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Lirath - Ground Battle
After dropping off some of the crew at Balisair, it was time for the crew to set course for Lirath. The situation greeting them wasn't the most promising.
The cracked surface of the moon called Lirath was one of its most unmistakeable features. One of the three moons of the planet Kehoe, it had been terraformed and served as a settlement for a hundreds of different species, some humanoid, some not. Despite occasional class struggles, environmental issues, and speciesism blocking their way, the darker parts of Lirath's past were largely left behind, and an era of peace and tolerance had reigned for quite some time. The only problems they'd had recently were with a terrorist group whose cause for their actions had been a mystery, but they weren't tied to any particular species or social group and had been likened to a cult and had largely gone quiet in recent years.
Now the peace on the moon of Lirath had been shattered by the invasion of the Ohm.
The capital city had been destroyed. Now, all that was left of the peoples of Lirath was evacuating from one of its smaller cities, one known as Smyteval. A desert city, existing in a valley in between a rocky range of canyons and mountains, even though it was in the low ground, the natural channels of rock served as bottlenecks for any Ohm attacking from the ground.
GIA squadrons patrolled in space, locked in explosive warfare, protecting the Bleed-gate that had been activated to see the evacuated ships to the refugee world, and a shield created by massively-powerful shield generators extended around the city and up into the atmosphere, creating a shielded tunnel so ships could escape.
Word had come that there was a vital weapon to be deployed on Lirath, one that needed to be destroyed, hence why the Transmigration 9 had been called in. Given the diverse crew, and the ships that were in its hangar, there was at least someone or something on board that could blow the weapon up if it did show.
There was no sign of it yet. Right now, there was just chaos, streams of evacuees boarding ships, armies of Ohm engaged with GIA soldiers outside the shields, and forcefields that everyone hoped would hold out just a little bit longer.
The crew would be following Leon's orders but finding themselves fighting side-by-side with GIA platoons, full of various species that were currently all getting their asses kicked severely.
[ooc: STAGE 1 is now open!Please do not tage STAGE 2 until it's announced as open as well.]
[ooc: STAGE 2 is now open!]
The cracked surface of the moon called Lirath was one of its most unmistakeable features. One of the three moons of the planet Kehoe, it had been terraformed and served as a settlement for a hundreds of different species, some humanoid, some not. Despite occasional class struggles, environmental issues, and speciesism blocking their way, the darker parts of Lirath's past were largely left behind, and an era of peace and tolerance had reigned for quite some time. The only problems they'd had recently were with a terrorist group whose cause for their actions had been a mystery, but they weren't tied to any particular species or social group and had been likened to a cult and had largely gone quiet in recent years.
Now the peace on the moon of Lirath had been shattered by the invasion of the Ohm.
The capital city had been destroyed. Now, all that was left of the peoples of Lirath was evacuating from one of its smaller cities, one known as Smyteval. A desert city, existing in a valley in between a rocky range of canyons and mountains, even though it was in the low ground, the natural channels of rock served as bottlenecks for any Ohm attacking from the ground.
GIA squadrons patrolled in space, locked in explosive warfare, protecting the Bleed-gate that had been activated to see the evacuated ships to the refugee world, and a shield created by massively-powerful shield generators extended around the city and up into the atmosphere, creating a shielded tunnel so ships could escape.
Word had come that there was a vital weapon to be deployed on Lirath, one that needed to be destroyed, hence why the Transmigration 9 had been called in. Given the diverse crew, and the ships that were in its hangar, there was at least someone or something on board that could blow the weapon up if it did show.
There was no sign of it yet. Right now, there was just chaos, streams of evacuees boarding ships, armies of Ohm engaged with GIA soldiers outside the shields, and forcefields that everyone hoped would hold out just a little bit longer.
The crew would be following Leon's orders but finding themselves fighting side-by-side with GIA platoons, full of various species that were currently all getting their asses kicked severely.
[ooc: STAGE 1 is now open!
[ooc: STAGE 2 is now open!]
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She thought back on what she did, it still a blur to her.
"Well, you know those big attacks characters do in video games and that stuff? With my Rider powers, I did two of them at once to give Billy's team a path for the Zords. And, well, I don't think you're allowed to do that, and now I'm paying for it like this.
"I don't think my big brother's happy with me, though."
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He surveyed his work, found no flaws in his technique, then shut his eyes as he lifted his hands the needles. To start with he simply touched each one of them in turn, feather-light, feeling the flow of chi through them to assess the damage she'd incurred.
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"Next time when something like this goes down, I won't be so reckless."
She watched to see what Morgan was doing with curiosity in her eyes before closing them again. The damage of doing two Maximum Drives was rather extensive - she had a few bruised ribs, the obvious head wound that had pressure applied to it from her bandanna with other cuts on her body all around. And, thanks to Nazca, the smell of smoke came off of her from it. She was in bad shape, but not to life threatening standards.
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"If you'd done any more to yourself I don't think you'd be going out there again today," he said.
But she'd been lectured enough. He moved his hands smoothly over her body, tapping, twisting, or adjusting the various needles in response to the energy he felt coursing through her. This would be fairly slow, but he thought he could handle it.
Considering the worst he'd had to treat today were overtly dead...
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She relaxed completely on the bed she was on, wanting to help take some of the strain off of him.
"Thank you for doing this, Morgan."
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Still, under his gentle and patient ministering, her chi couldn't help but respond.
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She also felt her energy being restored, too, something that she deeply appreciated. Her face displayed this gratitude with a warm smile as she let Morgan did what he did best.
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All in all, she should be feeling a lot better now, though.
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Now that Hoshi got most of her energy restored, she moved to get up, albeit weakly. She took a moment to gather her bearings before flicking her wrist. "After this, Morgan, feel free to call me an idiot and anything else you see fit. I need to take care of my team." And my surrogate family.
The Lost Driver appeared again, but it looked to be damaged in a few places. Whatever on that part. She was going to make the Driver work for her so that she could still get out there and fight.
Philip, Shoutarou, Ren... Everyone. I'm coming back.
She took the Nazca Level 3 Memory out of her vest pocket and clicked it.
"HENSHIN!" she said with emphasis, slotting in the Memory. She pressed down on it and stood with her arms out as stronger flames and light surrounded her while a tune (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vkj_amSlXVY) played. Soon, she stood as Nazca (http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101112235922/kamenrider/images/a/ab/R_Nasca_Dopant.jpg) once more, just with some color changes.
"Sayonara for now, Morgan. Thanks again!" She took a step out of the tents and a set of purple wings sprouted on her back, elevating her in the air before she took off to join her friends once more.
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That ought to see her safely back, and quickly.