Tech-Support

[Angel]

*Embris entrance causes quite a stir in the big cavern like room and whispers run like wildfire. Angel spins around, still furious, to see what the commotion is about. as the path clears between Angel and her heartsister her face drops, the room goes strangley silent except for the clacking of Embris hooves.

She steps forwards and takes in the damage on Embris flanks. she reaches slowly sideways and grabs an officer by his collar, dragging him seemingly without any effort to her*

go to the lab. get the black box. NOW.

*she drops him and walks towards her sister, wrapping her arms around her head.*

~its ok now, you did good old girl, you saved them. thank you... how bad are you hurt? ask yourself, and that voice will tell me ok?~

*she speaks to her like one would to a child and strokes her cheek comfortingly. she spares a glance for the mess of a human that lies on the stone floor, a few lights still blink and Angel orders it pulsed. Angel then steps around Embri, running her hands tenderly over her skin and taking stock of the damage by feel. a large bruise on her chest with broken circuits, a deep flesh wound on her shoulder, but what worries her most is the leg, it is bent wrongly and there is heavy brusing and she is bleeding copiously from the torn flesh.*

~i'll fix you in no time i promise~

(( Pulsed: the proccess of uing an electromagnetic pulse to disable electronics))

[Embri]

~Ask? Voice?~ Embri frowns, concentrating on Angel's instructions.

~How badly hurt?~ Nothing. Embri tries again.
~How damaged?~ Still nothing. "Hurrr!"
~Damage!~ the unisus thinks.

~Damage report?~ The flat voice finally responds.
~Yes. Damage report.~ Embri queries.
~Primary and secondary power systems intact. Tertiary systems inoperative on right side, rear quadrant. Self repair diagnostics failed. Probable loss of tertiary systems suspected. Main power stable at 71%. Biological damage detected on right side, rear quadrant. Muscle damage, serious, bone damage, moderate and tissue damage, severe. Biological recovery acceleration failed due to loss of tertiary systems.~

Embri shook her head and leaned against Angel, uncomprehending of the information being poured into her mind.

~Hurrrts.~ Embri sighs quietly, flinching as her heart sister's fingers probe gently for damage.

[Cirrial]

Elsewhere, far above the rebel base and warren of tunnels....

Glasses clink, bubbling merrily with champagne and rosée wine. The gentle murmur of polite conversation is broken by the occasional laugh and a flash of richly coloured fabric amongst the guests.

The ruler of this little party is easy to spot amongst the political hopefuls. He stands somewhat apart, attended by a small army of servants, staring out the curved glass windows that overlook the city below.

His reverie is broken by the appearance of his most trusted aide at his elbow, hovering politely.

"What is it?" The somber man asks, not even bothering to glance behind him. There are very few reasons anyone would dare disturb him, and he already has a very good idea of what his aide is about to say.

"Apologies, Joutei-sama, but you requested to be notified of any developments ... about the tunnel project."

"So I did." The man replies to his aide. "What is the news?"

"You ... you may wish to review the feeds yourself, my lord." The aide bows, dropping his gaze.

"Mm... that bad, is it? All right. I care little for these parties anyway. Convey my humble apologies to all the guests, houkounin."

He strode out of the party room the long, deep purple overcoat swirling around his sides. His aides scrambled to open the doors and fall into line behind their master.

Within minutes, the rapid elevator had delivered him into his own private sanctuary, and the city lord dismissed his aides with a wave of his hand. He sat as still as a statue as the camera feeds from grunts, recon teams and his Lieutenant were fed into the many monitors around him.

When the monitors finally went dark, one by one, he sat in the plush leather chair for some time, contemplating all he had learned. Interesting.... very, very interesting.... The failure of Liearia was disappointing, but there was no need to administer punishment. That... creature had done an admirable job. His mind raced with thoughts. A few strokes on his keypad brought up various images of the equine.

A less refined man would have been salivating, but the lord simply sat and thought rapidly. He had not felt this alive in a very long time. Here was a prize worthy of his collection, this ... ki-rin. A real, live ki-rin. Long thought extinct, possibly the last of it's kind. And there it was, right beneath his feet. He stared at Embri's image on his monitors, studying her from every angle.

With another stab at his keypad, the city lord issued a new order. "Bring me the equine, undamaged, at any cost... I do not care how you do it. If you can destroy the rebels at the same time, even better, but I want the Ki-rin." With another jab, he closed off the channel, a faint smile across his lips.

Everyone knew that what Joutei-san wanted, Joutei-san would get. One way or another.

[LordPsycho]

Monica continued to face resistance from the D.O.G. Forces on her gate. Szri has bolted off after getting some communique about an Embri, after which another battalion of Driod troops started storming the gate she was at.

These were no problem to deal with, being so far below Psychotopia's normal standards. She had placed about five mini-turrets around here so that it appeared that there were six shooters defending the gate, as opposed to the one. They did their job effectively, knocking out droid troops while being small enough to avoid the bulk fo the fire.

She was still concerned. Something about this Embri rang familiar. She remembered reading some communique from Central Command about Dau'Pays dealings with an entity named Embri...something about declaring an heir to his throne...but they surely couldn't be dealing with the Same Embri...could they?

It was about then that Forty interrupted her train of thought, as well as caused her to pull right on a shot and miss a shot (the turret to her left thankfully saved her hide there).

"Excuse me, Monica", her AI program said, "But it appeares you have a Class I message from Dau'Pay."

'Damnit! He must have found out...If I ever figure out how he does that, I'll make a mint. Hold off the message...stall until I finish this troop off."

"Aye Aye Monica," Forty noted, then blinked off.

[Angel]

*Angel listens carefully to the report and frowns. the tertiary systems will take a while to fix and may have to wait for now, the bleeding is to heavy. not to mention the cross contamination between blood and computer fluids... she hugs Embris head and strokes her neck in her custiomery manner*

~i know it hurts, bear with it for now i'll get you someting to make it stop~
wheres that kit?!

*the officer rushes forwards with a black box almost bigger than he is. she is covered in blood and looking very dangerous, he puts it carefuly on the floor and leggs it. she grumbles and hauls it open, pulling out lots of telascopic drawers full of nastly looking bits of gear. she takes out a jar of catgut and a spool of needles. with out turning away from her preperations she talks to Embri*

~Bree, i need you to lie down on your left side, slowly now, so i can fix it, ok? now...~

*she takes out a slightly blue vial of liquid and a syringe, drawing a plunger full carefully and then slipping the needle under her skin.*

~this'll make you a bit sleepy but it'll stop you hurting, i need you to stay awake for me though~

*she takes up the thread and begins to pull muscles and skin back together with fierce concentration. ocasionaly she pauses to stroke Embris flanks.*

[Embri]

Embri huffs and lays down on the cool metal and concrete floor, rolling onto her left side obligingly.

She rolls her eyes in distress as Angel pulls out a syringe, but doesn't budge from the floor at her side. The sight of surgical equipment sends her equine instincts into panic, and had it been anyone other than her heart sister holding them, it was doubtful the mare would have held still for long.

~alarm - hurt - scared~ Embri's weary mind settles for feelings over thoughts.


The unisus flinches as the needle slides into the large vein running down her neck. Within moments, she begins to relax, muscles unclenching one by one as the drugs do their work.

~awake...? mmm... ~ Embri thought sleepily. She curled her neck against Angel's side uttering various quiet sounds of distress.

[Angel]

*Embri's fear makes her jumpy and she has to lay down the imstruments and just hug her, burrying her face in her mane, for a while. she draws a long breath then swaps the needle for a set of welding pads and new nerve interfacers. with great care and concern she pulls the circuits over the damaged flesh and reconnects them one by one. it takes her a long time but finaly they are ready to be brought online*

~this'll feel a bit weird... there. try to move your hoof...~ *she connects the last conduit and the entire network boots up again, blue light spreads and the ragged sparking turns into a solid flow. the little channels have already begun to repair themselves, with the joints made by Angel smoothing over and meshing cleanly.*

~tertiary systems back online: efficiency 87%. esstimated time to full operations: 14:23 minutes. approximate time to BioRecovery: 48 minutes~

*Angel sighs heavily and hugs Embris neck*

*ahem* Ma'am- i mean Sir, requesting orders...

*she looks for the source of the voice and sees a young luitenant saluting nervously.*

~i have some things i need to do but im not going anywhere, im staying right here. you can rest now, have a nice long sleep if you want..~ *she strokes Embris long face and hugs it again before turning to the small group of superior officers. she sighs and sits cross legged, motioning them to do the same. her neurological computers have been feeding her the raw data entered into the computers and she has a rough idea of what is going on but she needs details and her officers provide her with reports on casualties, the wounded and the remaining pockets of fighting.

every so often her eyes stray to the dead body of the D.O.G, now being swarmed on by technicians and salvagers. it preys on her mind that if Embri hadnt woken then it could be her who was dead and mutilated on an enimies floor right now. she shakes the thought, hat if's are a dissadvantage in this kind of warfare. she keeps one hand on Embris comforting bulk throughout, a sign not unnoted by the people surrounding them.*

[Embri]

~ Mwrrrr! Tickles!~ Embri snorts and squirms a bit as Angel reconnects her power conduits and circuits. The mare sighs with relief as sensation returns to her damaged hind leg, flexing her hoof obligingly.

With a great sigh, Embri lays her head across Angel's lap like an oversize puppy and closes her eyes, absently lipping the coarse fabric of her jumpsuit. The equine's mind settles down into a pleasant swirl of ~here - now - together - good~

She barely acknowledges the presence of anything around her save for Angel. As one of the lieutenants approaches a bit too close for Embri's tastes, she extends one of her wings and rattles the blood stained crystal panes with a snap.

The human jumps back a bit, much to Embri's satisfaction. She resettles her wings, opening one eye to glare sleepily.

~MY Angel...~ She broadcasts, nostrils flaring.

[Sephirothsicase]

*Szri had trouble getting the message through, he got "Let go" and "Officer" but he still hated taking orders, he began the long, lengthy and almost philisophical question about why he did it. So he squeezed the mans neck harder before pushing him forwards, the motors in his arm forced him a few meters forwards. He sat still in a small pool of the luminious blue liquid and ran through his database. He began speaking plainly, like*

Primary objective: Complete: Succesfully engage the enemy and repel the attack.
Secondary objective: Failed: Remove the bombs from the door of the base.

* the men surrounding him had heard, and gotten the idea, he smiled in a weird sadistic way before glancing at the second in command.*

Tick tock gentlemen...

*He stood up as the rest hurried away, picking up his large Laz-sword before stumbling over to his quaters, he needed to fix himself, and that was what he would do. As soon as he got into his room, a teenage girl looking somewhat around 14-16 stood up from a computer and placed a pair of black, moon-rimmed glasses on her face, she had blonde hair, and was clothed in a elegent looking shirt and skirt. Her blue shoes tapped against the metal floor as she approached Szri.*

Girl: So, What happened this time?
Szri: Shotgun.
Girl: Ouch.... Get in your chair and Ill help patch you up.

*Szri sighed slightly, small drips of the blue liquid were all over the floor. He sat in a black, metallic chair with weird looking instruments coming out of it, while the girl began typing something into a computer next to it.*

Girl: Well... this shows that your supply is fine... you seem better than you look...
Szri: Dont care.
Girl: I know you wouldnt, but I am here to make sure that you are patched up wether you like it or not.
Szri: Oh well, must be a boring job.
Girl: Just be glad that I woke up today, youll thank me in the morning.
Szri: Hmph, I bet, "Oh Caitir, thank you for dragging a metal corpse onto a chair and making him live for a few more moments"..
Caitir: Oh shutup, dont talk like that.

*She jabbed a small, pronged instrument into his arm annoyingly.

Szri: Ow.
Caitir: Good, Well you can still feel!
Szri: Shut up...

[Angel]

*the snap of Embri's wing makes her hug her almost convulsivley and she stares around for the source of distress, the luitenant feels the full force of Angels glare and gulps.

Angels heart begins to slow again and she snuggles in Embris fur, listening to the reports on the battle. too many dead... good men and women... 63 never fighting again, 97 wounded, 6 criticaly, and two lost tunnels... not to mention the computer system which cost much to make and had saved many in the past. she sighs heavily and hugs Embri for comfort again befor giving out the orders.*

ok, send the repair teams to those secondary tunnels, there is no fighting left there. see what you can do about the computer link ups and the wireless system, leave the hardware in the interface for now.

*she positions her troups where they can get supplies but are still readily deployable, anouther attack could be devistating if the let their guard down and she makes very sure that this dosent happen.*

[Embri]

Embri nuzzles her bondmate, sharing the sense of loss she feels at the death of her fellow rebels.

~Angel sad... Bri sad too. Bad fight, many many bad people...~

The unisus sighs as Angel finishes giving out her orders, and rises back up onto her hooves. She snorts and shakes her mane wearily, sticky and tangled from her fights.

~Angel? I'm hungry... belly empty.~ Embri looked at her friend plaintively. ~And I still don't understand... what happened to me?~


The mare fidgets on her hooves back and forth, vaguely disquieted by the enclosed spaces of the rebel base.

[GBE]

((Sorry about my delay in posting... Hopefully we can get this back on track... The difference between Dog and his squad and the D.O.G's is that Dog and his squad are actually canines splice with machinery from a young age, and grown into the tech components, becoming large powerful robo-dogs if you will.

Great for general dispensing, expensive, but powerful war machines that are easily trained, and don't need paying to train or fight, just food and a good rewards for their behaviour.

Far superior to their humanoid counterparts who have fewer sensitive senses, and are more prone to react to emotion than a canine out to kill. They are still working for D.O.G and the government, but they are a top secret project dispensed to finally clear out the tunnels once and for all....))

As Dog was approachig Gerrard, a new set of instructions were delivered to the squad. Dog growled and barked at his troop, and they backed of, as a second troop of six canines dropped in and cornered Gerrard, he was either going to help or die.

Dog turned, and recieving the data that had been transmitted by the woman who battled Embri, the squad of eight at first gently trot and then begin to run towards their prey, their target, Embri. As they proceed, rebels attempt to engage them, their bullets riccocheing of the canines armour. Some of the canines break off and kill some of the rebels savagely biting them around the throat tearing their juggulars and causing them to bleed to death.

The squad slows down their pace as they reach a corner. They can smell equine blood. Fanning out, Dog takes a lead position, with two others to his side but just slightly behind. One is directly behind him, with the rest forming a similar formation behind them.

All of them remain quiet, slowing their breathing and quietly walk around the corner, the pads on their feet, slowly wearing, but allowing them to still remain quiet for the time being. These giant canine tanks if you will show themselves to Embri and Angel. Dog barks for attention, demanding attention. The equine, their prey, will go with them, whether she wants to or not.....

[Angel]

((did you just walk into a heavily fortified base surrounded by soldiers and electronic monitoring equipment in a single post? *slightly baffled* when an entire regiment of forces couldnt... ))

*Angel stands up too, now the attack is over she can relax a little. Embri's question makes her sigh heavily*

~come, lets find some food and i'll explain. then maybe i'll rub you down, how does that sound?~

*with one hand on Embri's shoulder she leads her away from the centre of activity, on the way she stops a kid and sends him to get some rations. the rebelion isnt well provisioned by any means, it runs on dried meat, horsebread and coffie. every now and then a raid will be successful and they get something a little better but its not often or regular, the government tries its best to starve the entire movement.

the boy returns quickly enough even so with a loaf of the heavy bread and some dried meat, Angel dosent really want to know what animal it comes off, something with green blood aparently. she hands a strip to Embri and breaks of a lump of bread for herself.*

~as for what happened... you grew old, Bree, you got weak... you couldnt draw on the leylines anymore. you where going to die... *her voice catches* so i made you a new body, and a new power source, its as close as i could make it to you from before. but you shouldnt have woken up yet, i think thats why you dont remember properly.

[Embri]

~Mwrrrr! Yes!~ Embri nods her head happily. ~All sticky and stiff.~ She sniffs the dried meat Angel hands her curiously.

~Food?~ Dubiously, the unisus chews on the dried strips. ~Not very tasty... ~ Embri sighs and swallows as she walks beside Angel. Her disappointment is quickly replaced by Angel's sorrow.

~Shani, don't be sad!~ She extends one wing to encircle her friend but reconsiders, folding the crystal panes back again and nuzzling Angel's shoulder. ~I... don't remember... but it's okay.... doesnt matter. Old.... everything gets old, eventually. But what happened to the trees and sky and wind? Where's outside?~

[Angel]

*she laughs softly* ~i know its not so good as the owls from home buit its all we've got right now, we have to make do~

*she rubs her bondmates muzzle then hugs her again.* ~here its not so much outside as up-side, we're a long way underground in a huge tunnel system which goes for miles. above is a city, full of choking polution and broken men, its disgusting. there is barley enough honour above ground to make a hat. there where trees once here but i havent seen them for a long time, alot has happened and all of it has been here.

*she breaks away to rummage in a bag as she speaks* as for why we're here rather than in the open skies.. i have a score to settle here. neither of us are who we used to be, the poeple up there are bad men, cruel and selfish and greedy to the point of it being a disease.

ah!
*she finds what she has been looking for and pulls out a curry comb and an old horse brush. she begins to tease all the blood and tangles out of Embris fur and mane*
while i was looking for a cetrain item for your.. body i met one of these so called men, though they dont deserve even that, huh. he said he wanted to help, "false face doth hide what false heart doth know". that says it all really.