was going on now someone had betrayed Weave the only question is who was it. Chris lined up behind the mute one Dante if he remembered right. For now, it's best if he if listens to what they were saying and get a better idea of the situation.

 

[SSgt Goodrich]

It was then that Goodrich stood from the wall, and patted his prosthetic arm. Nobody knew that he was crippled, nor did he care to share, but he needed to give reassurance to his faith in the mechanical limbs. He faced all of them now.


"Alright, let us split evenly. I will lead the anchor group. Who will lead the flanking group?"


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[zenreaper]

if dante knew one thing he knew that he could not be a leader. for one he could not issue orders or warnings seeing as he was unable to speak. he held up a note reading:'i cant give orders so not me'

 

[ProRPer]

[QUOTE="SSgt Goodrich]
It was then that Goodrich stood from the wall, and patted his prosthetic arm. Nobody knew that he was crippled, nor did he care to share, but he needed to give reassurance to his faith in the mechanical limbs. He faced all of them now.
"Alright, let us split evenly. I will lead the anchor group. Who will lead the flanking group?"


@Everyone

[/QUOTE]
Cam muttered in a calm tone, "I'm not going to be leading the flank, nor will I partake in the group. We need a variety of options if we are going to catch a half-reaper and a Weaver." He paused for a moment before he continued, "I'll flank, but I'll come in from a different side. If things go wrong and the primary flanking group gets taken out, I'll swoop in. Sounds like a plan?" Cam didn't necessarily want to take orders from another recruit, but the man seemed to know what he was talking about, so he may as well follow along.

 

[SSgt Goodrich]

"Two flanks are better than one, obviously, but I worry that we might be spreading out too thin."


He took the man's words and plucked every outcome from the usual chaos of his brain. A flank doesn't even necessarily have to be clever, a flank can just be pure brute force. The entire point of a flank, though, is to just apply pressure from a different side. Thus, by applying pressure to multiple angles, the defender is forced to make dangerous decisions or face getting hit from an open side.


"Alright. Three groups. You can lead the second flank, but I suggest you bring someone else. I will lead the anchor, and now we need a volunteer for the first flank. Any takers?"


He looked over the group of children who surrounded him. He was the odd one out, no doubt, but he needed someone to take the place and responsibility of leader. It would be a difficult job, but nothing ever is easy.


@Everyone

 

[zenreaper]

[QUOTE="SSgt Goodrich]
"Two flanks are better than one, obviously, but I worry that we might be spreading out too thin."
He took the man's words and plucked every outcome from the usual chaos of his brain. A flank doesn't even necessarily have to be clever, a flank can just be pure brute force. The entire point of a flank, though, is to just apply pressure from a different side. Thus, by applying pressure to multiple angles, the defender is forced to make dangerous decisions or face getting hit from an open side.


"Alright. Three groups. You can lead the second flank, but I suggest you bring someone else. I will lead the anchor, and now we need a volunteer for the first flank. Any takers?"


He looked over the group of children who surrounded him. He was the odd one out, no doubt, but he needed someone to take the place and responsibility of leader. It would be a difficult job, but nothing ever is easy.


@Everyone

[/QUOTE]
dante was considering his position in all this. he really didn't care where he was placed so he might as well volunteer. he held up another note ,'i'll do it', it read

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

(Theese peeps be needen bikes! Muwahaha! Good thing Weave has a garage with tactical moterbikes and hummers. Oh but you didn't hear this from me. X'D)


Asilia dosed again. This time her dreams showed a different scene. She was strapped to a tabel and could see her father on one next to her, bleeding from the head. They had to hit him several times befor he was knocked out. The lights above her were bright. Blindingly so. All around her were people in white lab coats and operation masks. She squirmed a bit and regreted it. Searing pain shot up her entire body. She let out a muffled scream. She had been gagged. She looked down at her body and almost threw up. Her front was cut open, from waist line to just above the middle of her breasts. Blood everywhere. They were experimenting on her. Pulling things out and putting things in. One of the doctors realized she was awake and smacked her acrost the head with a crude wooden club.


Asilia awoke screaming this time. Tears flowed from her eyes and she burried her head in James's chest sobbing quietly.

 

[ProRPer]

[QUOTE="SSgt Goodrich]
"Two flanks are better than one, obviously, but I worry that we might be spreading out too thin."
He took the man's words and plucked every outcome from the usual chaos of his brain. A flank doesn't even necessarily have to be clever, a flank can just be pure brute force. The entire point of a flank, though, is to just apply pressure from a different side. Thus, by applying pressure to multiple angles, the defender is forced to make dangerous decisions or face getting hit from an open side.


"Alright. Three groups. You can lead the second flank, but I suggest you bring someone else. I will lead the anchor, and now we need a volunteer for the first flank. Any takers?"


He looked over the group of children who surrounded him. He was the odd one out, no doubt, but he needed someone to take the place and responsibility of leader. It would be a difficult job, but nothing ever is easy.


@Everyone

[/QUOTE]
"We'll need some sort of transporation. Going on foot would take too long, and they are probably getting further and further as we speak. I... It's a long story, but I think it's possible to use threads to make one levitate. I mean, I can already make other objects levitate with my threads, so maybe I can fly ahead if possible, and flank 'em just as you guys show up." He gave glances to each person in the group for some odd reason. Maybe since so much as been going on lately he began to lose his sense of trust.

 

[Anem]

"There is the garage should have what we need to catch them." Chris said speaking up to the group of people. While tapping his hand on his pants pocket.

 

[ProRPer]

He glanced at Chris, not really noticing he was there until now, "Sounds good. You guys head over and take care of that, I'll find my own means of catching up to them." A smirk came across his face, but only for a split-second until it went back to a face of gravity.

 

[Shinohara]

James didn't say anything to Asilia. he just listened to her every time she was pulled away from her dreams. He kept on running, not knowing when they would arrive but he had ajob to get Asilia to her father and he wouldn't give up on that.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Asilia continued to cry in James's arms. "Thank you...." She finally choked out

 

[Shinohara]

"I'll be here for you." James said and held Asilia a bit tighter.