Entry tags:
- !location: macross quarter,
- !plot: trojan horse,
- 779/splicer,
- allelujah haptism,
- allenby beardsley,
- billy cranston,
- cowabunga,
- dhianeila,
- duo maxwell,
- eva,
- feldt grace,
- han solo,
- jalith,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kate bishop,
- kira yamato,
- lash,
- lockon stratos,
- lord zedd,
- michael blanc,
- ron stoppable,
- rtas 'vadum,
- sam winchester,
- setsuna f. seiei,
- sonic the hedgehog (games),
- tieria erde,
- trudy chacon,
- wash,
- yzak jule
Space Invaders!
After everyone and all of their ships were properly loaded the Quarter had launched successfully. The journey from Stacy to the Trojan Asteroid field trailing NiSaris took several hours, but they managed to approach the field with the people of the nearby world being none the wiser.
The problem was that the NiSarians weren't the only ones watching the skies.
As the Quarter approached and entered the asteroid field, all was quiet. But it was only going to be a matter of moments before that would change.
((ooc: See this post for instructions, but otherwise, have at it, and have fun.))
The problem was that the NiSarians weren't the only ones watching the skies.
As the Quarter approached and entered the asteroid field, all was quiet. But it was only going to be a matter of moments before that would change.
((ooc: See this post for instructions, but otherwise, have at it, and have fun.))
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Rough a ride as this was, he's used to quite literally navigating a hurricane through the spirit world - he can handle this.
Without an absolute lock on a lot of targets, he saves the big missile salvo, but the artillery ship still has the four railguns, which fire into the void again and again, now that he has a shot.
With the Quarter being put into full use, he's not especially trying to pick off targets - just being precise enough to rake the leviathans and shoot into shrike swarms to buy the fighters as much room as possible to maneuver or fall back.
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"Time to finish this, Fire the main cannon!" He roared the final order, to Eva and Wash, trusting them to do what was needed to take the shot that would (Hopefully) Cripple the Leviathan.
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After having sustained massive internal damage from the Macross Attack, the final shot from the Quarter's main cannon from such a close range tore through the Leviathan's body. It was an incredible feat, one few had ever accomplished, especially given such a small force.
The Quarter rocked violently as the beast exploded, a wave of psychic energy rushing through the battlefield. The force of the blast even knocked the remaining lesser Leviathans to crash into one another, sending them hurtling to their deaths against the nearby asteroids, and the remaining Shrikes were simply consumed by the force of the explosion.
It was over. They'd actually won.
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Then the psychic wave of the Leviathans' deaths hit. Sam was already sensitive, partly because of the earlier voices and partly because of his own dormant powers. So when the wave hit, it hit him HARD. He screamed, comms thankfully off, then lost consciousness from the shock.
He was going to wake up with one HELL of a headache. And a bloody nose.
It was going to be a bit before he knew what else the wave had shaken loose in his head.
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"All squadrons form up around the Quarter," she ordered. "Those with towing capabilities, pick up the wounded and unresponsive. Let's get everyone home."
She needed to have words with some people, and she needed to find out from the Captain what the GIA considered a 'small force-' but that came later. Priority was getting all of her pilots back safely.
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"Helmsman shift us back and ready a course back to Stacy. Send out recovery units and scan the field for any lost units, we won't be leaving anyone behind if we have the choice,"
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"Roger." Tieria answers Feldt grimly, and he banks, using the momentum to slingshot both Gundams back towards the Quarter. A heavily damaged Seravee, its armor seared with the remnants of psychic lances, follows.