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Ansel took a moment to stare at the cruiser he found familiar. In that time, one of the ships managed to hit him from behind. "Hm, I guess you're a volunteer." He told himself as the ship attempted to fly past, only for him to grab the ship like an angry cat by the back of the neck, and make a beeline to the cruiser.

When Ansel reached the cruiser, he hurled the fighter into it at tremendous speed. The explosion looked pathetic compared to the gargantuan cruiser, now turning to face Ansel. Several of the side weapons that were manually controlled began to fire at Ansel. Being relatively the size of an ant, none of them were able to hit their mark.

"Sara, make your way to the engine room. Down the left hall, and move right. Wait for the target to come to you. Kallard, I will try to guide him there, keep on him."
"I uhh.... okay."
"Affirmative."

Like a well oiled machine, Sara ran to the engine room, and Kallard chased the mysterious man. They sprinted to down the hall, and Aach-Ti tore apart several chunks from the ceiling, forcing him to take the alternate path. The mysterious man attempted to make his way to the cockpit again, but the pipes jettisoned outward and nearly struck him, forcing him to make another left. This processes continued for a few moments, with Aach-Ti closing off most of the ship to debris. When ever there were multiple options, the young crinis force any options he didn't like to be either completely, or mostly blocked. This repeated several times over, forcing the mysterious man to enter the engine room.
*WHAM*
A first sent him flying into one of the power converters. Before she could blink, the mysterious man sent a wave of lime green energy into her chest, and rose to his feet. As he gained his composer, Kallard shot a bolt of black fire at him, sliding him to the power converter he dented a second ago.

With a leap in his step, and a quick kick, he caused Kallard to hunch over in pain. Sara crashed her fist into the man's helmet, making him stagger back to his feet. Sara and Kallard stood a few feet away from him, Blackfire, Magenta Energy, and Lime Green illuminated the room as the lights died out, "Fine, you won't last long enough anyway." He rushed the pair, moving towards Kallard first.

Seeing the attack coming, he placed his arm between the man's fist and his center avoiding the attack, as Sara landed a fist firmly in the man's ribs. Kallard took the opportunity and sent a wave of fire into the man's chest, sliding backwards a foot.

Sensing he lost control of the fight, the man kept his center and weak points guarded as he could. With the pair moving forward applying the pressure on him, he defended against the onslaught of black and purple strikes. He only occasionally fought back, retaliating only when he could avoid being struck. Kallard had very little errors in his hand to hand combat, but wasn't moving fast enough to make full use of his skill. Since he could detect Kallard, the target pressed on him as well, not giving him a moment to break away. Sara wasn't terribly far behind her in martial might, but the others saw her weaknesses. A punch a few inches off, an elbow to far, a block to slow, the mysterious man adapted quickly to take advantage of her shortcomings,

One well placed strike was all he needed to send her across the room. Kallard barely had the time to react, catching punch to the side. In a blink of an eye, a wave of dark magenta energy crashed into the man, sending him into the wall, pinning him with a continuous beam of power. Kallard even fell over due to the sudden wave of energy rushing past. The man had been pinned against the wall with the current of power she was pumping into hurting the target.

Sneak Attack Round: Sara Melee Attack: Hit
Bruised 1

Round 1: Target Power Attack: Miss Sara Melee Attack: Hit Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Hit
Target Bruised 3

Round 2: Target Defensive Attack: Miss Sara Melee Attack: Miss Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Miss
Target Bruised 3

Round 3-4: Target Defensive Attack: Miss Sara Melee Attack: Critical Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Miss
Target: Bruised 5+Injured 2

Round 5: Target Defensive Attack: Miss Sara Melee Attack: Miss Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Miss
Target Bruised 5+Injured 2

Round 6: Target Defensive Attack: Miss Sara Melee Attack: Miss Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Miss
Target Bruised 5+Injured 2

Round 7: Target Defensive Attack: Miss Sara Melee Attack: Hit Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Miss

Target Bruised 7+Injured 4

Round 8: Target Defensive Attack: Hit Sara Melee Attack: Miss Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Miss
Target Bruised 7+Injured 4
Sara: Bruised 1+ Injured 1---Knockback 2

Round 8: Target Power Attack: Miss Sara Boost-Blast Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Miss
Target Bruised 7+Injured 4

Round 8: Target Unconscious Sara Blast Attack: Hit Kallard Melee Attack (Fire): Critical
Target Bruised 10+Injured 6+Disabled + Staggered
Sara: Bruised 1+ Injured 1

Result: Sara Bruised and Injured
Kallard: Fine
Target: Got the shit kick out of him.
 
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Ansel made a disgusted noise. What sort of fuel were these ships carrying that they couldn't dent a starship after being hurled into it? He resumed hunting down the rest of the enemy fighters, throwing them at the target starship one by one.
 
Good job team.
Kallard, I believe the best course of action would be to plant some explosives and remove yourselves from the area.
Sara, please carry our advesary onto the ship.
The nearest escape pod is just down the hall.

I have one reserved for you.

The Crinis said, now turning his attention to the rest of the firefight,

Sek! Good piloting.
Any other threats targeting us?

Ansel, good work.
Let that be a lesson for our enemies..
 
Ansel continued to chase the fighters attempting to escape his wrath, some of them even attempting to jump to a different planet within the system. Before long he found himself alone, surrounded by debris of the ships he was responsible for putting out of commision. Ships allied with the familiar cruiser vacated the area as it faced Ansel. A massive blue and purple ball of energy resembling unstable electricity forming around a single point shot out of the nose of the cruiser, directly at Ansel. It moved faster than anything he had seen before, far exceeding his reaction time, releasing all of it's energy upon contact. The explosion's excess energy sent a wave through the entire battle above the planet's surface, physically crashing into the majority of the ships and making the power within them fluctuate for a brief second then returning to normal. Kallard and Sara nearly stumbled to the steel floor when this happened, but kept their composer, "What the hell-"
"Status report!"
"We seemed to have been hit with an Ion pulse, a weak one at that. Luckily my baby-"
"Well if you're being attacked, piss off then! Come get us later!"
"The attack was not meant for us, but Ansel..."
"I'm-ech...fine...!"
"Dude, from my readings you were hit with at the very least a megaton of energy-"
"Don't worry, my brother is tougher than he looks."
"Sek, I thought you said it was a weak Ion Pulse, it just knocked out my control here."
"We were only hit by a the residual effects, Ansel just took that whole blast to the face! Good thing he isn't machinery!"
"Hey nerd, when we get back to the ship some one-"
She was struck from behind by a an automated turret that sprouted from the ceiling. Though she wasn't injured, she retaliated by throwing a ball of unstable energy at it, destroying it in one blast. Several more started to fire at her, most of it being absorbed by her personal shielding.
"I thought you had control of this thin!?"
"Cover me, I'll-"
The ship started breaking apart, several hunks of it falling into the atmosphere, withstanding the rentery. The machinery within the ship failed to operate when it started, "Pod! Now!" Sara's usual snark evaporated instantly as she followed her orders, taking the target with them. The pair sprinted over to Aach-Ti's directions, leaping into the escape pod. As Kallard began to set the pod to launch, the ship cracked and exposed the cold vacuum of space hurling everything out into it. The pod itself fell out of the ship, and was being pulled into the planet's atmosphere.
"K-Kallard...? I-"
"Relax, this thing has enough plating to not break off within the atmosphere, we just need to worry about the landing gear being operational."
"W-what!?"

[spoili]Ansel Toughness Roll= 20 (Bonus)+12 (Roll) 32 vs (36) 15+21(Damage bonus)[/spoili]
 
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Not really considering the consequences aside from the hastened removal of the cannon, Ansel landed at the weapon's outer edge. "This thing is too big for my own good. Anyone's really." He then set to tearing into the weapon's structure, attempting to disable it.
 
Sek! Can we manuver the ship to grab the escape pod?

I do not wish to risk their lives to a potentially faulty escape pod.
I shall do my best to slow their descent, and perhaps stop them before they are pulled in too far.
 
"Yeah, just let me-"
*B-KCOW*
The Metal Bird fired it's main cannon into the side of the other ship, separating what little of it remained. The boarding pipe broke off the Bird, and it began descending to the escape pod.
"There we go! Now which one is the one we're looking for?"
"The only pod that is falling slower than the others. I will guide you to it."
"Sweet, cause uh...I wasn't so sure myself."
The Metal Bird continued to follow the escape pod, reaching it within a minutes time. While Kallard and Sara watched the ship easily catch up with them, the prisoner shot off of the floor and attempted to strike Kallard from behind with his sharpened gauntlet. Hearing him move, Kallard caught the fist and slide it to the side. The weak punch barely made a sound as it struck the control panel on the side. Before they could even blink, the three were sucked out into the atmosphere of the planet free falling to the surface. Just as Kallard rediscovered which way was up and down the target firmly grasped him, "Predictable-" The iron grip he had suddenly loosened when he noticed the Metal Bird chasing them.

Just as the target was going to ditch him, Kallard struck him with a heavy handed wave of fire from his fist. The helmet he was wearing flew off and he himself was sent flying off, bouncing off the ship like an insect on a windshield. As the target continued to be sent soaring from the attack, Kallard firmly grasped the helmet his helmet. The design looked familiar to him...but this wasn't the time to analyze.
"I-uh..Aach-Ti what do I-"
"I don't know who this man is, but once I catch him I'll Tear Off His God Damned Head!!"
"Don't suppose you-"
"NO!"
"I wish I could finish a sentence without someone cutting me off once-"
[spoili]Aach-Ti's line will cut him off.[/spoili]

Ansel flew straight through the primary deflector shields and plunged his fist into the side of the ship, causing the paper thin secondary shields to ripple violently. For a moment, he felt embarrassed and struck the shield again, causing a temporary rip within the shields, and a far more lasting one onto the gun itself. The cannon began to shake and rumble the more it was struck, eventually showing signs of cracking.

Not long after he started thrashing, did a large number of space based marines with a insignia on the chest. Ansel knew he had never seen it before, but he recognized that exact design somewhere. The insignia looked like an eye of a Crinis, but the pupil had strange lines moving across it it seemed unnatural and unsettling to Ansel. Had he ever experienced fear, this would have reminded him.

As he continued tearing, several small auto turrets began to open fire as several soldiers began to fire at him, more annoying Ansel then harming him. Only when they brought out hand held plasma cannons did he feel threatened. One blast struck him from behind, causing him to stumble and lose focus on keeping the shields down long enough for him to damage the massive cannon.

[spoili][/spoili][spoili][/spoili][spoili][/spoili][spoili][/spoili][spoili][/spoili][spoili][/spoili][spoili][/spoili][spoili][/spoili][spoili]Ansel (Injured) Recovery Roll 20+14 Success
Ansel (Bruised) Recovery Roll 20+18 Success
Ansel Toughness Roll vs Guns (Highest possible Roll vs Ansel's lowest Toughness)
20+1 vs 15+6 = Resisted
Ansel Toughness vs Hand Held Plasma Cannon
20+6 vs 15+10 = Resisted
Ansel punch vs Canon Toughness
20+15 vs 25+15
20+15 vs 25+2
20+15 vs 23+7
20+15 vs 22+19


Target (Unconscious) Recovery Roll 5+7 Success
Target Sleight of Hand vs Sara +Kallard's Notice
12 Skill+18 vs 17+10 Failure 17+1 Failure.
Target Grapple
5 Str+12 vs 4 Str+12 Faliure
Kallard Fire Strike (Attack)
11+20 vs 25
Hit
Kallard Damage vs Target Toughness
11+5+15 vs (15-7)+ 9 Success
Knockback: 14[/spoili]
 
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"Insolent!" Ansel diverted his attention from the cannon, and began tearing apart the soldiers who had been sent to stop him. Something's wrong. Their footmen are wearing some symbol. I've seen it before, but I can't place it. Kinda looks like Aach-Ti's eye. Sorta."
 
Kallard lacked a parachute, and Sara was rather distracted and emotional at the moment. Perhaps, this would be a good opportunity to test the team.

"Metal Bird, This is Kallard, Over." He squaks over the network

"Yeah? You okay down their?"

"You need to position the ship under us, and then match our velocity. After that is done, you need to open the emergency hatch up top and we'll come to you." Kallard orders with no hesitation in his tone.

"I-you-what...? A free fall extraction? Uh, sure just be careful up their!" Sek replies, the incredulity laden his voice.

Kallard then grabs Sara, and as soon as the ship is positioned and the hatch is open, he will tuck in his limbs and accelerate into the Metal Bird.
 
Not now Sek!
Ansel needs assistance, and you need to get those three in here.
Now.

Aach-Ti said, his voice becoming very stern. There is a good chance that most of the crew does not make it out alive. To Aach-Ti, that would be a failure. He had not lost an asset before, and he would be damned if he would lose one in the middle of a space battle that they had no part in. Turning his mind to Ansel, he spoke sarcastically, projecting what the humans call a 'smirk'.

Ansel, friend, do you need assistance?

With that, the Crinis reached out and took control over one of the marine's minds. Using their plasma cannon, he would fire upon the enemy. After successfully landing a shot, he would move on to another space marine, until the entire troop was shooting one another for being traitors.
 
"I-uh-aye sir!"
The ship flew directly towards Kallard as he grabbed Sara, "Let go of me damn it! I'm kicking his ass!"
"Get your head out of your fourth point of contact!"
"He made a fool outta me! I can't let him live!!"
"This isn't a discussion. This mission is what matters. Not your emotions and pride."
She takes a second to glare at the target before turning back to the ship, "Next time, I want his head!"
Sara glides herself and Kallard to the Metal Bird, meeting it halfway and lands on the hatch on the top of the ship. The hatch opened just as they landed, allowing them to enter. Sara didn't say a word to Kallard, just tapping her foot passive aggressively. As the pair reached the cockpit Sek gave a heavy sigh of relief and then commented, "Well I'd say that's a piece of cake but I'm not a good liar. So...Ansel?"


The squad of soldiers continued firing at Ansel, as he closed in. The hole where a soldier used to be didn't again by the time he started moving. Several meters away, soldiers started randomly firing at each other with highly explosive weapons. Mass panic ensued after a few moments of 'friendly fire' and Ansel charging their position. Several of them attempted to escape the situation, but either randomly shot down by their allies or they were hunted down. As the massacre continued a squad of one manned fighters made a beeline to the cruiser, and Ansel specifically. The squad's bombers came in first, dropping ionized explosives to clear the outer shields. As the shields dropped for a brief moment, the bomber's escorts flew in and took several shots at Ansel. The first wave of laser fire struck him and the immediate area near him. The hull of the ship absorbed most of the extra burns and explosive force.



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Round 1
Ansel Attack Roll 14+1 (Lowest Roll Possible) vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Aach-Ti Mind Control (Minion Rules) Sucsess___Explosive Attack 4+12-2 vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Terrorist Reflex 3+11 vs 10+4 (Defender Wins Ties)

Round 2
Ansel Attack Roll 14+1 (Lowest Roll Possible) vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Aach-Ti Mind Control (Minion Rules) Sucsess___Explosive Attack 4+2 vs 6 = Miss___(Minion Rules) Dead
Terrorist Reflex 3+7 vs 10+4 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead

Round 3
Ansel Attack Roll 14+1 (Lowest Roll Possible) vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Aach-Ti Mind Control (Minion Rules) Sucsess___Explosive Attack 4+18 vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Terrorist Reflex 3+10 vs 10+4 = Hit____(Minion Rules) Dead

Round 4
Ansel Attack Roll 14+1 (Lowest Roll Possible) vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Aach-Ti Mind Control (Minion Rules) Sucsess___Explosive Attack 4+14 vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Terrorist Reflex 3+8 vs 10+4 = Hit (Minion Rules) Dead

Round 5
Ansel Attack Roll 14+1 (Lowest Roll Possible) vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Aach-Ti Mind Control (Minion Rules) Sucsess___Explosive Attack 4+12 vs 15 = Hit___(Minion Rules) Dead
Terrorist Reflex 3+11 vs 10+4 = (Minion Rules) Dead
Fighter Attack (6-1)+2 vs 10 Miss
Fighter Attack (6-1)+14 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-1)+8 vs 10+15 = Success
Fighter Attack (6-1)+18 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-1)+14 vs 10+15 = Success
Fighter Attack (6-1)+7 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-1)+19 vs 10+15 = Success
 
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It was all going according to plan. Leaning over the communications panel, he keys up the enemy ship and sends a transmission. Hopefully this would not end in bloodshed, though if it had to, Ansel was certainly enjoying himself.

In the name of the Academy, stand down.
We do not wish to fight any longer with you.
Agree to a ceasefire, and we shall stop slaughtering your men.

You have thirty seconds to comply.

If the commander of the ship did not heed his warning, he attempts to invade the man's mind, pull out a sidearm, and shoot himself in the foot. If this did nothing to persuade the fool, he would begin searching for explosives that he could mentally deliver to the cockpit. Perhaps depressurization of the cabin would get their attention. The Crinis's tentacles curled in delight at the thought.
 
In the meantime, Ansel set about throwing the fighters into the cannon. It probably wouldn't do significant damage, but nothing else was either.
 
Ansel made a beeline to the fighters bombing him, tossing them at the cruiser like candy wrappers. Each one of them exploding on contact, or sometimes surviving the initial crash, but suffocating due to depressurization. The marines on the outside of the ship continued to scatter, making their way inwards through the air locks. The fighters in his immediate area followed the marine's lead, and begin scattering, avoiding both Ansel and the cruiser as best as they could.

Thirty seconds had past, and without hesitation Aach-Ti took direct control of the most likely man on the cruiser's bridge only to shoot his own foot. within seconds of that event, the ship began turning its nose away from the planet, pointing into the vacuum of space. Ansel noticed the cruiser turning while holding the last of the fighter squadron that assaulted him.

Round 1: Ansel Attack/Grapple Roll 14+20 vs 2+9+6= Grapple Success
Fighter Attack (6-1)+18 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-1)+15 vs 10+15 = Success
Fighter (Grappled)
Fighter Attack (6-1)+1 vs 10 Miss
Fighter Attack (6-1)+5 vs 10 (Defender Wins All Ties)___Miss
Fighter Attack (6-1)+20 vs 10 Hit___ Ansel Toughness (20-1) +20 vs 12+5+15)___Defender Wins Ties

Round 2: Ansel Attack (Throw Fighter)___Hit___Fighter Toughness 11 + 14 vs 20+15 +4 (Fighter Explodes)
Fighter Attack (6-1)+18 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-1)+15 vs 10+15 = Success
Fighter Attack (6-1)+1 vs 10 Miss
Fighter Attack (6-1)+5 vs 10 (Defender Wins All Ties)___Miss

Round 3: Ansel Attack/Grapple Roll 14+20 vs 2+9+6= Grapple Success
Fighter Attack (6-1)+15 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-2)+5 vs 12+15___Failed (2 Injured)
Fighter (Grappled)
Fighter Attack (6-1)+10 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-3)+12 vs 12+15___Sucsess

Round 4: Ansel Attack (Throw Fighter)___Hit___Fighter Toughness 11 + 4 vs 20+15 +4 (Fighter Explodes)
Fighter Attack (6-1)+18 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-3)+14 vs 12+15___Sucsess
Fighter Attack (6-1)+8 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-3)+16 vs 12+15___Sucsess

Round 4: Ansel Attack/Grapple Roll 14+20 vs 2+9+6= Grapple Success
Fighter Attack (6-1)+14 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-3)+16 vs 12+15___Sucsess
Fighter (Grappled)

Round 5: Ansel Attack (Throw Fighter)___Hit___Fighter Toughness 11 + 4 vs 20+15 +4 (Fighter Explodes)
Fighter Attack (6-1)+20 vs 10 Hit___Ansel Toughness (20-3)

Round 6: Ansel Recovery Check 3+20 vs 10 Success (Injured -1)
Ansel Attack/Grapple Roll 14+20 vs 2+9+6= Grapple Success
Fighter (Grappled)
 
Interesting.
They are fleeing?

We identified ourselves Academy personnel, and even gave those men an out.
They must be fugitives..

Aach-Ti thought to himself for a time, standing silently. Turning to Kallard, he spoke,

They must be fugitives.
We had told them that we are Academy officials, and gave an out for surrender.
The only reason they have to run is fear of being captured.
I will infiltrate their minds for more information.

In the meantime, we need a way to stop them from entering hyperspace.
Sek! Can you get Kallard and Sara onto the ship?

If so, we need to disable their engines.
Or at least open up the airlock to let Ansel in.


With that, Aatch-Ti reached into the mind of the commanding officer and his navigation crew. He was looking for their purpose and where they are running to.
 
"I can get our little strike team in their, but disabling the engines...I know this ship doesn't have that kind of power to take out the engines. Well, not fast enough for us to catch up to it. If we could-wait no that can't-unless...! Aach-Ti! Patch me to Ansel!"
Aach-Ti stared at Sek for a moment, untill he realised the mental connection.
"Right, Ansel I'm going to fire a dead missle at'cha. Catch it, and shove it up their engine exhaust! It's the little steel pipe at the back with blue or pink fire coming out it.Take that spot out, and we could fly the whole fricken bird in their!"
"Or it could rupture the engines and make half the ship exposed to the vacuum of space."
"Only if the ship has the standard T-21 manual or automatic breaker systems. See normally if the engines get critical, that sends half the power just out and around, often times a T-21 breaker thinks the engines are there and keeps throwing energy out. Then other systems go into overload, or dont receive any power then they have to be opened immidiatly, still suckong everything out, but if they have the TU-82 breakers the ship couldn't overload the energy release that quickly not with duel invine-"
"Sek! Will it work?"
He turned and looked at the ship, and back to Aach-Ti, "87% positive sir! A ship that size is limited to T-21or a TU-82. There is a small chance it could have a custom job on it, but that's as low as a Toliab beating a Sparis in a fist fight."
"What about the airlock? It is still exposed."
"Then we'd be dealing with an incredibily tight corridor, limited soace, and who knows what they have in their. So do we want to deal with people shooting at us as soon as we get into the airlock, or several fighters and turrets shooting as us as soon as we get close?"
 
"Personally, I'm really liking the missile plan." Ansel said, not pausing from beating on the enemy craft.
 
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