Good Morning Saigon

[Kaze]

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Planet Saigon | Sigma-21
01/06/825 AS, 09:33AM

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She eyed a transport dropping down. Ten men exited, efficiently, expediently and armed, covering all avenues of potential danger. Her bionic eye zoomed and the weapons were clearly of rheinland make. Either the Militär or the Buro. While the Buro might, with a big emphasis on might, be more diplomatic towards a Bretonian officer, the Militär wouldn't. And then, like a red dragon exiting its own plume of fire, a blood red Katana arrived to the scene, 200 meters out. A single pilot against ten. A foolish pilot at that. The best avenue of engagement in this situation would be to take the obvious advantage of a fighter craft versus ten men. Which meant, that the Dragon was here for her, not for them. And between one pilot and ten armed soldiers, she would rather take her chances with the Blood Dragons. Breathing in, she steeled herself for the obvious hurt to come. Her limp bionic arm would be of no use and there was a heavy chance that the bionic leg would seize up, mid run.

But she was done with Saigon. She got up, removed the gun from her belt, checked its charge, and looked at the group of ten men heading towards the landing site of the Blood Dragon. 'Good morning, Saigon' She whispered, while Saigon waited for more blood feeding its soil. She knelt, and used all the power that the bionic leg could deploy in one thrust. A long jump of over twenty meters. Landing right in the middle of the small valley, the Rheinland men shouted orders to fire. Maybe it was the dark leather cloak, maybe it was the glint of the gun in her hand, maybe it was the absurd jump. All that she knew is that now, running for her life was the best bet she had. Fire rained around her, as she ran up and over small mounds of dirt and mud. She screamed in the Katana's direction. 'Sorera o utsu!!!!'

One of the shots connected, hitting her bionic arm. No damage truly done, apart from making her lose her balance and making roll on the dirt. As she got up to continue her run, another shot connected with her torso. Not a graze, it went through her, under her liver. All her strength left her in that moment. The pain surged like a hot flash through her body and the cold, damp ground came to her face like a dive into cold water. Was this it? The thought crossed her mind. A lot of thoughts crossed her mind in what appeared minutes. Peaceful. Hateful. But the last one was terrifying. Her old family home burning. And as the flames danced in the wind in the fake memory, her rage burned brighter. She clenched her teeth and got up. Bloodied and full of mud. Like a black monster from the depths of a dark watery hell. Her hand rose and let the gun on her hand finally discharge. Three shots, one man down. Suddenly, a reinvigorated barrage of fire started to focus on her position. She would die there, but by the winds she would bring them down with her. Until a sound, unrelenting and unwanted, broke her rage and brought her back to reality.

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Everything seemingly kicked off at once. He was planning on having a chance to take it all in, a new world, untouched by Humanity, but no, of course not that would be far too easy. Someone shouted something he barely heard, another, harsher voice, shouted something else, then came the gunfire. 10 other men, Rheinlanders, had arrived on the scene and started shooting, which didn't surprise him, it was the individual they were shooting at that did. It looked like they got whoever it was as well, the body now lying face down in the mud. He raised his own weapon against the late arrivals and promptly loosed a few rounds in their direction that saw them scurry for cover, which wasn't in short supply. He sprinted toward the figure, and shouted at it in Kusarian due to forced habit 'Come, we must leave this place!', not even waiting for a response he picked the ragged human up and hauled it over his shoulders before running as quick as he could back toward his ship.

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[08:11 PM] Dusty Lens said: Well in that case. NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKE & #SAVAGE & #STORIES