trans_9 | Load em up and ship 'em out.

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Load em up and ship 'em out.

There were ten around the building. There were fifteen or so at the door. There would be more once the shots started firing. No magic, no lightning, no super speed: just bad ass normal fighting power, and whatever actual skill they had in hand to hand combat.

Oh, and weapons. She had stored and fashioned some weapons. You don't have Hit Girl live someplace and expect it to be without some firepower and bludgeoning weapons. She had done this over the course of a few days, back and forth from weapons and possessions: she smuggled them as Mindy, just so she wouldn't look conspicuous too. Blades of several shapes and sizes, pistols capable of shattering through skulls, a mace or two, staffs with blades at the end, a spiked bat: Hit Girl's paranoia, which had amused Ruffnut at the time, was now about to pay off.

Now, to lay out the plan to actually getting out...

((Hit Girl, Ruffnut and Hana are in her castle, about to fight their way out. Open to anyone passing by, but especially to a certain afro sporting Wunderkid...))

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"Alright you bodyless boogies! This is our time. And this is our home. Are we gonna just let those robuttheads trash the place?" Ruffnut called out to the unseen specters that dominated her home. She had geared up for war and was trying to get them riled up as well.

She didn't really care where the fight was, that's where she wanted to be. And since the fight had come to her she was more then happy to oblige.

Hana was stood, swinging the heavy stone sword around in his hands. He somehow manged to look a mixture of excited, worried and angry. Quite a feat actually.

His eyes flickered to Ruffnut and he scowled. "They can't help. They can't do anything."

And what was he going to do? He couldn't Oversoul. A major blow in all aspects. He could still fight, sure, but nowhere near on the powerlevel he had before.

After the insistence of Hit Girl, he'd grabbed a few weapons from her arsenal, but they felt odd on him, he wasn't used to having to carry extra weapons, one was always enough. He had to think of them as training weights so it wouldn't feel so unnatural. Training weights that he could hurt robots with.

"What?" Ruffnut spun on him confused and annoyed, "Why? They knock me down the stairs and drop stuff on me all the time!" It made sense to her that they could turn those pranks against the robots just as easily.

"They're not here." Hana shook his head in frustration. "Or, at least, I think they're not here. They would have done something by now if they were here. But I don't know!"

"Dude they're always here why wouldn't they be?" It didn't help that Ruffnut on a good day had all the spiritual sensitivity of a log. "Well fine. Screw them!" She took a step only to have a bucket fall from somewhere up high and land perfectly on one of her helmet horns.

"Very funny!" She shouted at the rafters.

There was a glimmer of hope in Hana's eyes as he looked up at the rafters but it was quickly snuffed out. "It's not them."

"It's not them because you don't get it! You don't get it, Ruff! It's gone! All of it!"

Ruffnut took the bucket off her helmet and tossed it aside, "What are you talking about? They haven't even gotten in the doors yet. I stacked a bunch of furniture in front of them..."

As if fate was listening there was as sickening crunch as the doors gave way, wouldn't be long now.

(Guys, mind waiting until I'm off work? I totally wanna junp on this log.)

(Of course~)

[[They were just having a little chat before Mindy came back with her artillery we weren't gonna go too far.

"I can't see them!" He suddenly yelled at her. "Not just that, I can't hear them! I can't even sense them! I can't sense anything! It's just all gone!"

"Both of you, shut up!" Hit Girl's voice rang out. It was one thing to go and fight some robots, but it was another not to know exactly what they were going to encounter. Her guns were already at hand, and was well hidden.

"Go get yourself some Kevlar, Hana, and get behind some of the furniture. We have to see exactly what they have for firepower. You know, before we blow them up."

Ruffnut wanted to shout back at Hit Girl to take it easy, but she knew it would just piss her off more. Ever since the shared souls situation Hit Girl had been especially tense and uptight.

"I've been watching, the ones outside are these skinny things with lasers, and they have some bigger thick chested ones with em. The problem is there's a bunch of em." She winced as another "CRUNCH" Warned them their barrier was about to give.

"I figure they come into the entrance hall, we're up here on the second floor we can keep em down there by holding the staircase. The other one's all rotted and too weak for anyone to walk on anyway." She paused and muttered, "Unfortunately I could only block the other hallways so much. If they really try they could probably get through."

That was...a surprisingly accurate assessment from Ruffnut. She had been thinking about it the entire time Mindy was collecting weapons.

Hana flinched away from Hit Girl, taking a step back as if warding off a blow before fixing her with a glare, scowling.

He dragged himself over hide half-heartedly behind one of the large, dusty arm chairs, but he did not don any extra protection.

He sat, toying with his weapon, his deep eyes filled with confusion and sadness. Not even the loud, shaking crashing of the assult on the door made him look up.

His glare didn't even register to her, not now. YES, she knew he didn't have his powers and that sucked, but she was more concerned with keeping him alive right now. And his flat out refusal to wear any protection was just a bad one. She and Ruffnut were at least sensible enough for that. She did, however, edge a little closer to him.

"It's a good plan Ruffnut, and one that we're probably gonna need. But it needs all of us too. Hana, I'm sorry this shit happened, but you HAVE to get some protection. Robots are no joke. I need you two to back me up, I'm the best shot of us all. If they start to get close, you guys can rip 'em apart but for now, I'll take the front. If they take me out, you can get at them next."

And she was already getting into position when they heard the laser burst through the door.

It was a good thing that they were getting ready too: the SAINTS (http://images.search.yahoo.com/images/view;_ylt=A0PDoX8rsuRORhoA.B.JzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBlMTQ4cGxyBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDaW1n?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dshort%2Bcircuit%2BSAINTS%26ei%3DUTF-8%26fr%3Dyfp-t-701%26tab%3Dorganic%26ri%3D4&w=214&h=194&imgurl=www.joeclipart.com%2Fblog%2Fimages%2F2006%2F11%2F20061107evilSAINT.jpg&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.joeclipart.com%2Fblog%2Farchives%2Fscreencap%2F&size=70.5+KB&name=&p=short+circuit+SAINTS&oid=15cb3819f9bae16ae0a3afbebb8d359c&fr2=&fr=yfp-t-701&tt=&b=0&ni=96&no=4&tab=organic&ts=&sigr=11i5m5eqp&sigb=13anf7dqv&sigi=11sr17tal&.crumb=hNsQSj/ZQST) were already starting to file in, albeit moving slowly. That looked like their weakness, as far as the trio could tell: the robots looked like they meant business, and lost no time in heating up their lasers and starting to blast through the walls.

Locate Transmigration threat. Neutralize inhabitants. Simple enough, but they sounded like they meant business.

Edited 2011-12-11 13:41 (UTC)

Hana gave Mindy a pitiful look. Slowly, he opened his mouth to speak, then shut it again without making a sound.

A power he'd had from birth had been ripped away. A part of his soul had just gone.

How could he put that into words? How could he make them understand?

It wasn't just a power, it was a part of him. To not do things that before were as easy as breathing, it was like losing half your sight and half your hearing in the blink of an eye. And at that same moment, having hundreds of your friends vanish off the face of the earth, with no comfort in knowing what has happened to them and the dread of believing you'd never meet any of them, or anyone like them ever again.

Hearing the breach his resolve stiffened. Tugging on some protection, he nodded at Hit Girl and set his jaw. Don't think about your power. Just think about fighting.

"Oh great, I didn't think about if those laser things start a fire." Ruff groaned and moved to teh stairs storming down them to stand at the halfway mark.

"Get outta my house!" She roared mostly to get their attention and draw them to her.

"They're robots," Hit girl said scathingly. "You always have to assume they have lasers."

Not that she was going to start lecturing people in the middle of a fight. Ruffnut was already roaring at the robots, Hit Girl was already getting into position to start taking out the robots when necessary.

Human approaching. Readying retaliation. Threat will be eliminated.

The SAINT lifted its head, seeming to take in the stairs a moment before extending its laser out and firing at the spot where Ruffnut was standing.

Hana laughed at Ruffnut's charge, feeling the tightness in his chest relax.

"That's it, Ruff! Smack the crap outta them!"

Hana suddenly broke cover to jump down the side of the stairs in an attempt to rush the robots from the side, hoping he could knock of a head or laser with the bone shattering force he put behind swinging his heavy weapon.

The laser hit the stairs where Ruff has been and she was soaring through the air. She may not have her powers, but that didn't mean she couldn't fly...at least when thrown from a staircase.

She brought the shield down on the machines head her body crashing into him and was shocked at how much it hurt to hit something made of metal. Still her armor took the worst of it and she was rolling on the ground springing to her feet and swinging for anything that was close enough to smash. Her club and buckler shield bashed and crashed so loud with each strike.

Ok, Ruffnut jumping to the fray and banging heads? Made perfect sense. Hana jumping and cheering her on? STUPID. But his noises were distracted them fine, and that was what mattered. What was also worth noting was that these guys were totally those ronots from Short Circuit. Hit Girl may not have had friends, but she did watch TV, including 80's movies.

And that at least, gave her a full advantage.

"Take out the lasers!" She called out. She really wished they'd stayed up here, since SAINTS couldn't fly or jump (though Johnny 5 could, hehe), but she would have to trust in their speed. It made it easier to shoot at their weapons anyway, and the two could finish them off.

A miscalculation.

At least, that was what it appeared to the SAINTS when the boy came down. They could take him out easily, once they concentrated their lasers. SAINTS were the superior unit. This boy was one.

And yet here came another human, with a weapon to boot. Their combined force and speed were starting to take out the ones in front, and realized the miscalculation was theirs, not the humans. The child firing from above was also a factor: without their weapons, they were vulnerable.

Regroup. Aerial assault needed to neutralize threat.

Hana much more enjoyed close combat and had effectively smashed a number of the laser boxes (and a few heads) with some heavy blows before he went bouncing back over to Hit Girls cover.

His eyes were lit up and he had smile that was reminiscent of a happy, panting dog who viewed the whole thing as a game.

"Heh! This is fun!" He laughed as he crouched down next to her, muscles already tensing for another reckless charge. "Right, Hit Girl?"

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