A Glorious Reunion; The Moble Suit Wars (RP)

[serpington]

bio-mass saw wing zero leave the battlefield and sighed. he started moving back towards the fleet when he heard shinzuu's message. he looked over his shoulder intime to see the blast heading towards the ECA fleet. "hay assassin, do you think you could patch me through to that pilot?" "consider it done Marco." assassin connected bio-mass's radio to wing zero after a few seconds of trying "this mean we're good? or do you still wanna' go?" he asked turning around and starting to head back towards wing zero slowly. under his thick armour Marco's body was wearing out. biomass' reaction time started slipping, his vision fatigued. "so whats your decision, you coming with us, staying here or are you still going to fight?"

[Mizu]

Astonished with what he was hearing over the coms, he sat in his cockpit completely amazed at what they were doing “the years I’ve put into the ECAs army, starting from nothing but a trainee to the rank I am today, the countless souls I’ve token in their name, and am not even going to get paid for it?” his Mech was still logged into the ECAs main targeting computer, which also gave the positions of all ECA troops on the battlefield “it was time for a new job title anyways, maybe terrorist” he said as he stop targeting Vulpan Mechs and started targeting the ECA. To him it didn’t matter rather they were fur or human, wounded or fleeing, if anyone from the ECA was caught in his cross-hairs, they would suffer the same fate. One after another he picked off the ECA troops who were trying lay down cover fire to protect their fleeing brothers, the same people he had fought a long side with for years, people he trusted to watch his back, he sighed a little as he ended their lives.

[Hunter_Tier]

Fusalamee watched from his command platform as mechs came back bearing the dead, and dying mechs and thoes no worse for wear but missing a machine pilots. Many of the mercenaries were following the Allied mechs into flight bays while some were attempting to put up a fight and others just left to go ad find thier fortune elsewhere. "I will be speaking to the mercenary pilots that we were just engaugeing. I will expect nothing but professionalisim and courtousy to our guests. Wars are fought by two kinds of people. Soldiers who weald a weapon, and politocians who weald the will of the people. If we are to ever win we will have to fight that war on both fronts. I want a liason waiting for the mercenary pilots within the hangar to escort them to me. Have them come to the conference room." Fusalamee stepped down from the raised platform and began walking towards the conference room. He had a little time before the heavy fightinng was about to begin where he would be needed on the bridge but out of respect, he wanted to show thies men and women the face of the creature thay would be working for when the talks came to thier price.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Shinzuu heard the comm relay and keyed in his own radio, "That's a negative. The ECA may have made an enemy of me, but I will not have your kind colonizing our beautiful Earth. You were a decent fight, but you're not quite there." Switching off that line, he opened the rest of them, "Those of you mercenaries and soldiers who were abandoned by the ECA, I invite you to join me that we may continue to preserve our world. We will fight for our world, but we will also cleanse it from the human filth. If you are with me, rally up on my position. Echo One Charlie Three. I will provide you with enough cover and supplies as necessary." He keyed in the console and charged up one of the buster rifles, ready to kill any and all who would dare to interfere with those who chose to join him.

[serpington]

"psh, suit yourself. next time we meet, only one of us will be leaving the fight." he realised he wasn't talking to anyone but didn't care. bio-mass turned back towards the vulpa fleet and continued heading in.

once inside he walked over and practically collapsed onto the clamps that hold bio-mass up while he's being worked on. three of the four shi-ne-ki engineres quickly scrambled to connect thick cables and wires while sisy ran to bio-mass' back and opened him up. Marco was ejected, his consciousness slipping as the light hit his adjusting eyes, he tried to block out the light but couldn't move his arms. "get him to the medical bay! hurry! sisy called to a medical team nearby who quickly had Marco on a stretcher and on his way to the medical bay.