OPERATION SEXY MARIO: CONCLUSION

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Date & Time: Sept 19th
Location: The UE Holding Compound, and surrounding area.
Characters: Anyone being rescued, doing the rescuing, or doing the distracting.
Summary: There have been some slackers freeloading off the UE for the past couple weeks or so, so let's go drag them home.
Warnings: Likely violence! Let a mod know if we should update this.

Those meant for distraction and those meant for rescue alike are both loaded onto the same stolen highspeed train. It's a great distance to cover, but the train manages in just under two hours, and deposits both groups three miles from the Holding Compound — a desolate and cold area, with rocky, uneven ground, small but jagged hills well-scattered and covered in scraggly trees — and there they part ways.

The diversion is sent away north, to draw United Earth attention and aggression upward, further into the continent, while the rescue team takes a much slower and quieter route to approach the Compound from the south, closest to Exsilium. The rescue team's orders are to wait a full half hour, to be sure that all forces who can be drawn out of the Compound to meet the sudden onslaught from the north will have already left.

The diversion team won't have an easy job of it. The soldiers are heavily armed, and trained to fight to the death before they surrender. They're grouped in organized squadrons, about 20 in each, and seem to outnumber Transports by three to one. Scattered throughout these soldiers are the Masked, the UE's special forces. These soldiers strike with a deadly precision, enhanced speed and strength, and highly advanced weaponry. Also, oddly enough, they seem to have a few smaller members among them, standing about 4 feet tall, and wielding strange powers… Those familiar with the powers of their kidnapped friends may see distinct similarities.

The Compound itself, when the rescue team makes their way in, will be very quiet. All prisoners had been forced into locked rooms (together or separately — whatever was most convenient) before the soldiers had left to face the encroaching threat. There are still personnel left to man the base, of course, and a few of them are armed soldiers — but for the most part it's scientists and researchers. Careful, though. Even scientists and researchers are perfectly capable of sounding the alarm to bring back the armed threats.

Once everyone is out of the Compound, the train will begin running a return trip. It will be kept as long as possible, while the distraction teams sneak back from the battlefield in small groups, but it can't wait forever. Those on the battlefield for the longest, the hardest hitters or the most dedicated fighters, might just have to find another way home. So… any Transports with relocation abilities feel like lending a hand?

Comments

[taijiya]

[Sango doesn't seem to share much of Coby's qualms in regards to showing her hand. In fact, she can be seen interspersing the results of her training with him into her own techniques--an imperfect soru in launching herself at a soldier, a half-successful tekkai thrown up to block kicks and punches and sometimes even blades. Even lacking full capacity and precision that Coby can produce, the techniques are proving seriously helpful, and for this Sango is very glad.

Dinner is definitely on her, if they make it out of this alive.

She'll arrive onto the scene practically tackling one of the UE soldiers from behind, Kirara knocking down several with her own bounds.]

Coby! [She blocks a hit from a soldier behind and stamps the head of the one she tackled hard enough to incapacitate him at the very least.] You're alright, thank goodness.

[chore_boy]

[Coby rarely ever held back his full strength in his more intensive training sessions--though, Saber had been one of the few people he had to show that level of intensity. At the moment, Coby was left with numerous enemies of which he had no inclination to hold himself back. There were no innocents among them. Every single one of them was a massive danger to everyone he would have wanted to protect.

At that, Coby felt no qualms in demonstrating complete and utter brutality. As one of the modified Masked had begun channeling a mental impulse to try and stop the young marine--Coby swept in and swung his hand aside, a blade of wind ripping from his forearm down into the soldier's front and cutting him down in bloody ribbons before he could respond.

In the next gesture, Coby reared back with a blackened fist and threw it forward in a vicious Haymaker, sending up a twister of wind as he hurled a dozen more soldiers out of his way, each one battered just from the wind exuded from that swing. Though he sensed Sango, Coby didn't think at all to try and distract her by grabbing her attention. The moment she spoke up to him though, he looked aside to her.]

Miss Sango. [He paused, eyes suddenly drawn aside. Coby tensed only for a moment in brief focus.] Tekkai Gou.

[A Masked fell upon Coby and swung a superpowered fist right into his stomach--though it sounded as if he struck a reinforced battleship wall. When the Masked fell back, his arm was bent completely incorrectly, bone and blood visible through his ripped armor and clothes. In the next gesture, Coby reared back his right arm, plunging his blackened fist straight into the soldier's face, spearing his entire body into the dust before it went completely rigid.]

It's fortunate you learned as much as you have.

[taijiya]

[Miss still, really? Even now? Oh, Coby. She opts to intersperse her kicks with sword-slashes; she's got just enough time to see his last move and grimace. Fortunately he's managed to take out the only visible Masked for the moment.]

But not nearly as much as you.

[She flies into a soru-fueled roundhouse and clunks two soldiers in the heads hard enough to send them flying.]

[chore_boy]

I've trained with a monster. It's unfair to make that comparison, you know.

[To hint that he was one who operated with mercy said a lot about his own trainer. Had Garp been on the battlefield, the United Earth would have had to worry about their city being lifted and thrown into a valley.]

Though, I admit I've been breaching the gap I've sought to cross quicker than I anticipated. Sango--

[Coby turned on his heel, looking towards the growing front line of soldiers closing in on the two of them.]

I'll show you the seventh technique--something you should stride to master, yourself!

[taijiya]

Yes, I know.

[She pants to catch her breath, smearing blood off her cheek.]

The seventh? [Sango glances towards the front line. The odds... they're not looking good. Yet as she looks again to her pink-haired teacher, she's thinking that maybe it can be called into question just who the odds aren't looking good for.] Alright--shoot.

[chore_boy]

[If Coby approached a dozen soldiers, he would have exuded more caution than he already had. Though, as he stepped towards the current ranks, he seemed to be relaxed in his motions. He grounded his feet as the soldiers lined up all at once in a cautious approach to fire all at once.

In the next instant, Coby threw his arms forward, keeping them straight but parallel to one another. This was a technique he discovered purely by accident. Something not handed down in an official explanation, but rather a reflection of what he already knew from the other six techniques--]

Focus! [From his entire body there was a sudden explosion of air pressure. Coby directed it in one tunnel--his arms thrusting his technique in one direction. The pressure went 'through' half of the soldiers in an instant, sending them scattering with explosive force. Though it was not a terribly flashy technique-- a number of the soldiers fell over, vomiting blood from sudden traumatic internal injuries.]

[taijiya]

[She's not disappointed. Her stomach nearly turns with seeing the soldiers react; the attack implies its damage and it's not pretty.

Still.]

Amazing...

[chore_boy]

Hah... [Coby's vision went hazy a moment as the dust cleared, the other row of soldiers catching onto the repercussions of the attack in an instant. Coby raised his arms defensively--parrying two volleys of bullets with iron skin. He fell back a step, suddenly panting as if the wind were knocked out of them.]

[taijiya]

Coby!

[The hail of bullets concerns her, and she flings Hiraikotsu vertically in front of him to try and block any additional volley while he's out of breath.]

PYou can't take them on alone!

[She catches the returning Hiraikotsu with a single hand and draws one of her handguns from her waistband with another.]

[chore_boy]

I'm fine! [Coby protested in the next instant, though when he went to throw a punch towards a soldier, he completely missed. His eyes widened, realizing something drastically had gone wrong. His legs were fine. His hands moved properly, but the world was tilted at an angle. His technique--

The damage went to his center of gravity and balance. He damaged one of his inner ears. The butt of a gun crashed against Coby's cheek in a serious counterattack and with a sickened crack, he felt his head whip back and blood come free from his lips. Seeking balance, Coby fell back on one foot and in sequence, he jabbed his index finger into the offender's chest.]

Finger Bullet...! [The soldier fell back, gasping in pain as Coby's finger sunk beneath skin, flesh and straight through his bone. Ripping his finger free with some struggle, Coby stumbled away and in Sango's direction, right as more soldiers closed in, attempting to make formation on them.]