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||Attention, Attention,|| Stacy's voice rang out suddenly throughout the ship. ||Will the following personnel please report to the Obs Deck:||

||Michael Blanc,||
||Kazami Shiro,|
||Andrew Davis,||
||Aibghalien Marsai,||
||Spiderman--616 universe,||
||Julian Keller,||
||Nanashi,||
||Katara,||
||Lash,||
||Wags-Tail-Alot,||
||Phillip,||
||and Vita.||

||Attention, Attention...|| The message repeats over and over, until all of the people she was calling reported to the Obs Deck.

Once they get there, they're greeted with an unusual sight. The mouth in the huge statue on the wall opens, revealing a screen. On it, the dossier for the mission flickers into display, understandable to every person there. Smaller copies of the dossier appear in holographic form in front of everyone.

The planet's stats, right next to a rotating picture of it, a dusty brown orb with orange clouds overhead:

Planet Designation: Arkez prime
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Scattered pockets of hardy flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: None.
Sentient Life: None.
Water: 13% of the planet's surface.

Climate: Arid, desert climate [Click here for cultural equivalents for non-Earth cultures.]
Landscape: Dry, arid, desert landscape.
Air: Normoxic concentration: 28% oxygen, 62% nitrogen, 5% xenon, 5% trace gases, such as hydrogen, krypton, and argon.

Air Pressure: 14.543 pounds per square inch.
Sky: Red with orange clouds.
Sun: A class F2V, yellow star.

Warnings: Terrain can be hazardous. Recommend caution when navigating terrain.

Mission: Minor Ohm splinter force detected on planet's surface. No Node detected, minor threat. Destroy before reinforcements arrive. Ohm artillery detected. Unable to send in heavy weaponry to engage. Ambush/Reconnaissance team will deploy to reduce Ohm threat prior to full engagement. Details to be provided.

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Is this really productive? Unless I misunderstand, what she's proposing is in line with the strategy of the first group drawing out the tank and... soldiers? I suppose? Her proposition is that she specifically attracts the attention of the tank, hypothesizing in a vacuum that her ability to withstand its assault exceeds that of the others. If we assume this isn't baseless, what is the point of argument? It is either acceptable to allow one person to specify a target or not.

Aibghalien's mind simply worked on levels beyond the norm, and communication by the commrings exacerbates that. The sentiments poured through like a wall of rock, sharp and heavy and entirely too fast.

The problem with drawing the tank is that it's far too clustered within the environs to be counted as a possible alternative to the strategy. However, our mission is to take out the artillery as quickly as possible, in order to eliminate the rest of the Ohm within a specified time. Stacy will not wait forever for us.

Phillip rubbed his chin and wondered something. Micheal, if you will, I'd like to try something to perhaps give us a edge in all of this. Specify keywords: I might be able to pull up a winning strategy from the Gaia Library.

And with that, Phillip closed his eyes as green-yellow light flowed from him and his eyes closed. Please proceed while I am doing the look up.

Wait, if you're trying to think of something and they haven't seen us yet, then why should we start the attack?

Ah my apologies then. I keep forgetting I don't have Shotarou with me.

«Shut. Up. All of you.» God... this group. At least the X-Men bickered while following orders.

«We don't have a whole lot of time before they figure out we're here. Get into position, we're starting the assault.»

Katara had not said anything during the arguing. She figured all that would have done was made things worse, and it was a fairly delicate operation to begin with. At this point it was typical: people were going to bicker and have different ideas, but ultimately, Julian was the leader. What he said, they'd have to follow.

She felt that tightness in her throat and that fluttering in her stomach. Time to face the Ohm again.

While the arguing was going on, things weren't going entirely unnoticed.

In fact, if they were to take a look back at the Ohm, they'd notice something missing now.

The Tank, specifically.

Oh, wait, there he is! Looking down at them from atop a nearby hill.

Oh...Oh shit. Well, there goes the element of surprise.

The massive beast rears up slightly and lets out an inhuman rumbling, and in a few moments, the Ohm Grunts began to rush in towards them.

Time to get to work, it seems.

As the group was arguing, Spider-Man's Spider-Sense started blazing louder. Noticing the missing Tank, he began to call out to the group. Guys? Guys? Hello! We got a problem! Tank's missing! Everyone, it's...

Cue rumbling.

...just found us.

Retracting the waldoes and retrieving Phillip's devices, Spidey sprang up as the Grunts came out at them. "At this point, I just want to say... DO YOU APES WANNA LIVE FOREVER?!"

Aibghalien, with a sigh, cast Invisibility on himself, then took off in a wide arc around the battlefield.

I'm still with the plan. Moving around behind. If the fire-things move, I'll engage them from whatever angle I'm at.

If she had the time, she would have face palmed. Great, so much for having the upper hand. What was more, she was SUPPOSED to be following Aibghalien according to Julian, but now he'd disappeared. Not that this was going to stop her though.

She moved swiftly and was by Julian's side, her arms set in attack position. If she had to give Julian some cover, she'd have it for him (though from what she remembered, he may have been better at that part).

"Tch." Trust a woman to talk so much that she distracts everyone from the enemy. That thing's a lot faster than the size would have us think. He flings his arms out to the side, then brings them up over his head in a slow arc. "Henshin..." He brings one arm back, then jerks the other arm back as he pushes it forward. "V3!" He leaps into the air, transforming in a rainbow flash of light.

As Kamen Rider V3 turns in the air, he twists his body, spinning almost like a drill. "V3 Screw Kick!" At least his first attack takes him directly through one of the Grunts, tearing it in half. It should balance out the horror his teammates feel when they realize that they're on a mission with someone who has names for each attack and uses them. Unfortunately, this leaves him surrounded by the over-sized bugs, but he's pretty sure that the others will have his back. If not, there's a few ways he can work his way out of this crowd alive. As long as they don't expect him to play tag with the Tank.

Andy really wanted to sigh. And hit some of his teamates. And sigh.

But that wasn't the time, so he moved towards the group he was supposed to help attack. "Blue Unicorn!" Andy shouted as he activated his morpher...

And soon enough his was the Blue Ranger, and ready for battle against the evil planet destroying bugs.

Aaaaand sideways the plan has gone already. Dammit...

«Keep the ground forces busy, and keep them away from the transport!» That was their ride out of there, after all.

Still, with the grunts storming towards them, as well as the Tank, that meant the Firebugs were significantly less guarded. He grabbed Katara around the waist, «Let's go, we have a mission to accomplish», and flew off over the melee, heading towards the bugs.

Nanashi felt just as frustrated, She hadn't been talking about a different set of orders at all, Aibghalien was closer to what she had meant. Julian had said to draw the tank and soldiers away from the elf and Katara, and that was exactly what she had in mind.

That was too late to explain now. The best choice of action was to just be quiet and get down to fighting. That was definitely something she was unaccustomed to. Well, clearly it was a position she would need to get used to.

She unsheathed her sword and dove into the battle behind Kazami.

The Grunts, perhaps owing to the lack of a Node to really control them, reacted much more animalistically to the group, their advance more like a stampede than anything else. Some of them fell to the crew's initial attacks, but the rest kept coming, a teeming mass of scything claws and blades.

The Tank, however, maintained its composure far better than its comrades. While the Grunts moved for the group, it was already making its way back to protect the Firebugs, its powerful legs and bounding leaps putting it well ahead of Julian, Katara, and Aibghalien.

NOT SO FAST! In a remarkable motion of self control since her initial outburst, Lash had bit her lip during most of the following conversation until the surprise attack. After letting out a small squeek of surprise, she had then called upon her Griffin Power using her morpher. Suddenly, her outfit was much more visible. But with it came agility, weapons and the strength she needed to take care of business.

Oh and also this neat little attack that required a bunch of hand movements but allowed her to reverse a creature's flow of time. And guess who she was concentrating those powers on right now.

I hope this works!

That's right Tank, start walking backwards...maybe?

One Grunt barely had time to register that it's leg was missing before said appendage was driven straight into it's brain. Wags had entered into the fray in Crinos, and his actions were a stunning ballet of horrific carnage.

Dropping quickly out of a look up, he'd have time for that later, Phillip dodged the first attack and rolled to his feet.

Ducking around a pillar, he pulled a blue memory out of his pocket as a belt materialized around his waist. cried the Memory as he dodged another, spinning around.

Fang was nowhere in sight. Well obviously it felt like he didn't need him YET. That was a small comfort for now at least.

"Henshin!" proclaimed Phillip, slamming the memory in with a cry of from the belt as music played, encasing him in dark blue armor as he pulled a gun from his chest.

Andy continued attacking the grunts, having his staff appear so that he could do so.

Katara would have been more than happy to tell Aibghalien how grateful she was for his power boost, or Lash how great her time stop was at least slowing down the tank, but there was no time. Once she saw that the tank was at least going to go head to head with whatever magic a power ranger could manage, the window with which people would act would rapidly close. Julian had flown her near enough to the oasis that she could feel the water stirring all around her, waiting to be used. Who was she to put off something that could at least break through their defenses.

So she acted first, bringing the water around her in a very small tidal wave around her. She wished she had more to work with, but that was all right: so long as she had the boost and was still active, she could reuse the water so long as she used it quickly and dangerously. She formed the water like a dome around the firebugs, trapping them momentarily before hardening the water into sharp spikes to pierce into the Ohm fighters. Even if this didn't stop them, whatever they were able to do with fire would at least be dampened to such an extent they would be able to concentrate on the Tank and the grunts.

Like the others, she was hoping to buy the heavier hitters on the team time to formulate their own attacks on the tank.

If you could open a hole about an inch wide in that dome, I'd be appreciative, Aibghalien sent to Katara. Just for a second.

Katara heard the prompt and had just enough time to open the dome for just an inch. She could hardly look at the others: she was concentrating all of her efforts on the firebugs. She was sweating now, but that was for the effort and the speed at which she was doing this.

Please hurry!

"Disintegrate (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/disintegrate.htm)." The wizard reappeared as he spoke the word aloud, a line of green light flashing from his extended finger, through the hole in the water, at one of the firebugs. A crystal hung in the air next to him as he tapped the energy contained within to fuel a spellcasting bereft of gestures and words. "Ice Storm (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/iceStorm.htm)."

Done, close it. Let's see how they liked THAT.

The group's sniper, meanwhile, had taken up residence on another hilltop - and the Tank hadn't seemed to notice him yet. In the chaos of the combat, it was easy to take out one or two of the little Grunts, but Michael wanted a shot at one of the bigger prizes.

The firebugs are in too much cover. Draw them out; we'll see how they handle depleted uranium at supersonic speeds.

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