Hi! As some of you know, I've recently been posting MGLN fics over at ff.net, and more than one person (markesellus and RadiantBeam among them) mentioned that I should take a look over here. So I did. And after I picked my jaw up off the floor at the sheer amount of Nanoha fiction here (and all the familiar names...), I decided to sign up. So here I am!
*ducks*
Um, and since it's customary to bring gifts or something...at least in some cultures...some of which I may have heard of...here's a little something. It started out being one of the "Vivio's Magical Omake Theater!" bits that I clip onto the end of my Nanoha fics, but it got kind of out of hand until it was a story of its own. So...um, it's a good way to see if I've managed to figure out how to make these spoiler tags work?
Anyway, it takes place in, sort of, my own future-Vivio continuity, now on its second story.
Spoiler for How Reputations Are Made:
The giant hammer, its head ten feet long and four across, its tip a spinning drill, reared up in the sky.
"Limit Break!" shouted the petite redhead holding the handle. The hammer head rose and fell three times, popping out spent cartridges. "Destruction Hammer!"
The blonde teenager facing her grinned, her heterochromatic red and green eyes alight with the joy of battle. "Parisfal! Now!"
The vambrace on her upper right arm ratcheted up and down three times of its own, spitting out brass. The jeweled setting flickered royal blue.
"Stahl-Festung!"
Irresistible force met immovable object. The ultimate magical attack of the Iron Hammer Knight, Vita, collided with the ultimate magical defense of her student, Takamachi Vivio. The resulting explosion was deafening, a blaze of white light blotting out everything.
When the dust cleared, they lay at opposite ends of a thirty-foot crater blown in the training ground surface. Shaking her head to clear the cobwebs, Vivio tried to stand but a searing pain in her lower right leg made her sit back down.
"Oh, man," she groaned, then raised her voice. "Hey, Vita-sensei, can you give me a hand? I think I broke my tibia again."
"You're getting slack, kid. I keep telling you not to brace off your back foot like that when you're taking a hit that might get through."
"Sorry." It was a bad habit and she knew it.
"I'll be there in a sec."
Vita wobbled her way over.
"Can you pop my shoulders back in?"
"Both?"
"Hey, that shield of yours gives as good as it gets."
Vivio smiled at the compliment.
"Okay." Vita extended her arms; Vivio took them, braced her good foot in Vita's belly to hold her body in place, and yanked. There was an audible pop and both shoulder joints slipped back into place. That done, Vita helped Vivio stand up and let the taller girl put an arm around her for support.
"We," Vita summed it up, "are a mess." She smiled and added, "Nice fight, kid."
"Thanks, sensei." Vivio smiled back. They really were two of a kind, she thought, Belkan mage-knights and close-combat specialists, though their particular approaches to battle were almost mirror images. Vita came on like a relentless machine, crushing anything stupid enough to get in her way, while Vivio put herself in her enemy's path and let them shatter themselves on her shield walls. They'd been mentor and pupil for five years. Better than that, they were friends.
At the entrance to the training ground, they passed five white-shirted privates, there for their own morning training session, who watched them with stunned faces. Clearly they'd seen most of the mock battle on the monitor screens.
"Go get the car, willya?" Vita asked. "And call up Shamal and tell her she'll need to patch us up again?"
"Why me?"
"She'll give you less grief over it."
"All right."
Vita handed her Graf Eisen and Vivio hobbled off, using the warhammer as a makeshift cane.
"I...is that the kind of thing we'll be learning, ma'am?" one of the braver recruits dared to ask.
Vita shook her head.
"Nah, I'm strictly the second string as a teacher. You'll be studying under Nanoha. She's way harder than I am, but she's the kid's mom, so she was afraid she'd pull her punches. Hey, Vivio, you building that car from scratch?"
"In a minute! You want to try driving a stick shift with a broken leg?"
"Sure, if they'd put the pedals where someone my size can reach."
A quarter of an hour later, a thirty-year-old brunette walked up to the training grounds, her white uniform shirt and blue skirt crisp and neatly pressed, a sunny smile on her face.
"Good morning!" she greeted her fresh class of recruits. "My name is Takamachi Nanoha, and I'm going to be the combat instructor for--" She broke off her speech, not wanting to talk over the screams the sound of her name had triggered, and surveyed the damage. Three students had fainted outright while the other two cringed in horror against the far wall. A rising acrid stench told Nanoha that a loss of bladder control had hit at least one, probably more. She hung her head and sighed.
"Mou, Vivio, do you have to do this to every new class?"
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A/N: Just wait until she finds out what they did to the training ground! German translations again courtesy of my own brutal ignorance and Google.
Anyway, so, hi!
Welcome to the fanfiction thread, have fun post lost and forget your sanity at the door... wait dezopenguin... ZOMG you are the one that writes those Grim grimmoire fics!!You are in the Nanoha fandom now!? (havent checked FFnet in a while)... errh fanboyness aside welcome.
Hi! As some of you know, I've recently been posting MGLN fics over at ff.net, and more than one person (markesellus and RadiantBeam among them) mentioned that I should take a look over here. So I did. And after I picked my jaw up off the floor at the sheer amount of Nanoha fiction here (and all the familiar names...), I decided to sign up. So here I am!
*ducks*
Um, and since it's customary to bring gifts or something...at least in some cultures...some of which I may have heard of...here's a little something. It started out being one of the "Vivio's Magical Omake Theater!" bits that I clip onto the end of my Nanoha fics, but it got kind of out of hand until it was a story of its own. So...um, it's a good way to see if I've managed to figure out how to make these spoiler tags work?
Anyway, it takes place in, sort of, my own future-Vivio continuity, now on its second story.
Spoiler for How Reputations Are Made:
The giant hammer, its head ten feet long and four across, its tip a spinning drill, reared up in the sky.
"Limit Break!" shouted the petite redhead holding the handle. The hammer head rose and fell three times, popping out spent cartridges. "Destruction Hammer!"
The blonde teenager facing her grinned, her heterochromatic red and green eyes alight with the joy of battle. "Parisfal! Now!"
The vambrace on her upper right arm ratcheted up and down three times of its own, spitting out brass. The jeweled setting flickered royal blue.
"Stahl-Festung!"
Irresistible force met immovable object. The ultimate magical attack of the Iron Hammer Knight, Vita, collided with the ultimate magical defense of her student, Takamachi Vivio. The resulting explosion was deafening, a blaze of white light blotting out everything.
When the dust cleared, they lay at opposite ends of a thirty-foot crater blown in the training ground surface. Shaking her head to clear the cobwebs, Vivio tried to stand but a searing pain in her lower right leg made her sit back down.
"Oh, man," she groaned, then raised her voice. "Hey, Vita-sensei, can you give me a hand? I think I broke my tibia again."
"You're getting slack, kid. I keep telling you not to brace off your back foot like that when you're taking a hit that might get through."
"Sorry." It was a bad habit and she knew it.
"I'll be there in a sec."
Vita wobbled her way over.
"Can you pop my shoulders back in?"
"Both?"
"Hey, that shield of yours gives as good as it gets."
Vivio smiled at the compliment.
"Okay." Vita extended her arms; Vivio took them, braced her good foot in Vita's belly to hold her body in place, and yanked. There was an audible pop and both shoulder joints slipped back into place. That done, Vita helped Vivio stand up and let the taller girl put an arm around her for support.
"We," Vita summed it up, "are a mess." She smiled and added, "Nice fight, kid."
"Thanks, sensei." Vivio smiled back. They really were two of a kind, she thought, Belkan mage-knights and close-combat specialists, though their particular approaches to battle were almost mirror images. Vita came on like a relentless machine, crushing anything stupid enough to get in her way, while Vivio put herself in her enemy's path and let them shatter themselves on her shield walls. They'd been mentor and pupil for five years. Better than that, they were friends.
At the entrance to the training ground, they passed five white-shirted privates, there for their own morning training session, who watched them with stunned faces. Clearly they'd seen most of the mock battle on the monitor screens.
"Go get the car, willya?" Vita asked. "And call up Shamal and tell her she'll need to patch us up again?"
"Why me?"
"She'll give you less grief over it."
"All right."
Vita handed her Graf Eisen and Vivio hobbled off, using the warhammer as a makeshift cane.
"I...is that the kind of thing we'll be learning, ma'am?" one of the braver recruits dared to ask.
Vita shook her head.
"Nah, I'm strictly the second string as a teacher. You'll be studying under Nanoha. She's way harder than I am, but she's the kid's mom, so she was afraid she'd pull her punches. Hey, Vivio, you building that car from scratch?"
"In a minute! You want to try driving a stick shift with a broken leg?"
"Sure, if they'd put the pedals where someone my size can reach."
A quarter of an hour later, a thirty-year-old brunette walked up to the training grounds, her white uniform shirt and blue skirt crisp and neatly pressed, a sunny smile on her face.
"Good morning!" she greeted her fresh class of recruits. "My name is Takamachi Nanoha, and I'm going to be the combat instructor for--" She broke off her speech, not wanting to talk over the screams the sound of her name had triggered, and surveyed the damage. Three students had fainted outright while the other two cringed in horror against the far wall. A rising acrid stench told Nanoha that a loss of bladder control had hit at least one, probably more. She hung her head and sighed.
"Mou, Vivio, do you have to do this to every new class?"
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A/N: Just wait until she finds out what they did to the training ground! German translations again courtesy of my own brutal ignorance and Google.
Anyway, so, hi!
OO You're here now. AWESOME! I love your stuff particularly your grim grimorie ones. *fanswords*
Like everyone's been sayin' come check out the IRC.
Update on my shiz: I've been really bogged down with projects lately (RL ones) =-= hopefully my life will be less frantic by the end of next week.
three fics? mind telling where to find those? it's hard enough to see a F and H fic, any suggestion for that as well?
Search throught this thread. One is Knight of L-sama's Feito no Hana, second is Satashi's short one and thirds ... I wish I remember name or author.... maybe 70 or 80 pages back (with maximum posts on page) who knows...
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Well, I don't know if Feito no Hana really counts. I mean, it started as Fate/Hayate, but well... you can't have Fate without Nanoha... if you're going for subtext (as you would have to to search for Fate/Hayate), you can't just pretend Fate/Nanoha doesn't exist at any level.
Now that you mention it tho... Fate/Hayate isn't a real common pairing, is it?
Well, I don't know if Feito no Hana really counts. I mean, it started as Fate/Hayate, but well... you can't have Fate without Nanoha... if you're going for subtext (as you would have to to search for Fate/Hayate), you can't just pretend Fate/Nanoha doesn't exist at any level.
Now that you mention it tho... Fate/Hayate isn't a real common pairing, is it?
I've seen a few Fate/Hayate fics, but they're few and far between. The one I found on FF.net was from Nanoha's POV and it was mainly unrequited/angsty NanoFate as she watched Fate being happy with Hayate.
I'd like to see more of it. It's an interesting pairing.
As Nanoha made the trek to the small room she shared at one of the Residencies in the evening, she began to contemplate why she signed up for the mission. It was risky given not even her supervisor knew much about what they were to be doing or what they were to be driving. Granted it was to be via remote control they still had to be within transmission range. And it was to be at Eden of all places. Her birth place filled with memories of family and friends. She paused her steps for a moment. Friends...Fate. Had she gotten out of Eden when they evacuated? With the communication satellite down she had no means to contact her. Even more so she had no idea where she was on the planet, let alone if she was alive at all. But she had Hayate and her relatives there with her. They would look after each other, especially with Hayate's uncle Gil on the Eden Council. He definitely would make sure that they would have gotten out.
The brownish-red door in front of her broke her train of though. Apparently she had started walking again and ended up back at her place. The door parted and granted her access to the small space she shared.
"Ah, welcome back Nanoha!"
A smile came to the girl's face. It was a simple greeting, but to her it reaffirmed that she was home. Plymouth was her home. It was where her family and friends were. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, someday, the two colonies would reconcile and then they could all be together again. For now she had her mind on the upcoming mission. She didn't want to worry anyone so she decided to keep quiet about it.
"Thanks, Arisa-chan. It was Suzuka-chan's turn to cook tonight, right?"
A week passed by with no word about the mission. The day before those who volunteered got messages to meet at the Vehicle Factory at noon. Nanoha guessed that they would be starting the recon mission that day. As noon rolled around, she gave excuses to her friends that she was being sent off on a scouting mission for new mining locations to ward off any suspicions of her disappearance. It was easily accepted since she had gone on similar assignments before. For her it wasn't a complete lie. She was going out on a scouting mission; it just wasn't for mining locations.
Arriving at the Vehicle Factory, she was instructed to wait in one of the meeting rooms with the others. Inside she saw maybe about a dozen or so volunteers like herself. She only recognized one of them, Vice, from having worked with him before. It didn't surprise her that Vice would have volunteered for the mission. He had been assigned to assist with expansion of the colony's tubes the past few weeks and he had been quite...imaginative in profession his frustration over the boring assignment as of late. Small talk emerged between the room's occupants, mostly on their theories about what the new vehicle they would be operating would be. Some suggested it would be some kinda subterranean transport while others a giant mobile base they required all of them to operate it. Then there was Vice who was hoping for some kind of flying vehicle, like a helicopter he had seen in the archives. The conversations quickly died down as several security personnel entered the room. Seeing all eyes on them, the apparent leader spoke up.
"First, I would like to thank all of you for volunteering to participate in this mission. Now, I'm sure all of your know where we are heading. Why we are doing is for information. Several people on the council believe that the evacuation of Eden had something to do with their research in the Advance Labs. Our mission is to head in and use modified Scouts to scan and transmit whatever data we can find from their four labs."
The main screen in the room flared to life. One of the other security personnel brought up what appeared to be a satellite picture of the colony.
"We have the coordinates for their labs. However there appears to be some kind of damage to all the structures in the colony. Their power plants are still online which means the labs are still powered. While that makes our job easier of just having to scan the labs, it also limits out timetable. One of their Advance Labs shows to have extensive damage leading us to believe their might be volatile materials inside and could cause the labs to explode. If that is the case, we need to retrieve the data before that happens."
Two pictures came up above the fist, displaying some weird structure that looked like a radar dish and another of a vehicle with a dish mounted to it.
"What we also found were these. Based on what we were able to gather these things you see here...are weapons." A collective gasp came from the workers in the room. "From what we were able to gather these appear to be some kind of laser-based weapon system that Eden has deployed around the colony. They also seem to have adapted it to a mobile platform. A Scout we sent in earlier was attacked when it came within range of these weapons. Another Scout observed the lasers attacking a large piece of metal that fell from a structure, leading us to believe that they are aggressive to anything that moves. Why they are programmed to that we don't know. What it does is make this mission even more dangerous."
A hand came up from one of the workers. "But with these weapons around the labs, how will we be able to retrieve the data?"
"Ah, good question. That is where the new vehicle you will be operating comes in."
All the image son the screen were closed and replaced with a slow-spinning 3-D model. It was a 6-wheeled vehicle with a lean frame. A cab for one or two people could be seen integrated into the single body. It looked strikingly similar to the armed vehicles in the Eden picture except for the device mounted to it. Instead of the radar dish it had what could be described as a large cylinder mounted to it.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Microwave Lynx. The concept from what images we could get of Eden's version were used to develop this. It is an agile chassis armed with a focused-microwave projection weapon. They can be driven manually inside or via remote control. These will be our escort into Eden and what you will be operating."
That revelation got the workers talking. The idea of Eden having weapons, let alone Plymouth developing their own was a shock. Why would they need such a thing? And now here they were asked to operate these things. Was Eden planning on starting a war? Just what were they researching in those labs to warrant such a development? Emotions were mixed on the situation.
"We will be heading out in a half hour. They operate no different then what you have driven before though we will be instructing you on weapon operation en route. I will leave it to you to discuss driving roles."
A) Choose to operate a Scout
B) Choose to operate a Microwave Lynx
C) Change to Fate's PoV
So I started chapter 1 for Bless the Broken Road, though the beginning is mainly a flashback sequence that explains a few details. Still, I'll post it just to see what you all think, especially with Elise's characterization. Also, special thanks to Tempest Dynasty for helping me out with what model of pistol would best suit Nanoha and her needs and for explaining the differences to a clueless individual like me. XD
Anyway, here's the beginning of chapter 1...
Spoiler for Bless the Broken Road: Collision Course:
Chapter 1: Collision Course
“What’s that?”
Nanoha’s curious tone barely stirred Elise as she shrugged her jacket off and tied it carelessly around her waist, briskly brushing loose strands of golden hair out of her eyes before she turned to look at the girl she considered a little sister. The recently turned twelve-year-old was staring at the gun laying on the table; she’d seen Elise’s two pistols before numerous times and was actually quite familiar with handling them, as she often cleaned them herself when Elise was too busy to do it. This gun appeared to be a different model. She extended her hand briefly as though to touch it, hesitated, and retracted her hand back to her chest.
Amused despite herself, Elise crossed the room in easy strides and sat next to the younger girl, pistols in hand. She set her own pair down beside the model she’d left on the table, leaning back against the couch. “Do you know what type of gun this is, Nanoha?”
“It looks kind of like your two.” The brunette’s voice was uncertain, and she timidly stroked the barrel with her fingertips, entranced. “But it’s not quite the same.”
“Good girl. Most people can’t tell the difference just by looking. Listen carefully; I don’t intend to repeat myself, since Fiasse and I had to pull some strings to get this for you.”
“For… me? Onee-sama, why is it for me?”
Ignoring Nanoha’s question, Elise reached down to retrieve one of her beloved pistols, testing the weight in her hand. “My two friends here are 9mm Beretta 92FS models. Very reliable, the grip is customizable, and the magazine isn’t something to sneeze at. I originally intended to get you one of your own, but it didn’t quite fit what I had in mind for you.”
“But… couldn’t I just have one of yours?”
“That’s a question for another day. Now, then…”
Carefully, Elise set the pistol back down onto the table and brushed them aside before reaching for the model Nanoha didn’t recognize; she lofted it in her hand for a moment, eyes narrow, before she held it out to Nanoha. The twelve-year-old gaped at her. “Onee-sama…?”
“Nanoha, meet your new best friend, the Beretta 90Two. This boy here is very similar to my own 92FS. It’s highly customizable and the magazine load is high, so you won’t need to worry about running out of bullets in a crunch.” She lightly tapped the front of the gun, where Nanoha could see a place that was evidently meant to serve as a means of attaching something to the front of the gun. “And this is what convinced me to get you this model. This little attachment here allows you to place something like a flashlight on the gun, if you need it.” Her eyes gleamed. “Or, in your case, a little circular object like your beloved Raising Heart.”
Nanoha’s eyes widened. Timidly she took the gun, turning it over gently in her hands. Elise watched her silently for a moment before looking away.
“Fiasse told me you can’t handle magic the way you used to, but you’re still capable of small amounts, right? So I figured you can’t use Raising Heart in its full form because that would take up too much magic. But on the other hand, if you wanted to channel, say, a small amount into a bullet, you could click in Raising Heart and use it as a medium much like you’ve always done.” She shrugged. “No one said you had to completely give up magic, just that you had to find another way of fighting. That’s what I thought, anyway.”
For a long moment Nanoha gazed at the gun; she swallowed and gently stroked the barrel with her fingers before looking at Elise. “You… want to teach me?”
“The model is similar to what I have, so it wouldn’t be hard for me.” Elise shrugged. “If you want to give it a try, then I’ll help you.”
It seemed too good to be true; Nanoha was half tempted to pinch herself to see if it was all just a dream. She smiled and wiped at her eyes with her sleeve. “Ne, Onee-sama…”
“Hmm?”
“Please… can you teach me?”
Elise glanced briefly at Nanoha, her eyes meeting the younger girl’s evenly; apparently seeing what she needed to, she smiled briefly and draped her arm along Nanoha’s shoulder, giving the girl a gentle squeeze as Nanoha giggled.
As Nanoha made the trek to the small room she shared at one of the Residencies in the evening, she began to contemplate why she signed up for the mission. It was risky given not even her supervisor knew much about what they were to be doing or what they were to be driving. Granted it was to be via remote control they still had to be within transmission range. And it was to be at Eden of all places. Her birth place filled with memories of family and friends. She paused her steps for a moment. Friends...Fate. Had she gotten out of Eden when they evacuated? With the communication satellite down she had no means to contact her. Even more so she had no idea where she was on the planet, let alone if she was alive at all. But she had Hayate and her relatives there with her. They would look after each other, especially with Hayate's uncle Gil on the Eden Council. He definitely would make sure that they would have gotten out.
The brownish-red door in front of her broke her train of though. Apparently she had started walking again and ended up back at her place. The door parted and granted her access to the small space she shared.
"Ah, welcome back Nanoha!"
A smile came to the girl's face. It was a simple greeting, but to her it reaffirmed that she was home. Plymouth was her home. It was where her family and friends were. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, someday, the two colonies would reconcile and then they could all be together again. For now she had her mind on the upcoming mission. She didn't want to worry anyone so she decided to keep quiet about it.
"Thanks, Arisa-chan. It was Suzuka-chan's turn to cook tonight, right?"
A week passed by with no word about the mission. The day before those who volunteered got messages to meet at the Vehicle Factory at noon. Nanoha guessed that they would be starting the recon mission that day. As noon rolled around, she gave excuses to her friends that she was being sent off on a scouting mission for new mining locations to ward off any suspicions of her disappearance. It was easily accepted since she had gone on similar assignments before. For her it wasn't a complete lie. She was going out on a scouting mission; it just wasn't for mining locations.
Arriving at the Vehicle Factory, she was instructed to wait in one of the meeting rooms with the others. Inside she saw maybe about a dozen or so volunteers like herself. She only recognized one of them, Vice, from having worked with him before. It didn't surprise her that Vice would have volunteered for the mission. He had been assigned to assist with expansion of the colony's tubes the past few weeks and he had been quite...imaginative in profession his frustration over the boring assignment as of late. Small talk emerged between the room's occupants, mostly on their theories about what the new vehicle they would be operating would be. Some suggested it would be some kinda subterranean transport while others a giant mobile base they required all of them to operate it. Then there was Vice who was hoping for some kind of flying vehicle, like a helicopter he had seen in the archives. The conversations quickly died down as several security personnel entered the room. Seeing all eyes on them, the apparent leader spoke up.
"First, I would like to thank all of you for volunteering to participate in this mission. Now, I'm sure all of your know where we are heading. Why we are doing is for information. Several people on the council believe that the evacuation of Eden had something to do with their research in the Advance Labs. Our mission is to head in and use modified Scouts to scan and transmit whatever data we can find from their four labs."
The main screen in the room flared to life. One of the other security personnel brought up what appeared to be a satellite picture of the colony.
"We have the coordinates for their labs. However there appears to be some kind of damage to all the structures in the colony. Their power plants are still online which means the labs are still powered. While that makes our job easier of just having to scan the labs, it also limits out timetable. One of their Advance Labs shows to have extensive damage leading us to believe their might be volatile materials inside and could cause the labs to explode. If that is the case, we need to retrieve the data before that happens."
Two pictures came up above the fist, displaying some weird structure that looked like a radar dish and another of a vehicle with a dish mounted to it.
"What we also found were these. Based on what we were able to gather these things you see here...are weapons." A collective gasp came from the workers in the room. "From what we were able to gather these appear to be some kind of laser-based weapon system that Eden has deployed around the colony. They also seem to have adapted it to a mobile platform. A Scout we sent in earlier was attacked when it came within range of these weapons. Another Scout observed the lasers attacking a large piece of metal that fell from a structure, leading us to believe that they are aggressive to anything that moves. Why they are programmed to that we don't know. What it does is make this mission even more dangerous."
A hand came up from one of the workers. "But with these weapons around the labs, how will we be able to retrieve the data?"
"Ah, good question. That is where the new vehicle you will be operating comes in."
All the image son the screen were closed and replaced with a slow-spinning 3-D model. It was a 6-wheeled vehicle with a lean frame. A cab for one or two people could be seen integrated into the single body. It looked strikingly similar to the armed vehicles in the Eden picture except for the device mounted to it. Instead of the radar dish it had what could be described as a large cylinder mounted to it.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Microwave Lynx. The concept from what images we could get of Eden's version were used to develop this. It is an agile chassis armed with a focused-microwave projection weapon. They can be driven manually inside or via remote control. These will be our escort into Eden and what you will be operating."
That revelation got the workers talking. The idea of Eden having weapons, let alone Plymouth developing their own was a shock. Why would they need such a thing? And now here they were asked to operate these things. Was Eden planning on starting a war? Just what were they researching in those labs to warrant such a development? Emotions were mixed on the situation.
"We will be heading out in a half hour. They operate no different then what you have driven before though we will be instructing you on weapon operation en route. I will leave it to you to discuss driving roles."
A) Choose to operate a Scout
B) Choose to operate a Microwave Lynx
C) Change to Fate's PoV
As Nanoha made the trek to the small room she shared at one of the Residencies in the evening, she began to contemplate why she signed up for the mission. It was risky given not even her supervisor knew much about what they were to be doing or what they were to be driving. Granted it was to be via remote control they still had to be within transmission range. And it was to be at Eden of all places. Her birth place filled with memories of family and friends. She paused her steps for a moment. Friends...Fate. Had she gotten out of Eden when they evacuated? With the communication satellite down she had no means to contact her. Even more so she had no idea where she was on the planet, let alone if she was alive at all. But she had Hayate and her relatives there with her. They would look after each other, especially with Hayate's uncle Gil on the Eden Council. He definitely would make sure that they would have gotten out.
The brownish-red door in front of her broke her train of though. Apparently she had started walking again and ended up back at her place. The door parted and granted her access to the small space she shared.
"Ah, welcome back Nanoha!"
A smile came to the girl's face. It was a simple greeting, but to her it reaffirmed that she was home. Plymouth was her home. It was where her family and friends were. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, someday, the two colonies would reconcile and then they could all be together again. For now she had her mind on the upcoming mission. She didn't want to worry anyone so she decided to keep quiet about it.
"Thanks, Arisa-chan. It was Suzuka-chan's turn to cook tonight, right?"
A week passed by with no word about the mission. The day before those who volunteered got messages to meet at the Vehicle Factory at noon. Nanoha guessed that they would be starting the recon mission that day. As noon rolled around, she gave excuses to her friends that she was being sent off on a scouting mission for new mining locations to ward off any suspicions of her disappearance. It was easily accepted since she had gone on similar assignments before. For her it wasn't a complete lie. She was going out on a scouting mission; it just wasn't for mining locations.
Arriving at the Vehicle Factory, she was instructed to wait in one of the meeting rooms with the others. Inside she saw maybe about a dozen or so volunteers like herself. She only recognized one of them, Vice, from having worked with him before. It didn't surprise her that Vice would have volunteered for the mission. He had been assigned to assist with expansion of the colony's tubes the past few weeks and he had been quite...imaginative in profession his frustration over the boring assignment as of late. Small talk emerged between the room's occupants, mostly on their theories about what the new vehicle they would be operating would be. Some suggested it would be some kinda subterranean transport while others a giant mobile base they required all of them to operate it. Then there was Vice who was hoping for some kind of flying vehicle, like a helicopter he had seen in the archives. The conversations quickly died down as several security personnel entered the room. Seeing all eyes on them, the apparent leader spoke up.
"First, I would like to thank all of you for volunteering to participate in this mission. Now, I'm sure all of your know where we are heading. Why we are doing is for information. Several people on the council believe that the evacuation of Eden had something to do with their research in the Advance Labs. Our mission is to head in and use modified Scouts to scan and transmit whatever data we can find from their four labs."
The main screen in the room flared to life. One of the other security personnel brought up what appeared to be a satellite picture of the colony.
"We have the coordinates for their labs. However there appears to be some kind of damage to all the structures in the colony. Their power plants are still online which means the labs are still powered. While that makes our job easier of just having to scan the labs, it also limits out timetable. One of their Advance Labs shows to have extensive damage leading us to believe their might be volatile materials inside and could cause the labs to explode. If that is the case, we need to retrieve the data before that happens."
Two pictures came up above the fist, displaying some weird structure that looked like a radar dish and another of a vehicle with a dish mounted to it.
"What we also found were these. Based on what we were able to gather these things you see here...are weapons." A collective gasp came from the workers in the room. "From what we were able to gather these appear to be some kind of laser-based weapon system that Eden has deployed around the colony. They also seem to have adapted it to a mobile platform. A Scout we sent in earlier was attacked when it came within range of these weapons. Another Scout observed the lasers attacking a large piece of metal that fell from a structure, leading us to believe that they are aggressive to anything that moves. Why they are programmed to that we don't know. What it does is make this mission even more dangerous."
A hand came up from one of the workers. "But with these weapons around the labs, how will we be able to retrieve the data?"
"Ah, good question. That is where the new vehicle you will be operating comes in."
All the image son the screen were closed and replaced with a slow-spinning 3-D model. It was a 6-wheeled vehicle with a lean frame. A cab for one or two people could be seen integrated into the single body. It looked strikingly similar to the armed vehicles in the Eden picture except for the device mounted to it. Instead of the radar dish it had what could be described as a large cylinder mounted to it.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Microwave Lynx. The concept from what images we could get of Eden's version were used to develop this. It is an agile chassis armed with a focused-microwave projection weapon. They can be driven manually inside or via remote control. These will be our escort into Eden and what you will be operating."
That revelation got the workers talking. The idea of Eden having weapons, let alone Plymouth developing their own was a shock. Why would they need such a thing? And now here they were asked to operate these things. Was Eden planning on starting a war? Just what were they researching in those labs to warrant such a development? Emotions were mixed on the situation.
"We will be heading out in a half hour. They operate no different then what you have driven before though we will be instructing you on weapon operation en route. I will leave it to you to discuss driving roles."
A) Choose to operate a Scout
B) Choose to operate a Microwave Lynx
C) Change to Fate's PoV
As Nanoha made the trek to the small room she shared at one of the Residencies in the evening, she began to contemplate why she signed up for the mission. It was risky given not even her supervisor knew much about what they were to be doing or what they were to be driving. Granted it was to be via remote control they still had to be within transmission range. And it was to be at Eden of all places. Her birth place filled with memories of family and friends. She paused her steps for a moment. Friends...Fate. Had she gotten out of Eden when they evacuated? With the communication satellite down she had no means to contact her. Even more so she had no idea where she was on the planet, let alone if she was alive at all. But she had Hayate and her relatives there with her. They would look after each other, especially with Hayate's uncle Gil on the Eden Council. He definitely would make sure that they would have gotten out.
The brownish-red door in front of her broke her train of though. Apparently she had started walking again and ended up back at her place. The door parted and granted her access to the small space she shared.
"Ah, welcome back Nanoha!"
A smile came to the girl's face. It was a simple greeting, but to her it reaffirmed that she was home. Plymouth was her home. It was where her family and friends were. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, someday, the two colonies would reconcile and then they could all be together again. For now she had her mind on the upcoming mission. She didn't want to worry anyone so she decided to keep quiet about it.
"Thanks, Arisa-chan. It was Suzuka-chan's turn to cook tonight, right?"
A week passed by with no word about the mission. The day before those who volunteered got messages to meet at the Vehicle Factory at noon. Nanoha guessed that they would be starting the recon mission that day. As noon rolled around, she gave excuses to her friends that she was being sent off on a scouting mission for new mining locations to ward off any suspicions of her disappearance. It was easily accepted since she had gone on similar assignments before. For her it wasn't a complete lie. She was going out on a scouting mission; it just wasn't for mining locations.
Arriving at the Vehicle Factory, she was instructed to wait in one of the meeting rooms with the others. Inside she saw maybe about a dozen or so volunteers like herself. She only recognized one of them, Vice, from having worked with him before. It didn't surprise her that Vice would have volunteered for the mission. He had been assigned to assist with expansion of the colony's tubes the past few weeks and he had been quite...imaginative in profession his frustration over the boring assignment as of late. Small talk emerged between the room's occupants, mostly on their theories about what the new vehicle they would be operating would be. Some suggested it would be some kinda subterranean transport while others a giant mobile base they required all of them to operate it. Then there was Vice who was hoping for some kind of flying vehicle, like a helicopter he had seen in the archives. The conversations quickly died down as several security personnel entered the room. Seeing all eyes on them, the apparent leader spoke up.
"First, I would like to thank all of you for volunteering to participate in this mission. Now, I'm sure all of your know where we are heading. Why we are doing is for information. Several people on the council believe that the evacuation of Eden had something to do with their research in the Advance Labs. Our mission is to head in and use modified Scouts to scan and transmit whatever data we can find from their four labs."
The main screen in the room flared to life. One of the other security personnel brought up what appeared to be a satellite picture of the colony.
"We have the coordinates for their labs. However there appears to be some kind of damage to all the structures in the colony. Their power plants are still online which means the labs are still powered. While that makes our job easier of just having to scan the labs, it also limits out timetable. One of their Advance Labs shows to have extensive damage leading us to believe their might be volatile materials inside and could cause the labs to explode. If that is the case, we need to retrieve the data before that happens."
Two pictures came up above the fist, displaying some weird structure that looked like a radar dish and another of a vehicle with a dish mounted to it.
"What we also found were these. Based on what we were able to gather these things you see here...are weapons." A collective gasp came from the workers in the room. "From what we were able to gather these appear to be some kind of laser-based weapon system that Eden has deployed around the colony. They also seem to have adapted it to a mobile platform. A Scout we sent in earlier was attacked when it came within range of these weapons. Another Scout observed the lasers attacking a large piece of metal that fell from a structure, leading us to believe that they are aggressive to anything that moves. Why they are programmed to that we don't know. What it does is make this mission even more dangerous."
A hand came up from one of the workers. "But with these weapons around the labs, how will we be able to retrieve the data?"
"Ah, good question. That is where the new vehicle you will be operating comes in."
All the image son the screen were closed and replaced with a slow-spinning 3-D model. It was a 6-wheeled vehicle with a lean frame. A cab for one or two people could be seen integrated into the single body. It looked strikingly similar to the armed vehicles in the Eden picture except for the device mounted to it. Instead of the radar dish it had what could be described as a large cylinder mounted to it.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Microwave Lynx. The concept from what images we could get of Eden's version were used to develop this. It is an agile chassis armed with a focused-microwave projection weapon. They can be driven manually inside or via remote control. These will be our escort into Eden and what you will be operating."
That revelation got the workers talking. The idea of Eden having weapons, let alone Plymouth developing their own was a shock. Why would they need such a thing? And now here they were asked to operate these things. Was Eden planning on starting a war? Just what were they researching in those labs to warrant such a development? Emotions were mixed on the situation.
"We will be heading out in a half hour. They operate no different then what you have driven before though we will be instructing you on weapon operation en route. I will leave it to you to discuss driving roles."
A) Choose to operate a Scout
B) Choose to operate a Microwave Lynx
C) Change to Fate's PoV
...And...did I hear Smash Bros parody? SPRUCE IT UP! I WANT IT!
It's a parody in the sense that a bunch of characters from a bunch of series get together and beat the living crap out of each other in a hastily thrown-together tournament setting. Trust me, this is absolutely NOT worth your time. Besides, all copies of all my early work have long since been purged from the material and digital planes by the almighty power of the Recycle Bin. They've been beyond anyone's reach for years now.
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Burn the Angst.
Purge the Bad End.
As Nanoha made the trek to the small room she shared at one of the Residencies in the evening, she began to contemplate why she signed up for the mission. It was risky given not even her supervisor knew much about what they were to be doing or what they were to be driving. Granted it was to be via remote control they still had to be within transmission range. And it was to be at Eden of all places. Her birth place filled with memories of family and friends. She paused her steps for a moment. Friends...Fate. Had she gotten out of Eden when they evacuated? With the communication satellite down she had no means to contact her. Even more so she had no idea where she was on the planet, let alone if she was alive at all. But she had Hayate and her relatives there with her. They would look after each other, especially with Hayate's uncle Gil on the Eden Council. He definitely would make sure that they would have gotten out.
The brownish-red door in front of her broke her train of though. Apparently she had started walking again and ended up back at her place. The door parted and granted her access to the small space she shared.
"Ah, welcome back Nanoha!"
A smile came to the girl's face. It was a simple greeting, but to her it reaffirmed that she was home. Plymouth was her home. It was where her family and friends were. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, someday, the two colonies would reconcile and then they could all be together again. For now she had her mind on the upcoming mission. She didn't want to worry anyone so she decided to keep quiet about it.
"Thanks, Arisa-chan. It was Suzuka-chan's turn to cook tonight, right?"
A week passed by with no word about the mission. The day before those who volunteered got messages to meet at the Vehicle Factory at noon. Nanoha guessed that they would be starting the recon mission that day. As noon rolled around, she gave excuses to her friends that she was being sent off on a scouting mission for new mining locations to ward off any suspicions of her disappearance. It was easily accepted since she had gone on similar assignments before. For her it wasn't a complete lie. She was going out on a scouting mission; it just wasn't for mining locations.
Arriving at the Vehicle Factory, she was instructed to wait in one of the meeting rooms with the others. Inside she saw maybe about a dozen or so volunteers like herself. She only recognized one of them, Vice, from having worked with him before. It didn't surprise her that Vice would have volunteered for the mission. He had been assigned to assist with expansion of the colony's tubes the past few weeks and he had been quite...imaginative in profession his frustration over the boring assignment as of late. Small talk emerged between the room's occupants, mostly on their theories about what the new vehicle they would be operating would be. Some suggested it would be some kinda subterranean transport while others a giant mobile base they required all of them to operate it. Then there was Vice who was hoping for some kind of flying vehicle, like a helicopter he had seen in the archives. The conversations quickly died down as several security personnel entered the room. Seeing all eyes on them, the apparent leader spoke up.
"First, I would like to thank all of you for volunteering to participate in this mission. Now, I'm sure all of your know where we are heading. Why we are doing is for information. Several people on the council believe that the evacuation of Eden had something to do with their research in the Advance Labs. Our mission is to head in and use modified Scouts to scan and transmit whatever data we can find from their four labs."
The main screen in the room flared to life. One of the other security personnel brought up what appeared to be a satellite picture of the colony.
"We have the coordinates for their labs. However there appears to be some kind of damage to all the structures in the colony. Their power plants are still online which means the labs are still powered. While that makes our job easier of just having to scan the labs, it also limits out timetable. One of their Advance Labs shows to have extensive damage leading us to believe their might be volatile materials inside and could cause the labs to explode. If that is the case, we need to retrieve the data before that happens."
Two pictures came up above the fist, displaying some weird structure that looked like a radar dish and another of a vehicle with a dish mounted to it.
"What we also found were these. Based on what we were able to gather these things you see here...are weapons." A collective gasp came from the workers in the room. "From what we were able to gather these appear to be some kind of laser-based weapon system that Eden has deployed around the colony. They also seem to have adapted it to a mobile platform. A Scout we sent in earlier was attacked when it came within range of these weapons. Another Scout observed the lasers attacking a large piece of metal that fell from a structure, leading us to believe that they are aggressive to anything that moves. Why they are programmed to that we don't know. What it does is make this mission even more dangerous."
A hand came up from one of the workers. "But with these weapons around the labs, how will we be able to retrieve the data?"
"Ah, good question. That is where the new vehicle you will be operating comes in."
All the image son the screen were closed and replaced with a slow-spinning 3-D model. It was a 6-wheeled vehicle with a lean frame. A cab for one or two people could be seen integrated into the single body. It looked strikingly similar to the armed vehicles in the Eden picture except for the device mounted to it. Instead of the radar dish it had what could be described as a large cylinder mounted to it.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Microwave Lynx. The concept from what images we could get of Eden's version were used to develop this. It is an agile chassis armed with a focused-microwave projection weapon. They can be driven manually inside or via remote control. These will be our escort into Eden and what you will be operating."
That revelation got the workers talking. The idea of Eden having weapons, let alone Plymouth developing their own was a shock. Why would they need such a thing? And now here they were asked to operate these things. Was Eden planning on starting a war? Just what were they researching in those labs to warrant such a development? Emotions were mixed on the situation.
"We will be heading out in a half hour. They operate no different then what you have driven before though we will be instructing you on weapon operation en route. I will leave it to you to discuss driving roles."
A) Choose to operate a Scout
B) Choose to operate a Microwave Lynx
C) Change to Fate's PoV
So I started chapter 1 for Bless the Broken Road, though the beginning is mainly a flashback sequence that explains a few details. Still, I'll post it just to see what you all think, especially with Elise's characterization. Also, special thanks to Tempest Dynasty for helping me out with what model of pistol would best suit Nanoha and her needs and for explaining the differences to a clueless individual like me. XD
Anyway, here's the beginning of chapter 1...
Spoiler for Bless the Broken Road: Collision Course:
Chapter 1: Collision Course
“What’s that?”
Nanoha’s curious tone barely stirred Elise as she shrugged her jacket off and tied it carelessly around her waist, briskly brushing loose strands of golden hair out of her eyes before she turned to look at the girl she considered a little sister. The recently turned twelve-year-old was staring at the gun laying on the table; she’d seen Elise’s two pistols before numerous times and was actually quite familiar with handling them, as she often cleaned them herself when Elise was too busy to do it. This gun appeared to be a different model. She extended her hand briefly as though to touch it, hesitated, and retracted her hand back to her chest.
Amused despite herself, Elise crossed the room in easy strides and sat next to the younger girl, pistols in hand. She set her own pair down beside the model she’d left on the table, leaning back against the couch. “Do you know what type of gun this is, Nanoha?”
“It looks kind of like your two.” The brunette’s voice was uncertain, and she timidly stroked the barrel with her fingertips, entranced. “But it’s not quite the same.”
“Good girl. Most people can’t tell the difference just by looking. Listen carefully; I don’t intend to repeat myself, since Fiasse and I had to pull some strings to get this for you.”
“For… me? Onee-sama, why is it for me?”
Ignoring Nanoha’s question, Elise reached down to retrieve one of her beloved pistols, testing the weight in her hand. “My two friends here are 9mm Beretta 92FS models. Very reliable, the grip is customizable, and the magazine isn’t something to sneeze at. I originally intended to get you one of your own, but it didn’t quite fit what I had in mind for you.”
“But… couldn’t I just have one of yours?”
“That’s a question for another day. Now, then…”
Carefully, Elise set the pistol back down onto the table and brushed them aside before reaching for the model Nanoha didn’t recognize; she lofted it in her hand for a moment, eyes narrow, before she held it out to Nanoha. The twelve-year-old gaped at her. “Onee-sama…?”
“Nanoha, meet your new best friend, the Beretta 90Two. This boy here is very similar to my own 92FS. It’s highly customizable and the magazine load is high, so you won’t need to worry about running out of bullets in a crunch.” She lightly tapped the front of the gun, where Nanoha could see a place that was evidently meant to serve as a means of attaching something to the front of the gun. “And this is what convinced me to get you this model. This little attachment here allows you to place something like a flashlight on the gun, if you need it.” Her eyes gleamed. “Or, in your case, a little circular object like your beloved Raising Heart.”
Nanoha’s eyes widened. Timidly she took the gun, turning it over gently in her hands. Elise watched her silently for a moment before looking away.
“Fiasse told me you can’t handle magic the way you used to, but you’re still capable of small amounts, right? So I figured you can’t use Raising Heart in its full form because that would take up too much magic. But on the other hand, if you wanted to channel, say, a small amount into a bullet, you could click in Raising Heart and use it as a medium much like you’ve always done.” She shrugged. “No one said you had to completely give up magic, just that you had to find another way of fighting. That’s what I thought, anyway.”
For a long moment Nanoha gazed at the gun; she swallowed and gently stroked the barrel with her fingers before looking at Elise. “You… want to teach me?”
“The model is similar to what I have, so it wouldn’t be hard for me.” Elise shrugged. “If you want to give it a try, then I’ll help you.”
It seemed too good to be true; Nanoha was half tempted to pinch herself to see if it was all just a dream. She smiled and wiped at her eyes with her sleeve. “Ne, Onee-sama…”
“Hmm?”
“Please… can you teach me?”
Elise glanced briefly at Nanoha, her eyes meeting the younger girl’s evenly; apparently seeing what she needed to, she smiled briefly and draped her arm along Nanoha’s shoulder, giving the girl a gentle squeeze as Nanoha giggled.
“Since you asked so nicely.”
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Hi! As some of you know, I've recently been posting MGLN fics over at ff.net, and more than one person (markesellus and RadiantBeam among them) mentioned that I should take a look over here. So I did. And after I picked my jaw up off the floor at the sheer amount of Nanoha fiction here (and all the familiar names...), I decided to sign up. So here I am!
*ducks*
Um, and since it's customary to bring gifts or something...at least in some cultures...some of which I may have heard of...here's a little something. It started out being one of the "Vivio's Magical Omake Theater!" bits that I clip onto the end of my Nanoha fics, but it got kind of out of hand until it was a story of its own. So...um, it's a good way to see if I've managed to figure out how to make these spoiler tags work?
Anyway, it takes place in, sort of, my own future-Vivio continuity, now on its second story.
Spoiler for How Reputations Are Made:
The giant hammer, its head ten feet long and four across, its tip a spinning drill, reared up in the sky.
"Limit Break!" shouted the petite redhead holding the handle. The hammer head rose and fell three times, popping out spent cartridges. "Destruction Hammer!"
The blonde teenager facing her grinned, her heterochromatic red and green eyes alight with the joy of battle. "Parisfal! Now!"
The vambrace on her upper right arm ratcheted up and down three times of its own, spitting out brass. The jeweled setting flickered royal blue.
"Stahl-Festung!"
Irresistible force met immovable object. The ultimate magical attack of the Iron Hammer Knight, Vita, collided with the ultimate magical defense of her student, Takamachi Vivio. The resulting explosion was deafening, a blaze of white light blotting out everything.
When the dust cleared, they lay at opposite ends of a thirty-foot crater blown in the training ground surface. Shaking her head to clear the cobwebs, Vivio tried to stand but a searing pain in her lower right leg made her sit back down.
"Oh, man," she groaned, then raised her voice. "Hey, Vita-sensei, can you give me a hand? I think I broke my tibia again."
"You're getting slack, kid. I keep telling you not to brace off your back foot like that when you're taking a hit that might get through."
"Sorry." It was a bad habit and she knew it.
"I'll be there in a sec."
Vita wobbled her way over.
"Can you pop my shoulders back in?"
"Both?"
"Hey, that shield of yours gives as good as it gets."
Vivio smiled at the compliment.
"Okay." Vita extended her arms; Vivio took them, braced her good foot in Vita's belly to hold her body in place, and yanked. There was an audible pop and both shoulder joints slipped back into place. That done, Vita helped Vivio stand up and let the taller girl put an arm around her for support.
"We," Vita summed it up, "are a mess." She smiled and added, "Nice fight, kid."
"Thanks, sensei." Vivio smiled back. They really were two of a kind, she thought, Belkan mage-knights and close-combat specialists, though their particular approaches to battle were almost mirror images. Vita came on like a relentless machine, crushing anything stupid enough to get in her way, while Vivio put herself in her enemy's path and let them shatter themselves on her shield walls. They'd been mentor and pupil for five years. Better than that, they were friends.
At the entrance to the training ground, they passed five white-shirted privates, there for their own morning training session, who watched them with stunned faces. Clearly they'd seen most of the mock battle on the monitor screens.
"Go get the car, willya?" Vita asked. "And call up Shamal and tell her she'll need to patch us up again?"
"Why me?"
"She'll give you less grief over it."
"All right."
Vita handed her Graf Eisen and Vivio hobbled off, using the warhammer as a makeshift cane.
"I...is that the kind of thing we'll be learning, ma'am?" one of the braver recruits dared to ask.
Vita shook her head.
"Nah, I'm strictly the second string as a teacher. You'll be studying under Nanoha. She's way harder than I am, but she's the kid's mom, so she was afraid she'd pull her punches. Hey, Vivio, you building that car from scratch?"
"In a minute! You want to try driving a stick shift with a broken leg?"
"Sure, if they'd put the pedals where someone my size can reach."
A quarter of an hour later, a thirty-year-old brunette walked up to the training grounds, her white uniform shirt and blue skirt crisp and neatly pressed, a sunny smile on her face.
"Good morning!" she greeted her fresh class of recruits. "My name is Takamachi Nanoha, and I'm going to be the combat instructor for--" She broke off her speech, not wanting to talk over the screams the sound of her name had triggered, and surveyed the damage. Three students had fainted outright while the other two cringed in horror against the far wall. A rising acrid stench told Nanoha that a loss of bladder control had hit at least one, probably more. She hung her head and sighed.
"Mou, Vivio, do you have to do this to every new class?"
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A/N: Just wait until she finds out what they did to the training ground! German translations again courtesy of my own brutal ignorance and Google.
Anyway, so, hi!
Hey you! Told you it was amazing here. Anyways, no gift was necessary but it was great anyway. Hope to see more from you. Anything you might need as a new person is under Satashi's sig. Have fun and embrace the crack.
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Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.7:
When Vivio heard the knocking on her door she grabbed her purse and went over to it quickly, stopping just for a moment to check herself one more time. "Hey Syn." She greeted her while locking her door behind herself. "You look nice today."
"Thanks," Syn looked over Vivio while she was eyed herself. The blue haired one had on snug fitting jeans, boots, and a long sleeved shirt that wasn't tight but still made notice of her small chest more than a normal fitting one would. Her hair was up in a high ponytail and swished behind her with every step. "You look nice as well."
"Thank you very much." Vivio was a little amazed at how Syn opened the door for her when they reached the car and sat in it comfortably. She immediatly noticed a faint hint of a cleaning solution that was masked almost perfectly by a nice smell that seemed...almost like the Fall season in itself. 'How cute, she must have cleaned up her car for our date.' She rewarded the girl with a grin when she got in. "I like your car."
"It's old, but it gets me around." Syn gave a lopsided smirk at the compliment, feeling a little embarrassed from it. "Where do you want to eat?"
"Doesn't matter."
"Me either..." The two looked at each other before Vivio played the 'get away without answering' card.
"I'm paying, so you pick."
"Well then...What kind of food do you like to eat?"
"Anything." Vivio found this new game to be quite amusing, and avoided the question neatly three times before her friend gave up and picked a place that she wanted to eat at. "So, tell me about your new job? They paid you the first week without a hold back?"
"Yes, it was really helpful."
"So where is it?"
"I'm a clerk at the clothing store in the strip mall down town. I do the cash register and stuff."
"Sounds fun, get to meet a lot of people."
"I'm not really a people person. I tend to...I guess you could say that I have a wise-cracking attitude. It makes some people not like me."
"Oh?" Vivio started playing with the radio. "You seem really kind to me."
"I like people who hold good conversation." The way Syn said it made the other girl realize the obvious flirt. "You seem really smart."
"I graduated high school, no college."
"Same. I was going to go into the military."
"Why didn't you?"
"Mom wouldn't let me." Syn reflected back on it. "I was going to sign up but mom said that I wouldn't be able to handle it and refused to let me join. I got really mad and one thing lead to another. Before long I realized that I moved off on my own to prove that I can handle life."
"I'm sorry..."
"Nah, we made up after a few months. She invited me to come live with her again but I really did want to make it on my own... kind of a personal goal. So here I am, struggling along with the rest of the world. How about you?"
Vivio blushed, realizing now that Syn was trying to hint at wanting to know more about her and what she did with her life. "My parents died when I was younger,as you know, and when I turned eighteen I lost my benefits and support so I was on my own. My parent's friends all wanted to help me but because of what happened with my parents, I couldn't be around them... call it a phobia... So I moved off and after a while I just... stopped talking to them." She looked out the car window, voice getting a little softer. "I decided that I'm better leaving the past behind me and moving on." Looking back, she smiled. "I'm making it on my own. Sometimes I have enough money to splurge, sometimes it's a little tight, so I try and balance it out."
"I see," Syn nodded at her. "That's really respectable."
"Thank you, you too."
"Thanks." Syn's lips twitched upwards slightly. "We've said that a lot tonight."
"So we have," Vivio agreed.
By the time they made it to the restaurant and got a table, the blue haired one felt her stomach growl at her. The place was crowded, the many tables being full of chattering people and waiters zig-zagging through the black and white tiled floor. "Ever eaten here?" Syn noticed the girl looking around.
"Actually, no. I didn't even know this was a restaurant." Vivio picked up the menu off the table and glanced over it. "Little no name brand places like this normally have the best food."
"Yeah," Syn agreed while looking at the girl. Already knowing what she wanted, she took the time to simply take in the girl. The way her hair curled around her ears, the side-up ponytail, and the crystal clear eyes seemed to sparkle in the light.
"...What?"
"Hm?"
"You're staring at me."
"Because you're pretty." Syn grinned at the sudden blush. "Not used to being complimented?"
"Ah, well... Not by..."
"Girls?"
"No, I mean, just not so... randomly. I just realized that most times it's just... hollow. When you said it, it was just... I dunno, nice. Topic change, how old are you?"
Syn laughed happily but still allowed the focus to shift. "Twenty three."
"A year older than me." A waiter came to them next, moving their focus away from each other in favor of ordering.
~**~
"Thanks again for dinner." Syn spoke to her friend while standing at Vivio's doorstep once more. "Next time I promise I'll pay."
"Next time?" Vivio asked with an amused tone. "Confident I'll go out with you again?"
"Yes, I'm awesome." The girl put a hand on her hip and posed lightly. "Really, though, I had fun."
"Me too." The blond's smile got bigger when Syn stepped forward a bit.
"Kiss on the first date?"
"Yes." Vivio waited until Syn got close enough and placed a finger onto her lips. "But only on the nose." With that, she pecked the tip of her friend's nose and opened her now unlocked door. "Goodnight, Syn." She sang to the confused girl.
"Mou, Goodnight, Vivio." A small wave was given and after the door was closed a small sigh came out. "So close too..."
"I heard that!" Vivio called from inside, making her friend blush furiously.
Syn made it back to her car and drove home with a content smile on her face. Reaching to her cell phone, she hit a speed dial and waited three rings before a familiar voice picked up. "HEy mom!... No,haha. I was just calling to tell you something... Yeah... I met a really nice girl."
Nice...Syn still doesn't know what she does for a living. I wonder how she is going to find out. Looks like their relationship is progressing nicely.
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DIVIDED DESTINY Two People, Two Paths
Spoiler for Divided Destiny, pt. 15:
As Nanoha made the trek to the small room she shared at one of the Residencies in the evening, she began to contemplate why she signed up for the mission. It was risky given not even her supervisor knew much about what they were to be doing or what they were to be driving. Granted it was to be via remote control they still had to be within transmission range. And it was to be at Eden of all places. Her birth place filled with memories of family and friends. She paused her steps for a moment. Friends...Fate. Had she gotten out of Eden when they evacuated? With the communication satellite down she had no means to contact her. Even more so she had no idea where she was on the planet, let alone if she was alive at all. But she had Hayate and her relatives there with her. They would look after each other, especially with Hayate's uncle Gil on the Eden Council. He definitely would make sure that they would have gotten out.
The brownish-red door in front of her broke her train of though. Apparently she had started walking again and ended up back at her place. The door parted and granted her access to the small space she shared.
"Ah, welcome back Nanoha!"
A smile came to the girl's face. It was a simple greeting, but to her it reaffirmed that she was home. Plymouth was her home. It was where her family and friends were. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, someday, the two colonies would reconcile and then they could all be together again. For now she had her mind on the upcoming mission. She didn't want to worry anyone so she decided to keep quiet about it.
"Thanks, Arisa-chan. It was Suzuka-chan's turn to cook tonight, right?"
A week passed by with no word about the mission. The day before those who volunteered got messages to meet at the Vehicle Factory at noon. Nanoha guessed that they would be starting the recon mission that day. As noon rolled around, she gave excuses to her friends that she was being sent off on a scouting mission for new mining locations to ward off any suspicions of her disappearance. It was easily accepted since she had gone on similar assignments before. For her it wasn't a complete lie. She was going out on a scouting mission; it just wasn't for mining locations.
Arriving at the Vehicle Factory, she was instructed to wait in one of the meeting rooms with the others. Inside she saw maybe about a dozen or so volunteers like herself. She only recognized one of them, Vice, from having worked with him before. It didn't surprise her that Vice would have volunteered for the mission. He had been assigned to assist with expansion of the colony's tubes the past few weeks and he had been quite...imaginative in profession his frustration over the boring assignment as of late. Small talk emerged between the room's occupants, mostly on their theories about what the new vehicle they would be operating would be. Some suggested it would be some kinda subterranean transport while others a giant mobile base they required all of them to operate it. Then there was Vice who was hoping for some kind of flying vehicle, like a helicopter he had seen in the archives. The conversations quickly died down as several security personnel entered the room. Seeing all eyes on them, the apparent leader spoke up.
"First, I would like to thank all of you for volunteering to participate in this mission. Now, I'm sure all of your know where we are heading. Why we are doing is for information. Several people on the council believe that the evacuation of Eden had something to do with their research in the Advance Labs. Our mission is to head in and use modified Scouts to scan and transmit whatever data we can find from their four labs."
The main screen in the room flared to life. One of the other security personnel brought up what appeared to be a satellite picture of the colony.
"We have the coordinates for their labs. However there appears to be some kind of damage to all the structures in the colony. Their power plants are still online which means the labs are still powered. While that makes our job easier of just having to scan the labs, it also limits out timetable. One of their Advance Labs shows to have extensive damage leading us to believe their might be volatile materials inside and could cause the labs to explode. If that is the case, we need to retrieve the data before that happens."
Two pictures came up above the fist, displaying some weird structure that looked like a radar dish and another of a vehicle with a dish mounted to it.
"What we also found were these. Based on what we were able to gather these things you see here...are weapons." A collective gasp came from the workers in the room. "From what we were able to gather these appear to be some kind of laser-based weapon system that Eden has deployed around the colony. They also seem to have adapted it to a mobile platform. A Scout we sent in earlier was attacked when it came within range of these weapons. Another Scout observed the lasers attacking a large piece of metal that fell from a structure, leading us to believe that they are aggressive to anything that moves. Why they are programmed to that we don't know. What it does is make this mission even more dangerous."
A hand came up from one of the workers. "But with these weapons around the labs, how will we be able to retrieve the data?"
"Ah, good question. That is where the new vehicle you will be operating comes in."
All the image son the screen were closed and replaced with a slow-spinning 3-D model. It was a 6-wheeled vehicle with a lean frame. A cab for one or two people could be seen integrated into the single body. It looked strikingly similar to the armed vehicles in the Eden picture except for the device mounted to it. Instead of the radar dish it had what could be described as a large cylinder mounted to it.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Microwave Lynx. The concept from what images we could get of Eden's version were used to develop this. It is an agile chassis armed with a focused-microwave projection weapon. They can be driven manually inside or via remote control. These will be our escort into Eden and what you will be operating."
That revelation got the workers talking. The idea of Eden having weapons, let alone Plymouth developing their own was a shock. Why would they need such a thing? And now here they were asked to operate these things. Was Eden planning on starting a war? Just what were they researching in those labs to warrant such a development? Emotions were mixed on the situation.
"We will be heading out in a half hour. They operate no different then what you have driven before though we will be instructing you on weapon operation en route. I will leave it to you to discuss driving roles."
A) Choose to operate a Scout
B) Choose to operate a Microwave Lynx
C) Change to Fate's PoV
So I started chapter 1 for Bless the Broken Road, though the beginning is mainly a flashback sequence that explains a few details. Still, I'll post it just to see what you all think, especially with Elise's characterization. Also, special thanks to Tempest Dynasty for helping me out with what model of pistol would best suit Nanoha and her needs and for explaining the differences to a clueless individual like me. XD
Anyway, here's the beginning of chapter 1...
Spoiler for Bless the Broken Road: Collision Course:
Chapter 1: Collision Course
“What’s that?”
Nanoha’s curious tone barely stirred Elise as she shrugged her jacket off and tied it carelessly around her waist, briskly brushing loose strands of golden hair out of her eyes before she turned to look at the girl she considered a little sister. The recently turned twelve-year-old was staring at the gun laying on the table; she’d seen Elise’s two pistols before numerous times and was actually quite familiar with handling them, as she often cleaned them herself when Elise was too busy to do it. This gun appeared to be a different model. She extended her hand briefly as though to touch it, hesitated, and retracted her hand back to her chest.
Amused despite herself, Elise crossed the room in easy strides and sat next to the younger girl, pistols in hand. She set her own pair down beside the model she’d left on the table, leaning back against the couch. “Do you know what type of gun this is, Nanoha?”
“It looks kind of like your two.” The brunette’s voice was uncertain, and she timidly stroked the barrel with her fingertips, entranced. “But it’s not quite the same.”
“Good girl. Most people can’t tell the difference just by looking. Listen carefully; I don’t intend to repeat myself, since Fiasse and I had to pull some strings to get this for you.”
“For… me? Onee-sama, why is it for me?”
Ignoring Nanoha’s question, Elise reached down to retrieve one of her beloved pistols, testing the weight in her hand. “My two friends here are 9mm Beretta 92FS models. Very reliable, the grip is customizable, and the magazine isn’t something to sneeze at. I originally intended to get you one of your own, but it didn’t quite fit what I had in mind for you.”
“But… couldn’t I just have one of yours?”
“That’s a question for another day. Now, then…”
Carefully, Elise set the pistol back down onto the table and brushed them aside before reaching for the model Nanoha didn’t recognize; she lofted it in her hand for a moment, eyes narrow, before she held it out to Nanoha. The twelve-year-old gaped at her. “Onee-sama…?”
“Nanoha, meet your new best friend, the Beretta 90Two. This boy here is very similar to my own 92FS. It’s highly customizable and the magazine load is high, so you won’t need to worry about running out of bullets in a crunch.” She lightly tapped the front of the gun, where Nanoha could see a place that was evidently meant to serve as a means of attaching something to the front of the gun. “And this is what convinced me to get you this model. This little attachment here allows you to place something like a flashlight on the gun, if you need it.” Her eyes gleamed. “Or, in your case, a little circular object like your beloved Raising Heart.”
Nanoha’s eyes widened. Timidly she took the gun, turning it over gently in her hands. Elise watched her silently for a moment before looking away.
“Fiasse told me you can’t handle magic the way you used to, but you’re still capable of small amounts, right? So I figured you can’t use Raising Heart in its full form because that would take up too much magic. But on the other hand, if you wanted to channel, say, a small amount into a bullet, you could click in Raising Heart and use it as a medium much like you’ve always done.” She shrugged. “No one said you had to completely give up magic, just that you had to find another way of fighting. That’s what I thought, anyway.”
For a long moment Nanoha gazed at the gun; she swallowed and gently stroked the barrel with her fingers before looking at Elise. “You… want to teach me?”
“The model is similar to what I have, so it wouldn’t be hard for me.” Elise shrugged. “If you want to give it a try, then I’ll help you.”
It seemed too good to be true; Nanoha was half tempted to pinch herself to see if it was all just a dream. She smiled and wiped at her eyes with her sleeve. “Ne, Onee-sama…”
“Hmm?”
“Please… can you teach me?”
Elise glanced briefly at Nanoha, her eyes meeting the younger girl’s evenly; apparently seeing what she needed to, she smiled briefly and draped her arm along Nanoha’s shoulder, giving the girl a gentle squeeze as Nanoha giggled.
“Since you asked so nicely.”
Aww, that was so cute. I'm glad you figured out the whole gun idea. Sounds pretty cool. Nanoha learning how to shoot a gun at 12 seems dangerous to me...SLB!with bullets.
Location: In the Netherrealm, thinking who to betray next...
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Wow, I really like this series :3
Spoiler for pornstar!Vivio pt. 6:
Vivio looked over at her cell phone ringing next to her laptop and grinned at the name that was on the small screen. She hadn't heard from Syn in three days and was about to call the girl herself once she was done with her business. "Hello," She greeted into her cell.
"Hi," Syn's casual greeting came back. "What are you up to?"
"Replying to emails," Vivio mused while lightly skimming a letter from one of her fans detailing what they would do to her if they had a night alone.
"Oh? You get a lot?"
"A handful." The blond looked at the number remaining and repressed a sigh to see that it was still over fifty. "It's part of my job. I have to update my web page and answer fan-mail.
"Oh? What's your URL?" Syn sounded interested.
Vivio glanced at the webpage and laughed nervously. "It's rather embarrassing if my friends looked at it..."
"Oh, no problem then." A chuckle made Vivio relax. "Oh, the reason I'm calling: I got a job and have my first paycheck. It's not very much since it's only for half the week, but I'd like to pay you back for everything."
"Oh don't worry about it!" A few clicks deleted some email that she wasn't even going to attempt to reply to. "I did it because I wanted to." She pasted a standard reply to another email from her group of saved responses and clicked the send button. "I'd feel bad if- oh."
"What?"
"One second please." Vivio read the email again, grinning at the contents. 'A request to buy a private video! Nice, that's an extra hundred dollars!' After skimming the email and confirming that she would do it to the person she gave a price and sent it back. "Tell you what, Syn, I just got some extra money, how about we go get some food? My treat."
"But I want to pay you back!"
A giggle. "Come on, let's celebrate your new job. You can tell me all about it tonight. Please? I am going to scream if I have to sit in front of this monitor anymore."
"Well... Okay, but I'm driving. I'll at least pay for the gas."
"That'll work. Shall I go to your place?"
"I'll pick you up... Say an hour?"
Vivio nodded to herself. "Okay, an hour it is then."
"Good, it's a date then." Syn's voice was highly amused.
"Keep your mind out of the gutter, Syn." Vivio replied out of habit.
"Oh... ouch. Denied."
"Ah! I didn't mean that!" Vivio scooted back from her desk and gave the phone her complete attention. "Sorry, I'm just used to being hit on and-"
"No, it's okay, I said it so-" A small silence passed over them.
"Okay, okay! One date." Vivio rolled her eyes. "Its a date."
"Cool! See you then, ja!" The phone clicked off and Vivio flipped her phone closed.
"An hour," She thought aloud while moving back to her desk. "I guess I can finish this up later..." She looked at the emails remaining and groaned. "I should finish it first...." Her eyes started skimming again, clicking each email into categories of "really perverted" "semi perverted" and "personal reply". After mass mailing standard replies to each one, she looked at the five left that needed her own words and set about giving them an honest happy reply that they were her fans. After debating about it, she giggled and adjusted her webcam and pulled up her shirt and bra, clicking a picture while giving a peace sign as an added bonus for making her smile after rooting through all the trash she had to deal with.
"Now, to get ready for my date." Vivio walked to her closet and felt her lips still smiling as she moved to get a modest long sleeved shirt and jeans that weren't quite baggy but still didn't show any of her curves. "I wish I had time to shower... Better put on perfume." She halted her walk to the bathroom and shook her head. "Wow, I'm really considering this a date... how long has it been?"
Once in the bathroom, she hovered her hand over a brush and then quickly snatched it up, fixing her hair so she would have time to put on a little makeup as well.
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Spoiler for PornStar!Vivio pt.7:
When Vivio heard the knocking on her door she grabbed her purse and went over to it quickly, stopping just for a moment to check herself one more time. "Hey Syn." She greeted her while locking her door behind herself. "You look nice today."
"Thanks," Syn looked over Vivio while she was eyed herself. The blue haired one had on snug fitting jeans, boots, and a long sleeved shirt that wasn't tight but still made notice of her small chest more than a normal fitting one would. Her hair was up in a high ponytail and swished behind her with every step. "You look nice as well."
"Thank you very much." Vivio was a little amazed at how Syn opened the door for her when they reached the car and sat in it comfortably. She immediatly noticed a faint hint of a cleaning solution that was masked almost perfectly by a nice smell that seemed...almost like the Fall season in itself. 'How cute, she must have cleaned up her car for our date.' She rewarded the girl with a grin when she got in. "I like your car."
"It's old, but it gets me around." Syn gave a lopsided smirk at the compliment, feeling a little embarrassed from it. "Where do you want to eat?"
"Doesn't matter."
"Me either..." The two looked at each other before Vivio played the 'get away without answering' card.
"I'm paying, so you pick."
"Well then...What kind of food do you like to eat?"
"Anything." Vivio found this new game to be quite amusing, and avoided the question neatly three times before her friend gave up and picked a place that she wanted to eat at. "So, tell me about your new job? They paid you the first week without a hold back?"
"Yes, it was really helpful."
"So where is it?"
"I'm a clerk at the clothing store in the strip mall down town. I do the cash register and stuff."
"Sounds fun, get to meet a lot of people."
"I'm not really a people person. I tend to...I guess you could say that I have a wise-cracking attitude. It makes some people not like me."
"Oh?" Vivio started playing with the radio. "You seem really kind to me."
"I like people who hold good conversation." The way Syn said it made the other girl realize the obvious flirt. "You seem really smart."
"I graduated high school, no college."
"Same. I was going to go into the military."
"Why didn't you?"
"Mom wouldn't let me." Syn reflected back on it. "I was going to sign up but mom said that I wouldn't be able to handle it and refused to let me join. I got really mad and one thing lead to another. Before long I realized that I moved off on my own to prove that I can handle life."
"I'm sorry..."
"Nah, we made up after a few months. She invited me to come live with her again but I really did want to make it on my own... kind of a personal goal. So here I am, struggling along with the rest of the world. How about you?"
Vivio blushed, realizing now that Syn was trying to hint at wanting to know more about her and what she did with her life. "My parents died when I was younger,as you know, and when I turned eighteen I lost my benefits and support so I was on my own. My parent's friends all wanted to help me but because of what happened with my parents, I couldn't be around them... call it a phobia... So I moved off and after a while I just... stopped talking to them." She looked out the car window, voice getting a little softer. "I decided that I'm better leaving the past behind me and moving on." Looking back, she smiled. "I'm making it on my own. Sometimes I have enough money to splurge, sometimes it's a little tight, so I try and balance it out."
"I see," Syn nodded at her. "That's really respectable."
"Thank you, you too."
"Thanks." Syn's lips twitched upwards slightly. "We've said that a lot tonight."
"So we have," Vivio agreed.
By the time they made it to the restaurant and got a table, the blue haired one felt her stomach growl at her. The place was crowded, the many tables being full of chattering people and waiters zig-zagging through the black and white tiled floor. "Ever eaten here?" Syn noticed the girl looking around.
"Actually, no. I didn't even know this was a restaurant." Vivio picked up the menu off the table and glanced over it. "Little no name brand places like this normally have the best food."
"Yeah," Syn agreed while looking at the girl. Already knowing what she wanted, she took the time to simply take in the girl. The way her hair curled around her ears, the side-up ponytail, and the crystal clear eyes seemed to sparkle in the light.
"...What?"
"Hm?"
"You're staring at me."
"Because you're pretty." Syn grinned at the sudden blush. "Not used to being complimented?"
"Ah, well... Not by..."
"Girls?"
"No, I mean, just not so... randomly. I just realized that most times it's just... hollow. When you said it, it was just... I dunno, nice. Topic change, how old are you?"
Syn laughed happily but still allowed the focus to shift. "Twenty three."
"A year older than me." A waiter came to them next, moving their focus away from each other in favor of ordering.
~**~
"Thanks again for dinner." Syn spoke to her friend while standing at Vivio's doorstep once more. "Next time I promise I'll pay."
"Next time?" Vivio asked with an amused tone. "Confident I'll go out with you again?"
"Yes, I'm awesome." The girl put a hand on her hip and posed lightly. "Really, though, I had fun."
"Me too." The blond's smile got bigger when Syn stepped forward a bit.
"Kiss on the first date?"
"Yes." Vivio waited until Syn got close enough and placed a finger onto her lips. "But only on the nose." With that, she pecked the tip of her friend's nose and opened her now unlocked door. "Goodnight, Syn." She sang to the confused girl.
"Mou, Goodnight, Vivio." A small wave was given and after the door was closed a small sigh came out. "So close too..."
"I heard that!" Vivio called from inside, making her friend blush furiously.
Syn made it back to her car and drove home with a content smile on her face. Reaching to her cell phone, she hit a speed dial and waited three rings before a familiar voice picked up. "HEy mom!... No,haha. I was just calling to tell you something... Yeah... I met a really nice girl."
Put me in Vivio's "Really perverted" section XP
Nice as always, I'm not a big fan of Syn but I'm enjoing this fic a lot
Shari aimed at the nearest mutant who looked like someone that lived for 400 years. The mutant just laughed and battered the gun away. “What, you plan to shoot us with that when you can’t even aim straight? You amuse me,” the mutant said. He grabbed Shari’s hand and wanted to bite it when a gunshot rang out. The mutant grabbing Shari fell to the ground as the bullet punctured his head. The other mutants looked at the one who fired the shot.
“Leave Miss Shari alone, fiends!” yelled Vivio as she pointed the gun at the next closest mutant. “Vivio, since when did you learn how to shoot like that?” exclaimed Shari. She always thought that Vivio was that sweet-and-innocent type of girl who dared not harm a fly, or so she thought. The mutants looked at her and ran towards her. Vivio fired rapid shots into their heads and killed them before they could even touch her. Then, the gun ran out of bullets.
“Uh oh, not good. Miss Shari, I need more shots!” yelled Vivio
“I have no spare!” Shari answered. The mutants were closing in when shots from somewhere rang out and killed the remaining mutants. Out from the darkness came Teana holding her Cross Mirage. “I knew I’ll find you here,” she said with a wry smile. Teana examined both of them and nodded. “No bites or anything. You seem okay. I encountered a lot of mutants on the way here so I apologize for my tardiness.”
Shari shook her head and smiled. “Nah, you’re timing couldn’t have been better, Teana. You should have seen how Vivio killed some of the mutants. Her shots were dead on.” Teana looked at Vivio for a while smiled and patted her head. “She’ll be a great marksman one day,” said Teana. Vivio smiled back in approval. Teana was helping Shari up when some soldiers came from a corner, following Nanoha.
“Nanoha-mama!”
“Vivio, you’re alright!” exclaimed Nanoha with happiness. She hugged Vivio and patted her. “Thank you, Teana. If it weren’t for you, who knows what will happen to Vivio.” “But I only killed half of the mutants. Vivio killed the rest,” said Teana. Nanoha was taken aback and looked at Vivio. “You’re kidding me, right? I mean Vivio can’t even cast spells yet and you say she killed half.”
“I’m not kidding. I saw her shooting the mutants.”
“Wow, Vivio, you must have some talent in you. I must recommend you to Marksman Academy one day.”
The lead soldier came up to Nanoha and patted her shoulder. “We found your daughter so come with us now. It’s getting late and the mutants are more active during the night.” Shari looked at the soldiers and nodded her head in approval. “For a race less advanced than us, you guys look tough.”
The lead beckoned everyone to follow him so he led them to the place where Johannes was encamped. Johannes was busy surveying his TAC Map in an apartment building when a group of soldiers came in.
“Colonel, Sergeant Lopez has returned with a group of locals who seem to have something to say about this infection outbreak.”
“Bring them in.”
Nanoha and the others came in. Nanoha was awed by Johannes’s tall, muscular build and the scar that ran down his right eye. “So, these are the locals?” asked Johannes. “No sir, this red-haired one claimed that she said that she is from Earth,” said Lopez. Johannes took a closer look at her and had a surprise. “Hey, you look familiar. I thought I’ve seen you somewhere in Japan before.”
Nanoha thought about it and shook her head. “I don’t remember seeing you, Colonel. Perhaps you’ve seen someone that looks like me.” “Hmm…in that case, let me ask you a question. Does your father Kyoya Takamachi work at the Midori-ya café? Do you have a mother whose name is Momoko, a sister named Miyuki and a brother named Shiro?”
“What, how’d you know?!” Nanoha exclaimed. Johannes gave a laugh. “Nanoha, I was a frequent visitor to your shop when I was just Chief Petty Officer! Don’t you remember a soldier with white hair that always gave you sweets and brought you out for walks?”
Nanoha remembered now. That soldier really did take her out for walks even though she never knew his name. That soldier with striking looks was the one that stood in front of her after 10 years. How could he remember her when she couldn’t even remember him? Nanoha was surprised to the core.
“Anyway, I’m surprised to see you here on a foreign planet. Not only that, you have grown into a striking young lady and you look just like your mother.” Johannes’s smile was just as same as it was 10 years ago. Nanoha always liked it but she dared not admit it. “Sir, I have something to tell about Jake and I hope you believe me.” “Jake…what is it about him? Also, can you tell me how you arrived here to work and all that? I’m much interested in what you’re gonna say,” said Johannes.
So, Nanoha related everything she done and achieved over the period of time until present day. She also told him about how Jake mutated an entire population and all that. Johannes listened intensively and nodded. When Nanoha was done, Johannes chewed on his cigarette butt. “Interesting history you have here, Nanoha. I think you do deserve to be Captain for all your efforts. As for Jake, I believe what you say but if I were to kill him, Kiethon will skin me alive. Not that I’m scared or anything but Kiethon is very influential. He has battalions on his side and anyone who opposed him was arrested. I appealed to the Board of Admiralty to have him fired because he poses a threat if his actions go unchecked. They wanted to but Kiethon will always have informants. I was Kiethon’s nemesis as I always looked for a chance to get him. It’s messy business in the Terran Military Force.”
Johannes’s face went dark and continued. “He was the one that ordered the research for Alpha Strain viruses. He was the one that had the entire planet turned into a battlefield! He was the reason why we have rebels on Mars! He…never mind, I don’t wish you all to meddle in our affairs. I dunno why he wanted viruses when we have guns to do the job. He has an agenda, I just know it.” Nanoha and others listened without a word. Suddenly, Johannes smiled. “I do believe he did something to Jake and had him pollute your planet as well. That is why I believe you. Don’t worry; I’ll do anything I can to get rid of him and Jake. We have no cure for Alpha Strains but we’re working on it.”
Nanoha was impressed by Johannes. He wasn’t a forceful type neither was he a panicky one. Johannes was a nice guy, as nice as he was 10 years ago. Johannes got up from the chair he sat on and went to look out the window of the building. At the entrance, soldiers and marines built a temporary bunker with machine guns to prevent the mutants from entering. Snipers were sent to scout the city and the outskirts.
“Nanoha, where are your other friends? I thought you have one Fate Tastetherooster and Hayate Yamaggi.”
Nanoha laughed. “It’s Fate Testarossa and Hayate Yagami. How do you know we worked together here?” “When I never saw you and your two friends for a long time, I suspected you three went somewhere,” said Johannes. Nanoha pointed at the TAC Map. “They’re in the water distribution facility just 30 kilometers north of here.”
Johannes nodded and ordered a detachment unit to retrieve her friends. Just then, they heard howling coming from somewhere in the city. Vivio was scared but Johannes looked calm. “They’re looking for more victims. It won’t be long before they find us.”
Gun shots rang out to confirm that.
“Come, let us do all we can to cleanse this city. Are you with me?” asked Johannes. Nanoha remembered he said the same thing before he took her out for walks when she was 9. “Yes, I’m with you,” replied Nanoha. She reloaded Raging Heart and smiled with confidence.
“Let’s kick mutant butt.”
Some points in here are fiction such as Johannes knowing Nanoha. It's a fanfic. What do you expect?
I've still got the whole chapter to write after that, so there's more to come.
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Aww, that was so cute. I'm glad you figured out the whole gun idea. Sounds pretty cool. Nanoha learning how to shoot a gun at 12 seems dangerous to me...SLB!with bullets.
Oh yeah. Befriending just got a lot more dangerous.
I'm glad you liked it! For some reason, Elise was easier to write here... I didn't worry about her characterization as much. I guess it's because she was talking about guns and was in her element, but she seems to come across much more smoothly to me than she did in the prologue. I think I might be getting the hang of writing her.
Real life and school work have been eating off my free time. ><
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Originally Posted by DezoPenguin
Hi! As some of you know, I've recently been posting MGLN fics over at ff.net, and more than one person (markesellus and RadiantBeam among them) mentioned that I should take a look over here. So I did. And after I picked my jaw up off the floor at the sheer amount of Nanoha fiction here (and all the familiar names...), I decided to sign up. So here I am!
*ducks*
Um, and since it's customary to bring gifts or something...at least in some cultures...some of which I may have heard of...here's a little something. It started out being one of the "Vivio's Magical Omake Theater!" bits that I clip onto the end of my Nanoha fics, but it got kind of out of hand until it was a story of its own. So...um, it's a good way to see if I've managed to figure out how to make these spoiler tags work?
Anyway, it takes place in, sort of, my own future-Vivio continuity, now on its second story.
Spoiler for How Reputations Are Made:
The giant hammer, its head ten feet long and four across, its tip a spinning drill, reared up in the sky.
"Limit Break!" shouted the petite redhead holding the handle. The hammer head rose and fell three times, popping out spent cartridges. "Destruction Hammer!"
The blonde teenager facing her grinned, her heterochromatic red and green eyes alight with the joy of battle. "Parisfal! Now!"
The vambrace on her upper right arm ratcheted up and down three times of its own, spitting out brass. The jeweled setting flickered royal blue.
"Stahl-Festung!"
Irresistible force met immovable object. The ultimate magical attack of the Iron Hammer Knight, Vita, collided with the ultimate magical defense of her student, Takamachi Vivio. The resulting explosion was deafening, a blaze of white light blotting out everything.
When the dust cleared, they lay at opposite ends of a thirty-foot crater blown in the training ground surface. Shaking her head to clear the cobwebs, Vivio tried to stand but a searing pain in her lower right leg made her sit back down.
"Oh, man," she groaned, then raised her voice. "Hey, Vita-sensei, can you give me a hand? I think I broke my tibia again."
"You're getting slack, kid. I keep telling you not to brace off your back foot like that when you're taking a hit that might get through."
"Sorry." It was a bad habit and she knew it.
"I'll be there in a sec."
Vita wobbled her way over.
"Can you pop my shoulders back in?"
"Both?"
"Hey, that shield of yours gives as good as it gets."
Vivio smiled at the compliment.
"Okay." Vita extended her arms; Vivio took them, braced her good foot in Vita's belly to hold her body in place, and yanked. There was an audible pop and both shoulder joints slipped back into place. That done, Vita helped Vivio stand up and let the taller girl put an arm around her for support.
"We," Vita summed it up, "are a mess." She smiled and added, "Nice fight, kid."
"Thanks, sensei." Vivio smiled back. They really were two of a kind, she thought, Belkan mage-knights and close-combat specialists, though their particular approaches to battle were almost mirror images. Vita came on like a relentless machine, crushing anything stupid enough to get in her way, while Vivio put herself in her enemy's path and let them shatter themselves on her shield walls. They'd been mentor and pupil for five years. Better than that, they were friends.
At the entrance to the training ground, they passed five white-shirted privates, there for their own morning training session, who watched them with stunned faces. Clearly they'd seen most of the mock battle on the monitor screens.
"Go get the car, willya?" Vita asked. "And call up Shamal and tell her she'll need to patch us up again?"
"Why me?"
"She'll give you less grief over it."
"All right."
Vita handed her Graf Eisen and Vivio hobbled off, using the warhammer as a makeshift cane.
"I...is that the kind of thing we'll be learning, ma'am?" one of the braver recruits dared to ask.
Vita shook her head.
"Nah, I'm strictly the second string as a teacher. You'll be studying under Nanoha. She's way harder than I am, but she's the kid's mom, so she was afraid she'd pull her punches. Hey, Vivio, you building that car from scratch?"
"In a minute! You want to try driving a stick shift with a broken leg?"
"Sure, if they'd put the pedals where someone my size can reach."
A quarter of an hour later, a thirty-year-old brunette walked up to the training grounds, her white uniform shirt and blue skirt crisp and neatly pressed, a sunny smile on her face.
"Good morning!" she greeted her fresh class of recruits. "My name is Takamachi Nanoha, and I'm going to be the combat instructor for--" She broke off her speech, not wanting to talk over the screams the sound of her name had triggered, and surveyed the damage. Three students had fainted outright while the other two cringed in horror against the far wall. A rising acrid stench told Nanoha that a loss of bladder control had hit at least one, probably more. She hung her head and sighed.
"Mou, Vivio, do you have to do this to every new class?"
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A/N: Just wait until she finds out what they did to the training ground! German translations again courtesy of my own brutal ignorance and Google.
Anyway, so, hi!
Welcome and have fun.
The short was really funny. Vivio and Vita's interactions were nice. Poor Nanoha at the end.
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Originally Posted by Evangelion Xgouki
DIVIDED DESTINY Two People, Two Paths
Spoiler for Divided Destiny, pt. 15:
As Nanoha made the trek to the small room she shared at one of the Residencies in the evening, she began to contemplate why she signed up for the mission. It was risky given not even her supervisor knew much about what they were to be doing or what they were to be driving. Granted it was to be via remote control they still had to be within transmission range. And it was to be at Eden of all places. Her birth place filled with memories of family and friends. She paused her steps for a moment. Friends...Fate. Had she gotten out of Eden when they evacuated? With the communication satellite down she had no means to contact her. Even more so she had no idea where she was on the planet, let alone if she was alive at all. But she had Hayate and her relatives there with her. They would look after each other, especially with Hayate's uncle Gil on the Eden Council. He definitely would make sure that they would have gotten out.
The brownish-red door in front of her broke her train of though. Apparently she had started walking again and ended up back at her place. The door parted and granted her access to the small space she shared.
"Ah, welcome back Nanoha!"
A smile came to the girl's face. It was a simple greeting, but to her it reaffirmed that she was home. Plymouth was her home. It was where her family and friends were. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, someday, the two colonies would reconcile and then they could all be together again. For now she had her mind on the upcoming mission. She didn't want to worry anyone so she decided to keep quiet about it.
"Thanks, Arisa-chan. It was Suzuka-chan's turn to cook tonight, right?"
A week passed by with no word about the mission. The day before those who volunteered got messages to meet at the Vehicle Factory at noon. Nanoha guessed that they would be starting the recon mission that day. As noon rolled around, she gave excuses to her friends that she was being sent off on a scouting mission for new mining locations to ward off any suspicions of her disappearance. It was easily accepted since she had gone on similar assignments before. For her it wasn't a complete lie. She was going out on a scouting mission; it just wasn't for mining locations.
Arriving at the Vehicle Factory, she was instructed to wait in one of the meeting rooms with the others. Inside she saw maybe about a dozen or so volunteers like herself. She only recognized one of them, Vice, from having worked with him before. It didn't surprise her that Vice would have volunteered for the mission. He had been assigned to assist with expansion of the colony's tubes the past few weeks and he had been quite...imaginative in profession his frustration over the boring assignment as of late. Small talk emerged between the room's occupants, mostly on their theories about what the new vehicle they would be operating would be. Some suggested it would be some kinda subterranean transport while others a giant mobile base they required all of them to operate it. Then there was Vice who was hoping for some kind of flying vehicle, like a helicopter he had seen in the archives. The conversations quickly died down as several security personnel entered the room. Seeing all eyes on them, the apparent leader spoke up.
"First, I would like to thank all of you for volunteering to participate in this mission. Now, I'm sure all of your know where we are heading. Why we are doing is for information. Several people on the council believe that the evacuation of Eden had something to do with their research in the Advance Labs. Our mission is to head in and use modified Scouts to scan and transmit whatever data we can find from their four labs."
The main screen in the room flared to life. One of the other security personnel brought up what appeared to be a satellite picture of the colony.
"We have the coordinates for their labs. However there appears to be some kind of damage to all the structures in the colony. Their power plants are still online which means the labs are still powered. While that makes our job easier of just having to scan the labs, it also limits out timetable. One of their Advance Labs shows to have extensive damage leading us to believe their might be volatile materials inside and could cause the labs to explode. If that is the case, we need to retrieve the data before that happens."
Two pictures came up above the fist, displaying some weird structure that looked like a radar dish and another of a vehicle with a dish mounted to it.
"What we also found were these. Based on what we were able to gather these things you see here...are weapons." A collective gasp came from the workers in the room. "From what we were able to gather these appear to be some kind of laser-based weapon system that Eden has deployed around the colony. They also seem to have adapted it to a mobile platform. A Scout we sent in earlier was attacked when it came within range of these weapons. Another Scout observed the lasers attacking a large piece of metal that fell from a structure, leading us to believe that they are aggressive to anything that moves. Why they are programmed to that we don't know. What it does is make this mission even more dangerous."
A hand came up from one of the workers. "But with these weapons around the labs, how will we be able to retrieve the data?"
"Ah, good question. That is where the new vehicle you will be operating comes in."
All the image son the screen were closed and replaced with a slow-spinning 3-D model. It was a 6-wheeled vehicle with a lean frame. A cab for one or two people could be seen integrated into the single body. It looked strikingly similar to the armed vehicles in the Eden picture except for the device mounted to it. Instead of the radar dish it had what could be described as a large cylinder mounted to it.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Microwave Lynx. The concept from what images we could get of Eden's version were used to develop this. It is an agile chassis armed with a focused-microwave projection weapon. They can be driven manually inside or via remote control. These will be our escort into Eden and what you will be operating."
That revelation got the workers talking. The idea of Eden having weapons, let alone Plymouth developing their own was a shock. Why would they need such a thing? And now here they were asked to operate these things. Was Eden planning on starting a war? Just what were they researching in those labs to warrant such a development? Emotions were mixed on the situation.
"We will be heading out in a half hour. They operate no different then what you have driven before though we will be instructing you on weapon operation en route. I will leave it to you to discuss driving roles."
A) Choose to operate a Scout
B) Choose to operate a Microwave Lynx
C) Change to Fate's PoV
So we find out more about Alicia and how she got to become the Pest. Some Precia and her relation to the Techno-Union too. I really thought Fate was going to die, but Zaeta pulls another surprise bottle from her sleeve. Hayate!!! Well, at least it seems the riders do have a weakness to things they hold dear. Hayate killing Vita would have been heartbreaking though... (for everybody). Nice Jail and Quattro scene. Alicia and Fate? Uh oh, will Alicia be alright? So we now return to the Royal Palace?
Vivio panted, laying back against the cushions of her pillows and closed her eyes weakly as she recovered. A few moments passed by before she took a deep breath and let out a small giggle. "Wow," She exhaled the word before slowly twisting the bottom of an object next to her. "That was amazing...." Moving forward, she crawled along her bed to where her video camera was on it's stand and smiled at it. "Thank you for the request, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did." She gave a playful wink and blew a kiss into the camera before reaching up and clicking it off.
Now free of being recorded, the girl started to clean up the small mess that she made. Her body was wiped lightly with a towel and the bedsheets were quickly stripped down to go into the washing machine. As she walked through the living room, she jumped lightly when a knock came on her door. "Wh-who is it?"
"Syn!" A voice sang out on the other side.
'Crap!' Vivio quickly shoved her sheets into the washer and ran back to her room. "J-just a second Syn! I'm, um, just out of shower!" She scrambled to get her camera stand down and placed her camcorder into it's case after removing the memory stick and placing it on her desk next to her laptop. After hiding the case in her closet she grabbed her disregarded clothes and put them on, almost falling over while trying to zip up her jeans while walking at the same time. "Coming!" She smoothed out her clothes and took a deep breath before opening the door to allow Syn inside. "Hey!"
"Hi," Syn looked at her curiously. "You get dried off that fast?"
Vivio repressed a gasp, realizing that her shower lie was completely obvious since she wasn't wet. "Uhm, I got dried off and did my hair but wasn't dressed."
"Oh, you're the type to walk around naked in your house?"
"Just got off work." Syn moved to the couch when Vivio patted the top of it and sat down. "I don't want to go home to an empty place soooo hi. You mind?"
"Not at all!" Vivio laughed nervously. "I was just cleaning."
"I can help?" Syn stood back up and smiled when Vivio frantically motioned with her hands. "Oh come on." She moved around Vivio and started going to the bedroom. "Let me see your room? I can clean it for you."
"No!" Vivio almost fell over chasing the girl.
"Nice room." Syn looked around and quickly turned to Face Vivio when the girl dived on the bed and shoved things off the side between the bed and wall. "What was that!?"
"I tripped!" Vivio kicked her leg out, knocking one more thing out of sight. "I- I hurt my leg and... I tripped!"
Syn looked at the girl oddly. "Okay... You're not hiding anything are you?"
"NO!"
".......I see." Syn smirked, moving to look under the bed and almost getting tackled by a frantic Vivio.
"Let's go get food! A date! leave, let's go now!"
"Hahaha, okay. That was easy." Syn was dragged by Vivio, grinning at the red tipped ears of the blond. 'I wonder what she was hiding from me?'
2008-10-22, 16:23
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*fanswords*
Anyways, no gift was necessary but it was great anyway. Hope to see more from you. Anything you might need as a new person is under Satashi's sig. Have fun and embrace the crack. 
Uh oh, will Alicia be alright? So we now return to the Royal Palace? 
