When dismissed, post here please.

Lt. Lynn
Burd
Severin
Sgt. Magnet Man
Cpl. Kamada
Pvt. Karnon

Pvt. Oksana
Ra
Sekhmet
Thoth

Magnet Man marches up to Lieutenant Portia Lynn. He salutes her, and remains at attention.

"Sergeant Magnet Man reporting for duty Lieutenant."

He then turns around and calls out "Second platoon move out!"

Kamada walks over, carrying her helmet at her side in one hand, and drinking from a bottle of water in the other. She stands at attention in front of Magnet Man and salutes him, while looking him up and down with her eyes. She raises an eyebrow, but quickly lowers it and joins the sergeant in waiting for the others to make their way over.

The Iron Juggernauts land together and walk over to meet with Lieutenant Lynn, and the others.

Ra nods to each member in turn when he arrives and stands at attention in front of Portia.

"What would you have us do sir?"

Four members of fourth platoon can be seen leaving the main group on vehicles in a t formation. Three are on hovercycles on is riding a robot horse. They speed off South East of town.

Lieutenant Lynn walks over noting that Magnet Man has done his job and assembled the troops. She returns his salute and begins to walk towards the Southwest part of town. "Second Platoon! Lets walk." She walks briskly through the town to the outermost line of defense that her group was assigned pointing out the second third and fourth fallback points as she goes. Once standing in the general area where she and her new platoon will first engage the enemy she turns to address her troops. Pulling her hood off the slight woman looks even more radiant than anyone who has seen her before remembers. When she speaks it is with such authority that passersbys stop and do a double take. (OOC; She has a Charasmatic Aura and Aura of Power active. PB:21, MA:23)

"This people is our ground. Like it or not this is where it has been determined we will make our stand. I am your commanding officer Lt. Portia Lynn. I want to make it clear that I am a caring and understanding woman who appreciates individuality and it is my policy to allow everyone under my command alot of leeway to do what they do best. However if you disobey my orders there will be repercussions. If you do so in battle you will be immediately executed. From what I understand most of you are new to Pluto Company. I am as well and I am certain we will make our mark. I must say that the Tolkeen Military is lacking in some of the particulars I find important. To that end I have created a questionaire that you are to fill out and return to me within one hour. I also want some serious brainstorming going on regarding these lines of defense we have just toured. I will devise a battle plan based upon our overall capability as a unit. Any and all information you can provide me in the way of strategy etcetera will be taken into consideration."

The fiery young Lieutenant pulls out a stack of papers and holds them up to the monstrous Thornhead Demon who begins handing them out like a proper personal assistant. That in itself says alot. As Burd goes about his secretarial duties Lt. Lynn dons her hood and turns to walk off. She pauses for a moment standing still and then turns back around to regard those assembled. From beneath her cowl only her mouth and the lower portion of her nose is visible.

"This town will fall. Plain and simple. I have looked over the logistics that would be involved with holding it and it is just not possible for any significant length of time. If you want some bullshit pep talk or rousing oratory go stand around one of those other moronic platoon commanders I am sure the shit will be ankle deep. What we need to focus on primarily is a way to survive this encounter so that as a unit we can fight another day. Since retreat is not an option at this juncture we will also need to concern ourselves with being a thorn in the side of the Coalition whilst we endeavor to continue living. Fill out your forms and return them to me or Burd here... you now have 54 minutes. After that begin prepping the areas we have been alocated for defense. This includes removal of any civilian squatters within our scope of the battlefield. You may use a restrained amount of force to remove them if necessary. I am using the Inn near the church as my command post."

The Lieutenant turns and walks back through town waving politely at a group of children hanging around outside a single family residence she just ordered to be cleared by force if needed.


OOC:Here is the questionaire just send it to me in a PM please. :)
Your full birth name:
Date of Birth:
Birthplace:
Occupational Background:
Special Skills:
Natural Abilities:
Magical Abilities: (If a mage what disciplines and a detailed list of all spell knowledge.)
Psychic Abilities: (Including a detailed list of powers)
Detailed list of equipment you carry including mundane weapons:
Detailed list of magical artifacts, items and weaponry you carry and what powers they bestow to you:
If you have minions, followers or abilities to summon any list the pertinent details regarding that here:
Why are you fighting for Tolkeen?
What are your long term life goals? (Do not answer to survive war.)

   Oksana takes the report from the thornhead demon and for a moment she considers speaking with him.  But a glimpse of his monstrous face makes her think better of that idea and instead she looks around to her fellow troops.  She picks Kamada as the least intimidating person present and walks over to her.
   "Corporal Kamada.  I'm afraid I never learned to read... Can you help me fill out this form please?"

Kamada looks to Oksana and hesitates a few moments before answering...

"You want me to read the questions out to you, and then fill in the blanks?" She turns to Portia "Hey LT, what do you normally do when your troops can't read or write?"

It is obvious that Kamada does not want to even fill out her own, let alone somebody elses' sheet. She is not trying to be insulting to Oksana, but is definitely making a short commentary on Portia's use of written questionnares in such an illiterate profession.

"Well... normally I expect them to show a shred of intelligence like the new private has just done by asking you for help. When an order is given the important thing is that it is obeyed and the task completed. How it is completed is rarely important. For instance if I order you all to build a gallows and you are all for whatever reason a bunch of uneducated simpletons with a poor vocabulary then I would expect you to find someone who is not and then complete the task accordingly." A slight smile plays across Portias lips, the majority of her face still a shadow beneath her cowl. "While we are discussing what I normally expect... Corporal Kamada. I do expect to be called Lieutenant Lynn, Lieutnenant, Maam' or a combination thereof. Certainly not "Hey L.T." as I walk away. This is a regular Tolkeen Military unit and it will operate accordingly. Understood?"

 The corporal is stunned for a moment, not expecting that response from Portia. She looks back to Oksana, then at the ground. The veins in her forehead begin to bulge, and a few drops of blood trickle out of her nose and over her lips. A drop hits the ground before she wipes it away with her hand and sniffles the rest back up inside her head.

She looks back to the Lieutenant as the veins start to sink back to normal size.
 "Sorry Lieutenant. I will help her finish the paper lieutenant."

Ra and the other Iron Juggernauts do not even make an attempt to take the papers from Burd as he hands them out.

"What would you have us do Lieutenant? We are not as effective in restrained engagements."

Portia watches the throbbing veins in Kamadas head with interest. "Thank you corporal." Looking up at the mammoth Iron Juggernauts the comparitively tiny Lieutenant shakes her head. "Yes obviously you cannot go tromping around town. Take to the air and until you are ordered otherwise patrol  but do not go any further then twenty miles or so outside of Madtown. Any enemy sighting should be reported to headquarters. Do not engage unless directly ordered by myself or Major Karno. Go!" She waves a delicate hand as if shooing off some errant children.

Portia looks over her small platoon. "Once you have this area cleared and your forms filled out then begin formulating some plans of how to best defend it. Talk amongst yourselves and get an idea as to what each of your are capable of. I will be in my quarters. Magnet-Man it is your show for now." Turning she walks away leaving 2nd platoon to do as they will

"Yes sir we will patrol. 20 miles yes sir Lieutenant Lynn"

With that Ra, Sekhmet and Thoth take to the skies.

PM

Hearing the two strange calls over the radio Portia picks up her own radio. "Sekhmet, Thoth, Ra... pull your range back to include tight sweeps of the town no more than five miles out for now." Putting the radio down she quickly makes her way back to her room.

Karnon intercepts Portia as she heads back to her room, to check in with his new commanding officer and inform her of his doings up till now. Firstly he hands the filled out sheet to the Lt. and hesitates only a fraction of a second as he decides to not salute. He wasn't good at them, and frankly didn't see the point. Gestures of efficiency were much better than irrelevant gestures of respect.

"Lt. I would request permission to continue crafting scrolls and talismans to arm the militia with. I would be much more productively used in such a position. I also require time to prepare a few summonings for the upcoming battle."
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   Oksana wasn't overly surprised to hear the voice of the enemy on the radio, but she understood how dangerous it could be if the Coalition could hear them.  This made her very afraid.  The reply from that frightened farmer was strange... Maybe one of the farm's she had visited before has decided to surrender to the approaching enemy.  And then Calliandra's announcement that the radio operator was murdered made Oksana's heart skip a beat.  Murdered? She thought to herself.  That means they're inside the town already!.  Oksana started looking around as if she might see commandoes skulking in the shadows.  Oksana then looked for Portia and she was already out of sight.  She said she was going to her quarters... Oksana decides to teleport there.

   In a flash of white light, Oksana vanishes from her position next to Kamada.  She reappears an instant later just outside the door to Portia's room.  She knocks a few times and tries talking through the door.  "Lieutenant Portia? Did you hear the radio?  They're inside the town!  I can teleport you back to the platoon if you like, I think we need to do something!"
   Oksana's voice is shaky and her fear is obvious.
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The gromek lands near Magnet Man without flaw - a master wing board pilot.

"Sergeant. Where is Lieutenant Lynn I have a message from the Major."

"The lieutenant is busy. You can speak to me Corporal."

Each platoon is to select two people to be available for radar watch - in 2 hour shifts. He is also looking to have steady reports regarding patrols, patrol deployment and status on defenses.

Portia scans over the form Karnon hands her and looks up meeting the gaze of the Wolfen. "Walk with me Private." She says as she heads back towards her quarters. Still scanning the form she whispers low through pursed lips. Hearing the calls over the radio she shakes her head in a negative fashion. "Typical and obvious.." She mutters before turning her attention back to Wolfen.

"Private... what a joke. Your spell knowledge is more than impressive Karnon. Either you are a first class fuck up or you do not get along well with others because you have been locked up studying like a fiend most of your life. I am thinking the latter is closer to the truth. I hope we can become good friends. I also create talismans and in comparison to yourself just dabble in summoning. If you will, please share with me your intentions regarding summoning for the upcoming battles we will be fighting. One thing I would ask of you is to assist me in creating some scrolls and talismans for use by second platoon. I had some ideas but your arrival is causing me to reevaluate our position. The only scrolls I will require from you are a Sanctum, Teleport Superior, and about 20 Mystic Portals. Also some assistance in summoning a Black Jinn for at least the prepatory portion of our fight would be appreciated. Provided you are capable of course." She says the last part with a smirk.

Arriving at the inn where she has made her quarters she moves towards the door to her room when Oksana teleports into her path. The sight causes her to raise a hand in a defensive gesture but she quickly drops it. As the metal skinned elven woman speaks the anger begins to fade from Portias face. "You, I believe, are not a helpless little girl so stop acting like one Private. By all means teleport back to the others and finish the job I assigned you all with. I want you to personally make sure that all the families are evacuated from our battle area. Death obviously has a strong impact upon you and if any of them stay they will likely die be it by crossfire or being mistaken for one of the enemy infiltrators that are apparently in our midst. Now go I will be there shortly."

Portia turns back to Karnon and after hearing anything he has to say she says, "Very well Karnon...be about your business. Make haste it seems time is of the essence." The Lieutenant then disappears into her room closing the door behind her. Shortly afterward her voice can be heard on the radio.

   "Yes ma'am.  I  - I'll get back there right away." Oksana vanishes in another flash of light, not wanting to disappoint her lieutenant any further.  She reappears in the air, about twenty feet above her platoon and uses her wings to lower herself gently to the ground.  "Ok, Kamada, please read the questions to me..."
   Oksana listens to each question and responds in turn.

Your full birth name:
"Oksana Minoshin"
Date of Birth:
"I'm not too sure, just put down about 32 years ago."
Birthplace:
"Burbs of Chi town, before my mutation... anyway, continue..."
Occupational Background:
"I used to sell artwork, well, they were just my own little sculptures...on the side of the street... ummm, this is my first job actually, soldier for Tolkeen.
Special Skills:
"I studied martial arts back home."
Natural Abilities:
"I guess this is where I list my mutation abilities?  Ok, well, I can transform into metal, grow wings, fly, teleport and change my hands into different metal shapes like blades or tools."
Magical Abilities: (If a mage what disciplines and a detailed list of all spell knowledge.)
"Never tried magic."
Psychic Abilities: (Including a detailed list of powers)
"I have some healing abilities, I don't know what they're all called though.  I can heal wounds with a touch, I can tell whats wrong with people like how bad they're hurt or if they're sick.  I can get rid of poison, and stop pain.  I can also sense other people who have psychic abilities.  And there's a way for me to help spell casters - I can give them my energy to work their magic.  And lastly, if I get really afraid or worried, I can concentrate and just make it all go away.  Its like calming the waters of a stormy sea.  That's it I think."
Detailed list of equipment you carry including mundane weapons:
"I have a Multi-optics band, radar detector, gyro-compass, clock/calendar, radio - all build into one headset.  Not much else."
Detailed list of magical artifacts, items and weaponry you carry and what powers they bestow to you:
"Don't have any."
If you have minions, followers or abilities to summon any list the pertinent details regarding that here:
"Heh, don't have any of these either.
Why are you fighting for Tolkeen?
"Because Tolkeen is my new home.  They don't discriminate against me like the Coalition."
What are your long term life goals? (Do not answer to survive war.)
"Maybe raise a family.  Is that it?  Thanks Kamada."

   Oksana then tries to think of what to do next and suddenly remembers what Portia told her.  "Umm, Kamada?  Portia told me to go and clear out any civilians hanging around in our platoon's region of Madtown.  So I'm going to go do that now, ok?"

OOC - I know we were asked to submit these in PM's, and I did that as well.  Its just that without the required literacy, Oksana would have to do it aloud for all to hear...
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THOOM! THOOM! THOOM! THOOM! *a dull thudding is heard as a large machine approaches, it is a GlitterBoy suit*
over the speakers of the suit : "I'm looking for Lt. Lynn to report in, I've just been added to this Platoon."

Before Dragon takes off again he acknowledges the gromek with a nod.

"I am Sergeant Magnet Man. Lieutenant Lynn is busy, welcome to the platoon Private."

Magnet Man pulls out a pocket computer with a map of Madtown on it. He looks at the map presses a few buttons and then back up at the platoon.

"Corporal? Take private Eljin here with you to clear everybody out of the "stables and storage", if anybody is still there. Then move onto Sam's Salvage."

He looks back to his computer

"Private Oksana go to clear out Mad Zack's and The Zip shop, then move onto the MOM shop. Take Severin with you. Burd you are with me. We are going to clear out The Lion's Den Arena and Saloon." When you are all done meet me in the residential area to the north, they will be much harder to clear."
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Not one but THREE MORE Glitter Boys walk into the area of 2nd Platoon, the lead Glitter boy is painted in a silver and glossy black tiger stripe paint scheme, and is out fitted with a missile launcher of some sort on the left shoulder. The small Robot/power armor also has a storage box attached to the left hip and large holster for a CTT=P40 PBDC cannon.

This lead Glittery Boy seeks out the most senior man present, who happens to be a sergeant  (Magnet Man).

“Sergeant, myself and these three Chromium Guardsman have been attached to this platoon, I’d like to speak to the platoon commander, Sergeant.”

Upon closer inspection two blood red tears can be seen under the left eye, with one more under the right eye of the power armor, and on left breast of the Power armor an ancient coat of arms which looks like:

The Guardsman to Pierce's right speaks up.

"Damn, Eljin didn't wait for us... he is already working. That elf doesn't waste time."

That elf is making us humans look bad..."

Sarah McKnight walks up to second platoons' known location and searches for Lieutenant Lynn. Spotting Burd and Severin she follows them.

Upon arival at the location Eljin keys the loudspeaker on his GB suit

" ATTENTION CITIZENS; THIS AERA WILL BE UNSAFE IN THE IMMEDIATE FUTURE. GATHER YOUR BELONGINGS AND MOVE OUT. YOUR SAFETY CANNOT BE ASSURED PAST THIS POINT. MOVE OUT PEOPLE. "

   Oksana walks over to Severin and looks up at the giant creature, a little uncertain how to talk to him, or it, or whatever.  She tries to be casual.
   "Severin, I guess you're with me.  Let me teleport us, it will be faster, ok?"

Severin grins at Oksana's uneasiness, "No need to be nervous child. We are on the same side here, I won't bite. If you can teleport us both then by all means girl, make it so."
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   The massive creature's candor helps to set her heart at ease.  This particular monster doesn't seem to be of the same brood as the brodkil or daemonix.  Oksana grins back at him.  Then she hears the radio reports of incoming aircraft and she looks around in the sky - not able to see anything yet.  She was ready to teleport Severin and herself to their task, but now things are different.
   "Sergeant Magnet Man... I can engage the enemy before they reach us...and I can bring about half a ton of assistance with me, if there are any volunteers."

"Private, meet the juggernauts in the air and head to intercept the incoming. Report back with a visual before engaging."

Magnet Man stands in the open watching for the return of all of 2nd platoon.

"Lieutenant Drano, take your squad to find suitable firing positions to the North East, remain in second platoons' territory. I will come with you shortly."

He waits for Lieutenant Lynn and the others to arrive before following the chromium guardsmen to their positions.

Eljin hears the order over his radio, he takes time for one last announcement...

"Move people your down to a matter of minutes got me?"

   "If you say so, but those Iron Juggernauts are going to slow me down."  Oksana looks left and right over both shoulders to make sure there is no one in the way before she extends both her wings out to their full span of about forty feet.  A moment later, there is a bright white flash of light and she is gone.

   Oksana appears in mid-air, a few hundred feet from the formation of Tolkeen creations known as Iron Juggernauts and she closes the distance in a few seconds.  "You guys are with me, we're to intercept the incoming aircraft.  Let's keep our flight low, now follow me!"

   Facing down demons and monsters wasn't exactly Oksana's cup of tea.  But chasing after Coalition aircraft, that's what she came here for.  She has faced them in the sky before and lived to talk about it.  This experience, plus her ability to psionically flush any fear from her mind, will ensure that her nervousness does not impair her performance.

   Oksana dives down towards the earth and in the direction of the incoming aircraft.  She maintains a speed of about 470 kilometers per hour (280 mph) and quickly realizes that the juggernauts are more than twice as fast as she is.  So she begins a series of teleports in order to keep pace.  She can make such a 'jump' about once every two seconds, thereby travelling up to twelve times the speed of sound without actually having to worry about hypersonic aerodynamics.  In any case, she maintains an altitude of about fifty feet and Oksana never lets herself fall behind the juggernauts - just teleporting repeatedly in front of them.  It should also be noted that she is also continuing to fly at her top speed between each teleport.

   When the enemy comes into view, she'll use her multi-optics visor to zoom in on the aircraft and get a good idea of what they're dealing with.
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PM
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   Oksana's heart sinks as she tries to decide on what words to use to describe what she sees.  She activates her radio and starts speaking in elven.
   "One massive airship in the distance, still closing... Five, ten,  twenty missiles launched and incoming.  Twenty missiles are in-bound to Madtown.  We are still en route to engage."
   The sights of what she is about to face are enough to penetrate even the psionic shield against fear she has raised.  She still delivers her message calmly and in as much detail as she can from this range.
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As Oksana's report came in over the radio, Karnon put one hand into his scroll-case, pulling free the appropriate one as labeled by the rips in its side that Karnon had made.

Should the missiles strike their section, at least they would go relatively unharmed.
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As the people are bolting now Eljin turns his GlitterBoy suit and starts stomping back to the Seconds location to back his team up.

GM EDIT : The civilians are NOT bolting at all. They are staying in their homes watching Eljin from their windows.
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Drano hears the radio calls regarding incoming missiles, and begins to prep the shoulder mounted missile launcher to shoot down any missiles striking near him.

20:25, Today: Drano Pierce rolled 45 using 1d100. RSI (60%+5%) track missiles.

He manages to track the incoming missiles on his radar on the first try.....once they are within range of his missile Drano would be ready to attempt to shoot them down.

Lt. Lynn is planning

Sgt. Magnet Man is planning

Lt. Pierce and the GB squad are finding cover and preparing missile defense.

Pvt. Karnon is preparing a magic scroll

Burd and Severin are standing around along with cpl. Kamada

Pvt. Oksana and the 3 juggernauts are in the air on their way to get a better report on the incoming.
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Having finished up her conversation with Karnon and entered her room Portia only spent about ten minutes there before the radio chatter convinced her that being on the field with her troops is of more pressing importance than what she had planned. Hopping on her hovercycle she zips up into the air over the rooftops. The hotel is only a couple blocks away from the frontline area 2nd Platoon has been assigned so she comes back down amidst her troops. She dismounts taking notice of the four "glitterboys" as they scatter to find firing positions.


The fiery young lieutenant throws back her hood and looks around at those assembled. Then she starts barking out orders in a loud and commanding voice that brooks no discussion likely even if it were not enhanced magically. She starts on the radio however so the effect there is lost a bit.


"Private Oksana DO NOT engage! I want you to get a good look at the incoming craft. Estimate an ETA for me and then get you shiny silver ass back here immediately! Ra, Sekhmet, Thoth, Make every effort to disable the incoming missiles and then rendezvous with that hybrid SAMAS suit that is en-route. The pilot is one Private O'Hare. Apparently she is taking on missile barrages solo these days. You are to follow her orders until I tell you otherwise."


Portia clips her radio back to the utility belt inside her robe and turns her attention to the troops around her.


"Okay people we have not had time to prepare sensible cover yet so prepare to utilize mystic armor and take cover that Severin will be providing on an as needed basis. Corporal Kamada I want a case of plasma grenades and two heavy fusion blocks and I want them yesterday! Karnon I need an Invincible Armor Talisman or I need you close by to cast the spell. Burd there are two chop-shops within a block of here." She indicates which way by pointing in opposite directions. "I want you to go there and collect all the military grade scrap metal that they have, arms, legs, anything and I want it piled right over there near "Big Sams" salvage shop. do it now and work efficiently. Do not allow anyone to resist your efforts. Severin reinforce the outside of these larger buildings, The Zip Shop and Operator Shack, on three sides using triple layered walls. Sandwich one clay in between two stone for each side. Before you start though call up one of those little Mud Essences we discussed and have it create multiple mounds of triple the normal size all over this area interspersed between the shops and homes as best it can. Neither of you need worry about collateral damage however. When it has depleted its mystic stores have it help Burd collect the high density scrap.  Once you are finished attempt a greater summoning and report back to me."

Stopping only for a second to catch her breath she turns back to Magnet-Man. "Sergeant are the Glitterboys part of 2nd or are they just popping a squat. Bring me up to speed, tell me what I am forgetting, tell me something."
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"Yes Lieutenant!"

Corporal Kamada wastes no time and heads off to the nearest weapon store on her hovercycle.
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"Yes Master"

Burd stomps off in the direction of the nearest cybernetic chop shop.

"Yes Lieutenant. They have been assigned to us. Lieutenant Pierce is in charge of their 4-man squad. I am going to join them, I will be able to protect them from return fire."

Magnet Man hops on his hovercycle and blasts off to catch up with the Glitter Boys.

   "10-4" Oksana responds over the radio, again in elven.

   Then, following her orders, she vanishes from the view of the Iron Juggernauts and leaves them far behind her.  Effectively reaching a speed of about 9,000 miles per hour (15,000 kmph), Oksana begins a series of long-range teleports that will put her a few hundred feet behind the incoming aircraft in about twenty seconds.  The first thing she sees has her vanishing from view once more and reappearing a few hundred feet directly above the massive vehicle.


   Oksana forms her wings around herself into a coccoon and she continues to rocket through the air like a bullet.  But she is now mostly protected from the wind and is able to make a more detailed report of what she can see without being drowned out by the buffetting air rushing past.  She does keep a small space open between her wings so she can keep an eye on the aircraft below.  "Inbound aircraft is about two hundred feet long, a little wider, and probably three stories tall.  It is armed with numerous weapon turrets.  Bombay doors are open, and rear hatch is open.  Half-dozen power armours inside look ready to launch.  I'm returning to Madtown."  Oksana's words are clear and calm.  There is a slight echoe in her voice as she speaks from inside the metal enclosure of her own wings.

   She will arrive back in Madtown, standing in front of Portia a total of about fifty seconds after the lieutenant ordered her to scout ahead.  She would definitely beat the missiles back to Madtown, but they can't be far behind her.  Oksana appears in front of Portia in a flash of light and tries to glimpse the incoming missiles in the sky.  "What next ma'am?"  Oksana's voice is still calm and her silver body and wings appear relaxed.
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Severin nods, and nearly instantly the little mud mound is with him, Severin mutters some odd sounding gibberish (speaking elemental) and the mound goes to work, creating mud mounds all over the area, some buildings wind up with mud piled up the sides, no doubt shattering windows and dumping quite a bit inside. Severin goes about casting the wall spells as instructed, trusting Portia's knowledge of the enemy. Once his walls are completed and the mounds created by the little mud mound are everywhere he again mumbles to the elemental and it goes off to help Burd carry supplies. Severin then quickly tries to summon up a lesser earth elemental...
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"Holy Shit..." Portia mumbles to herself and she chews her bottom lip. An old habit from days long since past. When Oksana "pops" back into the area the Lieutenant is roused from her contemplative state. "Private your teleportation abilities are remarkable. I am not quite sure what you described but it sounds very bad. I have heard intelligence reports about a massive long range Coalition bomber. That may be what we are dealing with. Regardless, if it gets here we will all likely be killed or in any case unable to put up much of a fight when the ground troops arrive.

Portia looks around a second before removing her radio from her waistband. "Corporal Kamada move your ass!" Spotting the wolfen working his magic she adds. "Karnon I am going to need that Invincible Armor spell very shortly."

Turning back to Oksana she gives her a rare smile. "Private do you think that you are good enough to teleport directly into the cockpit of that airplane? If so I have a little care package I would like you to deliver. The success or failure of this upcoming battle may rest upon your shoulders."

   "Inside the cockpit?  Ummm, if there's room, yeah sure.  No problem.  What do you want me to deliver?" Oksana's question sounds sincere, even though she already suspects a massive quantity of explosives will comprise the bulk of this 'care package'.

"what the hell is the matter with you people you have got to go or you will all die!"

*over the radio*

"Eljin to Second, the people are not following the orders to evac. Requesting permission to return to Second's location where I can do some good."

Karnon has his scroll open and his eyes on the skies, watching for those missiles, but he registered the Lt.'s order, "Understood lieutenant. If missiles rain down on us, I'm putting up a forcewall to protect our immediate vicinity from the first volley."

Drano, his Chromium Guardsman camped out under the second story balcony of a building listens to the radio while waiting for the incoming missile to come into range. He’d become coldened and hardened since this war had begun, hence the cold hard reply to Eljin, trying to do the right thing.

“Eljin, evacuating those people now means they would be in the open when the missiles hit.”

“The best way to protect those people now is to survive the incoming missiles and then kill any troops that airship drops off.”

Portia nods to Karnon. "Excellent idea. Go ahead and cast the armor spell upon Private Oksana here so you will not be hindered when the time comes." The lieutenant casts an eye to the sky expecting to see missiles raining down any instant. Logically she knows that it is a big town and the chances of suffering a direct hit is not all that great but that does little to make her feel better about the situation. Turning her attention back to Oksana she says, "Yes of course private. Kamada will be here any second to provide us with the explosives. I am no expert in demolitions but if we rig two cases of plasma grenades and two heavy fusion blocks together and detonate that in the cockpit it should do the trick I would think. The mystic armor Karnon is casting on you should help if they have time to attack you before, during or after. I am going to enchance you further with an Invulnerability spell so you will be resistant to magic and psionic attacks as well as an Invisibility Superior so they should not even know you are anywhere near until you are inside with them."

Portia hears Elgin call out to 2nd platoon over the radio and she gives a quick reply. "Eljin if you are part of second platoon then please do get back here and take cover. If you have any means of knocking missiles out of the sky by all means employ them. The people are no longer our concern. They were given an opportunity to leave." She takes a moment to move her hovercycle over to one of the large mounds of dirt that Severin's elemental created. She chooses one that butts up next to the triple layered walls for maximum preotection. Seeing Kamada roaring in on her hovercycle she motions her over and helps unload the two metal cases making sure to pop one open and check the grenades within. "Good job Corporal." Portia says as she magnetically seals the fusion blocks to either side of the cases effectively lashing them together. Then punches in some numbers on the keypads. "Im setting one for six seconds and the other for five so you better be fast. If you could turn the keys prior to porting in that would be ideal. It is all up to you now Private. Such a brave girl." Portia says reaching over to touch Oksanas metal cheek for a second in an affectionate manner that is simulataneously creepy and sexy. Once the winged elf picks up the I.E.D. Portia will cast the two spells she mentioned previously upon her.

Karnon had his eyes on the sky and his hand on his scroll while he muttered the words to the Invincible Armor spell distractedly, ready to drop it at any second and throw up the forcefield. If time was sufficient he tagged Oksana with one claw-tipped hand, bestowing her with more protection than a pair of coalition dead boy suits worn over each other.

A massive missile is headed directly for the area First Platoon is spread out in. It is only a matter of seconds. A second volley of medium missiles and a second long range missiles are on their way as well, with Calliandra and second platoons' Iron Juggernauts between the town and the missiles.

   For the first time in front of any of her comrades, Oksana's left hand and forearm seems to liquify and morph.  It ripples and stretches and the the division between each finger splits all the way up to her elbow, giving her arm an alien spider leg appearance.  The five-foot long fingers open and then grasp the explosives that Portia hands her.  Oksana hefts the entire device in one arm easily and it is obvious that she could probably carry much more.  Oksana's free arm and hand becomes shorter and more bulky.  The slender elven fingers transform into something more like the heavy clawed hand of a gargoyle, although the glistening chrome skin remains.

   With the care package secured, and Portia's and Karnon's mystic enchantments in place, Oksana has already vanished from view before she even left.  She feels strange being invisible and wishes for a moment that she could enjoy the sensation for a time.  But she knows there is a job to be done and she quickly vanishes, for real this time.  She reappears five miles away and then vanishes again, and again, and again...

   Ultimately, Oksana will appear in physical contact with the aircraft, directly in front of the cockpit windows.  She is upside-down with her metamorphed arm and hand still gripping the explosive device. Oksana's free hand is slammed down against the skin of the ship, embedding her claws into the plating in order to hold on.  Her wings are retracted and folded back to help avoid being blown away and to ensure she can fit inside the aircraft.  She peeks into the cockpit through the windshield from above and the pilots would see the silver strands of her long hair being blown all around her metallic face.  Oksana remains emotionless but determined as she focuses on getting the job done, thanks to her ability to psychically rid herself of fear and trepidation.

   When looking inside the cockpit window, Oksana is attempting to spot an amount of space inside the aircraft into which she can teleport.  If there is enough room, she will do so without a second thought - regardless of how many people are around.  Once inside, Oksana will ignore the people around her as she sets down the explosive and turns the keys on both fusion blocks.  From theperspective of anyone inside the cockpit, the explosives would seem to suddenly appear from nowhere and then each activation key is turned by itself.  Then she'll simply teleport about three miles in front of the aircraft and turn back to watch for it to explode.
   If there is not enough room, she may have to find a less-safe method of entry.
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Several stray missiles from the first wave have lost their targets but may still hit somewhere in the town.

*Radio* "Eljin is on the way"

Eljin taps up the Flight button and flys back to the Seconds possition.

Drano attempts to lock onto the two nearest incoming missiles and upon doing so on nhis first try launches two of his own missiles to shoot the incoming missiles down.

23:33, Today: Drano Pierce rolled 2 using 1d100. Weapon Systems (70%+5%) target missiles.

23:35, Today: Drano Pierce rolled 9 using 1d20. Fire counter missile #2 +???.

23:35, Today: Drano Pierce rolled 8 using 1d20. Fire counter missile #1 +???.


OOC: Not sure what kind of bonuses the GM will hook me up with in regards to the passed Weapon Systems roll, lets hop I get to use the GB's strike bonuses and +2 from weapon systems (a +14 bonues) instead of the RPG books +3 to all missiles....

One missile lands in a building in first platoons sector, and the other lands in the river next to The Marina and Renford's Manor. Whatever building the first one hit can be heard collapsing in the distance after the sounds of the explosion fade out. Black smoke raises into the sky above the buiding.

Severin returns to Portia's side, "I was successful in the summoning Lt. Lynn. What would you ask of my elemental brother?"

Having stowed her "bike" in a spot of relative protection the Lieutenant paces back and forth out in an open area eagerly awaiting a situation report. As the missiles explode high in the air above her own position and others slam into the town elsewhere she sits on a park bench in a ladylike fashion and produces an apple from beneath the folds of her black silk robe. A flaming bit of debris lands near her and she regards it cooly as if it were some offensive insect. Biting on the apple she notes Burd returning with the sloughing Mud-Mound in tow all a tangle of detached cybernetic limbs. When the Thornhead Demon pauses to watch the "fireworks" display she yells at him through a mouth half full of apple. "Yes we are under missile attack in case you had not been made aware. Now carry on with your orders!"

   Oksana looks at the power armours going after Calliandra and then at the numerous missiles still heading towards Madtown, and finally at the angle of descent of the giant aircraft as it continues to speed towards the ground.  Three jobs to take care of, but only enough time to hel with one... After a few seconds, the silver angel has decided.  She vanishes and once again appears on the hull of the giant aircraft, only this time she has her claws embedded in the tail section.

   Unhindered by carrying any explosives, she is able to divert herr full strength and attention to completing this task.  She grips the metal hull and even extends the length of her fingers into the holes she makes in order to improve her grip.  She then spreads her wings and uses all her might to divert the trajectory of the aircraft.  She attempts to make the dive steeper, and to steer it into an empty farmer's field, and away from any buildings.  Hopefully it doesn't require too drastic a change as the vehicle is many hundreds of times her size.  But then, her wings are almost as large as the aircraft's own aelerons... She can only try.

edit: spelling
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Seeing two more inbound missiles Drano once again repeats the steps he made before in an attempt to shoot them down.


Two more missiles are fired from the shoulder mounted missile launcher on the Glitter Boy. The first streaks off and it appears that it may strike it's target, the second though flies for several hundred feet before the rocket motor fizzles out and the missile crashes down into a farm field just our side town.

In a farm outside of town:
A cow mindlessly goes about its business eating grass while the first skirmish for Mad Town occurs. Unfortunately for he cow an errant missile fired from one of the cities defenders lands on the cow and detonates, blowing the cow into chucks of beef no bigger then a mans thumb.
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Magnet Man stands proud behind the Glitter Boy squad.

"They didn't even come close... We are invincible!"
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Lieutenant Lynn swallows her last bite of apple taking the core and tossing it casually over her shoulder into the small fountain behind her. She gets up from the park bench and takes a look around. "Bullshit Sergeant. We are far closer to lucky than we are invincible. Not to mention if it were not for one spectacular little mutant then we would likely have been bombed back to the stone age by some overpaid Coalition lap-dog mercs."  Portia looks around to see where everyone is positioned. She catches the a reflection off of the highly polished surface of the Glitterboy helmet of Drano Pierce and she offers him a nod. Turning back towards Magnet Man she barks out in a less conversational tone than she has been using. "I want everyone formed up and put to work fortifying this position for now. The robo-jocks over there need to give blood so send them over to Sarah Mcknight before she delivers the rest of ours to the Sphinx. Karnon you should get to the Ley-Line A.S.A.P. and start churning out scrolls and Talismans. I want five Summon and Control Entities, Four Teleport Superiors and a handful of Mystic Portals. Other than that you are free to do as you will. Please keep the Sergeant advised. Kamada go respectfully request a situation report form Major Karno and make him aware it was Secon Platoon that brought down that plane. Severin you are with me we need to discuss what your elemental friend is capable of."

Portia walks off a few steps with the Tauton and the lumbering mass of stone beside him before turning back and yelling. "Get you asses in gear people the real fight could start anytime!"

Karnon nodded in understanding and then snapped out a short-range teleportation spell. Short-range being a relative term compared to the globe-hopping power of the bigger spell. Regardless, he now found himself upon they leyline, and was thankful he still had his supply of scrollpaper and regeants to get started.

"On my way"

Kamada hops on her hovercycle and heads off towards the clock/radar tower.

As he’s stowing the large boom gun back into it’s storage potion Drano notices Portia nodding at her and offers a thumbs up in return. After listening to her orders Drano can only assume she is the commander of Second Platoon and was referring to his squad as the robo-jocks needing to give blood. He then speaks on the GB squads private communications channel.

“Eljin, McCloud report to one Sarah Mcknight, and give some of your blood, I’ll find out why in a minute. I’m sure it is for some sort of magical purpose.”

“Comartin, find a hasty firing position and serve as a look out for the time being.”

17:10, Today: Drano Pierce rolled 34 using 1d100. Draw blood? Lore: Magic (40%+5%).

Drano then makes his way over to Portia and introduces himself, still in his Chromium Guardsman but turning the loudspeaker down to the level of normal human speach.

“Ma’am I am Lt. Drano Pierce, myself and my squad has been assigned to Second Platoon for the time being. The four of us should be able to greatly assist in halting any armored advance against your platoon’s lines, as well as contribute to preparing the defensive lines.”

"Yes maam." Severin remarks cooly, "He is not a greater elemental, a lesser, but formidable none the less."

Burd walks up to Drano and snorts for several seconds before spitting a wad of goo all over the foot of his Guardsman.

He stands tall at Portia's side.

Eljin looks around for this person

Even were she standing on her tippy-toes the five foot nothing Lieutenant would be unable to slap the Thornhead Demon across its toothy maw. Not to mention the act would look utterly ridiculous even if she were physically able. Instead with a crisp practiced movement she she spins pivoting on her left foot twisting her slender hips and drives a crisp elbow up into what has to be the lowest rib in the Thornheads cage. Considering the things flesh can shrug off railgun slugs the act would seemingly be pointless. The sharp audible crack of bone and the instinctive sucking in of wind accompanied by it proves otherwise however.

Having struck one in her thrall Portia naturally understands what may come next so she calmly turns and smiles at the beast towering over her one hand on her whip mortal eyes locked with the demonic. When the beasts gaze falters and his head lowers obediently she floats up off the ground and pats him atop his head in an almost loving gesture. "Burd... we talked about that didn't we. If you feel the need to spit on someone in Pluto company make sure it is someone like that simpering little dog Dyvalis not the nice men in the shiny suits here who will be helping us fight. Now please run and make sure you have secured all the high density material from the shops you can find and then make your way over to the junkyard to collect what they have there. Your time for fun will be coming soon my pet."

The woman floats back down to the ground and produces a lavender colored handkerchief from beneath the folds of her robes which she hands up to the Glitterboy before her. "You will have to forgive him Lieutnenant Pierce. His brood are alot like children. Typically more evil of course but they share alot in the way of maturity and temperament. I am pleased to have you and your fellows here. Good work with the missiles. Why are their suits not similarly equipped with ant-missile capability may I ask? I would like to take stock of your armored suits overall size and the range of motion required to operate efficiently so I can incorporate it into my defense plan. I am obviously not a power armor pilot so if you have any specific needs or ideas on strategy please share. Also do make sure that all of your men visit the infirmary first thing to donate blood to the company medic Sarah McKnight. I intend to have the ground we defend littered with a ward minefield and the blood will ensure you are not affected by the magic. If it is any consolation McKnight has an ass so nice that will make your jaw drop."

Portia stands politely to see if the man inside the suit has anymore to add to their conversation before turning back to the Tauton, Severin, to discuss how best to employ his elemental abilities.

"Yes Master... what is high density... matreols... master?" is all the demon says in response.
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Portia pinches the bridge of her nose for a moment and takes a deep breath before replying. Any piece of scrap that you cannot easily bend or break Burd. Like all of the cybernetic limbs and armor you collected from the other shops. It has to be strong since we are going to use it to crush the Coalition dogs that are stupid enough to try our lines."

Drano observed as the Demon was punished for spitting on his armor. He was quite glad too since the last Deamon to spit on his armor lost it's head. The demon was probably not happy with the fact that his ancestors using the very Chromium Guardsman he was in helped prevent demons such as itself from taking over the world after the great apocalypse.

“I’ve already sent two of my men to have their blood drawn, another is standing watch.” Drano then goes on to answer Portia’s other questions. “This Glitter Boy has been operational since before the Great Cataclysm and as such has a number of additions to it. Any one of the four units in my squad can strike a target at up to 11,000 feet away.” He then takes the lavender colored handkerchief and uses it to wipe the demons ‘goo’ off of his mecha’s foot. “We would be best used as anti armor units, taking out Coalition personnel carriers, tanks and robots. I suggest we have several hide positions constructed to protect us from aerial attack, and for us to move from every time we fire off several shots, as we would become prime targets for neutralization by the CS.”
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Burd nods and heads off in search of the materials needed. Starting with The Salvage yard.

The sergeant stands at Portia's side checking over the squad. Noticing one soldier still missing, he speaks into his radio.

"Private Oksana what is your twenty?"

"Where the hell is Sarah McKnight?"

Eljin is looking around for her still.

   There is a pause of silence on the radio before Oksana replies, but when she does, she sounds like she is deeply concentrating.
   "...I'm in the... church."  And after another long pause...  "Currently performing... surgery... on Calliandra.  Need more time."

"She is in 5th platoon Eljin."

Over the radio he replies

"10-4 Oksana. Do you need assistance?"
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   "No, I don't think... so.  Just time.  An hour maybe...  Calliandra's hurt pretty bad."  Oksana's voice wavers with a hint of fear as she delivers her report of Callie's status.

"Thank you, I'll be right back."

Eljins large suit of armor begins walking off towards the direction of the 5th.

McCloud jogs alongside Eljin towards 5th platoon.

"Why do they want us to give blood? Why does magic need our blood? I don't like this bullshit..."

Kamada returns to the Lieutenant after several minutes.

"Lieutenant? The Major said an appartment building collapsed, and a few civilians were killed. Pluto Company suffered no casualties."

Eljin and McCloud are not gone long, and return less than twenty minutes later. Assuming Drano and Comartin head off next, they stand in wait for Portia to direct them.

Karnon has left towards the ley line to work on producing scrolls.

Magnet Man and Kamada remain with Portia and Severin.

Burd is still gathering MD materials and weapons, and the iron juggernaut squad has returned to patrolling the skies above. And Oksana is still in the church finishing up with Calliandra's recovery.
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"I really have no idea, I know a bit about magic but not enough to comment"

Portia says nothing when she hears Oksana on the radio speaking of performing surgery. She just taps her fingers against her lips and continues walking towards the "front-lines" of the area that her platoon has been given charge of defending. Severin walks along with her and he seems to be doing all the talking while she just listens. Kind of strange for the monstrous Tauton who is anything but a "chatty-cathy." The little mud-mound and larger stone golem like creature slough along behind them. While at the front she spends some time walking off areas making estimates of distances between one point or another and occassionally just stands staring off into the horizon seemingly lost in thought. After a few minutes they begin walking back in what looks like a meandering zig-zag route throughout second platoons section of Madtown. She walks back to join the remainder of the platoon but Severin and the elementals are no longer with her. Large mounds of dirt begin rising up in the distance along the route she had just been walking. As they get nearer to the town itself the emerging 50ft tall and 25ft diameter mounds destroy homes and small businesses as they burst up from the earth.

Portia listens to Kamadas report and with a scowl replies, "Not exactly very informative is he. I apologize to have wasted your time. I have another task for you however. Please take a hovercycle up north to the ley line and locate Karnon, he should be with another mage or two. Tell him I need either a greater Earth Elemental, a Tharsis Spirit of Light or a Black Jinn with the first two being prefferable. Any other creature that is a master of Earth Elements will suffice if he is more knowlegable in such matters. Stay with him until he is done creating his scrolls and performing his summonings and return together. You will basically be pulling mage babysitting/guard duty. Make sure your radio is charged up and on."

Having given Kamada her instructions she turns and looks around for the Glitterboy commander she had spoken with previously. Not immediately seeing him she instead walks over to where Eljin and McCloud are standing in their shiny armored suits. Looking up at them she asks. "If you were standing inside one of those mounds of dirt what size and shape of opening would you need to have an effective range of fire? You can talk it over with your commander when he gets back just let me know ASAP." She turns to walk off but then turns back and says, "Also you need to get those suits inside one of those three buildings. You can stay in them or get out and get some sleep, or whatever you need to do but don't be walking around in them out here anymore unless you ask my permission first. Don't ask my permission unless you have a damn good reason either. Fucking CS scout spots four of you fuckers all humped up together over here and this place will become a missile magnet."

Waving Magnet Man over she has a few words with him quietly until Drano and Comartin return. She then asks him to go and get all the blood from McKnight and deliver it to the Sphinx Ramenhotep. She also tells him to request an audience with the Sphinx telling him she would like to speak with him at his earliest convenience. Besides the wards he is placing around the town in general she has a few special requests for second platoon in particular. She informs Magnet man that he can tell the Sphinx she is prepared to make the extra effort "worth his while."


Soon there are twenty-five of the towering earthen mounds interspersed over the area. They took longer to create then the smaller ones she had created hastily before the missile attack but these are permanent structures and more tightly compact. Severin comes strolling back towards the group and he is now followed ten of the sloughing little Mud-Mounds and the lone lumbering stone elemental. "Now the hard part. All the tunnels" She remarks to Severin.

Severin nods to Portia, "As you command," and gives a deep bow, somewhat tired from the efforts already exerted today, Severin turns and begins tasking the little mounds with connecting the big 'hills' with tunnels underground large enough for the glitterboys to move around in, as well as a few false tunnels in case the CS should breach the makeshift structure, or even to store supplies, whatever Lt. Lynn deems appropriate.

"good point I hate missiles"

Eljin will give Portia whatever info she needs about the GB's fields of fire and add that some of the GB's have been modified so may have different capabilities but the overall firing arc for the main gun should be consistant, then take his suit into a building, whichever one has a door big enough to get in.

After conferring with Lt. Lynn Drano “parks” his Chromium Guardsman in a nearby building and upon finding that there was no Chromium Guardsman sized door he makes one himself using the mecha’s arm mounted vibro claws to do so. He then exits the mecha, pulling his EBA’s helmet from the left storage compartment on the leg as well as a human sized energy rifle. Next he sets the mecha's security system, then makes his way over to McKnight to get his blood drawn.

Kamada nods and jogs to her hovercycle. She wastes no time before speeding off north to the ley line to meet up with Private Karnon.

There is an explosion inside the town, to the east. Smoke rises from one of the buildings near 4th platoons' location.

The sun is setting, as the first day in Madtown finally draws to an end...

The Iron Juggernauts patrol the skies above. Burd continues to gather weapons and armour. Karnon and Kamada are presumably at the ley line.

Oksana is still at the church trying to heal Calliandra.

Severin is working his magic while Lieutenant Lynn, and the chromium guardsmen watch as Magnet Man returns with Ramenhotep.
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"Here you are Lieutenant Lynn."

Magnet Man walks alongside the Sphinx, taking in another stare of awe at the glitter boy suits.

"Thank you Sergeant... Try to see that those that can and that are not imbued with supernatural constitutions get some rest. That includes yourself Sergeant." She says the last in a tone that is the closest thing that passes for kind that any have heard come from her mouth. Turning to the Sphinx she gives him a polite bow rather than a salute and says, "Thank you for seeing me on short notice Ramenhotep. I hope that the Major is utilizing your talents well. I am sure you are quite busy so I will get straight to the point. I want a series of wards set about the perimeters of these large mounds before you. As you can see their positioning creates what amounts to funneling choke points. It would be nice to hit the Coaltion with both conventional and magical force should they swarm around them. I am aware of what death wards can do though I am not sure if those would work against power armor or even trigger against deadboys in their EBA. I am sure you know better than I. So some of the fire or energy that you spoke of might be good as well. Other than the mounds a few areas around the firing lanes the Glitterboys set up inside a couple of building would be good also. You can discuss that with them if you will. You have the blood of everyone in 2nd platoon and we will be the only ones here so collateral damage need not be of any concern to you. For your effort I offer the skeleton of a Nasu demon. They are approximately human size so that should yield a fair amount of bone I would think. Is this proposal feasible and satisfactory?"

   Ramenhotep nods in response to Portia's bow, his massive feline head and mane being almost the equal of a human's bow anyway.  He listens to Portia's request, nodding a few times in response to individual remarks.  He hears her words with a positive attitude and ponders his own for a moment before speaking.
   "There is yet much to do.  Many wards to make.  I may be among those you count with a supernatural consititution, but I still have my limits.  I know there is magic capable of sustaining an individual without air, water, or food.  Even the need for sleep is reduced.  It would be appreciated if you could find someone capable of this magic, for I am not.  Maybe it will give me the added time to assist you in the defense of your region of this town.  I believe my normally scheduled rest period will be arriving in an hour or so.  I shall return here at that time when I will require the sustaining magic and I will begin work on your plan.  I should be able to finish tonight.  I can work in the darkness.  Is this acceptable?"

"Yes, thank you." Lieutenant Lynn turns and walks to check on the the progress of Severin and his elementals. She points out a few things and makes a suggestion or two however the Tauton knows his earthworks better than she and knows far better how to instruct the strange elemental creatures. She decides not to micromanage and instead leaves instructions with Severin for Karnon and how she intended to use the being he summoned. She adresses Magnet Man primarily but loud enough for all present to hear. "I am going to meet with Major Karno. Hold down the fort here. You see anyone snooping around kill them. I have my radio on should an emergency arise." The way she stresses the word emergency it is obvious she does not want to be bothered with trivial matters. She moves towards where her hovercycle is parked before half turning around. "Everyone looked sharp today. Lets keep it up." She mounts smoothly up onto the exotic Eyelor hovercycle and the craft lifts silently up into the night air and whisks off into the darkness.

Heading south as Portia heads north is a suit of Terrain Hopper power armor sized for a rather small individual.  Its while and bears no military markings though there is a rifle slung across its back.  Its wearer skips lightly aside to watch Lynn zip by.

The night comes quickly after Amy is welcomed into the platoon by Sergeant Magnet Man, which merely consists of a salute and an order to get some rest until morning when the real work begins.

The Iron Juggernauts remain in the air all night keeping a steady watch over the sleeping members of second platoon and the surrounding area around the town.

Burd and Severin remained awake for most of the night as well... keeping watch... while the rest take their rest.

Portia returns eventually from her meeting with Major Karno, and Oksana returns shortly after... exhausted after hours of psionic healing.

Corporal Kamada and Private Karnon are still away at the ley line.
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Severin snaps a salute Portia's way, "Nothing out of the ordinary last night to report, new orders maam?"

Power armor not being the most comfortable thing to sleep in Amy drops in and out throughout the night, worrying over her farm and plane.  Starting awake at the small sounds of people moving around near by.  When Portia returns she finally can't just lay there anylonger and she gets up to speak with her.

Offering a by now at least correct if still slopy salute she speaks up.  "Lt, my name is Amy Wayland-Yutani, I'm from Madtown.  I was told to come join you because I have a plane on the outskirts and wanted to help."

Lt. Lynn returned to the area second platoon is frequenting once during the evening to hand deliver a scroll to the Sphinx Ramenhotep before disappearing again for the remainder of the night. She returns to her platoon early the next morning before sunrise. Her expression looks the normal mix of harsh beauty but for those paying close attention there is a trace of the perturbed about her as well. She gives the area a general inspection paying particular attention to the work that was preformed by Severin and his elemental companions. Noting that the preliminary work of extra large mounds complete with tunnels is complete she realizes that the Tauton had to have made multiple summonings and is no doubt exhausted from the effort despite his otherworldy constitution. She would like to have a word with him as well as Oksana but decides that letting them rest for now would be more appropriate. Instead she seeks out Magnet Man.

Standing aside speaking to the Sergeant she can be heard saying, "You have got to be fucking kidding me. He is still out there? We better have a shitload of scrolls and talismans when he gets back. If he is not here soon I will go and seek him out myself I cannot have a few stray Coalition missiles  ruin an entire evenings worth of work before it is finished. Lieutenant Lynn spots the felinoid woman approaching and turns to regard her with the trademark type of attitude one alpha female presents to another.

"From the way you salute I am assuming you have limited military experience so I would suggest you hop in your plane and fly away from here. Second Platoon is fighting for survival primarily and then for Tolkeen. Madtown is an afterthought Amy. If you intend on staying then please make sure you can follow orders. Here is a questionaire please fill it out and include the pertinent details of your aircraft as well. Other than that make sure you have a few guns that can fire a long distance and plenty of ammo. With that Power Hopper suit you should be able to handle some decent firepower. You will probably be on Glitterboy babysitting duty if your not flying.

Portia turns away indicating the conversation is mostly over and walks the short distance to the bench near the fountain in the square she has adopted as her favorite place to sit. Producing another apple from the folds of her robes she prepares to have breakfast. She twists the stem off casting it to the ground beneath her then pauses before taking a bite and instead brings a small handheld radio up to her mouth. "Corporal Kamada whats your 20? Advise the private that I will be requiring the reinforcements I requested from him sooner rather than later. Also advise him that what ever he brings will be required to make multiple trips to the well to replenish itself. Over."

Amy stands stunned in the aftermath that is the whirlwind named Lynn.  Staring at the paper she's been handed she finally manges to get over her incredulity at the introduction but rather than storm or rail against her she actually simply moves quietly to sit nearby and after cracking her armor begins to fill in the form she was given, something about Portia's aproach getting her cooperation quickly.  After a few minutes of work she gets up and walks over a bit hesitant to disturb her but still she hands over the form quickly.

"Ah here you are Lt, as for um, other weapons, I'm not sure where I would get those, and what do you mean Glitterboy babysitting?"

"Lieutenant? I would like to take out a patrol. Perhaps Lieutenant Pierce would be willing to lead the squad. If so, I would like to be on it sir."

The sergeant nods to Drano then looks back to Portia for her answer.

Lieutenant Lynn scans over the document as she speaks. "This is your town Amy Weyland-Yutani. I assume you more than I would know where to acquire things. You may not like to hear it but any military grade hardware not being utilized by Madtown citizens in defense of the area now belongs part and parcel to the Tolkeen military. So in effect you have authority to go take it from your neighbors. War is hell. As far as the Glitterboys go they are basically highly mobile tanks. Put a couple of determined and ingenuitive juicers up against one and regardless of what they will tell you they stand little chance. All the way up until the point where the Coaltion breaks our lines, and they will...break our lines, the Glitterboys should be fine. When the battle is taking place in the trenches they will need some backup.

About that time Magnet Man walks up makes his request. She regards him cooly for a moment also glancing over at Pierce. Now outside of his power armor she gives him an approving grin and raises an eybrow suggestively. "If you boys are bored I can think up some drudge work." She looks at them for a moment longer, content that they can indeed meet her gaze she nods. "I see little point in it. The CS dogs will rear their head when they want and likely not a minute sooner. But if you want to go then by all means go. I also see no point in tipping our hat to the enemy who is no doubt watching so no more than two of the Glitterboys can go. Keep it within ten clicks and coordinate with other platoons to maximize the patrol area as well as to make sure none of those fucking morons out there shoot at my guys. Take Sekhmet and Thoth with so they can be your eyes in the sky. Before you all head back have them fly to max altitude and do a sweep over the area where we believe the Coalition to be. Any intelligence we can get before this evening will be highly beneficial."


Portia turns back to the Mutant Cheetah woman and actually notices how exotic looking she is. "You truly are a beautiful creature." She says in a way that is one part creepy one part flattering. "So tell me this aircraft of yours what type is it. Jet engine, fighter, armaments all that stuff. Just don't get too technical on me honey I am no engineer." Lynn leans back onto the park bench and enjoys her apple while she listens to Amy. Her posture is relaxed and casual... yeah relaxed like a cobra waiting to strike. Burd the Thornhead demon stands on the opposite side of the fountain behind his mistress his multiple eyes staring straight ahead off into hellish domains that would drive most mortals insane. A creature of nightmare capable of rending power armor apart with its bare hands it waits patiently for instruction eager to serve the little wisp of a human woman who he calls master.

Drano, who looks to be quite hung over from drinking alcohol the night before looks to Magnet man, as the Sergeant ‘volunteers’ him to lead a patrol.

He then approaches Portia, ignoring what she had said about Glitterboys, for the most part with only a wink in response to her grin and raised eyebrow. “Lt. Lynn If you need someone to lead a patrol then yes I can do it. Since I do not know the capabilities of the various members of your platoon having Sgt. Magnet man along would help immensely, also it may be prudent that the Glitterboys remain hidden during the day so as to remain a relative secret from our enemy, in the past this ruse has worked out quite well. That said I have no problem leading a patrol on the back of a hover cycle, I need only to borrow one.” Drano then waits for Lt. Lynn's reply.

Amy smiles and despite her features Lynn can tell she's just given someone a chance to talk about their baby.  "Oh just let me tell you about it.  Its a one of a kind Wayland-Yutani SA141b Pellican Multi-Use Drop ship.  It was pretty damaged when I arrived but I've managed to fix it up almost as good as new.  Its got a wingspan of 18 feet two inches, is 30 and a half feet tall and twenty feet long.  Its powered by a pair of MA6 Submersible baffled turbine engines.  They allow it to be fully VTOL, flight at up to two hundred miles an hour as well as function while underwater.  When running silent, which isnt really silent but is fairly close anyway, its limited to only fifty miles an hour."
She pauses briefly for a breath before bareling onward.  "Originally designed to carry light scouting elements for the military she can take on probably just about any civilian car thats smaller than six by six by eight feet.  Right now though its set up to carry maybe nine to twelve men and their gear.  Oh and its got space for a pilot and a co-pilot in the cocpit, side by side seating.  Lets see, its got two turreted laser cannons for defense as well as a pair of hardpoints on its stubby little wings.  One is for mini missles, generally used for support purposes.  It can carry up to 48 and while I have tested it with local ordinance and made the adjustments I don't really have any reloads for it myself.  The other pod I took off and replaced with a crop dusting system.  I dont know what kinds of gasses you might want to deploy but It can quickly spread a gas or fine mist over a wide area.  Not only that but because it was being developed for sensitive insertion missions it has a pretty good communications aray and raidar as well both made it intact and after I found a few of the right replacement parts so did its reactive cammoflage.  Its really good, One fun thing we used to do was have a bunch of people stand up against the fuselage before take off and spell out a message with our bodys so that it would appear there at takeoff but be gone before anyone in charge could be upset by the message." Her eyes aglow she finally has to pause to take another breath...
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Three thin poles of light appeared, and instantly thickened and exploded in size, to reveal Karnon, flanked by a pair of massive earth elementals, both of which towered over him and others around. They sank into the earth slowly, settling down and reducing their overwhelming presence as Karnon tersely ordered them to.

He walked over to Portia, hesitated once more as he decided once again to forgo the whole salute thing, reached into his bag and pulled free a set of scrolls.

He handed to her a separate piece of paper first. Then he set the scrolls down, and started pulling more from his bag, as well as individually marked copper and steel rings.

"Where would the elementals best serve Lieutenant?" Karnon then asked. Despite the sustaining spell, he did appear to be somewhat fatigued. With the spell though, he'd only need an hour or two of sleep to refresh himself.

edit : four light appeared and four thin poles turned into people. One of them is Kamada.

Kamada stands next to Karnon at attention, though she cannot hide her exhaustion. But that probably means she actually stayed awake the entire night watching over Karnon.

Portia listens with detached interest to the mutant womans description of her aircraft. She archs an eyebrow slightly at the mention it can travel underwater. When Drano addresses her she seems slightly agitated but not directly at him though he may not be astute enough to recognize it "Send out a highly trained GB pilot without his armor on a pointless patrol so he can get misted by a CS Sniper. Not exactly a sound idea but if you boys really feel the need to go whooping around on your hovercycles then go ahead. Short range patrol is not what we need. Long range reconnaisance is." She looks as if she is about to go on but then Karnon arrives with the elementals and her expression becomes considerably more relaxed. Standing up from the bench she turns to Amy and says, "That all sounds good. Ensure that your plane is ready to fly as well as camouflaged from Coalition flyovers. It may very well represent Second Platoons best shot at an exit strategy. Walking over to greet Karnon she looks at the two elementals and grins approvingly. "Corporal Kamada...good job go and get some sleep. Karnon you look like you could use some rest as well. Let us get straight to it then.”

"First things first, I want the elementals to change the earth of the twenty five large mounds you see spread out all over this area here into clay and then change it into iron. There are tunnels beneath each one leading to one another and underneath the few large buildings behind us up into their floor level. Obviously it is important the creatures understand not to compromise the structural integrity of the tunnels or mounds while they transform them. Severin is a Warlock of the Earth Life Sign and is adept at communicating with elementals. He will be able to fill you in more about what we are doing here and answer any questions. I trust him completely and if you would like he can work with your elementals while you get some rest. In fact I recommend it if only because the initial task they can likely handle on auto-pilot more or less. It is my understanding that despite their great magic potential the job I have described will likely deplete their reserves relatively quickly. Thankfully the leyline is not that far away. They should be able to make multiple trips and have this done well before nightfall if Severins calculations were correct.” Portia takes a breath and lets what she has just said sink in and then she continues.

"Secondly I have clearly marked off some spots with stakes starting straight ahead of us at the front of our line. You will notice the stakes are more or less directly in the middle of the area we have been tasked to defend. Severin had his minor elementals check the structural integrity of the ground below us and determined that a majority of it is stable bedrock along the line I layed out. At the first stake I want a square room that is approximately 30x30x30ft and I want it 200ft directly below the stake. I want the room reinforced to the same specifications of the mounds. You will notice the five additional stakes each of which is precisely 785ft behind the other leading directly to the rear of our lines. I want the same type of square room at precisely the same depth at each location. There are to be no adjoining tunnels. In fact I want no branching tunnels whatsoever not even during construction. The construction feat as presented would be impossible by human engineers and even with tunnels to the surface it would take weeks. Your elementals have until tomorrow morning. Any questions?”

Amy looks a bit disapointed as she realizes that Portia is quite finished with her, waiting around a little bit longer first in hopes of explaining more and then in frank curiosity about the earth elementals.  Caught listening she comes up with an explaination quickly enough.  "I was told that there are a lot of traps going in, do you know what buildings or area's would be safe for me to land in and hide it.  I'm not really very familiar with well, any of this" She gestures to the area Portia is prepairing to defend.

"I'm not sure how far back is just far enough, and how far is too far especially if its going to be for extraction.  I know that the Wayland-Yutani SA141b is made for this sort of extraction but I've never actually done anything like this."  Listening to Portia's instructions politely she nods her acceptance.  "Oh, and how do I get my iff registered as friendly so I dont get shot down when I move it over here? Its why I didn't just fly into town."

"Understood maam. Work will begin immediately."

"The elementals are under orders to obey you and Severin as if you were me." Karnon informed her,  "Would you like the rooms dug first, or the iron conversion?"

Karnon then indicates which scrolls are the ones that Portia requested, "And these here are the rest. The Annihilate, Meteor and Ballistic Fire scrolls should be appropriately distributed amongst magic-users, and these rings between militia and unit commanders as appropriate."

Portia accepts the scrolls giving a cursory glance at the scrawl written across the tops of each indicating what spell they contain. Noticing all of the Annihilates she smiles a genuine smile for perhaps the first time anyone has seen. This slip of emotion is more telling than most and one need not have the power of empathy to know there is no warmth behind that smile. A person looking at a pile of Annihilate and Meteor scrolls and beaming like a parent watching their child take their first steps is a somewhat frightening thing to behold. She tucks them all away for the moment in her satchel before looking up to Karnon and offering him a curt salute.

"Yes...I quite agree I will see that they are. You have done a remarkable job and while it may not be as bold as Oksanas singlehanded assault on the bomber when all is said and done I think your efforts will be a decisive factor in keeping us alive Private Karnon. Ensure that the elementals are able to follow orders fortifying all the mounds and then leave Severin to watch over them while you sleep. When they have completed that task then he will wake you so you can both guide them as they tackle the second task which will likely be more challenging. I have faith that the two of you will have no problem."

She turns towards Amy Weyland-Yutani the smile now gone replaced by her typical cool emotionless mask. She begins to speak but offers a last word to the Wolfen Magus. "Oh and Private Karnon later this evening I wanted to try and make sure all of the memebers of second platoon have Sustain spells cast upon them if you could assist with that I would appreciate it. Do make sure and get some sleep today as well, that is an order." The last part she said with the slightest hint of mirth. Walking over to the Mystic Cheetah she lays a hand on her shoulder and asks, "Is the place you have the plane now secure? If not I want it moved. Preferably I want it near, on, or underwater in the lake if that is feasible. While the idea of a dramatic rooftop extraction utilizing your crafts VTOL capability sounds quite entertaining it would likely result in all of us dying. My thought is that the majority of us will teleport directly into the planes cargo hold while any remainder hoofs it over in fast moving vehicles or similar. For that idea to even be considered I will need to know where the plane is and I will need to see the inside of it so how about a tour?

Portia turns around and looks over the rest of 2nd Platoon as they are getting around in the early morning hours. "Listen up everyone she yells in a voice so commanding it just smacks of magic enhancement. Do any of you know how to fly a plane? In case the lovely Miss Weyland-Yutani here gets fragged it would be nice to have a Plan B. I want everyone except Karnon, Severin and Kamada to follow us so we can see where this plane is going to be. Sergeant Man wake up Oksana she will need to go as well. It is my intent to use the plane as our ticket out of here. As such I see no real point in utilizing it in combat against the Coalition Forces. As wonderful a plane as im sure it is if we try to go toe to toe with them on their terms with what they understand we will utterly fail. I am no expert on technology but I am on magic and we need to fuse the two elements together as best we can to achieve any semblance of victory. As of yet I have received little input as far as any planning so I am relying on you all to do what you do best when the time comes as well as to do what I tell you to do without giving me any shit about it. If you can then I promise you that the majority of us will live through the upcoming battle. LETS MOVE OUT!"

Portia turns to Amy and nods, "Lead the way Weyla.... you know what I am going to call you W.T. How does that suit you?"

Karnon nods and turns the elementals over to Severin before he takes his leave with Kamada. As they walk away to find a place to catch some sleep, he mutters another spell and claps Kamada on the shoulder, "There, you'll be fully rested in a quarter of the time. Also that spell will take care of your need for food and water. On top of which, you'll find that should you hold your breath, you can pretty much do it indefinitely while that spell lasts... which is about eight day's now."

He blinked tiredly. Even with a sustaining spell, one could only push themselves so far.

Amy looks rather concerned at first when Portia's attitude went so immediately cool towards her.  But then as she continues speaking and claps her hand down at her shoulder she perks up straightening beneath the touch.  "Yes Maam" Echoing the term of address she saw Severin use.  "It certainly could land and remain hidden in the lake.  I havent put its seals to that kind of test in a while so I would like to remain inside to make sure they hold but it certainly should be safe there, especially once its chamelion system is activated.  The only down sides would be that without help I would be stuck there for the duration, and it does have a limited oxygen endurance if people are going to stay there, underwater for an extended period of time."

As the rest of 2nd Platoon, or at least those who arnt too busy to come with gather she lets them know where they're headed.  "Um, Maam, what does the T stand for?"  Then as everyone finishes assembling, My farm is a little ways north of the city, but its certainly not going to be secure once the deadboys arrive."  Waiting for those who cannot move at PA assisted speeds to find transport she then takes off at a remarkably fast lope interspersing long jumps that she hardly needs to keep at an easy 50kph.

As they leave the city itself she opens it up jumps longer and speeds more than doubling as they head out.  Eventually it becomes clear what farm specifically they're headed towards.  Its small, the house maybe two rooms but the attached barn towering above it.  As they arrive Amy fiddles with a lock briefly before mannually pulling open the doors to reveal her pride and joy, her toy the Wayland-Yutani SA141b Pelican Dropship.  The rest of the building looks mostly like a cross between a traditional farming shed and advanced toolshop.

After she shows off her pretty bird she asks Portia, "Do you think that there is time and space to save some more of my tools or will we need it all if we need to evacuate?"  The space she's gesturing to that of the cargo hold, which can probably squeeze 9-12 people and their things inside.

Amy and Portia lead the way to Amy's farm. Sgt. Magnet Man, Pvt. Oksana, the Glitter Boy squad, Burd and the Iron Juggernauts all follow, while Severin, Kamada and Karnon stay back.

The trek is uneventful, and Amy's farm is reached in just a few minutes.

Kamada looks at Karnon after he apparently uses magic on her to help her rest more efficiently.

"How does it replace the need for food and water? will I suddenly be overcome with hunger in the morning?"

"If there is room for your tools then I am sure there will be no problem... but if your tools take up one of our mens' seats........."

Any nods to the magnet man, and roll of duct tape in hand begins the process of making sure that she can squeeze in as many as possible without comprimising a seat.  Sure they may end up sticky, but better some sticky tools than no pristine and shiny ones.  as she works she watches the others take in her home.  "What do you think of my place?"

It doesnt take too long to prepair everything even with the last minute scrounging and taping of screw drivers, bolts, nails, and parts too esoteric to really name into every nook and cranny immaginable.  Its already been fully fueled and armed such as she can make it.  "Right now I've got the arosol tank filled with extra fuel, but I've got a spare as well in case you have something more interesting for it Miss, er Lieutenant."  Catching herself at the last moment.

Portia remained quiet for the most part allowing Amy to orient everyone to her aircraft. She nods in agreement with Magnet Mans assessment of the tools and just shrugs noncommittally when pressed about extra tank. "No offense to your plane or piloting ability Amy but if you fly over the Coalition position and attempt to spray anything on them you would be shot down before you ever got close. Speaking of getting close do any of you have any idea how we might perform some reconnaisance on our friends in black today?"

Amy shrugs a little.  "Well, if we went at night, the Pelican is almost silent and with the addition of its chamelion field might actually stand a fairly good chance of flying past them without getting caught."  Its obvious she has just a little senese of pride in her baby.  "But for actual reconnasance.  I'm not sure.  Its not really something that I've ever specifically learned how to do.  I'm probably fast enough to get away if I really have to but I'm not sure that I could bring back the kind of information you would find most valueble."

While she does claim not to be trained for it, shes obviously got something going for her as even in the power armor shes wearing three quarters of the time she doesnt even make noise as she walks through her shop.  Natural feline grace, training, or something else still she has something going for her in that department.

"It will make a fine addition to the platoon, thank you Amy."

He turns to face the Lieutenant.

Private Oksana had barely closed her eyes after healing Calliandra, before she was called away to assist with more wounded. Oksana is back in time for breakfast and cathces up on sleep along with Kamada and Karnon.

The rest has been at Amy's house inspecting her aircraft for the rest of the morning. High noon comes quickly and time is wasting...

As they leave Amys' house Portia is approached by a young teenager. A civilian of Madtown obviously put to work as he delivers a pocket computer with a message from Major Karno on it.

"The major said he wanted you to take care of this immediately." He is obviously nervous and looks around at teh gathering members of 2nd platoon. FOr the boys' sake he is lucky the demons arent here. His eyes stop and never leave after he spots the Chromium Guardsmen.
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All preparations complete Amy warms up her craft, just about ready to go when Portia receives the courier's note.  Dialing back to idle she waits to see what it was about.

Eljin silently takes note of the boy's attention being fixated on them, was it simple awe that would be recieved so often....or something sinister?

Portia seems in a much better mood this afternoon than she was first thing in the morning. That is until she gets the message from the boy. Her face turns sour as she quickly scans over it. She hands it to Magnet Man. "Apparently the Major in his wisdom has seen fit to reassign you to third platoon. Sergeant the Thirds good fortune is a regretable loss for us. Now get your shit and get out." She offers him a half smirk and a full salute.

"We will likely be receiving some new recruits. It would not surprise me if they are less than desirable comrades in arms what with last nights clusterfuck. It is obvious Pluto company has a severe lack of discipline and testicular fortitude when it comes to dealing with otherworldly creatures. Regardless we should return to our staging area to greet them and to run through some drills. I was going to have the Sergeant put you through your paces but now that assignment will fall to Lt. Pierce. I want everyone to be intimately familiar with the layout of the tunnels that run beneath the mounds and the buildings. I want you to properly range all weapons and spells you will be using from each firing position you may occupy. Just make sure you do not get in the earth elementals way as they fortify our position.

Portia looks over to the teenage messenger and "shoos" him away with a wave of her hand. "You are dismissed boy I have nothing for you. Unless you want some good advice. Pack your belongings and flee before the real dying starts."


Addendum to previous post where Portia ordered Oksana to get some sleep.

That previous evening Portia was in the middle of something. Something that cannot be interrupted without the very real chance of dying horribly. So when the Cyberknight Jelme called Oksana for assistance there was nothing she could do about it at the time. The next morning she made her position clear to Oksana and to everyone present.

"The events that transpired last night could likely have been avoided but that is not my concern. What is my concern is the safety of those under my command. Private Oksana was called away to assist a group of soldiers who had been injured and while I am sure she would do it again without hesitation I am here to tell you that she will not unless she is given my express permission to do so and neither will any of you. The only time you are to follow orders from someone in another platoon are if they possess a higher rank than myself or during a combat situation if they are of higher rank then you and you are unable, or it is not feasible, to contact me first. So if given a direct order you can respectfully say Yes Sir as soon as I clear that with my Lieutenant Sir. A couple of mages, very valuable assets, were killed needlessly last night and I will not have those under my command die in the reckless disorder others around here seem to revel in."

Magnet Man nods, and returns Portia's smirk. He returns to his hovercycle and heads off for third platoon.

Passing by Sergeant Dresteran on the way... he is clearly on his way to 2nd Platoon.

The sergeant approaches in his full armour, shimmering in the high sun.

He salutes LT. Lynn, and says "Sergeant Dresteran reporting for duty... apparently I have been transfered to this platoon..." His eyes stare straight ahead, careful not to jeopardize his first impression among the men. He knows all to well what it is like to enter a new platoon.
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That morning more than anything else Amy seemed relieved to hear what Portia had to say.  She wasn't sure then and still isnt now about what happened but at least shes been put with someone who clearly has a care for her people, and wants to make sure they survive.

Now she's gotten everything aboard that she can, fully fueled and engines at idle and in whisper mode the craft doesnt give off much more noise than a bumblebee.  She looks out watching as Dresteran arrives curious who he might be, keying the external speakers and mic on to listen in.

Severin goes about his orders with the earth elementals, making sure the tunnels and mounds are designed exactly to Portia's specifications. Deciding to have a bit of fun as the boy races away from Portia and past Severin he half lunges towards the boy, teeth shining in the morning sun.

Portia returns the salute and reaches into one of the three small scroll tubes attached to her left thigh and produces a sheet of paper. She hands the standard questionnaire over to the new arrival. "Greetings Sergeant Dresteran. If I recall correctly you are a Warlock. You will likely be able to appreciate the work we are doing to fortify our position more than most. Lieutenant Pierce will be in charge of familiarizing everyone with the tunnel network and setting up firezones and basic battle strategy since he is already familiar with the layout. After the initial run through the responsibility becomes yours. Tell me Sergeant do you know if we will be recieving any more troops or is Karno just getting bored and shuffling people around for the hell of it?"

Portia starts back towards second platoons staging area walking at a brisk pace. Of course at only five feet her short legs do not cover a whole lot of distance so she is no threat to outrun anyone and she is happy to continue the conversation as they travel.

Dresteran looks the Lieutenant in the eye the entire time she speaks, waiting his turn to respond.

"Understood sir. I am unsure why I was transfered, I don't know what the Major is doing."

He takes the questionnaire and looks it over quickly, then looks back up at Portia. "What's this?"
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Amy hurries out after the Lieutenant catching up with her rather quickly due to Amy's nature.  "Lieutenant, ah, I'll be quite happy to land and hide in the lake, but, how do I get out to rejoin you and the rest of second platoon, its not something I can do by myself."

Portia stops and chuckles slightly. "Excellent point Amy. Lets take a ride, Dresteran and Pierce you are with me the rest of you back to the lines. We will join you shortly." Portia turns to walk back and board the aircraft. She answers Dresterans question as she does. "That Sergeant is a questionnaire I require from everyone under my command. By the questions I am sure you can deduce the possible benefit to a commander. Please answer every question as truthfully as you can and I understand if certain parts need be omitted." Once aboard the plane Portia asks, "So Amy tell me is the camouflage feature similar to that of the spell. Does it make the craft invisible to radar, the naked eye or both?"

Dresteran looks over the sheet again, this time with more optimism and replies "understood."

There is no hint in his voice suggesting anything about how he views the questionnaire. He is a professional soldier, and he does what he is told. But there is something in his face... something... almost sadistic that suggests his mind is moving much faster than his near drone-like movements.

Comartin nods from inside his power armour at Lt. Lynn and turns to head back to the lines with the others.

Ra, Sekhmet and Thoth patrol the skies far above Madtown, never going beyond 10 miles of the town itself.

Kamada and Karnon wake up just after noon and take their positions among the lines.

Karnon locates the elementals with Severin, and after clarifying the exact details of Portia's desires for the tunnels and rooms, assists in making sure the elementals understand what they are talking about.

He peers at the skies every once in a while, a bit of worry crossing his face.

She smiles at Lt. Lynn excited again to be talking about her baby.  "Its wonderful, it works just like the invisibility spell if cast by a fairly high level mage.  It wasn't always that good, at first it was only a kind of chamelion ability.  It took years before they had it working this well and while its some what hard to make sure it doesn't slip I've keep't it in tip top condition.  "  Shes almost bouncing on the balls of her feet as she goes on gesturing to the plane,  "It doesn't actually make anymore noise than it is right now either.  And as you can hear we aren't having any trouble talking over it either.  If you give me a moment I can turn on the invisibility system as well."

Without waiting for a response she ducks inside and moments later the craft shimmers as the system kicks on causing it to completely vanish.  Moments later Amy returns with a grin.  "There you go, now you can judge it for yourself.  Its pretty good.  Unfortunately it still has a tendancy to drop if there are any sudden harsh changes of aspect, firing missles, the guns, that sort of thing.  The system can't compensate quickly enough and so goes down.  ,"  she hedges a little, "But aside from that its pretty impressive don't you think?"

OOC: Dialogue Edited
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Portia looks up into the cloudless sky. "Looks like a pretty unchanging backdrop to me. Lets go do some scouting. If we fly high enough we should stay well out of psychic sensitive ranges and without radar to worry about we should be fine. Especially if you keep it at a nice leisurely pace. Portia stnads back admiring the spellwork built into the plane then she steps forward to enter the craft. "The bulk of the Coalition forces are believed to be south of here. Lets go see how they are spread out and what we are up against."

{ OOC: I have switched the chameleon ability for invisibility superior. This would effect the last bit of dialogie with Portia and Amy... but at least the drop ship is better :) ]

Private McCloud rejoins the lines along with Cpl. Comartin. They both take covered positions with a clear vantage point over Second Platoons' area of defense for Madtown.

Amy nods and grinning finds her way back aboard switching off the invisibility for the moment. "Anyone who's interested in a little flight nows the time to come on board, The second seats reserved for the Lieutenant but I've got some room in the hold for at least ten of you."  She grins and hops fully outside.  "Just don't touch anything till I'm back."  And with that she proceeds with a final walk around of her dropship, making sure that nothings been broken, dented, gone loose, or any other of a thousand problems that could have occured before returning to the cocpit.

As Corporal Eljin scans the horizon, a small army comes into view from the south. Approximately half of them are on foot, the other half mounted on demonic creatures and alien animals. No more than 100 in total.

Some of the beings are much taller than humans, ruling out the possibility they are Coalition soldiers. As they come closer Eljin can make out several banners and flags being carried by the incoming force. They display a white humanoid skull, against a black bacjground and a crossing of two other bones in an "X" shape. Much like the ancient pirate flags of earth's history.

Eljin can tell by looking at Comartin and McCloud even with the GB helmets on, that they see the army as well. They are looking to Eljin to make the call on what to do next.

Karnon and Severin eventually see them for themselves. The low rumble of deep marching drums can be heard...
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Eljin keys his radio

"Lt.Lynn, and Second Company, I have got a small army coming in from the South. Definatly not Coalition, Banners bear Skull and CrossBones motif. Around 100 at this time. Over."

Catching the transmission Amy hurries to the cockpit grateful to have finished her visual inspection waiting only long enough for anyone getting on to finish doing so before looking to Portia for orders.

Drano was planning on taking a nap that is until Ejlin reported in. Getting into his Chromium Guardsman he quickly fires the mecha up (using the pre-apocalypse term for such a machine), and finds a firing postion.

Karnon tersely ordered the elementals to sink into the earth, concealing their actual presence. Should they be ordered to attack, they could ordered to do horrible things to the attacking infantry. He sought cover as well, and cursed that he had not kept a few of his scrolls for himself, as he had planned to return and manufacture more for his personal use.

He set his 'Judgement Day' pulse laser rifle before him and activated the spells laced into his armor, surrounding himself with a force field, rendering him immune to energy blasts and then turning himself invisible.

Kamada was preparing herself breakfast when the transmision came in. SHe drops what she is doing and grabs her rifle. SHe is still putting on her body armour when she arrives next to Karnon and Severin and watches the army march closer.

"Who are they? what's going on?"

Sitting inside the plane Portia hears the call over the radio. She yells loud enough for Amy to hear her outside. "Yutani I want this bird in the air now!" She takes her small handheld radio from her belt which is tuned to her Platoons frequency. "Roger that Corporal Eljin. Second Platoon to your firing positions prepare for attack. Standard rules of engagement protocol or on my order only. Over." She quickly figures out the jumpseats harness system and looks over at the mutant cheetah, her expression is almost emotionless which might be more unsettling than if she looked panicked. "Get us up where we can see this so called army before they reach the front lines. I want to get one quick look at them and then I want you to land directly in front of them cutting off their route into Madtown. Give them a little space. You dont want them too jumpy when you become visible and I get out to say hello.

Portia switches over to the Pluto Company frequency and calls over the radio again. "Major Karno, Second Platoon has a visual of a small armed force approaching from the south. I am already airborne and en route to verify and ascertain the intent of the group.  Lt. Lynn over and out."

Amy hits the hatch close after making sure no one is litterally standing half aboard.  In the air moments later she makes truth of Lynn's statements to Karno, while not the fastest of craft still the Wayland-Yutani Pelican is swift giving up some of its whisper soft silence for speed but invisible to sight as they move to catch sight of the strange army that is aproaching.  Though it seems to take forever at worst it is a minute later that she slows the craft to bank in a slow turn over the army to give Portia and any of the passengers a good look before heading back towards Madtown and a place to land.

Eljin manuvers his suit into what he judges to be the best firing possition and watches the advancing force.

"Keep your eyes open fellas, I don't want to be so focused on the lot in front of us that we get caught up in a pincher attack." (local radio, other GB pilots basically)

Amy takes Portia, Drano and Dresteran high into the sky and activates the invisibility power of the dropship. The army appears to be comprised entirely of demons. Mostly Brodkil, but there are a few others scattered about. Half are mounted, riding demonic animals, while the other half are on foot. They are dressed and armed for war.

They appear to be led by three demons at the front of the group. One is a 25 foot tall Bal-Rog demon. Another is a cat-like Raksasha, and the third is a Brodkil.

Looking down at the demonic horde, Amy wouldn't dignify that as being a unit much less an army, she frowns.  Muttering softly and thankfully not over the wireless so only Portia might hear her "Ugh, demons, I cant stand em, even if they're here to help its probably better to shoot first."

Banking over one last time she speaks up intentionally this time, "Lieutenant, how is that for a landing spot?"    Having picked one out and with Portia's approval she begins her decent, landing to give Portia a good deal of space before the demons will be upon them.  "I can land with the bay exit towards our lines so we don't have to drop the invisibility for you to get out.  It might be a nice ace in the hole if they don't know how you got there."

The army marches closer and Amy takes the dropship to the field in front of them and opens the hatch away from the demons like she said.

Portia and Dresteran walk down the ramp and step out to meet the leaders of this war party.

Drano follows Portia and Dresteran down the ramp and out/off of the dropship, poised to bring the massive Boom Gun up into firing postion if need be.
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Updated Second Platoon Roster:

Lieutenant Portia Lynn

Lieutenant Drano Pierce

Sergeant Dresteran

Corporal Eljin

Corporal Comartin

Corporal Kamada

Private Karnon

Private Oksana

Private McCloud

Ra

Sekhmet

Thoth

Severin

Burd

Amy Weyland-Yutani

2 Greater Earth Elementals (Karnon's minions)

1 minor earth elemental (Severins' minion)
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Portia, Drano and Dresteran walk together towards the leaders of the demon army. They are mostly brodkil, with others scattered throughout. (Thornhead, Gargoyle, etc.)

They are armed with heavy rail guns, missile launchers, grenade launchers, plasma ejectors, grenades and half are mounted (on demonic horses, devil unicorns, rhino buffalo, Ostrasaurus, Silonar, Fury Beetles etc.)

They are dressed in massive suits of plate armour, mostly built from scrap Coalition infantry armour. Most of the demons decorate their armour with necklaces of ears, fingers or teeth. Some have human heads on ropes, or tied up by the air, and are carried on sticks, or from the bottom of a weapon. Some wear the skulls of animals, and even bigger demons as helmets. The stench of the demon horde reaches Portia and Dresteran well before they meet on the field.

The three officers are approached by a Brodkil on a rhino buffalo, a Bal-Rog on foot and a Raksasha riding a giant black horse with horns. The demon lords are dressed in animal furs and trophies of the dead. Amy waits in the dropship behind them, and the rest of second platoon waits in suspense to see if the diplomacy turns sour. They are demons after all...

Silvermasque, Black Andy, Cannon Fodder and other members of 4th platoon can be seen moving into battle positions to cover the demon army as well.

Spotting the demonic horde a smile spreads across Portias dark red lips that is in its own way even more sinister than the masses marching below. As the craft lands and Amy explains her plan Portia gives her a nod and perhaps the most genuine look she ever has. "Good thinking Yutani. If we are attacked and dissapear from sight then fly out of here. Though I doubt they came to pick a fight with us." Portia gets up from her seat and begins murmuring low. The mystic syllables resonate as magic gathers around her. Despite being an invisible thing the aura of power that surrounds her exudes from her small body like a beacon in the darkness. "You boys stay close I can port us out if need be." She says as they exit the bay door.

Portia strolls forward with natural confidence and a great deal more provided mystically as well. She reaches up and removes her hood as she nears the powerful demon lords. Looking up at them and meeting their gaze unflinchingly she speaks in the native language of the demons. The harsh dialect sounding strange coming from the small woman yet carrying power with it nonetheless. "Greetings I am Lieutenant Portia Lynn. I am not in charge of the overall defense of Madtown though if you stick with me then I can promise you much Coalition blood. Or you can stroll on in and likely be caught in a crossfire of horrified townsfolk, and our Atlantean leader Major Karno and those of his ilk like the Brodkil Lord Osema and his crew were last night. Not too mention the CS army who is poised to attack. Unless of course you have other plans. What do you say?"
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Lord Choron is covered in elaborate tatoos and body piercings. He keeps himself clean for a demon and is currently eating a raw animal leg of some kind. He sits up straight from atop his rhino buffalo and looks down at the Tolkeen soldiers.

He speaks in demongogian in response, "I am Lord Choron. We come from Kor'ut Post. We don't want to kill Tolkeen and Madtown. We want to kill Coalition. If I bring troops inside town, everyone will die. We stay out here, you talk to Karno. We help fight with you, but we stay out here."

The 20 foot demon stands aross from Drano in his chromium guardsman. He has the skull of a massive dragon on his back like a cape. Pishachas glares down at the glistening walking tank while his lord speaks with Portia.

The raksasha watches the human Dresteran intently during the diplomacy. He is decorated in dozens of magical talismans and charms. He sits perfectly still like a cat and stares down teh relatively small warlock.

Dresteran is visably unsettled being in this proximity to so many huge demons. Diplomacy was never his strength, yet Portia is the one doing the talking. He regains himself and glares back at the Raksasha. He thinks to himself if this turns violent he will have to kill this demonic cat...

I will do that Lord Choron. If you travel just slightly further in that direction towards the town you will reach the outer edges of my defenses which are noticeable by the tall iron mounds. There is an abandoned farm that should serve you well. There are enough barns and buildings to help and hide your numbers from Coalition scouts and give your troops somewhere to rest up. We should contact you shortly. Portia takes a few steps backwards and offers a slight bow and then spins on her heel to walk back towards plane.

She calls Karno over the radio but uses the Pluto company frequency so all can hear. "Major Karno the new arrivals are friendlies. Relatively speaking of course. Looks like the Osema family reunion hit town. Until further notice they are not advancing. Suggest we meet to discuss situation rather than over the radio where the boys in black can hear. Lt. Lynn Over."
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The head of Drano’s Chromium Guardsman looks up to the Barlog.

If the creature knew just how many demons were killed by this particular Chromium Guardsman since the Great Cataclysm it might very well attack regardless of any truce or common enemy.

Portia is walking back up into the aircraft when she gets the Majors reply. "You heard the man. We are to stay right where we are at. Which is of course inside this cockpit. Yutani close the door and take us up a few hundred feet. If Karno wants to meet with me as I suggested then we can fly over to seconds area and do so. If he wants to meet with them then there is no need for us to be here when the shi... when he does so." Portia takes her seat and sits back waiting to see what happens.

Amy nods, not trusting her voice at the moment.  Her visor up Portia can tell she's a bit off put by their new allies, if not because of type because of numbers.

As they rise up out of immediate reach of the demons, she begins to relax fur smoothing as she calms.  "Are they always that, unnerving?"  Its pretty clear this is her first real exposure to them.

Once Portia and crew are safely away, Lord Choron moves his ment into the near-by farms and barnsteads. They start to unpack, and prepare food. They have already begun to drink... some sort of intoxicant most likely. The cheers and noises can be heard all the way in town.

No more than 5 minutes go by and Major Karno, Lieutenant Dyvalis, Sergeant Aristotle and Sergeant Razgriz walk out of town to meet these demons.

Eljin is silently happy that his filtration system is 100% functional

The dropship is able to return to 2nd platoon, and Burd is urgent to report to Lieutenant Lynn. The thornhead demon walks up to her and they walk off to speak in private.
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The giant Earth Elementals dig out trenches and underground tunnels linking them, and bunkers and foxholes throughout second platoons' area of defense.

Dresteran heads to the lake to search for a suitable place to defend himself during the siege, so that he is close to water.

The juggernauts continue their patrol of the surrounding area.

Karnon returns to the ley line with Dyvalis and Razgriz from HQ platoon.

The comparably tiny woman reaches up and strokes the Thornhead Demons chest lovingly in much the same manner as one might their favorite pet.

"You did good Burd I am very pleased with you. Soon when the fighting begins you will be able to let loose against our enemies doing whatever you wish to them. I am proud of the way you have been containing yourself and thankful for your loyalty. It would be a shame if you were to end up like you know who. Lets keep this information between us and see if we can use it for some leverage. You did well collecting the high density and military grade materials I requested and now I have another mission for you.  I want you to pick out the nicer homes in our area here that are still standing and go through them. Bring all the most comfortable bits of furniture here. Things like couches, divans, plush chairs, area rugs, maybe a few coffee tables. No beds or kitchen tables or any of that crappy patio furniture. If any of the homes are occupied just ignore their inhabitants taking what you want but do not hurt anyone. If anyone actually puts up a serious struggle come back and tell me and I will take care of it. The Major has shown that he has little tolerance for your kind even if you are acting in self defense so do not try him or me. Now go, I want the inside of that body shop over there to look like a furniture store by sundown."

Portia walks back and sits down in the area that has become her customary spot. The little wooden bench by the fountain. She notices a large chunk of fiberglass insulation, no doubt from one of the homes she destroyed with the mounds, floating in the water. She picks it up and deposits it in a nearby trash receptacle despite the fact that most of the area is choked with litter. Sitting on the bench she watches the work going on around her for a few minutes remaining quiet while she does. When She sees Drano walk out of one of the buildings she calls out to the Glitterboy pilot.

Lieutenant Pierce! Please assemble all of the platoon who are present and not currently involved in other assignments I have given them. Please put them through some basic drills through the tunnels, mounds and connected buildings as we discussed. Everyone needs to be familiar and comfortable with the area and aware of the wards set up by the Sphinx last night as well. I will be joing Karnon and the other mages at the Leyline. When I return I will be distributing scrolls and Talismans containing primarily offensive spells but some mystic armor as well.

Drano gathers all those members of 2nd Platoon that are not otherwise engaged in the building of the defenses. He shows them how to properly fall back from position to position, so that while one position is falling back a position on the right or left stays put to cover them, and vice versa.

He then instructs them on how to make ‘range cards’and to do one for each of their positions. This way the members of 2nd Platoon know at what ranges the enemy will be at and what their sectors of fire will be. This will also allow Lt. Lynn to present a range card of 2nd Platoons positions as well to Major Karno.

OOC: explaination of a range card: http://www.globalsecurity.org/...my/fm/23-34/Appe.htm

[ soon, these tunnels, fortified buildings, trenches and wards will all be placed on a map. Easy to understand. ]

Standing by quietly Amy finally steps forward as Portia finishes speaking with Drano.  "Please excuse me, but you said before you wanted me to land in the lake to keep my bird safe and as an, ah ace in the hole.  I can do that now, but I can't get out on my own without flooding it, or back in.  The air wont last forever either.  Would now be a good time to take yourself and the other teleporters with me to stash it so they know where it is?"

  Portia looks annoyed for a second but then nods in agreement. "Yes I suppose it would. I was seriously considering reconoitering the CS position but if it isn't coming from the top down I do not see any reason to put our ass or your plane on the line. Portia yells to Karnon before he leaves. "Karnon you are with me. We will head to the leyline shortly." Portia makes a stop to wake up Oksana who is no doubt still resting from her busy night.She jots down something on a small notepad with a pen as she walks. She also stops by where Kamada is sleeping and yells at her for a little bit. Mainly because everything she has tasked the woman with she has performed admirably. Of course she doesn't mention that in the yelling. She just tells her to go and find a shitload of explosives and not to return without them. She suggests starting with Major Karno and making it an official request. No reason why all those little pleebs in Firefly squad should get everything.

 Once Oksana is ready she heads to the plane with everyone in tow. She rips the page from her notebook and folds it up handing it to Oksana along with a small black leather pouch that feels like it has a bunch of marbles in it.
"When we are finished I want you to go meet up with Corporal Van Fanel   and his gaggle of Techno-Wizards. Give him that note, the purse and your fancy headset there. It likely would not hurt if you were the slightest bit flirtatious with the boy either. You might be amazed how far that can get you. After that I want you specifically to get a good look at the inside of all the mounds and learn the overall layout of our area of defense. I intend to put your extraordinary abilities to good use.

Lt. Lynn looks over at Amy and says tersely. "Sometime today would be nice Yutani we are in a bit of a time crunch if you were not aware."

After tailing Portia around for the better part of half an hour before heading back to the pelican perhaps she can be forgiven her slight jump at the sudden surly order.  "Sorry Sir."

She quickly slips into the pilots seat and finds a good deep spot in the lake to land doing so cautiously and watching the pressure gauges and seal indicators.  Finally, far too long for Portia's liking she carefully shuts it down.  "Here we are Sir, it should be just fine until we come back for her.  I'm sorry about before, with the demons, I've just never had any experience with them before."

The night comes quickly, half the platoon go on night watch and the other half goes to sleep if they require it.

In the morning the platoon gathers for a briefing before returning to work. Around mid-day another large group of people come into sight from the south. Most are civilians, but there are many warriors with them. At least 2500 in total.

They are met by Major Karno and brought into the city, past the demon horde which has spread out in groups of 4 to create a perimeter around the town. Several are using the outer trenches and foxholes made by the platoons. The Baalrog is stationed nearby.

The civilians are from the Town of Salvation to the south. They are too close to Madtown to ignore the invasion, so they have come to fight and die alongside Madtown. Approximately 180 militia are joining forces with Pluto Company, splitting into 2 groups of 25, and 5 groups of 26 and splitting up among the platoons.

2nd platoon receives a group of 26 militia men, mostly human mages and riflemen, led by a human named Jake.

Sergeant Dresteran makes his way to the lake near to where Amy's dropship is "parked". Corporal Kamada searches for explosives.

The elementals continue digging, the juggernauts continue patrolling, and McCloud and Comartin await the orders of the day.
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Jake searches for an officer, and finds Pierce first.

"I'm with The Salvation Army sir, tell us where you want us."

Karnon released the elementals to Severin's command and stood ready and waiting for Portia to teleport back to the ley line and begin work once again on the magical arsenal of Madtown. It was remarkably easy to transport pieces of paper that if distributed to the right people and used properly could tear apart a tank. It was to all of their benefit to construct as much as available. Even if it wasn't used, it could be stockpiled and used later.

Floyd, and his pack of kill hounds are dug in ahead of the demon army, while the rest of 6th platoon is behind 2nd platoon led by Mithas.

After Oksana teleported everyone out the aircraft Portia went along with Karnon to the leyline where she also spent the majortiy of the day. She used her time and energy creating Talismans using small golden coins from some alien world. While not nearly as efficient as Karnon she still ends up with a small pile of coins teeming with mystic energy as the sun fades from the sky. Before she leaves she stops by where Karnon is scribbling away and gives him a respectful nod. "The annihilates you are making will no doubt be a big hit. You might make a couple of scrolls of summon entity with an emphasis on the tectonic sort. I have two under my control currently but Burd, my Thornhead thrall, has collected enough highdensity material for many more. Carry on I will see you later" Portia walks off to fourth platoon for a short meeting with a big cat.After Oksana teleported everyone out the aircraft Portia went along with Karnon to the leyline where she also spent the majortiy of the day. She used her time and energy creating Talismans using small golden coins from some alien world. While not nearly as efficient as Karnon she still ends up with a small pile of coins teeming with mystic energy as the sun fades from the sky. Before she leaves she stops by where Karnon is scribbling away and gives him a respectful nod. "The annihilates you are making will no doubt be a big hit. You might make a couple of scrolls of summon entity with an emphasis on the tectonic sort. I have two under my control currently but Burd, my Thornhead thrall, has collected enough highdensity material for many more. Carry on I will see you later" Portia walks off to fourth platoon for a short meeting with a big cat.

Normally Portia does not require nearly as much sleep as an average person given certain supernatural qualities about her however after the relatively massive amoutn of PPE she siphoned through herself earlier in the day she sleeps like a rock that evening. Waking before dawn she checks her lines and meets shortly with Mithas, where six platoon is holed up behind her primary lines of defense, to discuss strategy. She informs him that Major Karno is supposed to be getting some Metropolis scrolls from Tolkeen and that if he does before the bulk of the attack begins then the iron mounds she created will become very significant bunkers. If "Karno delivers on the goods" then she would like for Mithas and some of his boys to man some of the mounds using the tunnels to escape back to one of the buildings near the rear of her line when it is time to retreat to their positions. If he agrees to help out then she assures him that while half of second platoon falls back she and the other half will be able remain effectively putting the CS troops in a deadly crossfire between 2nd & 6th at every fall back point all the way to the lake. She doesnt go into detail of how she is going to do it she just expects the big dumb cow to agree.

Later that morning when the Militia show up she sees what she presumes to be their leader talking with Lt. Pierce. She walks briskly ovr checking her watch as she does. "1st Lieutenant Portia Lynn." She offers to Jake Gittes. "You see those big ass metal mounds out there? The entire area around them, above ground, is a minefield of mystic wards. So keep your people the hell outta there. You will all be manning the inside of those bunkers however so let Corporal Eljin show you which buildings have access to the tunnels that lead to them. You and your people familiarize yourself with the layout of the tunnels and bunkers and get a range card from Lt. Pierce later today. As long as you stay in the tunnels and bunkers you will be safe from the wards. Portia turns and takes a few steps away stopping to glance down at her watch again. She shrugs slightly and turns back around. Pierce you are with me. I have thirty minutes and I need to get fucked. Can you handle that soldier?"


OOC: Everyone in 2nd platoon that donated blood are immune to the wards and will not trigger them.
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Mithas walks through Second Platoons field of defense glancing at the trenches and the bunkers - and staring at the intimidating Earth Elementals...

"Lieutenant Lynn, we are to head to a meeting at the theater with the rest of the Platoon Leaders. Walk with me?"
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Amy spent the rest of the day after being teleported free of her beloved ship getting to know the rest of 2nd Platoon.  Learning more about the wards if given the option she would jump at offering her blood up to help.  She helps run messages between the various points, learning the layout and who's where doing her best to ingratiate herself with her new colegues.

That evening Amy beded down for the night, grateful to get out of her armor and  curl up into a tight comfortable ball for a few hours sleep.  But Dawn came early and with the sun she too was up, streaching out any kinks and then doing maitainance of her armor before helping out with the others in the platoon.  It was a bit uncanny how quickly she managed to adapt to strange systems, even if most of the GB pilots wouldnt let her anywhere near their baby's.

Close enough to hear Portia's comment to Pierce she's quite grateful to be back in her armor.  First because she wasnt expecting their commander to ah, fraternize like that and then when Mithas aproached to hide her grin and slight laughter at his unfortunate timing.

"Belay that request Lieutenant. But by all means maintain a position of readiness." She says with a devious grin as she turns around and scowls at the Minotaur. "Don't you have a maze to wandering around in somewhere. I hope your people are ready to plug the holes in my lines. I expect they will be if they are wanting my boys to cover their ass when the time comes." Portia walks along speaking with Mithas all the way to the theater. For whatever the reason the less human looking the creature she is speaking with the harsher her tone. Not that her voice is ever dripping with honey.

Mithas stares back at Portia unsure how to respond to her burst of attitude. He shrugs it off as some sort of ego boost for the short lieutenant to make her look better than himself...

He walks with her nonetheless, to the theater by the lake.

Amy walks over to Pierce and flips up her faceplate so she can have a more polite conversation.  "Is the Lieutenant always that.. moody or do think somethings the matter?"

After Ra's radio transmission

Drano was dozing next to his Chromium Guardsman when he heard the last radio transmission. With that he got up and began to make his way through the tunnel/bunker system that second platoon had been fortifying, and made sure everyone was awake before making his way back to his Chromium Guardsman.

The hulking grotesque Thornhead Demon stays away from others mostly. For one because he hates others and it is easier not to kill them when he stays away. Secondly his mistress told him to stay away from others or she would kill him herself. For those two very good reasons Burd has dutifully carried out the tasks presented to him. Over the past three days have that has consisted of lugging crap back and forth. The first two days were spent collecting military grade metal and scrap. He was quite successful and there are currently ten neatly spaced out 6ft tall piles of the stuff mostly laying up against buildings and out of the any major thoroughfares.

The second task he was given he has also performed rather admirably even though it seems even more pointless than the first. For the past twelve hours the ferocious walking tank has been looting homes and piling up the nicer bits of furniture in the central plaza area near the fountain in the heart of second platoons assigned battle lines. He has rustled up enough couches, chairs, divans, ottomans, recliners, area rugs, futons, chaise lounges and papasan chairs to start a used furniture store. Unlike the piles of scrap the furniture laying all around cannot help but be in the way. Maybe giving crazed demons busy work is the way to keep them from going all "Lord Osema" on those around them. The thought hasn't really crossed Burds mind. In fact he has kind of enjoyed the furniture collecting. Though he would likely murder and eat anyone who would suggest such a notion.

OOC: WARNING LONG POST!

Portia flies back from the officers meeting on her Eye of Eyelor hovercycle just above the rooftops of highest buildings in Madtown. When she gets back to second platoons area she zips up into the air checking her gauges as she goes. She stops at 600ft and hovers directly over the small plaza area that is surrounded on three sides by the Operators Shack, The Zip Shop and the M.O.M. conversion clinic. She surveys the area for a few minutes before slowly descending down into the courtyard. Though it is not easy she finds a spot to land amidst all the furniture. Looking at the mess she shakes her head and then spots Burd dragging over of all things a china cabinet. "That will be quite enough Burd. You have...um... overachieved my pet. Good job. I want you and Clethalus to work together to fill the room with the best pieces, he is in charge so no bickering."

Portia extends her arm and several pieces of furniture float up into the air and then over to where they are piled atop some others to clear a space. Another slight gesture of her fingers and a 20x10 oblong portal shimmers into existence on the ground in the clearing. From the sleeve of the robe on her extended arm a slender 3ft Egyptian Asp emerges and slithers onto the ground and over to a large plush chair. Anyone watching the odd spectacle is no doubt left shaking their head as the Asp snakes its way up onto the chair cushion and then the chair floats across the ground and down into the portal. The Thornhead Demon then begins hefting up furniture and casually dropping it through the portal. Occasionaly he will stop, looking confused, and grab an item indecisively saying things like "This one? Oh no you mean this funny shaped chair? What the fuck is a futon assface?" Though he seems to be talking to himself and unless he is playing catch with a snake it would appear that he is trashing all the stuff he spent all day collecting by flinging it into a portal.

Portia kicks a rocking chair out of her way and has a seat on the bench near the fountain. Looking up at the clear sky she is glad there are no missiles raining down yet but she knows it will be any time now. She picks up her radio and calls out using the Second Platoon frequency. "Attention all Second Platoon and assigned militia. Please assemble outside the courtyard outside the Operators Shack immediately." As the soldiers begin arriving she stands quietly and waits about fifteen minutes giving all ample opportunity to make their way over."Nice night for a war wouldn't you all say? Major Karno has provided us with a Metropolis scroll that is strong enough to provide coverage to all the iron mounds and most of the larger buildings here. So congratulations you are going to be defending probably the most structurally sound area of Madtown. Severin here is going to invoke the legendary spell from this scroll using a small portion of his life essence to empower it. I think you should all give him a round of applause and personal thanks later on should you live." Portia turns and presents the scroll to the large Tauton meeting his gaze for a moment to make sure there is not going to be a problem. She then turns back to the assembled troops. "Major Karno has given orders that any soldiers caught fleeing should be executed immediately. Well that is just silly in my opinion. Afterall there is nowhere to flee. If we are not currently then we will soon be surrounded. Our only option is victory or death as cliche' as that may sound. If we all keep a cool head and make every shot count then we will turn the area before us into a killing field the likes of which even the superior numbers of our enemy will not be able to overcome."

With her little pep talk over Lieutenant Lynn singles out the Salvation Militia and addresses them. "All of you who are mages or powerful psychics please seperate into a group on my left. Those of you who consider yourself close quarters combat specialists please seperate into a group to my right. The rest of you who may or may not know what the fuck you are good for just stand there in the middle." She looks over at the mage group first and then yells out harshly. "Drop the fucking mind blocks and concealment spells." She walks over giving them all an appraising once over before hand selecting four of them. She does the same thing with the ones who claimed to be scrappers and then calls the Glitterboy pilots front and center. "This is Lieutenant Pierce, Corporal Eljin, Corporal Comartin and Private McCloud our Glitterboys. Of you eight I have chosen I want one fighter and one mage per Glitterboy pilot. Talk it out amongst yourselves and group up however you want but do it now. Your new job is to protect these big lumbering cannons with your lives. If you do not have any globe of silence spells, sound filtration helmets or other ear protection you might make sure to pack some aspirin for your soon to be perforated eardrums. Here are some scrolls and Talismans to help you do your jobs." She gives each of the four mages six scrolls and a copper ring each. She talks to them all in a low whisper as she presents the boons to them.

"The remainder of you from Salvation I want split into fireteams of three each and manning the mounds accordingly. I am giving your leader Mr. Gittes some powerful scrolls to distribute among you as he sees fit since he knows your capabilities best. The scrolls all of course have the name of the spell on the outside and I have added a description of the effect as well as their effective ranges and dimensions. I do not mean to insult your intelligence but do not fucking waste these people." Portia walks over and presents Jake with a small armful of scrolls having a word with him as she does. That is bascially all I have people so get your asses into position and get your game faces on because it is about to get ugly around here. Oh and please take some of this damn furniture with you down into the tunnels so you will have something to sit or sleep on in the mounds when you are not busy killing Coaltion scum from them. I will be available to contact by radio if you really need me. Mostly Myself and my team will be among you unseen blasting the shit out of the Coalition so while you may not see us you will see our handiwork. Happy hunting you are dismissed! "

Portia sits down on her bench but before everyone scurries off she yells, "Karnon, Oksana, Yutani, Kamada, Burd, Severin! You are with me gather up. Ra, Sekhmet, Thoth! Peel a hole in the roof or wall of that Arena there, whatever you have to do to get inside. You will not be engaging air units until I give the command. So get in there and sit tight. We are not going to assault so patrols are pointless at this juncture. When the deadboys get here we will know it."

Severin takes the scroll for the Metropolis scroll from Portia and once the meeting is over reads it, reinforcing the area around them greatly. When called Severin stands next to Portia as she sits on the bench. "Lovely night for a slaughter, yes maam. I do hope these militia types know what they are doing."

Assembling with the others Amy listens to Portia's speach, somewhat disquieted to find herself in the group of fuck ups in the center.  About to find her way into a group of three she perks up hearing her name called and hurries over to join her current leader looking over those with her curious to find out what sorts of people these Karnon, Oksana, Yutani, Kamada, Burd, and Severin are offering them a soft greeting while Lynn talks to her flying corp.

Eljin is relativly silent but will try to avoid being paired with an Elven Mage, tho if there is an Elven Scrapper to be had he'll try to pair up with that one.

Drano doubted that such an order was given, nevertheless understood the reasoning behind the supposed lie.

He doesn’t care much who it is that is assigned to back him up, now was not the time to worry about ones race. They were all here to fight the Coalition.

Before he moves to his assigned position Drano informs those assigned to assist his unit about the TW mods made to the Chromium Guardsmen, as well as the Chromium Guardsmen. “All of our Chromium Guardsmen have been equipped with a Techno wizard modification package, with Chameleon, Fly as The Eagle, Shadow Meld, and Globe of Silence spells. We’ll be activating the Globe of silence spells now.”

The next bit is for the Chromium Guardsmen themselves. “As you know our purpose is to take out Coalition Tanks and Robots. Concentrate on disabling them, our other troops can then finish them off. If you sight a Glitter Boy Killer make it known so we may take it out quickly. Don't waste ammo on infantry or PA's unless they are specifically engaging you. Furthermore do not stay in one position too long, get several shots off then move, and stay under cover. Once our presence is known we will become priority targets for the Coalition troops.”

Drano then ended with a statement to the assembled members of Second platoon. It was the same thing the Neemans would say to one another before going into a battle where losses were expected.

“See you after the battle, should you die combating the evil we are about to vanquish, we’ll meet again in Valhalla, having earned our place there among the Gods.”

19:11, Today: Secret Roll: Drano Pierce rolled 18 using 1d100. inspire 2nd platoon 50%.

Comartin activates the globe of silence, and listens with pride as Pierce speaks. There is nowhere he would rather be inside this machine of destruction and moments away from a soon-to-be hostorical battle.

"yes sir..." is all he mutters over the squads' radio channel.

EDIT : Portia waited 5 minutes (not 15) before making her speech.

Jake grins seductively and says "thanks for the boost" to Portia, then hands them out.

After his men divide up into teams, he heads over the the Glitter Boys and their new entourage. It appears he will be joining them.
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McCloud moves up to support the Platoon with swordwraith under him, he feels like a god. Across the radio comms "Comartin you old dog, I bet you tonight, I kill more robots and tanks than you." in his sure, cocky, kid pilot voice. Also activating his globe of silence.
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Kamada jogs to catch up with Karnon and the others, throwing a glance back the other members of second platoons wondering if she will ever see them again.

Amy checks over her own Terrain Hopper Power Armor one last time and then her Wilk's 457.  Finding both to be in perfect condition she waits, content to be silent and let Portia do what she's clearly good at, leading people in battle.

Oksana teleports next to the others and walks with Portia to wherever she is taking them. Oksana keeps looking over her shoulder to see if the missiles can be spotted yet.

Karnon readied some scrolls, ready to throw up a wall of magical force to protect them from incoming missile fire.

This was going to get hairy.

OOC: Updated to add response to radio call and reflect Kamada having picked up the explosives as she was ordered rather than having Portia do it herself :)

Portia waits a minute as the others filter out to the underground tunnels and those she asked to gather do so. Alright folks my battle plan is not going to sound very sexy to most of you but then overall the last ditch defense of this town as proposed by Karno seems alot more like a horrid slaughter than anything sexy. Gather all your gear, weapons and personal items that you do not want to leave behind. She turns and waves a hand muttering under her breath. Once again a shimmering portal swirls on the open patch of ground.
"You have eight minutes before this portal closes to load all your things. Burd and Clethalus down there can assist if you have large items such as packs or weaponry. The drop is thirty foot. If you cannot figure out a way to manage that then I don't really want you in my bunker with me most likely."

The Lieutenant sees the look on some of the faces and guesses that they are not entirely elated at the idea of hiding in a hole in the ground while others fight the battle. "The portal opens to the ceiling of the reinforced bunker which is thirty feet long, high and wide, hence the thirty foot drop. In actuality the bunker is two hundred feet below us in solid bedrock. There are five bunkers spaced out about a thousand feet each in a straight line north towards the lake. I have three Sanctum scrolls courtesy of Karnon that I will use to protect bunker number one, this one, bunker five and the last scroll, with Yutanis permission, I will use on the aircraft. The depth of the bunker coupled with the Sanctum spell should protect us from any psychic probes and a good deal of the conventional stuff. Not to mention the battle that will be raging all around us.

Now regarding our participation. It will be far more involved and effective then you might initially think. From inside the comfort of the bunker I can open a portal six hundred feet above ground level facing down towards the ground or at whatever angle I choose. I have flown up there and it provides quite a good look at the battlefield. Using that portal as the primary scrying tool I can open up to fifteen additional one way portals on the surrounding walls as needed to create the most efficient fields of fire. From this one room our small group could effectively place an entire CS battlegroup in a withering crossfire. Our initial goal will be to take out their psychics and dogboys as well as special forces types and officers. We will of course strike at any target of opportunity and we should be able to operate with impunity mirroring the Coalition advance through our sector until the time it becomes obvious that Madtown is lost and then we will make our escape most likely leaving very many slaughtered deadboys in our wake.

Karnon may come and go as he likes and Severin as well in order to command some of the elemental forces if they should feel the need. I will occasionally send Burd or other extra dimensional minions into the fray as well. With the portals and Oksana on our side we should be able to come and go as required though I hardly see any reason to once the battle really begins. Corporal Kamada was able to round up some explosives for us and I was able to secure some from Tolkeen myself they are being loaded and should prove very useful. Everyone will notice the spot bare of furniture and rugs in the middle of the floor. That will be our spot to port in and create a scrying portal so stay off of it. Karnon I gave the Impenetrable Wall scrolls to the Salvation militia leader with instructions to spread them along the front line and have them erected sporadically to provide missile defense when the boombardment begins. I would like for your elementals to do the same with walls of rock or clay or whatever. I know that they will only take one solid hit but that will be enough if they are continually renewed. To stand a chance we need the CS dogs to advance on us. Then we will slaughter them." Portia walks over to her hovercycle and it floats up silently into the air powered entirely by magic. It hovers over to the portal and gently lowers down into the bunker. The inside of the bunker is definitely cozy with area rugs covering every inch of floor except the the very center of the room. Couches, chairs, futons and some coffee tables are strategically placed so people can sit or sleep and they should not interfere with the battle strategy she has laid out. There are also lanterns, blankets, pillows and all the basic provisions a small group would need to stay holed up for a couple weeks. There is even a camping toilet. As she parks her hovercycle in the corner she hears the call oevr the radio about the missiles followed by Lieutenant Dyvalis order the flyers into the air. Using the second platoon channel she keys her radio and calmly calls out. "Attention Ra, Sekhmet and Thoth...belay that order and maintain position inside cover. Do not engage enemy aircraft until they are directly over our area. Keep me in the loop. Lieutenant Pierce I want you to keep me updated as well. Let me know the minute there is something to actually shoot at other than incoming missiles." Lynn out.
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At the Lt's comment Amy nods, murmuring softly, "Of course sir." before falling silent again for the rest of the briefing.  As Portia disappears into the portal she quickly follows suit.  Without any need to collect her valuables, all of them still aboard her Pelican she quickly hopped down the 30 feet with little difficulty, her power armor almost specifically designed for such activities.

Looking around for a good place to sit, preferably with something she can use as a gun rest  she asks Portia, "Will we be trying to fight in shifts or have everyone stay up as long as the spells can sustain us?"
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Dresteran is still presumably at the lake. The Juggernauts blast holes in parts of the roof to the arena, so they can get in the air quickly if they need to, and see what is going on above them.

Drano had just given orders to his squad, and the four of them spot the incoming missiles together. A black wall in the night sky approaches the town from the south east...

At the same time huge black storm clouds roll in and blanket the town in pouring rain, and crackling thunder. The storm came in unnaturally quickly...

The dozens of elementals lie in wait underground.

Meanwhile inside the command bunker, Portia, Oksana, Yutani, Burd, Severin and Karnon wait for Kamada to join them.

The black wall moves closer...
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"LT... I have no way down a 30 foot drop..." she waits quietly for her answer, hoping Portia was joking when she said if you can't get down a 30 foot drop, she is to head out to the front lines...

"Missile Volley, anybody got a count?"

Eljin's voice dosn't seem to indicate any strain, but then what GlitterBoy pilot wasn't used to some heavy combat?

Burd fearing that his mistress will act rashly to such a stupid comment reaches over and pushes Kamada bodily into the portal sending her sprawling towards the ground. Thankfully an unseen force snags her before she smacks the ground and floats her over to one of the futons depositing her lightly. Burd Chunks the high explosives in with bascially the same kind of carlessness and thankfully they are similarly teleported over to a wall where they are stacked in a semi-orderly fashion.

"Command are you getting this? it's McCloud there some thing funny on my sensors... It looks like a black wall what the hell is it?"
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"That there is several hundred missiles all headed for us..."

Obidiah Womble from 1st Platoon and Calliandra from HQ Platoon can be seen in the air above Madtown. Obidiah appears responsible for the summoned storm as he continues to manipulate the elements, while Calliandra flies towards the incoming missiles.

The streets of Madtown are soaked in a matter of seconds, and the winds pick up howling between buildings.

"Oh hell corporal. That's not funny... this is going to get hair raze fast." - gulp
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Amy moves over to see how Kamada is doing after that rather abrupt drop.  "Are you alright?  I'm sorry I should have waited to see if anyone else needed help down.  Will you be alright now?"  Her voice shows her nerves, as does her rather rambling way of speaking, as the tension in the bunker begins to build with the reports of the missle fire.

Kamada lands with a surprised look on her face, and checks her surroundings quickly before looking for Burd and prepares to pick a fight... but thinks better of it...

Distracted by Amy, while thinking of ways to kill Burd without anyone noticing she turns, starteld to Yutani. "What? yeah I'm fine."

Over near the southeast part of town about a half mile away from the approaching wall of darkness the swirling winds of the raging storm begin to coalesce into one large super cell that quickly drops four tornadoes. Spaced out about 150ft apart the four deadly funnels travel in a straight line directly into the black wall. A minute after that the weather that seemed to be getting bad begins to increase exponentially. Thankfully for the defenders of Madtown the 100 degree drop in temperature, 100 MPH increase in winds and 120% increase in precipitation are all occuring outside of the perimeter defenses, including most of the lake, in huge 3000ft spheres. These speheres, slightly overlapping one another, begin popping up one after another until the entirety of Madtown is encircled. Directly above Madtown the sky that was already darkening becomes an almost impenetrable curtain of pitch black and the winds swirl around at hurricane velocity. For a few moments Madtown itself no doubt suffers from this wildly unnatural weather phenomenon but then just like in the eye of a hurricane the wind all across the town lessens until it is completely still. The precipition wanes until it is non-existant and the temperature rises up to a comfortable 70 degrees Faherenheit. It is still dark and no doubt noisy inside the peaceful bubble while outside a storm of biblical proportions rages against the oncoming Coalition war machine.

Amy hardly hear's Kamada's response as she looks up and out the portal eyes wide at the incredible sight of natures furry with the certain knowledge that it is at the command of man, or at sentient command at least.  She watches in awe and silence trying to repress the shiver that causes her fur to stand on end and the instinct to run and find an even more secure place to hide.

"Oh by the gods of old earth." McCloud look both shock and mesmerise at the tornados as thay move in to place.
After a few moments he check his postion and his boom gun ammo to make sure he has all he need for the battle.He then sit waiting for the on comeing onslaught.

Portia looks up at the darkening sky and floats up to watch the crazy weather as it begins to enclose the town. She tries to estimate how far up the area of darkness is but gives up as the torrential rain soaks her. She flies back down preparing to close the portal so the room does not become flooded when the winds and precipitation abate altogether. Stepping lightly back onto the floor of the bunker she smiles a wicked smile and the portal closes plunging the room in darkness.

A Globe of Daylight flares to life and rises to the top of the 30ft ceiling making the room almost too bright. "That is some serious fucking weather out there. It may not stop larger missiles but I would imagine mini-missiles would be blown all around and if whoever is doing it can keep it up then those CS boys will basically be shooting their load in blind. That can only help us. Not to mention flying a SAM through that shit would not be advisable and marching or driving through the muck that all that rain is gonna make should hinder them as well. There are some lanterns over there with the camping gear go ahead and break them out this spell only lasts ten minutes or so. Everyone find you a spot and get all your crap setup to fight. Like I said we are mostly going to be playing the shoot the fish in the barrel game but we may need to pop out and fight hand to hand or evacuate quickly so be prepared for anything. Severin go ahead and finish assembling those I-E-D's weld the fusion blocks as flush with the sides of the barrel as you can I would like for them to be able to roll if possible. Burd unpack the guns and extra ammo we bought and set them up over near the center wall there.”

Portia plops down on a big suede couch near the clear spot in the center of the room and notes that it got wet during the downpour having been underneath the portal. With a couple quick spells both the couch as well as all her clothing is clean and dry. She holds out her arm and a black asp slithers out from under a pillow on the couch and up into the sleeve of her robe. She uncaps the scroll cases she pulled out earlier when she handed some over to the above ground defenders and begins pulling out numerous scrolls sorting them on the table. "Alright step up and get some of these people. Karnon made them so he can explain all the details of each including the range, duration, area that will be affected and answer any other questions you might have. Other than some extras Karnon may be holding this is all we have so utilize them efficiently. The scrolls are all labeled. The copper rings are Talismans of the Invincible Armor spell each is good for three uses. Do not activate it while we are down in this hole or I will beat your ass for stupidity.” The Lieutenant hands everyone except Karnon one of the copper rings, she gives Burd two however. Then she hands out 21 scrolls each to Amy, Oksana and Severin.

Rising up from the couch Portia unrolls one of the scrolls and reads it aloud the words disappear from the page as she reads and a magic force emanates from the page with a strange warping effect and extends to the walls of the bunker flashing for an instant across all four as well as the floor and ceiling. "The Sanctum spell is in place now so the likelihood of being detected way down here is greatly diminished. Oksana and I will now port over to Yutani’s plane and then to the last bunker near the lake and give them the same treatment. We will be back shortly. Make yourselves comfortable and be ready.”

OOC: The scrolls for the bunker crew are as follows; 6x Annihilate, 10x Meteor, 4x Ballistic Fire, 1x Beat Insurmountable Odds. Also 1x Talisman Invincible Armor good for 3 uses.  Moloch she gave the mages protecting the GB's 1 Invincible Armor Talisman each. 2x Meteor, 2x Ballistic Fire, 1x Annihilate & 1x Beat Insurmountable Odds scrolls each. She gave Jake Gittes 8x Impenetrable Wall of Force scrolls to be distributed to the perimeter defenders for use against missile attack.

Severin nods and happily goes about his work welding the IED's together. "Do hurry back, I would hate for you to miss the excitement Portia." The Tauton adds as the LT ports out to Yutani's plane

Amy stood beneath the brief downpour until Portia closed it up tight snapping back to activity.  Once the light has returned she takes a pillow from one of the couches and uses it to quickly wipe her armor dry for lack of a towel or mystic powers.  At Portia's dirrection she finds the lanterns and carefully lights them setting them around the room for when the spell fails.

Stepping up she regards the scrolls and ring with a bit of nervous awe and respect cradleing them gently in her hands turning to Karnon.  Clearly she is ready almost eager to learn how to use these shiny new toys her orgin from a magic free world almost painfully obvious.

The missiles break through the massive, black thunderstorms surrounding the town. Several of them are knocked off course and crash into others, but the majority (80%) continue towards the town.

Private Calliandra O'Hare from HQ Platoon meets them at the edge of the calm and activates her scrambling pack.

Hundreds of missiles are out of her range, however she manages to scramble and redirect many more of the missiles into each other, or to fall short of their targets and land just outside of town. Calliandra also has activated an uplink ability. If you have can accept it, you receive 'data' from her observation point. (+1 to initiative and dodge)

Calliandra herself is forced to dodge incoming missiles as she has placed herself directly in the way of a cloud of them.


The missiles (75%) that make it through blanket the town in fire...

"Shit!" Portia exclaims hearing that 75% of the missiles will be making it through. At that rate she doesn't know how much of the town will be left to defend if the CS bombardment is sustained. Calling out on the radio over 2nd platoons frequency she yells. "Second platoon defenders take cover underground unless you have been tasked with casting mystic walls. Do not erect the walls unless a direct hit in our area seems imminent. " She glances over at Karnon. "If your elementals do not understand their role in this regard please make sure they do. A blown up wall of clay is far more acceptable than one of the mounds and or our perimeter defenders." She locks forearms with Oksana and offers the people in the bunker a smile. "Comparitively speaking we have it easy. There is some wine, cheese and bread among the rations help yourselves. This is the part where we wait. For everyones sake above us I hope it does not last too long. I will be back in a few minutes. With a nod to Oksana the two women dissapear.

Drano waited within the tunnel system, backed away from a firing port as far as he can so that any a direct or near direct missile hits outside the firing port will result in little or no damage to his Chromium Guardsman.

Using his thermal sights to see through the wind and rain outside in the hopes of acquiring targets, specifically Coalition Tanks, APC, and Robots, instructing his squad to do the same from their positions.

“Chromium Guardsman, switch to thermals, search for targets.”

Eljin is hidden away as best he can be with his Mage and Scrapper accomplices, he searches for targets but dosn't really expect to find any before the bombardment is over, then again with the range on a BoomGun he may well be able to reach out and touch the advance portion of the Coalition before they even realize they are indanger, tho doing so would alert them to the threat before the firepower could be optimally used so even if he finds a target he wouldn't open fire until they have been drawn deeper into the killzone.

McCloud move to thermals vision "getting targets Sir orders!"

McCloud Line up the Boom gun at the first thing on his vision likely a missile.

The Glitter Boys and the Salvation Army open fire as the misiles come down. They probably destroy missiles in the air than any other platoon... but not enough to shield them from the rain of fire.

The Arena is hit maybe five times, collapsing more of the roof on the juggernauts inside. The Zip Shop is hitonce but still stands, as does Big Sam's Salvage. Mad Zacks is not as lucky and it is almost completely disintigrated... fortunately it was abandoned.

The civilian homes to the south and the parking lot are hit savagely by the downpour. Homes are blown to shreds and civilians are sent scattering for cover amid the flames and chaos.

Several other missiles land among The Salvation Army. Several are killed including Jake Gittes who was blown in half and had long enough to gurgle once before slipping away.

The rest of the town is hit just as bad... and this is just the beginning.

Amy listens to the rolling thunder transmitted through the ground and watches a light coating of dust stir along the floor and walls as the chamber trembles as the waves of concussion eventually reach the secure bunker.  For a moment her fear peaks as images of the ceiling collapsing fill her head.  Trying to get a hold of herself she leans back acting overly calm limbs moving slowly overly careful as she silently prays to god for protection and safety.

McCloud rours more to him self than any one on coms "Bastards!!!" He start shooting at any of the remaining missiles and try to cover as many of the solders with his boom gun as poasble. Laying down covering fire for the softer troopers and takeing revenge for Jake on any thing that look like a CSA troopers/Tank.

"McCloud! Calm yourself boyo!"

McCloud hereing his corporel calm slightly but still cover all the softer troops
in range of his boom gun.

Karnon sat still in the corner, ignoring the foodstuffs as his magics had rendered them not necessary for the remainder of his spell... which would last for several days at least. He also did not cut down on the air available. He had offered Sustaining spells for those who had asked, and those who had similarly did not require food, water or air.

It was not yet time. His elementals lurked under the crust and bedrock, well beneath the reach of the missiles, biding their time as well. Should there be more missiles coming, they would throw up clay walls in areas that the other platoons occupied, for they were not as well-entrenched as 2nd platoon. And the more that survived, the more of a resistance they would all put up.

He figured he would survive this siege. He was not going to throw his life away. The only lives he would throw away were his enemies.

Listening in on the Pluto radio frequency Amy turns to watch Portia curiously wondering what is so special about the 'scroll' they are talking about.  "Ah, Ma'am, maybe you shouldn't let him talk about things like that on a frequency the Coalition can intercept.."

"I cannot control what that little faggot says over the radio. He is a Lieutenant as well and has a daddy far up the food chain. He did actually take what I said into consideration though so I give him credit for that. The scroll he is speaking of is the Metropolis scroll which I am assuming the Coaltion at least has an idea about at this point.  Considering some private residences no doubt survived direct missile hits and other larger buildings that should be completely immolated are barely smoldering. Those mounds we created can take about three times as much damage as a Coaltion tank each and are designed to deflect many shots. Energy weapons are basically useless against them as well. Personally I cannot wait to watch the CS troopers as they hit the Sphinx's ward field. That is an alien magic that is very powerful from what I hear.

Portia settles down into the plush cushions of one of the couches surrounding the area of floor that is to be the main scrying area. Despite having taken advantage of the Sustain spell offered by Karnon she does pour herself a glass of dark red wine. She turns her nose up at the smell being created by Severin as he laser welds the barrels constructing the explosive devices.

"If you have not taken Karnon up on his Sustain spell then firstly you are a dumbshit but besides that you should probably don an air filtration device. When I open the scrying portal it will vent the room and let some air in. All of the other portals will be of the one way telporting variety only. I will not be opening one until it is time to start the killing. Speaking of killing,  Kamada and Yutani if you have finsished prepping all your gear I want you to assemble some more quick and dirty IED's. Take that reinforced duct tape and lash together two plasma missiles and one high explosive missile each to one of the twenty medium fusion blocks. That should put them between twenty and twenty-five pounds each. Those big bastards Severin is cooking up are far to heavy to teleport but we can still hurl them through a portal easy enough. The smaller ones however that you guys are going to make we can double up and touch someone over thirty miles away with a basic teleport spell. We will only really be limited by sight unless someone has some good long range vision oriented spells or abilities."


Portia looks over at Burd who is staring into a lantern and drooling and shakes her head slightly annoyed. "Burd! Unpack the missiles and explosives for the ladies you sack of shit."

"Right away, did you want anything fancy for the detonation sequence or leave it t0 nature.  If the equipment is availible I could easilly run the wiring, even install timed detonation delay's if they would be useful."  As the offer is made she begins collecting the various supplies needed taking advantage of the strength granted her armor and quite pleased to find that Karnon's spell is still sustaining her without a hint of exhaustion or hunger.  Taking care she begins to assemble the basic packages, but in such a way that when Portia makes her decision it will be easy enough to run wiring for the ones she finishes.

For our current purposes I think a simple turn the key, wait a few seconds and throw the thing before it blows up, kind of setup witll be fine. Good to know you are capable of more delicate work however."

Then Portias radio crackles with the voice of one of the Glitterboy pilots stating that it "is against his code of conduct to shoot civilians." Or at least something that sounded like that. Maybe the radio is garbled some being underground. Portia answers over her radio.

"Good for you cowboy why don't you shut up and concentrate on what your moral compass allows you to kill then."

She looks over at the others in the bunker with her and shakes her head. "Apparently it does not take a genius to become a glitterboy pilot." She thinks to herself.

"I wonder what part of "anyone interfering with military process" that guy does not understand when it comes to differentiating combatants with non-combatants."

Portia sips on her wine waiting for more useful reports to come in. Somewhere in the back of her mind the call of "Lieutenant Dyvalis is down" makes the corners of her mouth turn up in a hint of a smile but when it comes down to it she knows that she would rather have the elf on her side.

On the 2nd platoon radio.

Well Missy  you the one fucking hideing in a hole. not standing here take shit form the CS you might what to consider get your own aress in Gear.

to him self Lazy fucking officers

Portia chuckles softly. "The shutting up part he has a problem with as well it seems. I don't have the heart to banter back and forth with a man who has about a ten-percent chance of survival." She sets her radio down on the coffee table along with the wine glass and goes over to where Kamada and Amy are assembling the explosive devices. Picking one up she shifts the bulky thing form one tiny hand to the other checking its weight. "Of course if he is lucky enough to live I will have to beat him severely. I think these will work just fine. Thank you both." She says as she sets the timer to four seconds. She similarly sets the timers on each device as the other two women prepare them.

She stops as if suddenly struck by a thought and looks over at Oksana. "With Madtown being completely enveloped by the magic storm the Coalition may be forced to send in large transports like their Deathbringers rather than risk sending flights of SAMS or other troops in individually. Generally they would keep those craft up so high they would be out of the range of most anything we could throw at them. Oksana I want you uptop in a spot where you can watch the sky. If as massive wave of missiles is inbound again just teleport down here and go back and forth as needed. If and when CS aircraft breach our perimeter I want to know about it immediately. If they stay below the weather we should be able to hit them hard from here." She gives Oksana a rare smile. "Go on and get moving sweetie. I promise no more teleporting into moving vehicles with bombs."

Amy stripped down out of her powered armor for a moment, shaking out her fur and taking a quick moment to brush out the matted bits formed from wearing it so long.  Before Portia really has a chance to tear into her about it she goes back to building explosive devices, at nearly twice the speed now that her fine manipulation isn't being filtered through her armor.

Listening quietly as she puts the bombs together she pauses a moment hearing a throwaway line about teleportation and turning incredulous eyes at Portia asks "You can actually DO that?"

"No I cannot. Or I should say I will not because I would likely kill myself in the process. For her though teleporting is almost as natural as walking." Portia points over to Oksana as the woman gathers up her things before teleporting out. "All of us down here have very special gifts. When we learn how to use them together we will be very deadly indeed. If death dealing is what is required of us of course. Until that time we will just lean on Karnon and his amazing reperotire of powerful magicks whilst we survive."

Karnon made a wuffing sound in the corner as he was mentioned. He was sitting, flipping through a thin tome, bound in brown leather, reading to himself.

Amy nods, looking rather impressed and at the same time humbled.  Wondering over her own right to be here, in this place that is full of nothing but seemingly the best of the most powerful sorcerers she has ever seen or heard.  Her own skills seeming almost insignificant in relation to theirs she works harder hoping to somehow make up for her magical lack through dedication to those few small things she can do.

Comartin walks up next to McCloud, but not to find cover. Comartin is in the same suit of weaponry that McClud is in, however he radiates an aura of power.

"Watch your tongue... don't know how you deal with your officers in your last unit... but out here... you speak to your Lieutenant like that, you will be lucky if you ever see home again. So in plain words, shut the fuck up and keep those thoughts to yourself. Remember your rank."

Comartin doesn't wait around for a reply, frankly he doesn't care if McCloud had one. Comartin then makes his way back to his own cover for the second volley of missiles.

McCloud nods "sir" is all he says

The fleeing civilians are met by members of the Madtown militia. They attempt to gather as many as they can, some carry the wounded and they are all being led to the church when the missiles break through the intense winds.

Calliandra is the first line of defense. Hundreds of missiles are out of her range, however she manages to scramble and redirect many of the missiles into each other, or to fall short of their targets and land just outside of town. Calliandra is then forced again to dodge missiles coming at her.

75% make it past her, and Van’s missile pods begin blasting the nearby missiles, detonating several of them in the air. They do their job effectively and another 15% are stopped from hitting the town. Many more are shot by the towns’ defenders just before impact. The Glitter Boys make waste of several missiles each, and all four are untouched as of yet.

The residential areas south and north of 2nd platoon are hit again, destroying more homes. Many of the civilians on their way to the church are unable to protect themselves or unable to find cover, many have overburdened themselves with their possessions, and a lot of them are vaporized or devastatingly wounded.

Entire rows of houses are on fire, the streets have filled with smoke, and dust. It is impossible to see anything without proper protection, and even still it is difficult to see far at all. Explosions and screams fill the air.

A full ten minutes pass before the next volley is launched. Robertson reports it in over the radio again, and a few moments later they land.

Again, 25% of them are destroyed in the hurricane winds surrounding the town, and this time Calliandra has no effect on the missiles, all she can do is blast a couple on their way down. Van's missile pods seem to be much more efficient the second time around, and another half of the missiles are destroyed before meeting the covering fire from the platoons. The Demon Horde has begun firing several grenades into the air above them as the missiles come close.

The Salvation Militia holds position and fires at them as they fall, destroying some. Another two soldiers are vaporized when they land.

More civilians are killed, they are now in a mad dash for the church, running for their lives.

Drano and his squad seem to be having no trouble shooting down any missiles aimed for them, and their platoon of Salvation Militia are getting better at it.

The Iron Juggernauts are just as effective from inside the arena, but there has been no word from Sergeant Dresteran since the first missiles were launched.

The Coalition seem to regulate to sending another volley every 10 minutes, with no sign of them letting up. The sun is beginning to set, and the missiles continue.

PM
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Finally finished with her work on the bombs and the rest, she asks if anyone else needs final checks on their weapons or equiptment.  All the while the soft shivers every 10 minutes causing her hair to spike slightly forming a ruff at her neck.  Despite the spell sustaining her she eats a bit out of habbit and then mournfully with one last long streach from the tips of her ears to tail she climbs back into her suit of power armor, closing it up once more.

Severin begins whistling while he works, taping and otherwise sticking the IED's together anyway he is able, so that Portia doesn't beat him, or worse.

The volleys continue well into the night, every ten minutes. With the Glitter boys safe under ground, and the rest of 2nd platoon safe inside Portias' bunker... it seems Dresteran would be the only one in danger of these missiles. If he was still alive...

Portia notices Amy getting back into her power armor. "You might as well leave that off unless you are just more comfortable in it. We should have plenty of time to suit up whenever it becomes necessary. Everyone should probably just rest as much as possible right now. Unfortunately many of our compatriots above ground will probably not be afforded that luxury. In all likelihood if this bombardment continues at this rate a good majority of them will be dead. So for their sake, if you can manage, just get some sleep.

Lt. Lynn takes one last look over her maps spread on the coffee table in front of her and then turns of the electric lantern nearest to her. She slips out of her leather boots before putting her feet up on the couch. As she lays back she closes her eyes and only winces one or twice at the rumbling up above before she falls asleep.

Caught by surprise she stops in mid motion and smiles at Portia's recommendation.  Happier than ever that not only doesnt she have to put it back on, but that her commander is just about ordering her not to.  She finds a nice spot near a recliner and carefully stacks her things before climbing up and somehow curling into a ball, her tail ending up over her ears and hiding her face completely as the small woman proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that she shares more in common with a cat than just fur.

Within the tunnels Drano gives orders for Comartin, and Eljin, to dismount from their respective Chromium Guardsman and get some rest for the next six hours as well as those aiding them, since it seems the bombardment is not going to let up anytime soon.

The missiles continue until the sun rise the next morning. Explosions every ten minutes for the duration of the night kept most awake, and many killed. Robertson and the radar tower stopped reporting in around 0300 hours. The missiles finally stop around 0730 hours, Major Karno orders everyone to stay put for the next twenty minutes to ensure the barrage is over.

At 0737 hours Calliandra from HQ platoon calls in over the radio "large aircraft is coming in from the east, 37 miles away, traveling at mach 1 at 40 000 feet"
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McCloud slept little last night through the bombing. It can be heard over his voice talking to his corp. "Let's hope this is the invasion corp so we get some payback."
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"Lieutenant Lynn." Karnon stood to his feet against the wall as the radio message came, "Requesting permission to attempt to deal with the aircraft. I will need only a single scroll, perhaps two... and the use of Private Oksana for this attempt."

"Private Oksana will teleport us in near enough the flight path of the aircraft, and I will use the scroll to discover how a aircraft traveling at Mach 1 fares once it hits a wall of impenetrable force. Private Oksana will teleport us to a safe distance, or return us back here upon completion."

He stood ready waiting for Lieutenant Lynn's decision.

Looking up at Karnon as he speaks, "I like your style furball... that I would like to see as well."

Amy, a pilot herself swallows only her fur hiding how pale her face gets at the mental immage of what can happen to aircraft impacting even something small at Mach 1.  Of course the fact that she looks almost twice her size as the flight reaction puffs out her fur might just possibly give away her reaction anyway.  That or she just stepped on a live wire.

From her lounging position Portia looks up at Karnon and considers his request for a moment. "I suppose that is what we are here for. I dare not risk losing either of you but at that height I am not sure anyone else will have an intercept plan with any chance of success. Watch your asses in case they do. I want Second Sight cast on me targeting yourself Karnon and I want Invisibility Superior on both of you understood? Go ahead and get the bastards then report back. I cannot imagine they will be flying unaccompanied so hit and run. If they come in with low flying aircraft that breach the storm barrier then we can handle them from in here." Portia points over to the corner where a large throw rug lays without anything on top of it. "We will keep that area clear for teleportation back into the bunker."

Karnon nodded and moved towards Oksana, beginning the words of the spell that would cloak Oksana with invisibility, from even the most advanced technological sensors. He laid his hand upon her arm as he said the last foreign syllable, and she vanished. He vanished a moment later.

"I will cast a Second Sight spell right before I throw up the wall." came Karnon's disembodied voice.

"Alright Oksana, teleport us to where you can figure out the flight path. On my signal I want you to teleport us three miles in front of the planes current location. I will throw up the wall once it hits half a mile from us, which should take approximately 10 or so seconds for it to reach after our first teleport. Once you see the wall of light, teleport us as far away from location of the wall as you can get."

"And no. Theres no need to carry me beyond whatever physical contact is necessary for you to teleport me." Karnons voice finished.

OOC:
Spells cast:
Oksana: Invincible Armor (200 MDC), Invisibility: Superior
Self: Invincible Armor, Invisibility: Superior.

Oksana had said nothing, but listened to every word of the new plan. She looked disappointed, and spent a minute considering the proper words for a response.

"I don't know if this is possible guys... Calliandra said it was at 40 000 feet and flying at mach 1. I don't even know how fast that is, will we see it coming? and I don't know how to judge how high 40 000 feet is... I am not a computer, I can't just calculate it out and teleport... I have to know where I am going. If there is some way to measure how high I am I can get there in just a few seconds I believe. But I am guessing '40 000' feet, could be up to 1000 feet off? 5 000 feet off? of where the actual aircraft ends up, and I imagine it will have slowed down, by the time it reaches us. I don't want to shit all over your idea Karnon, but I think you guys are underestimating certain variables."

She stands unsure of the possible responses. She finds herself looking at teh Lieutenant, nervously awaiting what she has to say...
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"Just get yourself directly in front of it as best you can without us being run over. I'll take care of the rest. If this doesn't work, all we've lost is a scroll, which was worth about maybe six minutes of work at most. We can get real close if thats what you need to figure out its flight-path. If you go right into its wake, you'll be able to see directly where its going. Then just put me three miles in front of it." Karnon replied.

"Use your eyes, your brains and your natural ability sweetheart. That is why your here not to sit in some goddamn trench and die with the militiamen. It is the morons that are content to trade bullets and try to play the Coalitions game that will cause us to lose this war. We are talking about making a real difference so move your ass. Failure is not an option."
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With the finishing touches being put on the arsenal of explosives, Portia overlooks the work of her troops, when Lieutenant Pierce reports that the aircraft is in sight.
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Over the platoon radio : "Commander, we have lost seven soldiers including Gittes, we remain strong."
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Portia picks up her radio and depresses the call button. "Copy that redistribute their salvageable weapons and armor. All units hold position until further instructed."
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With the proper magical protection Oksana and Karnon gradually teleport to approximately 40 000 feet, at one point being within yelling distance of Calliandra flying above the town in her SAMAS, before the daring pair go even higher.

They can see the transport coming in, and Oksana tries to match it's course. It is rapidly slowing down, but a sudden stop, and crash would still cause serious damage.

However the transport is behaving unexpectedly as they come closer to the town. As if the pilot is aware they are under attack he is slowing thier speed at an ill-advised rate, and changing course to avoid any possible obstacles.

Karnon, you will have to roll to strike for this to work. It is likely their pilot or someone in their cockpit can sense the impending danger and is trying to avoid it. At the speed they are going, and suddenly 'slamming on the brakes' there is no doubt the passengers will be jostled slightly, but not enough to damage much, but if they hit your wall it will be much worse. Karnon can use full bonuses to strike, however it is a called shot, and he must have a total above 12 otherwise he will miss. The other option is creating more than one field if there is time...
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Karnon growled out a spell as Oksana got into position. With the two scrolls in front of him, he spat out the words to finish the walls, as the luminous barriers cut across the sky, not touching each other but with a maw-like gap in between them.

The transport slammed into the second field narrowly evading the first. The entire craft comes to a sudden halt, and the field dents the hull in several feet. The craft then begins to free fall.

Karnon keyed his radio, "This is Private Karnon speaking. The transport craft has suffered a mid-air collision and is now free-falling. Possible survivors."

"Lets get back to base now." Karnon said to Oksana, the two of them still invisible.

"I almost feel like we're cheating." she says, then begins the teleporting journey back to the bunker.

"Be sure to convey those sentiments to the civilians who died in the missile fire over the night." Karnon replied grimly.

"I said almost... jeez..."

"Which means your 'almost' doubting our cause here. 'Almost' pitying the people trying to crush us and the people we are defending. This is a war, and they attacked us. I've already been in their hands as a prisoner of war. As far as I'm concerned, the gloves are off." Karnon replied.

"Are you going to return us now?"

Within a few seconds they are both back inside the bunker waiting for the sound of the crash.

Portia keys her radio again, "Well I am certainly glad you have your scientific calculator with you. How about you just tell me where the fucking thing is going to crash."

Then Karnon and Oksana appear. "Good work you two! Everyone prepare Annihilate scrolls. When this thing hits if it is still in one piece we are going to obliterate it."

She waits to here Calliandras reply and then immediately calls out over Second Platoons frequency. "Sekhmet, Ra, Thoth take to the air and destroy the transport or anything that come out of it. Second Platoon to your combat positions now! Glitterboys put some fire into that thing before it hits the ground if you can."

Walking over to the area of bare floor she has claimed as the "scrying" area she prepares herself for spellcasting.
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Karnon released the Invisibility spell upon and appeared. If a pleased grin could grace his canine mouth, it did. The thought of what would happen to the rest of the soldiers upon the impact of the transport pleased Karnon immensely.

Karnon pulled another scroll from his belt, upon which at least two Annihilate spells had been scribed by himself. The things most likely to survive the crash were troops in power armor, although it was conceivable that even they might be crushed within their armors if the transport left a crater in the ground. Such thicks skins were best dealt with swiftly and definitively.
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At the first report of the incoming aircraft Drano had the sleeping members of his squad woken. Watching the Deaths Head Transport begin to fall he begin to fire into the large aircraft.

“Chromium Guardsman, fire at will. Relocate only after we begin to take enemy fire. Then relocate after every 4 to six shots fired. Make sure you tell your helpers when you’re running low so they can bring an ammo drum to you.”

There is no load BOOM’s coming from Drano’s Chromium Guardsman, as he fires nine times in succession, with most of his shots hitting the actual ‘deaths head’ forward section of the craft..

Amy quickly flips through the stash of scrolls she has been given and finds a pair of anihilate ones, just in case shes told to use a second before waiting for Portia to do whatever it is she will that will let them see whats goin on.

Severin begins distributing the IED's to the proper personnel, "Portia, if there is enough left, can I have one for lunch?" he asks speaking of the CS soldiers.

Mcoud nods with grim satisfaction he squeezes his trigger and all so fires on the death head.
"Confirm sir"

Controlling his shots and aiming at the under saucer to destroy it manoeuvrability.
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Van and the 3 juggernauts from 1st platoon take to the skies to engage the transport as it freefalls, meeting up with Calliandra in the air, and then joined by the juggernauts from 2nd platoon. They relentlessly assault the craft, while Van tries to move in close.

The transport door opens under the craft and dozens upon dozens of SAMAS armours pour out into the sky above Van and his squad. Swarms of the varied SAMAS models burst from the falling transport like hornets from a disturbed nest and immediately attack the small Tolkeen air force. They spread out above the town in squadrons of 8-12 and open fire on available targets in Madtown. At least a hundred made it out before the transport crashes upside down on the damaged radar/clock tower.

None of second platoon on the ground have been spotted by the SAMs yet...

moving as his commander has instructed after ever 4 shots McCloud open fires on the SAMs give as much help to the tolkeen air force as possible but staying under as much cover as possible

"Have some of this you filth bastards”

Eljin considers his options and decides the Sams are better targets then the already crippled transport. His targeting systems engage, his Silence option in his suit follows, and last his BoomGun sends a sheet of pure death at the SAMS

It is difficult to make out the Air Force of Pluto Company among the swarming SAMAS. The four Chromium Guardsmen open fire lending what support they can, while their defense teams bunker down in preperation for the GBs to become targets. The SAMs soon catch on and send out two squads of Heavy SAMAS towards teh Guardsmen positions.

The rest of second platoon is comfortable in their subterranean sanctuary.

McCloud seeing the incoming heavy samas target them instead of the lighter ones and keep moving taking out as many as possible to thin there numbers.

"Come and get it you over size flying Nazis"

"Good idea McCloud. Take out the heavy SAMs first, unless you want a grenade-quilt. Just look at 4th platoon, they are getting hammered!"

In the distance Cannon FOdder can be seen being hit with several missiles, and other areas of 4th platoon are being carpted with grenades.

Eljin grins inside his suit, he selects one of the heavy Sams headed his way and makes that his primary target, sending wall after wall of metal objects at near mach speed in it's direction.

Karnon gave his elementals orders to lurk beneath the surface of the earth, and kill any Coalition SAMS that become landlocked, taking their opportunities quickly and mercilessly.

He glanced at Portia, ready to act should he be ordered to do so, but preferring discretion in the current scenario. There was no doubt in his mind that there should be dead SAMAS pilots still in the transport, pilots that would otherwise be bustling outside with the rest of them.

From his covered position Drano sighted in on four SAMAS in coming on his position. After firing twice at two differnet targets he quickly moves down to the next bunker.

Lt. Lynn reads one of her scrolls and the blank space on the floor is replaced by a large "window" that looks out onto the battlefield from 800ft above. Fresh air flows into the room and Portia takes a deep breath of it. She watches until she sees the SAMAS closing towards her troops position. She quickly unfurls and reads two more scrolls creating a one-way portal on the wall to her left and another directly in front. They open up, in a slight upwards angle, the first in a position facing the oncoming SAMS so they can shoot at them immediately. The second is facing the large mounds and will allow those in the bunker to shoot the SAMS in the back as they fly by.

"Save your Annihilate scrolls for larger less mobile targets. Everyone fire at will through that portal. When they pass over us everyone immediately reposition to this portal and continue firing as long as you have viable targets."

Portia points to her Coalition model particle beam cannon that is sitting on its tripod and uses telekinesis to lift it over to where she is. Lining up one of the heavy SAMS she unloads firing rapidly trying to take advantage of the surprise attack.

Karnon fired his pulse rifle, sending laser blasts out the portal.

Picking up her Wilks Rifle she feels a little superfluous when compaired to the tripod based weapon.  Still she picks a chair to act as a brace and begins firing upon the Samas as they appear in the fireing slit.  At least right now she can keep pace with those like Karnon who appear to be using mere mortal ways of harming the enemy.

The two squads break off several hundred feet apart, flying in V formation. They are comprised of four heavy SAMAS and 2 Light SAMAS each. The all black suits are trimmed in the colour red. The entrenched militia, along with Drano and his squad of Chromium Guardsmen return fire when the spray of grenades covers the defenders of Madtown.

Immediately after, a hole in space appears ahead of the SAMs, and Amy, Karnon, and Portia open fire. Oksana, Severin, Burd, and Kamada open fire a few moments later.

The bunkers are covered in grenades, but hold strong. One of the militia protecting Eljin was sprayed in the face with shrapnel when he stayed to close to one of the windows. She collapsed to the ground screaming, and was dead a moment later.

Drano fired round after round, striking one of the heavy SAMs in the chest before changing positions. Eljin hit another heavy SAM twice in the chest, and McCloud hit another once in the chest, and once in the head. Comartin missed completely.

Lynn and her squad open fire on the west-most squad of SAMs, catching them completely off guard. They struggle to maintain formation, and fly straight into the wall of fire unleashed by Portias’ group. One of the light SAMs faceplate is blown open when Portia landed a well placed shot from her particle beam rifle. The Smiling Jack SAMAS plummets towards to ground, bouncing off the bunker McCloud is inside. Amy, Karnon and the others hit their targets as well, and the CS SAMs wont last much longer. They return fire with a spray of rail gun slugs however.

The chair Amy was using to lean on is blown into pieces, and she is hit once in her right leg, almost knocking her to her knees, but Amy maintains her balance.






The SAMs are then hit with fire in the backs as they pass over the bunkers from the glitter boys.  Drano drops two heavy SAMs with precision shots to their main jets. McCloud and Eljin drop another one each. The first portal is closed, and the second is opened and Portias’ group opens fire again, sending the rest of the squad to the ground, the light SAMAS has its’ legs blown off and spins uncontrollably towards the ground, spraying blood and organs out over the bunkers.

The second squad is coming around for another pass, as the other squad crash land in Madtown.

OOC: The mystic portal is a one way "teleporting" affair. Basically whatever is sent through is teleported though it retains the velocity it was sent through at and even better there is no tell-tale sign of a portal anywhere nor can anything be fired back through. (See"One-Way Passage" under Mystic Portal, pg. 135 Rifts Book of magic)

That is what makes it such a good plan. Cheap? yes as far as roleplaying but then if you could do that rather than risk getting shot wouldnt you.

OOC : Ok, nobody was shot... heh)

Amy, still set up with a good gun rest continues to fire through the provided portal, her targets somewhat chosen by the viewpoint still she chooses infantry over the CS power armor when possible.  Her lower powered weapon much more useful at such relatively soft targets.  She also goes with single shots rather than burning through her ammunition wildly, anticipating that she will be at this for a long long time.

Portia motions for Severin to take her gun back to the other portal along with his as everyone shifts back to take pop shots at the second flight of SAMAS. She walks back over to the initial scrying portal to try and see where the downed pilots are crash landing. Looking slightly frustrated she can not really locate most of them from the portals vantage. "Looks like the ones that went down are doing so primarily outside of our perimeter. Oh well if they meander back in then they will be cut down. Moving back to where Severin set up her mounted weapon she changes out the e-clip and prepares to fire. "We still have about six and a half minutes on this portal and seven or so on the other. Pick your shots more carefully now."

"My elementals should be out there crushing any downed SAMAS pilots right now. Since the earth is their shelter, they should manage to wreak some havoc on these skull-heads. It might be why your not finding any in our perimeter." Karnon said.
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PM

Severin does as he is instructed, firing a bit slower, taking more time to aim each shot.

There is a large shockwave released from the transport. The storms surrounding the town disappear. Otherwise, Second Platoon is not affected by the shockwave.

The second squad of SAMs is similarily blasted to the ground just as the first was, and again no members of 2nd Platoon are even hit. As the CS special forces teams come into 2nd's area, they are consumed by earth elementals, and taken deep below the surface, to die long and horrible deaths.

There are still maybe twenty SAMs in the air above the transport in direct combat with the two remaining Juggernauts (Annubis, and Ra). There is no sign of Van Fanel or Calliandra anywhere.

The theater (Headquarters) explodes and is left completely in rubble.

By fourth platoon, three buildings are completely destroyed by what looks like grenade fire. Cannon Fodder can be seen hurling pieces of buildings and civilian vehicles at the same buildings.

Shifting a bit to get a better bead on the airial battle still going on through their firing slits Amy picks a new chairback for her rifle to rest against as she continues the steady stream of aimed shots.  Quiet now her focus on shooting rather than the rest of the platoon around her.

Ra is sent hurling to the ground and crashes off of Drano's bunker, before exploding into thousands of pieces, sending metal, flames, rock and smoke a hundred feet into the air.

All of the Juggernauts have been shot down, and 12 SAMs remain in the sky above the transport.

Portia and her crew are shooting them down like fish in a barrel... a big barrel. While Van and Calliandra attack them under the cover of magic invisibility spells.

"Holyshit!" Portia says when she sees that the shockwave took down the defensive barrier of weather that surrounded the town. "I am guessing that the heavy hitters will be rolling in soon. Karnon it might be a good time to direct your elementals out in the field so that they use the proper spells to break that circle and funnel the ground forces towards us and fourth platoons positions as much as possible. Though if alot of them are swallowed up by earthquakes and chasms and never make it here that is okay by me." She smiles fiendishly at the idea of the soldiers in power armor and vehicles trapped under thousands of pounds of earth just waiting for their oxygen to run out so they can die. "Just make sure that they expend all their PPE on destructive spells before enganging in hand to hand combat in order to maximize the slaughter."

She stops speaking as a SAMAS buzzes away from an invisible attacker and once again into killing range and she nails it along with Amy, Severin and Kamada. Burd misses badly which earns him a telekinetic smack in his toothy maw that draws blood. "I did not summon you to waste our resources you piece of shit." She says in what would pass as a loving manner were it not for the harshness of the words themselves. "Quit shooting you lunkhead and get those IED barrels ready for deployment. I want three each lined up in the two corners and six spaced along the wall over there so we can easily throw or roll them through any portal we open."As the SAMAS passes by now trailing smoke she keys her radio.

"Lt. Pierce gimme a brief sitrep and let me know when the big dogs are in the yard."

Lynn takes her position again and continues shooting until the SAMAS are all down or the portals close.