All Hail the Conquering Heroes! [OPEN]

[cityship]

((Takes place several hours after the conclusion of this))

They survived. More than that, it seemed as if they actually won; the Ohm had successfully been driven away from their location. The fight hadn't been easy, which one could easily tell just by looking at the Quarter as it docked in back in Stacy's Hangar.

It had a number of dents, dings, and scorch marks where the Ohm had made their presence felt. Thankfully, there was no obvious serious damage. Still, though every crew member who went out was coming back, one had to wonder about their condition, particularly since they sent ahead a request for medics to be on standby.

But now that the ship was fully docked, and the main hatch opened, it was time to find out.

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[not-edd.livejournal.com]

"Stupid piece of junk!"

As Zedd stepped away from the damaged Serpentera, he turned and gave it a swift kick on its leg. Just like before, the stupid thing shut down on him in his moment of glory. Oh, sure it was able to stop the Leviathan from attacking the Quarter, but it couldn't wipe out the Ohm forces in one blow.

He needed something more. Something that wouldn't fall apart.

[morphitudinous]

"That's not going to help repair it," Billy said in dismay as he used his remaining strength to make it to solid ground. He'd sustained heavy damage, especially to his back, but the Power had protected his spine and vital organs.

Once he was fixed, it would fall to him to fix all the Zords. They were salvageable, but not by all that much. Fantastic, Billy thought as another wave of pain overtook him.

[leafonthewind]

It was the first good look Wash had gotten of the Quarter since they came back to Stacy, and it made him absolutely speechless. They had more than dinged the paint job... and he suddenly realized that Eva's comment about punching things had come true after all.

He stood off to the side in a quiet funk, tracking over all the dings, scratches in the paint and messed up circuitry. It was going to take months to repair all of this!

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"She's going to need more than the car wash after this, Flyboy," Eva says, face sombre but voice chipper. She's balancing the rush of having survived with the solemnity of the wounded and the events of the battle. It's a lot to process at once. "You fly like a bird, Ensign."

[fieldpromoted]

Trudy strode off the Quarter with an air of purpose. She favored one of her legs, but the worst she'd come off with was a bruised femur, better than some of her pilots.

She locked her hands behind her back and waited - for medical, for the Captain, and for any Council members who wanted to ask how the battle had gone.

[itsaboutaction.livejournal.com]

"General Chacon."

One of the first to arrive from the Council itself was Superman. Despite an odd transformation, he didn't think of much after it disappeared. Probably something the ship did by accident. Though, now? He had... longer hair. (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNgNPwAJDI4/R2hw9MphmDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/nw7QfD-wP04/s400/Supermullet.jpg)

"Welcome back. Is everything okay?"

[governmentninja]

Leon looked at the Quarter as it arrived. It was only a surface examination, but the damage told him more than enough. When he found the General, he only had one question for her.

"What the hell happened out there?"

[silverduelist]

Before Yzak passed her or did anything else, it was a matter of taking care of and checking on the Blade Squadron's own pilots. Allenby had looked absolutely exhausted, and one of his own team had lost their mobile suit completely. Yzak wasn't happy about that second thing-- but thankfully there were more ZAKU's in the hangar. And as long as Cowabunga was alive, that was most important.

"General," he greeted with a quick salute when those matters were taken care of. Like her, Yzak looked pretty damn proud of what they had accomplished. How could anyone not?

[j-y-d.livejournal.com]

Chase catches sight of the General, in between job towing damaged mechs about to get things out of the way and make life easier on the engineers later.

"Congrats, General. Your people did some nice flying out there."

Medical/Triage

[couldputitback]

After seeing General Chacon's message, Faiza grabbed anybody who could be spared and headed straight down to the hanger with a scanner. "It never rains but it pours," she said, shaking her head as they made their way across the hanger to the Quarter.

She stopped as she saw the ship. Saw the people pouring out of it, the walking wounded and the ones who weren't walking. "Allahu akbar," she murmured, drawing in a breath before steadying herself. "Right, then. We all know what to do, yes? All injuries should be sent to the med bay, but prioritize the worst cases. If anybody is dying, call me over and I'll see what I can do."

There was no reason to have her powers if she couldn't keep the crew alive.

((Early medical treatment in this thread. If your character needs immediate medical attention, may not make it to med bay, put Faiza's name in the subject and I'll get straight to it.))

Kaya

[morphitudinous]

Billy knew very well that it could be worse. Not that it was much of a comfort to him, but hopefully his little nudges of encouragement would help the team members who hopefully weren't too far behind him in arriving at Medical's station.

He'd been sitting in the rear of the Megazord, absorbing the brunt of the blows from behind. They'd find his back made into a mess by all the digging sharp objects, scattered burns, and not so obvious electrical damage waiting for them. His plantsuit clung to him in an odd pattern, indicating a few active first aid sites.

It would be an interesting ride. "...sorry," he said wearily, looking up. "I might've just---handed you quite a challenge." Hard to keep up a normal cadence in this much pain, but he tried.

[encourage]

"Understood." Sakura was saying a lot of that these days, but it was the simplest way to say that she did -- understand, that is. For all the ongoing frustration of Quarantine and the mess of time involved, the people and faces coming back from fighting the Ohm was more familiar to her. She couldn't frontline in a war in space, not how she could back home.

But if she was useless in one way, then she was useful in another. Taking care of massive internal bleeding while people literally exploded or exsanguinated around her had a different feeling than this, if barely. These people had already managed through the battle; now it was up to them and Medical to ensure they kept what they'd won.

Life, for another day. With a full recovery, if any of them had a say in it.

Open, lower priority triage

[bonnypiperlad]

Slightly off to one side is Jamie, watching the controlled chaos of the hangar in an effort to try and distract himself, one hand still holding onto his injured shoulder. He had been hoping that whatever had happened when he took that last blow was temporary, but the pain doesn't seem to be getting any better.

It doesn't help that the adrenaline rush from being morphed had all but worn off, the lack of that faint buzz in the back of his head making him all the more aware of how tired he truly is right now. Leaning his head back against the hull of someone's personal transport vehicle that hadn't been in the the fight, he closes his eyes for a moment. He'd have to go get this looked at sooner rather than later, but maybe if he just takes a minute or two longer he can work up the energy to get to medbay...or at least get a start on it and actually move from where he's standing.

One job done, another begins

[j-y-d.livejournal.com]

Thank Gaia for regenerative powers. Chase's clothes are torn up some from the banging around in the transformation and the rough ride at the end of the fight, but the Monster's gunner himself is entirely healed. He also continues to be a human (in appearance, anyway) Energizer bunny. Tired and injured as most people are, he's already out of the Monster and at work, bodily towing damaged craft out of the way so there's space to set out other things for repair.
As he goes, he makes notes into one of his purchases on XaXing, usually used to play music, but right now, taking notes on what he can see needs repair, so he, and engineering, have a log to work from later.

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

Allenby hadn't been hurt. Her leg was kinda sore from the damage done to Nobel Gundam, but that was only from the feedback telling her that the mobile fighter's foot had been lopped off.

She hadn't gotten out of the Trace suit yet. She just stood with her forehead leaning against the wall, arms dangling. For the first time today, she'd killed people. Yeah, they were Ohm, the guys who'd destroyed Earth. Yeah, the Quarter's crew had fought to save another planet from suffering the same fate. And yeah, they'd won.

Now she was wondering about those Shrikes she'd danced through Splicer's traps and cut up with her own techniques. All of 'em had to have friends, even if it was just each other. She might've even created some more orphans like herself. She could deal with people being hurt. Hell, even her teammates being hurt--as long as they got better. But ending someone else's life?

Gundams weren't for that. Allenby didn't care what other Earths did with theirs, it was wrong. But she'd just used Nobel Gundam for the same damn thing and what's more she'd do it again if another mission like that happened. 'Cause what else could she do? The Ohm were trying to kill them, too.

[supersonicracer.livejournal.com]

Sonic was a little bummed - his Variable Fighter was a bit banged up from his own fighting, especially after he went head to head with them. He needed to see if he could have something smaller built - as much as he enjoyed it, it was a bit cumbersome.

As he stepped out, stretching his muscles a bit, he noticed Allenby looking upset. He couldn't help but approach her, concerned.

"Hey, Allenby. You okay?"

[chosenlightchld.livejournal.com]

Hikari smiled as she looked around the hanger, knowing that everyone was coming back from the battle. She spotted Allenby, and ran over. "Allenby! You're alright!"

She had been a bit worried when she had realized that this next battle against the Ohm meant that she wouldn't be able to help at all. Tailmon had run off somewhere again though, but right now where her partner was didn't really matter. Tailmon was allowed to go where she wanted, after all.

[jesushasagundam]

Kira, meanwhile, was more exhausted than anything else, though he had a rather nasty-looking bruise forming over his right eye from where he'd banged his head against his helmet. Still, he was a Coordinator, he'd heal quickly.

And one of his pilots had been hurt. So as soon as he'd spotted her, he'd made a beeline across the hangar. "...are you all right?"

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"You did what you had to," said Zouichi quietly. He still remembered his earlier conversation with Allenby, the one in which she'd talked at length about the Gundam Fight and how it had eliminated the need for real armed conflict.

[silverduelist]

Allenby's upset piled on to her already seeming quite exhausted, so to Yzak she looked like she might had been more injured than she was letting on. This time, Yzak was lucky enough to come out of this battle with no substantial damage to himself-- and only some mild wear and tear to his mobile. Better than last time, that was for sure, but he knew better than to get ahead of himself.

He couldn't help having an air of pride around him, though. They had actually done it. And though he was still skeptical about the GIA and Stacy's existence as a whole, he had to admit that their weapons technology had done a great deal for them just now.

"You should get to medbay," he insisted. "To at least rest."

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

That had been one hell of a fight. It reminded him of the Space Platform assault above Char... Hell that fucking Leviathan thing reminded him too much of the Zerg's Leviathan and he didn't like that. Not at all. If these things where like them, or worse? This was something a lot of the people still on board where not prepared for, specially those in the dark about things.

But this wasn't the right time to think about these things and the migraine that had taken over him ever since the ship jump he had to perform was worsening by the moment. Almost felt like having a space core mantle drill beaming it's ray right into his skull.

He asked for the most potent pain killers from medical so he didn't take up their time and slumped in one of the chairs waiting for it to kick in.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"You feeling all right?"

It was a standard question he'd ask of anyone after a battle like that, but Splicer looked even less put-together than usual... for what it was worth.

"Nice flying, by the way."

[j-y-d.livejournal.com]

Chase pauses in between moving craft about, and starting on repairs, seeing someone he knows.

"Nice flying out there."

[praises]

With Tieria looking after Setsuna until he conceded that he needed medical treatment, Allelujah was left lingering closer to the Quarter to wait for the mobile suits and other craft to be unloaded and docked again. Though he had fought alongside the crew as allies, Allelujah was still uncomfortable with the Gundams—the embodiments of Celestial Being—being so out in the open. With his bright orange helmet slung over his shoulder, he briefly studied the damage done to the ship itself before training his gaze inwards. It was almost surreal, to have been imprisoned one moment, on this ship the next, then fighting a battle on this large of a scale.

A battle that he couldn't say he understood as much as he fought for the endangered planet, for his allies and his comrades. Innocent lives had been saved, it was true. But how many more had now perished at his hands simply for a lack of being able to understand?

Uneasily, Allelujah let out the breath he was unconsciously holding in. They'd been lucky, in hindsight. Especially with Setsuna in the condition he was in; he hadn't come all this way to find his comrades (his family) alive, only to lose them again. Though it would be a while before he or Setsuna could use Arios or the 00 Raiser again, regardless. The deck of the Quarter's hangar was littered with the scorched debris and shrapnel from their tattered mobile suits, Arios sustaining heavy damage to its left side (or lack thereof, now) due to his up close and personal tangle with the Ohm. Or rather, Hallelujah's. Allelujah remembered well what the acute kinetics of his other self felt like, bright and violent and too much for his own head to contain.

"Hallelujah," he finds himself muttering after four long years of silence, "is this the answer the world had for us?"

[pinkbridgebunny.livejournal.com]

Feldt had decided to go check on the Gundams after making sure that Setsuna was resting and getting some medical treatment. She needed to see just how damaged the Gundams were and just how she was going to begin repairs. The 00 and the 00 Raiser were in the worst shape, but the others weren't quite as bad. At least they were able to be piloted back to the ship.

"Allelujah," she said once she got close enough. Now that the battle was over, she looked sad and tired. She really was concerned about Setsuna. "Until I can get repairs done you'll have to use Kyrios if we have another mission like this."

She really needed to keep her mind off of Setsuna and just what he had done, so she focused on her work.