After the Reploid/Neo Arcadian Wars.

[Vosur Aekira]

((Those completely new to the RP refer to the OOC Companion thread.))

A 7'0 tall white wolf with black-metal legs looked at the the ruins of an old lab, exhaling in an exasperated manner before walking to the outer edge of the "wall" that remained to it. "Man, what I do for a measly buck... oh well. At least I'm not being hunted down for doing this and I sometimes get some good things out of finding old stuff." He walked somewhat softly for his legs being prosthetics, keeping his left hand on the hilt of a sword about his waist. "I wonder what good it'd have done me to get an administrative job or even being a mechanic?"

[Somebody]

The reploid mulled about in the lab, his sharp eyes looking over the various monitors displaying a wide range of information. His tail swishes back and forth as he looked over his creator's documents and security cameras. "Where have you gone master?" he wondered as he scanned the files. Though the room was pitch black save for the monitors he could see perfectly thanks to his robotic eyes, which displayed various targeting data and information as he looked around. On one of the monitors he glimpsed a light as coming from a flashlight approaching the warehouse that housed the secret lab. His eyes focused, scanning the monitor for details. "Possible infiltrators seeking my master's knowledge. They must be dealt with!" he concluded as he spun around and raced down the hall towards the exit. He was graceful for a machine, showing all the speed and agility of a raptor combined with the toughness of a tank. As he reached the surface he could hear them laughing, joking around as one of them held a bottle and sipped from it. "They mock my creator even now, their deaths will pay tribute." he thought as his eyes scanned them for weaponry which revealed knives only. "Low threat combatants" he muttered to himself as plasma grew from his knuckles forming long, deadly blades.

He leapt up into the air, shooting upward as if he were a rocket though hardly making a sound. A second later as one of the intruders raised his hand to drink, he landed behind him and thrust his blade right into the male's back. "Trespassers will be killed on sight" he buzzed as if taunting them as he cut them apart. His blades spun and flew as he tore them apart with little effort, all of them falling before they could even react to his presence. His eyes scanned them and found them to be teenagers. "The human's young have a tendency to defile and intervene where they are not needed." he concluded as he used his blades to disintigrate the bodies. He turned and walked back towards the entrance to the lab, confident of his duties being fullfilled once again.

[Renaud Magicpaw]

Seeing the raptor attack the teenagers, I silently curse. Stupid teens, at least they let me know about that threat.  I'll have to proceed with extreem caution now and move as if their are traps. Proceeding forward slowly and crouched I move closer to the warehouse but not toward the door.  By the way it attacked either that was just a random maveric or that reploid was protecting something.  Either way it is a fierce opponent and I don't want to have to kill it. Slinking silently up to the wall I crouch down by it and walk along the edge of the building, carefull not to touch the wall.

[Vosur Aekira]

He walked beyond the outer wall and into the first laboratory-like building cautiously, only to hear an odd voice and and the quickly-sickening sound of a organic bodies being defenseless against a plasma "saber-like" blade coming from a warehouse nearby to the east side. Shuddering a bit and looking around quickly, he gathered up whatever he could find information-wise, which were a few ancient information storage devices which survived the rigors of time, and then began to venture out of the ruined lab, stepping on a thick glass chemistry beaker on the way out of the building. "Darn it!" was all he said before taking off running, now no longer worried about being silent. "Whoever it was that was attacked didn't have time to react." he muttered to himself as he grabbed hold of his sword with one hand and with the other hand grabbing hold of a pistol-like object with his other hand while running to the outer wall.

[Renaud Magicpaw]

Quickly turning I see Vosur sprinting off.  Guess he made that noise, I'll just stay in this spot and let that other reploid chase him down so that I can see what is in here, maybe even see if he took cuircuit damage or not.  Crouching down as low as I can I get ready to run at a moments notice just in case, but hope that the reploid chases after Vosur.

[Somebody]

The Raptor reploid made his way silently back to the entranceway, unaware that he was being watched and confident that the area was clear. As he reached the door, a small pitch of glass breaking caught him and he turned abruptly towards the offending sound. His eyes scanned the area slowly, looking for a hint or vibration that might betray the suspect. "Come out and show yourself and face a quick death." he commanded taking a few more steps forward. He knew that if the one who broke the glass got away the secrets of his lab's location might be spread and without further notice he lept forward his hind plasma claws gripping the rundown wall of the warehouse. Using his legs he lept further upward till he crashed through the ceiling and he surveyed the landscape. "Where did you go" he said coldly as if expecting an answer.

[Vosur Aekira]

Hearing the voice yet again, he fired off his dash-jets for a moment and cut them off to allow himself to completely turn around without changing his velocity in mid-air and draw both of his weapons from their perspective holding areas as if he thought the one who killed the organics was right behind him, landing and skidding against the wettened grass with the soles of his feet as he kept the pistol at a high-ready position (pointed at the sky) and the straight-edged sword at a "thief's hold", dull edge going along the length of his arm. When he finally stopped, he started to edge backwards, checking behind him once in a while to make sure he did not bump into anything as he continued edging to the main entrance.

[Somebody]

Salissar scanned the building, looking for the telltale sign of an intruder, he could afford a single escapee with the knowledge of his master's secret lab. As he looked about he noticed some footprints, relatively new ones in the pattern of ones in a hurry. "Come out come out where ever you are" he mocked as he charged his blades and crept in the direction of the footsteps. He leaned against a wall and peeked out and sure enough the perpetrator stood there, pointing his weapon towards the sky.  He scanned the intruder for signs of weakness. He piicked up a can and tossed it away from his position to test the other's reactions.

[Vosur Aekira]

Now looking the raptor-like Reploid in the eyes, he brought the blade in front of him with the pistol aimed directly at him, fore and rear sights lined up almost perfectly as if to adjust for the slight wind that whipped around them. The arm that held the sword was also partially supporting the pistol, indicating a left-hand dominant hold and a right-eye aim for projectiles. Hearing the can bounce against the half-concrete, half-wettened marsh ground, his right ear followed it involuntarily, but his eyes were still locked down the sights. "I take it you're the 'Guardian'... your master was erased from the licensed-creator's database along with his name over 400 years ago... Project 'Revival' was made to be sounding like a fairy-tale since no physical proof of it ever came about after the government tried to wipe his existance from all known records."

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Zerrinnen's sensor's picked up on a random voice in the silence. "Project Revival." Sounded familiar. Where'd he hear it? His orange flourescents dimmed as he swam in lost data he had withheld over the years. Aha, there it was.. Project revivial. If he could have smiled, a broad one would have crept upon his face. He had been tipped that the area he was now in contained ancient prototype technology. Suddenly, a ripple initiated at the chameleon reploid's back and his body went completely invisible to the naked eye. He was going to be stealthy about it. Rumors of a guardian flared like an old ghost story about this supposedly nonexistant place. As he crept by his sensors picked up on a white wolf and another reploid.. A raptor reploid.. It had to be the guardian. The wolf would be a good distraction. Quietly, he began to sneak to the remains of the facility, careful to avoid the two until his tail tipped.. A can? As soon as it rattled, he configured himself to be completely invisible to every possible detection. He was sure he'd been detected.

[Somebody]

Salissar cautiously scanned the wolf, he didn't appear to be common rabble like most of the invaders and he also had a gun. While he had thick armor and could probably make it to the wolf with ease, he would sustain some damage and his resources were limited for repairs. As he scanned he detected something off to the side but its signature faded before he could get a fix. "Multiple hostiles" he exclaimed in a robotic and cold tone. Looking around he found a strong metal oil drum, analyzing it he cit it in half and held it like a shield then burst out of cover and raced at some speed towards the wolf his plasma claws and talons burning fiercely ready to kill.

[Vosur Aekira]

"Great, more interference..." he muttered as he heard the can from his ears turned towards the sound, his attention focused on the raptor Reploid who was charging him. He waited, grinning, until the last possible moment, quickly aiming and firing the Buster pistol at the ground between them to kick up mud and debris to possibly just hinder the reploid. Letting himself fall backwards with the recoil of the pistol, he slid on his back against the wet grass as he held up the sword in preparation if his opponent were to jump over that blast. "C'mon, c'mon..." he thought, his ears scanning the area for further sounds.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

The dust and debris hindered Zerrinnen's sight, but his sensors were sharper than ever. The raptor was charging at the wolf.. And also him since he was behind the wolf. Unfortunately, the dust only made him slightly visible to the naked eye, an almost ghostly outline marking his presence. Quickly, his tail curled around a chunk of brick and he hurled it at the raptor's head, hoping to at least help in hindering him. He crouched, then rolled out of the way at a 90 degree angle so that he was right even with the raptor.

[Somebody]

Salissar charged the wolf not with recklace abandon but with inhuman precision, the halved oil canister heating up against his claws forming a deadly red hot shield. The explosion of debris did little to hinder his targeting sensors. He rushed through the smoke which seemed to just melt around him and he hurled the glowing red chunk of metal at the wolf, at the same time reading his plasma claws to strike. Suddenly a brick struck him across the forehead, bouncing off the strong metal shell but disrupting his targeting sensors all the same. Only a second past between the contact of the brick and his aquiring of the chameleon repliod. With unmatched speed he came to a dead halt and launched himself at a 90 degree angle right at the chameleon. "Second target engaged" he computed his blades at the ready. His shell reflected light very well, appearing as a chrome-like sheen over hardened but maneuverable battle armor which made electronic tracking hard if not impossible. What he lacked in ranged firepower he made up for in close combat ability and speed. As he closed space his sensors scanned the invading reploid section by section. Its build was highly unlike his own and didn't register with any of his known designs in his databank.

[Vosur Aekira]

"What in blue blazes?" he muttered as he quickly got himself to his feet, both weapons at the ready again as he started moving away from the scene. Wet grass and mud slid off of Vosur's clothing and legs as he was keeping his focus on the Salissar, who changed direction instead of attacking the original target. He didn't know exactly what caused the Reploid to turn away, but the mention of a "second target" made him wonder who else was around. "Get out of here whoever you are!" he called out, not sure if he would be listened-to... but he took his aim at the ground in front of Salissar's intended destination and took a low-power blast to cause a distraction.