Part VIII is here...as a relatively...not-so-safe for works one either, and that is after I trimmed away most of the dirty words like thrust, grinding, etc. I never knew I had it in me to write such...dirty things. For the first time EVAR too.
Anyway, TEH CHEESE FROM BELKA : Part VIII is here. The ones below the multiple lines are NC-17...I think, so beware.
Spoiler for Part 8 : Love:
~Part VIII : Ai no Tsurugi~
Just as another day is another battle…this day, is when I meet Tiara again.
But today…it was different. I came alone, as Null was undergoing self-augmenting repairs… but today, even Tiara was alone. Shamal…Zafira, neither were there.
I came like I always do…being who I am, as Tiara sat there…looking at the full-moon up in the sky, I looked at its reflection on the open sea.
It’s nostalgic…
“Saga.”
“Tiara.”
I smiled. Without holding back, I just smiled.
I felt like a child, purely innocent, untainted for just that moment.
~~~
“Where’s Shamal or Zafira? Don’t they usually accompany you?”
Ah. That. Well…we’ve always met, not being alone. So I suppose it’s expected, somewhat… even though I told them it’s all right for them to do what they should and not accompany me all the time.
“They had things they had to do. Maybe they’ve already come to trust you.”
That wasn’t really the truth, but I wasn’t lying either.
Sigh…It feels wrong…to keep much of what I tell Saga…under wraps.
But it is the same…for both of us. I’m not hiding that fact, nor does he. I don’t know how he feels about it…but I can feel it, we’re both hiding under a mask.
Hiding our true selfs, behind a mask. Out of fear, out of compromise…I don’t know.
But still…I must ask him one thing.
~~~
“Why…do you often look sad, whenever you appear here?”
Sad? Here?
“I’m sorry if I might’ve stepped over your lines, but many times now…whenever I see your silhouette, your shadows…each step that brings you here, and you come with sadness. I can feel that you’re happy here, but I don’t feel the same whenever you come, or you leave. It’s almost as if…”
“I’m a different person…right?”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. You’re right. I never realized it, but I am…even now…for the both of us.”
~~~
That’s right. We’re friends. But that doesn’t change the fact that we’re hiding from each other.
But…it’s not like it really matters. It’s in the human nature.
Nor does it change my feelings towards you.
“Are you…angry, Saga?”
Angry? I’m angrier at myself, than anything else.
“No…I’m not. It’s the same for me. I haven’t been complete honest as well… What you see now, is me, but at the same time, I’m wearing a mask.”
“I too wear a mask…”
“It’s nothing to be sorry or ashamed about… We all wear mask, be it literally or not. There are things… that we’re afraid to tell others, no matter who they are…
Even the ones you love.”
…..
…..
Okay, this silence is scaring me…Wait a sec… the ones I love?
It’s true that I love Tiara, but…
“Do you…love me?”
~~~
I was feeling…strange. It’s like my mind isn’t registering anything…Moving closer to Saga, I just continued asking.
“Do you love me?”
In just a spur of a moment, even I couldn’t react as he pulled me into his chest, and held me tightly, strongly…not letting go, despite my weak resistance. His voice, soft, almost inaudible…spoke.
“I love you.”
I should be saying no. That’s right…no. I barely know him. Just his name…just…his name. I know nothing else. But my feelings…are mixed. I want to accept him, but…
I am the Princess of the Night Sky. My happiness should be the least important thing, compared to my people, my knights, my friends…
Saga is a kind man…I just need to say no. He’ll understand, surely.
Just…no.
Yet, I’m hesitating…mom…what should I do?
“Tiara...I pray for your happiness.”
I…I…
“Can you promise me..that you’ll love me for the rest of life, even in death?”
My breathing is ragged.
“That you’ll always be with me for all eternity, so long as we live, together as one?”
I held on to his embrace…stronger…not letting go.
“That…you’ll belong only to me and that no part of your heart belongs to another?”
I need to know.
"That you’ll speak only to me, and no one else?”
Please…
~~~
“No…I cannot promise you all that.”
I was honest. My feelings, what I am capable of…I won’t lie to her this time.
“But I can promise that I’ll love you, and even if you don’t, I will definitely be there for you and your happiness…because I love you, and no one else.”
I loosened my hug…and placed my face close to hers…as tears fell from her crimson red eyes…but not of sadness, but happiness.
“Idiot…taking what I said so seriously… generally people say ‘yes’ even when they can’t, right?”
“Probably.”
The distance between our faces closed to nothing as our lips touched. No words were needed…Just the feeling. The emotions…The proof.
~~~
On that night…there was nothing between us. There were no words, there was no lies, there was no truth. Just the both of us, together as one.
~~~
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~Part VIII Verse XIII : Expression~
It was simply a sense of exhilaration, an unspeakable flow of emotions that lead to this.
A simple kiss. An expression of emotional bonds, as they shared their kisses…not once, not twice, but as much as they both desired it. It was like a honey’s taste to a virgin bee… a taste so sweet it was addictive. It was something that made them wonder how they are going to live their lives without each other…It needed one another.
She voiced a mild squeal as her back fell before the flower bed, with his eyes eying everything that is beauty before him. An acknowledging smile, as both sides looked on for one another. Her hands, clinging to his shoulder, trembled as he proceeded with their act of love. He curled his fingers around her, running his fingers gently over the folds of her chest… a gentle stroke, and a hot breath flowing down her neck as her body jerked from the unexplainable experience of a man’s touch.
She tried to keep her voice down, but it was to no avail. Just as his arms and fingers were teasing her in all ways she never imagined possible, her own psyche was betraying her as she kissed him, tongued in as they shared all they could of their saliva, as a reply. It was ecstatic. Her arms held on tightly around his shoulders and neck, as she listened to her own voices from her mouth and from her mind.
Her first kiss. Her first squeals. Her first experience. Her everything…
It was just beginning, and there they were…already craving for one another. They needed to feel the touch, the scent... He helped unrobed her…it was just a simple clothwear as he took away the upper top, bringing sight to her beautiful chest. Relatively large, but not big, nor was it small. It was just perfect as her back arched away from the touch of his silver tongue. Each new sensation brought both of them a senseless feeling of new heights. A feeling of bliss.
It was the proper flow. As they shared the taste of their lips once again, just as how they began, he looked at herself and she looked at him, careful..with smiles, and he slowly moved, and there is was. The piercing pain, and the scream of expressions. Tears came from her eyes, as he held on to him as tightly as she had ever, her fingernails digging into him, as he had obtained everything that made her... They had become one.
It was painful...for both of them, but they shared their pain. They accepted what should become of it as he continued, a consistent flow as he felt his senses heightened with each move, just as her volume slowly came down, resistance accepting what is made of him…slowly, but surely becoming as one. The feelings, the senses, the burst and explosive reactions of the combined love and emotions stayed within the both of them…
It was the proof of their love.
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I think I'll go and hide myself, kthx bai.
Comments btw. This is the first time I've ever written some form of smut, even if they're already trimmed down from the original downright dirty version with the use of...improper words.
It was very tasteful to say the least. I'm not going to comment on the smut as I've never written any but it gives enough hints to what's happening without going into the details so good job on that front.
I loved Saga's reply to Tiara!!
@USB
Ooh. Very nice characters there. Especially Faye; Yay avid reader!!
Although whats with the massive jump in mage rankings
Last edited by Liingo; 2007-06-08 at 03:12.
Reason: my very slow typing....
Serge: Mirian and Sarah - withdraw from the RF6 residence immediately. Sarah&Mirian: Yes, sir. Serge: Leave the stealth cameras there but keep them at safe distance and don't move them if not necessary - if we make any mistakes it's very likely for them to find a connection to us. Sarah: Understood, anything else? Serge: It's important to know what they'll be talking about - are your cameras capable of audio recording? Sarah: Certainly, but from that distance the quality will be low. Serge: It's alright. Mirian - you'll make up an alibi for us in case the situation turns bad. Adjust the Department's records accordingly - today morning we were on a reconnaisance mission regarding recent Relic weapon problems, that would sound appropriate. Mirian: Roger that. Serge: Now the case's covered. By the way, that magic dampener turned out pretty effective - that'd be nice to have bullets with such properties. Sarah, will you take care of it? Sarah: Sure. A handgun bullet won't be able to expand that much though, but will surely cause the target a lot of problems. Shown level of effectiveness will be reachable with a sniper rifle round I think. Serge: Implement them both. Sarah: Yes, sir. The material is quite costly though, we won't be able to afford much of it. Serge: Did I just hear an S'Zet talking about costs? Sarah: I'm sorry,sir, but it's rare indeed. We'll be lucky to get a monthly supply of 50 kg. Serge: I understand. Keep me informed about RF6 activities, but our main objective remains the search for the true Book of Darkness. Sarah&Mirian: Yes, sir. Serge: Dismissed. /*to himself*/ It bugs me how they could deal with my aether threads. Normally their only option would be cutting the pillow to make them fall off. I must be more cautious next time.
Spoiler for AX steps in...:
Silvana, overhead MD/RF6 base. Minerva: two unknowns fleeing the base... suspected intruders. Kyla: Okay, I'll go down and check on them. Chacha, pursue and capture when needed. Minerva, keep observation and ???????, please be ready for deployment... Mine, Cha and ???: Yes, 'mam.
Kyla flies out of the ship, Key Device Vulcan deployed and Core jacket worn- Assault Brace. She then heads for the base. Chacha in the meantime is now at drop tube 2, activating her device.
[Clear Will Crystal]
[C.C. x C.C.]
[Materialization.... OK]
Tube then opens, dropping the teen. Chacha: Materialize!
[Clear Will Crystal]
[Materialization....]
[START]
the gemstone device activates, blessing the girl with her robe-type barrier jacket. and she now speeds towards the location of the two. Chacha: You can't escape!
[Clear Will Crystal]
[Crystal Stream]
[Miryoku...]
[ACTION!]
the girl is now surrounded with light, now boosting her speed towards the two unknowns.
- to be continued-
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Originally Posted by dkellis
Random filler! This takes place over several periods of time, mostly before the whole Return Of Rein I thing.
Spoiler for Ultra Director:
(Recording begins. Video quality is not good, but passable. Some taps and clicks are heard as the image, centered on a messy desk, is focused.)
Rancer: (offscreen, faintly) I can't believe I let you talk me into this.
(View jerks around to rest on Major Nova Alto, now very much out-of-focus thanks to the previous calibration moments before. The auto-focusing function valiantly fails to correct this entirely.)
Nova: (presumably with her usual smile) Welcome. My name is Major Nova Alto, from the 37th Criminal Investigation And Apprehension department of the Time-Space Administration Bureau.
(View cuts to outside the 37th CIAA office. Several people, clerks and Enforcers, are slowly walking past in the stiff manner of people who have been told to "walk normally". A couple of Enforcers stop in front of the office, and turn to each other.)
Enforcer 1: (haltingly) Man. It is good that we have small units like the 37th Criminal Investigation And Apprehension department to help us keep the peace in all our jurisdiction. They are a vital part of the Time-Space Administration Bureau.
Enforcer 2: That is correct. And true.
(The two of them stare at each other for a while unblinkingly, and then continue walking stiffly offscreen.)
-
(Scene cut to outdoors, a standard training ground. Reiz is there, in her Barrier Jacket, looking particularly nervous. Standing some distance away from her is Zafira, in an ill-fitting lab coat.)
Zafira: (boredly) You cannot stop me now, because my plan is about to come to its final fruition. Ha ha ha.
Reiz: Um, uh, w-we will not let you get away! (She points staff-form Impulse at him.)
Zafira: Ha ha. Ha.
Hayate: (offscreen) Put more feeling into it!
Zafira: (rallying) Ha! Ha ha!
Reiz: P-prepare yourself! (She shuffles towards Zafira, and carefully taps him on the shoulder.) Eiyah!
Zafira: Oh no, I have been defeated. (He theatrically falls to the ground.) I was a fool for going against the Time-Space Administration Bureau. How could I... (He trails off with a puzzled expression. Glancing to the side, he blinks, and then continues speaking.) ... could I not have seen the error of my ways?
Reiz: Um, um, victory is o-ours! W-we have once again s-served the cause of j-j-justice! (She attempts to make a V sign, uses the hand still holding Impulse, which leads to a fumble and dropping it onto the ground. She hastily picks it back up, looks frantically at her hands, before finally getting it right.)
(Pan up.)
-
(Scene cut to what looks like the entrance to a hospital. The view is slowly focusing and defocusing on the left half of Yuuno's face.)
Yuuno: Um, my name is Yuuno Scrya, and I'm the Head Librarian of the Infinite Library. It's a big job, but I have to say that I've gotten fairly used to it by now, especially with the help of all the other departments and Lila. Ever since I found myself on the 97th Non-Administered World and, uh, discovered Nano- I mean, Captain Takamachi, my life has been a very exciting one. All in all, though, I'm glad that I managed to end up doing a job I loved, and the Infinite Library is a treasure trove of information about ancient civilizations and, um, other matters of historical- I mean, I'd like to see more of Na- uh, Captain Takamachi, but as it is, we're pretty busy in our-
(Focus suddenly snaps to a tall figure in the background carrying another person over his shoulder, yelling about broken feet. There is a distinct flash of white before the two enter the hospital proper.)
Yuuno: -own positions, and we don't have much time to see each other. Oh, but we'll always be good friends, and, um- well, it's not really my place to say it, but, uh, we've kind of, um-
(Very brief error screen.)
-
(Scene cut to Ivey sitting at a desk, fingers flying over a keyboard, face locked in concentration. There is a window behind her showing clear skies.)
Ivey: Hm, the 37th CIAA? Ah, I transferred in when... hm, when was it again? Well, it doesn't matter. Rancer and I were pretty much a partnership, and he... (her eyebrow twitches) Uh. Um. Uh, where was I? Anyway. We solved a few cases, nothing really big, but some of them got the brass really interested, so we got some tougher assignments- ah, don't do that!
(The view outside the window is marred by a single distant mushroom cloud. A faint thump from the shockwave is heard.)
Ivey: Sorry, that was to the, um, computer. So, I don't really mind that other units get all the big jobs and big publicity, since that's how the world works, and I hear that the TSAB's gonna be recruiting- no, don't go there! Uh, recruiting more people and raising the budget or something. That's got to be good, right? Or something like that, and- no, no! (She exhales in frustration.) Who's that anyway? "Frozen Ministra"?
(View focuses on the outside, where the mushroom cloud is still expanding, and slowly pans up.)
(Blank screen. Words appear.)
Life In The TSAB Episode 01: end of file. Continue to next (Y/N)?
- *Taps the 'Y' key franticallyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy yyyyyyy.*
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
What Nanoha-verse needs is it's own version of Genei Ryodan. An awesome cast of Lost Logia thieves FTW. And they don't all need to be remotely l33t either, they can have lousy B/C rank mages that serve the purpose well and still fit in a strong group of mage thieves.
Maybe Mabiko ought to cook up a love-potion for Hayate or something and let it's effect work on "someone" aside from her.
Hmm...now that I think about it, a ZnT scene with Rossa and Hayate would work great. The "experienced" Acous getting flabberghasted at an extremely OOC Hayate and tries hard to keep his "brother-ism" nice and not cross the stripe of sis-con-ism.
*Starts planning...something....hopefully.*
- a Genei- type of group is in the works... though me and Kha are still working on the leader, "Fangwang".
- Kyla: do any of the ancient books have any references to Potions?
?????: dunno, ask ???? for that...
K: him huh? if he's not jumping across a thousand problems, then maybe he can e of help.
- May the divine help Rossa...
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Originally Posted by USB500
oh, God, how could I miss this? And-- what's this? Unison Devices on the loose? This spells disaster to our Aces if they miscalculate their strength.
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Hmm... does posting story-like post allowed here? I noticed some of us have already done the same, so I thought I'd like to share what I have been working on since last night. Besides, sooner or later, they're going to be involved directly with Riot Force 6.
I introduce you....
Spoiler for please click:
DIARY OF A WIND TALKER
Spoiler for part 1:
I was startled. So did the rest of us. After working with him for over 25 years, why would he retire from his position? Had he not thought of the welfare of his subordinates, his partners? Had he not thought of the hardships all of us had endured together with him along this time? Had he not thought of our feelings toward him?
General Armstrong coughed. “I knew all of you would react to this news,” he spoke and nudged the envelope a bit. He looked sad, I noticed. I wish I could help him anywhere I could but I was not in the best position to do so. “Sadly, the resignation has already been approved by Admiral Haraoun. In the next 48 hours, I’ll be leaving this office and returning to Earth.”
I frowned. This was unacceptable. We, the Wind Talkers, had sworn our allegiance and loyalty to serve General Armstrong for our entire life. And yet he easily chose to retire and leave this office.
“I cannot accept it!”
Everyone stared at me. Even General Armstrong gave me the look of surprise. “With due respect, General,” I spoke, “your service is still urgently needed here. You may retire, but that does NOT mean you have to leave this office as well! I need you. Everyone needs you!”
He sighed. “I know how your feeling towards me is, Elisa,” he spoke. “Yes, I am aware my presence is still needed in this office, but I have considered returning to my ordinary life. 35 years…” He threw his sight to the ceiling. “That is such a long time…”
“But General, what about us? Without your guidance, we will be--”
He lifted his hands. He wanted me to stop. Why, General? I just wanted to express my thought. I just wanted you to know that I needed you more than anything you could have imagined.
“Elisa,” he spoke. “I have treated you as my own child. I have long known realized your true feeling. I’m sorry for disappointing you.” I was speechless. He knew my feeling all this time, yet he did not tell me anything about it.
I began to cry. “General…” I sobbed, burying my face in my palms. “Why?” Snow Wolf gave me a soft rub on my back, while Faye offered me her hankie. “I just wanted you to stay a bit longer…”
I heard his chuckles. I looked back at him, eyes watery and all. He was smiling, but what was it for? “Whatever it is, I will not leave this team without appointing my new successor,” he spoke. “That’s why…” He gestured to one of the TSAB officers to open the door. “I’d like to introduce all of you to my apprentice. Please come in.”
I turned to the door. My colleagues did the same. Soon our eyes were locked on the sight of a boy. His stance was ungainly, and his face told us he was seriously fatigued. Who was this boy?
The boy approached General Armstrong’s desk. “Everyone, meet Hikki Kokurabuji, a Gale Whistler. Hikki, these are the Wind Talkers I’ve told you before.”
As soon as he turned and stared at us, I was immediately enveloped in a sensation; it was something I had never felt before. Gale Whistler; of course, the lost tribe of the 42nd Administered World Narulia. I had read a lot about the tribe from the Infinite Library. They were said to be the guardian of the wind deities and had the abilities to communicate with the element.
I never thought to actually meet the Gale Whistler face to face.
“He may not look like what all of you have expected, but Hikki has stayed with me long enough to learn everything about this team,” General Armstrong spoke. “By the way, in case you’re wondering, he has recently finished his preliminary field course with Lost Property Riot Force 6. That’s why he looks quite exhausted.”
“Actually I was having much fun with the Aces,” Hikki said nonchalantly and bashfully chortled. “Though I couldn’t keep up with them sometimes.”
“General, don’t tell me, this boy…” Snow Wolf uttered, “…is our new leader?”
General Armstrong nodded. “As a matter of fact, Hikki has been recently promoted by the Admiral as Tactical Instructor and appointed to this office as Commanding Officer. He will be in charge of this office starting today. I would like to stress here that the selection has been wholly approved by the bureau’s high-level administration.”
He later turned to Hikki. “Hikki, I leave this office to you. Please take a very great care of it, okay?”
The boy smiled. “Don’t worry, General. I know what I’m expected to do.”
“Well, then.” General Armstrong stood from his chair. Sitting Dragon immediately cried out the command: “Ten-Hut!” and simultaneously we gave our leader our farewell salute. We cried; we knew we would never see him once he walked out of the door. Yet we were very proud not only because we were the Wind Talkers, but because we were a part of his family.
General, we will never forget all deeds you have done to us.
He finally walked out. He had gone, leaving us with memories we would forever cherish. We smiled; we knew he was still counting on us to keep the legacy of the Wind Talkers alive.
We turned to Hikki. He noticed he was being watched and looked at us. Officer Kokurabuji,” I began to speak, “we the Wind Talkers have sworn our loyalty to serve leaders with our body and soul. Please, allow us to forge new allegiance with you.”
Hikki inexplicably laughed. “Oh, please, all of you, please,” he said between his laughs, “I know you’re very eager to work with me as my subordinates, but I feel a bit awkward when you mentioned the word ‘forge’,” he said and shyly scratched his cheek. “I’m not really used to anything… formal.”
“But Officer--”
“Hikki is enough,” he said as to put and end to my persistence. “Besides, I’m actually looking forward to working with you guys as friends. I find it easier if all of us become friends. What do you say?”
I was speechless. This boy, the Gale Whistlers, did not intend to treat us like our previous leaders did. He wanted to forge friendship with us. He wanted us to become his friends. This was the most shocking revelation I had ever encountered in my whole life.
He approached me. He offered me a handshake. “Anyway,” he spoke, “I’m Hikki Kokurabuji. What’s yours?”
I smiled. I took his hand and held it tightly. “Elisa,” I pronounced my name. “Elisa Hartmann.”
This is only a part of the story I'm going to post, and possibly implement in Lyrical of Time. Thoughts?
Oh, I'm going to put profiles of the Wind Talkers sometime soon.
- a windtalker is also very good application on undeviced magic... +100 for originality
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
HOLY SHITE.
Part VIII is here...as a relatively...not-so-safe for works one either, and that is after I trimmed away most of the dirty words like thrust, grinding, etc. I never knew I had it in me to write such...dirty things. For the first time EVAR too.
Anyway, TEH CHEESE FROM BELKA : Part VIII is here. The ones below the multiple lines are NC-17...I think, so beware.
Spoiler for Part 8 : Love:
~Part VIII Verse XIII : Expression~
It was simply a sense of exhilaration, an unspeakable flow of emotions that lead to this.
A simple kiss. An expression of emotional bonds, as they shared their kisses…not once, not twice, but as much as they both desired it. It was like a honey’s taste to a virgin bee… a taste so sweet it was addictive. It was something that made them wonder how they are going to live their lives without each other…It needed one another.
She voiced a mild squeal as her back fell before the flower bed, with his eyes eying everything that is beauty before him. An acknowledging smile, as both sides looked on for one another. Her hands, clinging to his shoulder, trembled as he proceeded with their act of love. He curled his fingers around her, running his fingers gently over the folds of her chest… a gentle stroke, and a hot breath flowing down her neck as her body jerked from the unexplainable experience of a man’s touch.
She tried to keep her voice down, but it was to no avail. Just as his arms and fingers were teasing her in all ways she never imagined possible, her own psyche was betraying her as she kissed him, tongued in as they shared all they could of their saliva, as a reply. It was ecstatic. Her arms held on tightly around his shoulders and neck, as she listened to her own voices from her mouth and from her mind.
Her first kiss. Her first squeals. Her first experience. Her everything…
It was just beginning, and there they were…already craving for one another. They needed to feel the touch, the scent... He helped unrobed her…it was just a simple clothwear as he took away the upper top, bringing sight to her beautiful chest. Relatively large, but not big, nor was it small. It was just perfect as her back arched away from the touch of his silver tongue. Each new sensation brought both of them a senseless feeling of new heights. A feeling of bliss.
It was the proper flow. As they shared the taste of their lips once again, just as how they began, he looked at herself and she looked at him, careful..with smiles, and he slowly moved, and there is was. The piercing pain, and the scream of expressions. Tears came from her eyes, as he held on to him as tightly as she had ever, her fingernails digging into him, as he had obtained everything that made her... They had become one.
It was painful...for both of them, but they shared their pain. They accepted what should become of it as he continued, a consistent flow as he felt his senses heightened with each move, just as her volume slowly came down, resistance accepting what is made of him…slowly, but surely becoming as one. The feelings, the senses, the burst and explosive reactions of the combined love and emotions stayed within the both of them…
It was the proof of their love.
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I think I'll go and hide myself, kthx bai.
Comments btw. This is the first time I've ever written some form of smut, even if they're already trimmed down from the original downright dirty version with the use of...improper words.
You're right, I did miss something. Stupid nausea...
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Originally Posted by USB500
Hmm... does posting story-like post allowed here? I noticed some of us have already done the same, so I thought I'd like to share what I have been working on since last night. Besides, sooner or later, they're going to be involved directly with Riot Force 6.
I introduce you....
Spoiler for please click:
DIARY OF A WIND TALKER
Spoiler for part 1:
I was startled. So did the rest of us. After working with him for over 25 years, why would he retire from his position? Had he not thought of the welfare of his subordinates, his partners? Had he not thought of the hardships all of us had endured together with him along this time? Had he not thought of our feelings toward him?
General Armstrong coughed. “I knew all of you would react to this news,” he spoke and nudged the envelope a bit. He looked sad, I noticed. I wish I could help him anywhere I could but I was not in the best position to do so. “Sadly, the resignation has already been approved by Admiral Haraoun. In the next 48 hours, I’ll be leaving this office and returning to Earth.”
I frowned. This was unacceptable. We, the Wind Talkers, had sworn our allegiance and loyalty to serve General Armstrong for our entire life. And yet he easily chose to retire and leave this office.
“I cannot accept it!”
Everyone stared at me. Even General Armstrong gave me the look of surprise. “With due respect, General,” I spoke, “your service is still urgently needed here. You may retire, but that does NOT mean you have to leave this office as well! I need you. Everyone needs you!”
He sighed. “I know how your feeling towards me is, Elisa,” he spoke. “Yes, I am aware my presence is still needed in this office, but I have considered returning to my ordinary life. 35 years…” He threw his sight to the ceiling. “That is such a long time…”
“But General, what about us? Without your guidance, we will be--”
He lifted his hands. He wanted me to stop. Why, General? I just wanted to express my thought. I just wanted you to know that I needed you more than anything you could have imagined.
“Elisa,” he spoke. “I have treated you as my own child. I have long known realized your true feeling. I’m sorry for disappointing you.” I was speechless. He knew my feeling all this time, yet he did not tell me anything about it.
I began to cry. “General…” I sobbed, burying my face in my palms. “Why?” Snow Wolf gave me a soft rub on my back, while Faye offered me her hankie. “I just wanted you to stay a bit longer…”
I heard his chuckles. I looked back at him, eyes watery and all. He was smiling, but what was it for? “Whatever it is, I will not leave this team without appointing my new successor,” he spoke. “That’s why…” He gestured to one of the TSAB officers to open the door. “I’d like to introduce all of you to my apprentice. Please come in.”
I turned to the door. My colleagues did the same. Soon our eyes were locked on the sight of a boy. His stance was ungainly, and his face told us he was seriously fatigued. Who was this boy?
The boy approached General Armstrong’s desk. “Everyone, meet Hikki Kokurabuji, a Gale Whistler. Hikki, these are the Wind Talkers I’ve told you before.”
As soon as he turned and stared at us, I was immediately enveloped in a sensation; it was something I had never felt before. Gale Whistler; of course, the lost tribe of the 42nd Administered World Narulia. I had read a lot about the tribe from the Infinite Library. They were said to be the guardian of the wind deities and had the abilities to communicate with the element.
I never thought to actually meet the Gale Whistler face to face.
“He may not look like what all of you have expected, but Hikki has stayed with me long enough to learn everything about this team,” General Armstrong spoke. “By the way, in case you’re wondering, he has recently finished his preliminary field course with Lost Property Riot Force 6. That’s why he looks quite exhausted.”
“Actually I was having much fun with the Aces,” Hikki said nonchalantly and bashfully chortled. “Though I couldn’t keep up with them sometimes.”
“General, don’t tell me, this boy…” Snow Wolf uttered, “…is our new leader?”
General Armstrong nodded. “As a matter of fact, Hikki has been recently promoted by the Admiral as Tactical Instructor and appointed to this office as Commanding Officer. He will be in charge of this office starting today. I would like to stress here that the selection has been wholly approved by the bureau’s high-level administration.”
He later turned to Hikki. “Hikki, I leave this office to you. Please take a very great care of it, okay?”
The boy smiled. “Don’t worry, General. I know what I’m expected to do.”
“Well, then.” General Armstrong stood from his chair. Sitting Dragon immediately cried out the command: “Ten-Hut!” and simultaneously we gave our leader our farewell salute. We cried; we knew we would never see him once he walked out of the door. Yet we were very proud not only because we were the Wind Talkers, but because we were a part of his family.
General, we will never forget all deeds you have done to us.
He finally walked out. He had gone, leaving us with memories we would forever cherish. We smiled; we knew he was still counting on us to keep the legacy of the Wind Talkers alive.
We turned to Hikki. He noticed he was being watched and looked at us. Officer Kokurabuji,” I began to speak, “we the Wind Talkers have sworn our loyalty to serve leaders with our body and soul. Please, allow us to forge new allegiance with you.”
Hikki inexplicably laughed. “Oh, please, all of you, please,” he said between his laughs, “I know you’re very eager to work with me as my subordinates, but I feel a bit awkward when you mentioned the word ‘forge’,” he said and shyly scratched his cheek. “I’m not really used to anything… formal.”
“But Officer--”
“Hikki is enough,” he said as to put and end to my persistence. “Besides, I’m actually looking forward to working with you guys as friends. I find it easier if all of us become friends. What do you say?”
I was speechless. This boy, the Gale Whistlers, did not intend to treat us like our previous leaders did. He wanted to forge friendship with us. He wanted us to become his friends. This was the most shocking revelation I had ever encountered in my whole life.
He approached me. He offered me a handshake. “Anyway,” he spoke, “I’m Hikki Kokurabuji. What’s yours?”
I smiled. I took his hand and held it tightly. “Elisa,” I pronounced my name. “Elisa Hartmann.”
This is only a part of the story I'm going to post, and possibly implement in Lyrical of Time. Thoughts?
Oh, I'm going to put profiles of the Wind Talkers sometime soon.
I'm glad that the Wind Talkers were very professional about it. Bodes well for Hikki. Like Hayate, Hikki's status as the only Gale Whistler does lubricate matters of promotion, ne?
Btw, are the Wind Talkers that busy to have no time to visit Armstrong on Earth? I mean, even Riot 6 had time for a Terran holiday in the middle of an op.
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touching. Me likes, because it reminds me of Romeo & Juliet and me dont care if it's NC-17 or not, because it fits the romantic mood.
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well, here we go.
Spoiler for space-saving:
THE WIND TALKERS
Official designation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Background: the Wind Talkers have been around for 75 years, originally established as freelancer interpretation group working for organizations around the world. With history traceable to the First Belkan War, where a group of Navajo Indians from Earth were recruited to assist the Allied Force’s covert operation divisions. They have close connection with the military, and become a part of Time-Space Administration Bureau soon after its establishment.
Modus operandi: the Wind Talkers function as the bureau’s “unofficial” secret messages deciphering team, often taking part in analyzing and deciphering any secret message they listen to. They also work with Infinite Library whenever there’s the need to decipher ancient language, a field of research they excel the most.
Jackson Armstrong
Origin: Earth (nationality: American)
Age: 55
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: General Inspector (retired)
Magic level: S+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; ancient language deciphering
Background: The Wind Talker’s fifth leader, General Armstrong (as he is usually referred to) is among the best in his class, with knowledge of over 100 languages. He was actively involved in the bureau’s archaeological expeditions, in which he worked to decipher ancient languages. As he grows older, he begins to wonder whether it is worth leaving normal life for over 35 years and decides to retire after the Chronomancer Case, appointing Hikki as the unit’s new leader.
Notes worth mentioning:
General Armstrong is Annabelle’s grandfather and her official guardian.
General Armstrong is the bureau’s former ace. To this day, he is still respected by TSAB officers for his vast experience.
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Elisa Hartmann
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 26
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Chief Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; ancient language deciphering
Background: the Wind Talker’s second-in-command, Elisa was adopted by General Armstrong on his seventh archaeological tour to Narulia after she was found straying in the archaeological site alone. Finding no valuable information on her family or relatives, General Armstrong took her with him and raised her as his surrogate daughter. She looks after General Armstrong as a father figure but is too reluctant to openly confess her feeling.
Notes worth mentioning: Elise is sensitively unstable and her emotions seem to range from mild panic to absolute trauma. She seems to be haunted by her past, but does not dare sharing it with everyone.
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Faye Hung
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 16
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; interrogation
Background: Faye joins the Wind Talkers as to expand her linguistic knowledge. She is one of the unit’s Code Talkers (the other one is her fellow Elise): Code Talker refers to a person with the ability to speak in ciphered/coded languages, usually a combination of two or more tribal languages, and Faye is the only Code Talker to be able to speak in combination of seven different languages. Such complexity of the combination leads to her status as The Vault, and she is very fond of the moniker as it allows her to keep secrets.
Notes worth mentioning: Faye loves reading and will spend hours concealed inside Infinite Library just to read a book.
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Snow Wolf
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 29
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation
Sitting Dragon
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 30
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; interrogation
Background: Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon come from a Gravian indigenous tribe known as Ebla, in many ways similar to Earth’s Navajo Indian tribe. They are close friends and never seen away from each other. They seem to have bipolar relationship; Sitting Dragon’s aggressive nature is often balanced by Snow Wolf’s friendlier personality.
Notes worth mentioning: back at their home planet, Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon are Ebla Tribe’s best robot pilots.
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Azali Abdullah
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 36
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant Major
Magic level: A
Specialty: code deciphering
Background: Azali is the only person in the unit able to understand each and every word Faye speaks, even if it happens to be daily conversations. Azali is a natural-born deciphering machine. He is said to be able to understand secret conversation simply by listening to it.
Notes worth mentioning: the reason Azali is chosen as Faye’s “official” translator is that he adopted the girl, orphaned on early age after her parents died in car accident back at his hometown Kuala Lipis.
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Hikki Kokurabuji
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 19
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Rank: (in 271st SOU) Junior Inspector
Magic level: SS
Specialty: ancient language deciphering (learned from General Armstrong)
Background: the newest member of the Wind Talkers, Hikki is taught by General Armstrong on secrets of ancient languages and selected to take over the office after General Armstrong retires. Although not very fond of leading the unit, Hikki strives to forge friendship with each Wind Talker, believing that he may able to gain their trust from this method.
Notes worth mentioning: Hikki is skilled in Japanese, Ukrainian, Korean and English. He also knows the basic of Narulian languages, especially the lost language of Minamikaze Tribe.
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Kha, I think you missed the best part of the Wind Talkers. You can check my post at this thread's previous page.
First Terran multi-cultural force! I wanted to do something like that, but German historical baggage just didn't cut it. Kudos!
And now I suppose there's a department out there who can confuse both Aurion and Kha, while they've been confusing everyone else with jargon?
- a windtalker is also very good application on undeviced magic... +100 for originality
err.... can you elaborate a bit? I seem to miss your point.
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You're right, I did miss something. Stupid nausea...
I'm glad that the Wind Talkers were very professional about it. Bodes well for Hikki. Like Hayate, Hikki's status as the only Gale Whistler does lubricate matters of promotion, ne?
Btw, are the Wind Talkers that busy to have no time to visit Armstrong on Earth? I mean, even Riot 6 had time for a Terran holiday in the middle of an op.
First Terran multi-cultural force! I wanted to do something like that, but German historical baggage just didn't cut it. Kudos!
And now I suppose there's a department out there who can confuse both Aurion and Kha, while they've been confusing everyone else with jargon?
BTW, is Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon a reference?
1: my friend, are you alright? You sound like you're sick or something
2: it is
3: *attempts to contact Wind Talker's office, but only receives a message that sounds like this:
"This is Wind Talker's message box. I am very sorry to inform you that none of us are available today. If you have any message to convey, please press one. To end this conversation, press two. Thank you and have a nice day."
I think they're so secretive as in their daily routines....
4: I've wanted to do a multi-cultural department for quite a while, actually.
5: I bet Anna and the rest of the lolis are very excited about the news, as they can write their love letters to Erio in secret languages without any worries of being... "caught in the act".
6: well, actually, partially. Keep in mind that Wind Talkers are partially inspired by American Indian tribes -- Navajo, in particular. Hence, the name.
Silvana, overhead MD/RF6 base. Minerva: two unknowns fleeing the base... suspected intruders. Kyla: Okay, I'll go down and check on them. Chacha, pursue and capture when needed. Minerva, keep observation and ???????, please be ready for deployment... Mine, Cha and ???: Yes, 'mam.
Kyla flies out of the ship, Key Device Vulcan deployed and Core jacket worn- Assault Brace. She then heads for the base. Chacha in the meantime is now at drop tube 2, activating her device.
[Clear Will Crystal]
[C.C. x C.C.]
[Materialization.... OK]
Tube then opens, dropping the teen. Chacha: Materialize!
[Clear Will Crystal]
[Materialization....]
[START]
the gemstone device activates, blessing the girl with her robe-type barrier jacket. and she now speeds towards the location of the two. Chacha: You can't escape!
[Clear Will Crystal]
[Crystal Stream]
[Miryoku...]
[ACTION!]
the girl is now surrounded with light, now boosting her speed towards the two unknowns.
- to be continued-
I'll react as soon as I get time to type (work ... ). Didn't expect someone to interfere that fast
Part VIII is here...as a relatively...not-so-safe for works one either, and that is after I trimmed away most of the dirty words like thrust, grinding, etc. I never knew I had it in me to write such...dirty things. For the first time EVAR too.
Anyway, TEH CHEESE FROM BELKA : Part VIII is here. The ones below the multiple lines are NC-17...I think, so beware.
Spoiler for Part 8 : Love:
~Part VIII : Ai no Tsurugi~
Just as another day is another battle…this day, is when I meet Tiara again.
But today…it was different. I came alone, as Null was undergoing self-augmenting repairs… but today, even Tiara was alone. Shamal…Zafira, neither were there.
I came like I always do…being who I am, as Tiara sat there…looking at the full-moon up in the sky, I looked at its reflection on the open sea.
It’s nostalgic…
“Saga.”
“Tiara.”
I smiled. Without holding back, I just smiled.
I felt like a child, purely innocent, untainted for just that moment.
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“Where’s Shamal or Zafira? Don’t they usually accompany you?”
Ah. That. Well…we’ve always met, not being alone. So I suppose it’s expected, somewhat… even though I told them it’s all right for them to do what they should and not accompany me all the time.
“They had things they had to do. Maybe they’ve already come to trust you.”
That wasn’t really the truth, but I wasn’t lying either.
Sigh…It feels wrong…to keep much of what I tell Saga…under wraps.
But it is the same…for both of us. I’m not hiding that fact, nor does he. I don’t know how he feels about it…but I can feel it, we’re both hiding under a mask.
Hiding our true selfs, behind a mask. Out of fear, out of compromise…I don’t know.
But still…I must ask him one thing.
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“Why…do you often look sad, whenever you appear here?”
Sad? Here?
“I’m sorry if I might’ve stepped over your lines, but many times now…whenever I see your silhouette, your shadows…each step that brings you here, and you come with sadness. I can feel that you’re happy here, but I don’t feel the same whenever you come, or you leave. It’s almost as if…”
“I’m a different person…right?”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. You’re right. I never realized it, but I am…even now…for the both of us.”
~~~
That’s right. We’re friends. But that doesn’t change the fact that we’re hiding from each other.
But…it’s not like it really matters. It’s in the human nature.
Nor does it change my feelings towards you.
“Are you…angry, Saga?”
Angry? I’m angrier at myself, than anything else.
“No…I’m not. It’s the same for me. I haven’t been complete honest as well… What you see now, is me, but at the same time, I’m wearing a mask.”
“I too wear a mask…”
“It’s nothing to be sorry or ashamed about… We all wear mask, be it literally or not. There are things… that we’re afraid to tell others, no matter who they are…
Even the ones you love.”
…..
…..
Okay, this silence is scaring me…Wait a sec… the ones I love?
It’s true that I love Tiara, but…
“Do you…love me?”
~~~
I was feeling…strange. It’s like my mind isn’t registering anything…Moving closer to Saga, I just continued asking.
“Do you love me?”
In just a spur of a moment, even I couldn’t react as he pulled me into his chest, and held me tightly, strongly…not letting go, despite my weak resistance. His voice, soft, almost inaudible…spoke.
“I love you.”
I should be saying no. That’s right…no. I barely know him. Just his name…just…his name. I know nothing else. But my feelings…are mixed. I want to accept him, but…
I am the Princess of the Night Sky. My happiness should be the least important thing, compared to my people, my knights, my friends…
Saga is a kind man…I just need to say no. He’ll understand, surely.
Just…no.
Yet, I’m hesitating…mom…what should I do?
“Tiara...I pray for your happiness.”
I…I…
“Can you promise me..that you’ll love me for the rest of life, even in death?”
My breathing is ragged.
“That you’ll always be with me for all eternity, so long as we live, together as one?”
I held on to his embrace…stronger…not letting go.
“That…you’ll belong only to me and that no part of your heart belongs to another?”
I need to know.
"That you’ll speak only to me, and no one else?”
Please…
~~~
“No…I cannot promise you all that.”
I was honest. My feelings, what I am capable of…I won’t lie to her this time.
“But I can promise that I’ll love you, and even if you don’t, I will definitely be there for you and your happiness…because I love you, and no one else.”
I loosened my hug…and placed my face close to hers…as tears fell from her crimson red eyes…but not of sadness, but happiness.
“Idiot…taking what I said so seriously… generally people say ‘yes’ even when they can’t, right?”
“Probably.”
The distance between our faces closed to nothing as our lips touched. No words were needed…Just the feeling. The emotions…The proof.
~~~
On that night…there was nothing between us. There were no words, there was no lies, there was no truth. Just the both of us, together as one.
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~Part VIII Verse XIII : Expression~
It was simply a sense of exhilaration, an unspeakable flow of emotions that lead to this.
A simple kiss. An expression of emotional bonds, as they shared their kisses…not once, not twice, but as much as they both desired it. It was like a honey’s taste to a virgin bee… a taste so sweet it was addictive. It was something that made them wonder how they are going to live their lives without each other…It needed one another.
She voiced a mild squeal as her back fell before the flower bed, with his eyes eying everything that is beauty before him. An acknowledging smile, as both sides looked on for one another. Her hands, clinging to his shoulder, trembled as he proceeded with their act of love. He curled his fingers around her, running his fingers gently over the folds of her chest… a gentle stroke, and a hot breath flowing down her neck as her body jerked from the unexplainable experience of a man’s touch.
She tried to keep her voice down, but it was to no avail. Just as his arms and fingers were teasing her in all ways she never imagined possible, her own psyche was betraying her as she kissed him, tongued in as they shared all they could of their saliva, as a reply. It was ecstatic. Her arms held on tightly around his shoulders and neck, as she listened to her own voices from her mouth and from her mind.
Her first kiss. Her first squeals. Her first experience. Her everything…
It was just beginning, and there they were…already craving for one another. They needed to feel the touch, the scent... He helped unrobed her…it was just a simple clothwear as he took away the upper top, bringing sight to her beautiful chest. Relatively large, but not big, nor was it small. It was just perfect as her back arched away from the touch of his silver tongue. Each new sensation brought both of them a senseless feeling of new heights. A feeling of bliss.
It was the proper flow. As they shared the taste of their lips once again, just as how they began, he looked at herself and she looked at him, careful..with smiles, and he slowly moved, and there is was. The piercing pain, and the scream of expressions. Tears came from her eyes, as he held on to him as tightly as she had ever, her fingernails digging into him, as he had obtained everything that made her... They had become one.
It was painful...for both of them, but they shared their pain. They accepted what should become of it as he continued, a consistent flow as he felt his senses heightened with each move, just as her volume slowly came down, resistance accepting what is made of him…slowly, but surely becoming as one. The feelings, the senses, the burst and explosive reactions of the combined love and emotions stayed within the both of them…
It was the proof of their love.
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I think I'll go and hide myself, kthx bai.
Comments btw. This is the first time I've ever written some form of smut, even if they're already trimmed down from the original downright dirty version with the use of...improper words.
Incredible...... Simply fantastic and tasteful. It's masterpiece material...... *remains speechless for a few minutes*
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Here I mean Act III of Serge's background, not the case with Tais. So I wonder if Aurion has means of knowing it (and he certainly has unless I make the Aces and other participants unable to tell him anything, because they'd probably let him know otherwise). I have some ideas how to do it but that'd make his loss not certain to say the least How well exactly do you intend Aurion to be informed?
Just asking Nanoha about some hands-on details would work. He'll get more information on the way.
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So far I see following possibilities regarding Serge's past:
- every participant remembers all the events from "Dance of the Demons" and is theoretically able to tell about them, thus Aurion would probably want to see Serge dead
Why are you being paranoid about Aurion? He's NOT an SSS+ hax mage that can blow up Lost Logia like flies. Though he can play beaurucracy and manipulation behind the scenes quite well (he has a decent influence in the inner workings of TSAB), not to mention being a master of deceit in a battlefield. but Aurion's not someone who asks a kid who bullied him/her and instantly attacks the culprit, so to speak. He's very open-minded and tends to ignore other people's slightly objectionable goals as long as it's not putting innocent people at serious danger, bloody murder or taking over the world. The likely course of action he would take is to strike up some sort with Serge about neutrality to each other as long as RF6 and some others are left unharmed. He might even provide some assistance if he gets interested.
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- all/some participants either don't remember most of the events or won't talk about them (I have a certain idea) to anyone, thus probably making Aurion extremely suspicious but uncertain of what actually happened;
No need. You can tell him without leading to violence. He's not a violent man.
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Also, some of Serge's true goals are going to be revealed - does Aurion need to know about them?
He probably won't care as long as you know what.
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touching. Me likes, because it reminds me of Romeo & Juliet and me dont care if it's NC-17 or not, because it fits the romantic mood.
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well, here we go.
Spoiler for space-saving:
THE WIND TALKERS
Official designation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Background: the Wind Talkers have been around for 75 years, originally established as freelancer interpretation group working for organizations around the world. With history traceable to the First Belkan War, where a group of Navajo Indians from Earth were recruited to assist the Allied Force’s covert operation divisions. They have close connection with the military, and become a part of Time-Space Administration Bureau soon after its establishment.
Modus operandi: the Wind Talkers function as the bureau’s “unofficial” secret messages deciphering team, often taking part in analyzing and deciphering any secret message they listen to. They also work with Infinite Library whenever there’s the need to decipher ancient language, a field of research they excel the most.
Jackson Armstrong
Origin: Earth (nationality: American)
Age: 55
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: General Inspector (retired)
Magic level: S+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; ancient language deciphering
Background: The Wind Talker’s fifth leader, General Armstrong (as he is usually referred to) is among the best in his class, with knowledge of over 100 languages. He was actively involved in the bureau’s archaeological expeditions, in which he worked to decipher ancient languages. As he grows older, he begins to wonder whether it is worth leaving normal life for over 35 years and decides to retire after the Chronomancer Case, appointing Hikki as the unit’s new leader.
Notes worth mentioning:
General Armstrong is Annabelle’s grandfather and her official guardian.
General Armstrong is the bureau’s former ace. To this day, he is still respected by TSAB officers for his vast experience.
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Elisa Hartmann
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 26
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Chief Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; ancient language deciphering
Background: the Wind Talker’s second-in-command, Elisa was adopted by General Armstrong on his seventh archaeological tour to Narulia after she was found straying in the archaeological site alone. Finding no valuable information on her family or relatives, General Armstrong took her with him and raised her as his surrogate daughter. She looks after General Armstrong as a father figure but is too reluctant to openly confess her feeling.
Notes worth mentioning: Elise is sensitively unstable and her emotions seem to range from mild panic to absolute trauma. She seems to be haunted by her past, but does not dare sharing it with everyone.
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Faye Hung
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 16
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; interrogation
Background: Faye joins the Wind Talkers as to expand her linguistic knowledge. She is one of the unit’s Code Talkers (the other one is her fellow Elise): Code Talker refers to a person with the ability to speak in ciphered/coded languages, usually a combination of two or more tribal languages, and Faye is the only Code Talker to be able to speak in combination of seven different languages. Such complexity of the combination leads to her status as The Vault, and she is very fond of the moniker as it allows her to keep secrets.
Notes worth mentioning: Faye loves reading and will spend hours concealed inside Infinite Library just to read a book.
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Snow Wolf
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 29
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation
Sitting Dragon
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 30
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; interrogation
Background: Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon come from a Gravian indigenous tribe known as Ebla, in many ways similar to Earth’s Navajo Indian tribe. They are close friends and never seen away from each other. They seem to have bipolar relationship; Sitting Dragon’s aggressive nature is often balanced by Snow Wolf’s friendlier personality.
Notes worth mentioning: back at their home planet, Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon are Ebla Tribe’s best robot pilots.
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Azali Abdullah
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 36
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant Major
Magic level: A
Specialty: code deciphering
Background: Azali is the only person in the unit able to understand each and every word Faye speaks, even if it happens to be daily conversations. Azali is a natural-born deciphering machine. He is said to be able to understand secret conversation simply by listening to it.
Notes worth mentioning: the reason Azali is chosen as Faye’s “official” translator is that he adopted the girl, orphaned on early age after her parents died in car accident back at his hometown Kuala Lipis.
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Hikki Kokurabuji
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 19
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Rank: (in 271st SOU) Junior Inspector
Magic level: SS
Specialty: ancient language deciphering (learned from General Armstrong)
Background: the newest member of the Wind Talkers, Hikki is taught by General Armstrong on secrets of ancient languages and selected to take over the office after General Armstrong retires. Although not very fond of leading the unit, Hikki strives to forge friendship with each Wind Talker, believing that he may able to gain their trust from this method.
Notes worth mentioning: Hikki is skilled in Japanese, Ukrainian, Korean and English. He also knows the basic of Narulian languages, especially the lost language of Minamikaze Tribe.
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Kha, I think you missed the best part of the Wind Talkers. You can check my post at this thread's previous page.
HOLY POLYGLOTS!!!
100 languages, seven languages at a time and a living Decipherer?
My head is spinning.
Very nice.
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And now I suppose there's a department out there who can confuse both Aurion and Kha, while they've been confusing everyone else with jargon?
This is where Almaria comes to play. Aurion may be a polyglot, but he's no way in heck THAT good with languages. I wonder if Kha's whispers would help.
This is where Almaria comes to play. Aurion may be a polyglot, but he's no way in heck THAT good with languages. I wonder if Kha's whispers would help.
Not really. The Whispers work by tuning into Devices and registering their intentions as well as what they are saying sound for sound. So if its anything other than mathematics, Midean, Velka German and Japanese, the second language of Mid Childa assumably , he'll only have the intentions to depend on.
As for people, since they don't think using their magic circuits, it's no help what so ever.
Track 5 is a mess! Keep delaying me... /upset/
EDIT:
This was posted by USB in the pic thread, but it has tremendous application here:
Spoiler for Unlimited Imperium Vault:
Kluize: Ignore that thing on my face. It's just... proof of my conquest.
I think I caused a few eye poppers there ...and those who caught the anime reference didn't realize the fact that there is a Z-Metal Evoludar running around in my story now.
*sees a mushroom cloud with a telltale red glow*
WHO'S THE FOOL THAT USED IRON CURTAIN ON THE DEMO TRUCKS!?!
Spoiler for Revelations of...SAY WHAT!?! Part 4b:
Mabiko: Shuu and I spent weeks confined to Orbit Base's Medical Ward, given that Shuu, a Z-Metal Cyborg, was a full evoludar, while I, a small young girl with fox features, had clearly done the impossible of evolving Shuu into an evoludar somehow. The people that were interested in us the most were Shishioh Liger, Guy's uncle, and Papillon Noir. Liger, a long time researcher of Zondar Metal, simply couldn't believe the possibility of Zondar Metal possessing the miracles of becoming an Evoludar. Papillon was more interested in our mental states.
Mabiko's ear twitched as she was hooked into a Manager Machine.
Papillon: Are you feeling alright, Mabiko-chan?
Mabiko: I'm okay, Noir-san.
Papillon: Okay, I'm just going to run a few scans. Bear with me, alright?
Mabiko: Hai~~~.
As the scans began to process, boredom began to set in for young Mabiko.
Mabiko: Ne, Noir-san.
Papillon: Yes?
Mabiko: Is Shuu-niichan gonna be okay?
Papillon: I don't know about Wanibuchi-kun, but he seems to be taking his new body condition in stride...hmm...
Papillion noted an odd reading before shutting down the scans and released Mabiko from the bindings.
Papillon: Come on, let's go to the training room to see how Liger is doing with our newest evoludar.
With a squeal, Mabiko hopped onto Papillon's back and the two headed for the training section. When they arrived, Shuu was running speeds that were as impressive as Guy's record. Liger was on the side, making notes as Papillon joined him after putting Mabiko down, who headed over to the Blue and Purple jumpsuit clad evoludar.
Papillon: Results?
Liger: Hard to believe, but if you look at their old high school records, the ratio of differences are almost the same. How are things on your side?
Papillion: The child seems have conduit channels for something akin to The Power.
Liger: Hm...Interesting. Sad that Leo isn't here. He'd be able to figure this out quickly.
At this point, Shuu came over with Mabiko on his shoulder.
Shuu: Those numbers have to have a margin of error, Liger. I feel I'm at Guy's equal now. Did you find anything else?
Liger: From the looks of the readings, the essence of the Z-metal is at your control now. Being able to form your armor from any nearby objects seems to be no problem, but the main use you might like is the ability to change your armor into a weapon of your preference during battle.
Shuu: Is that so? How about the chibikko's weapons?
Papillon: The pendant, watch, and pet beetle are mysteries. However, we've identified the twin blades as Hoshi no Kusanagi and Ame no Murakumo.
Mabiko: Eh? I was told that they were both Kusanagi.
Papillon: Perhaps they were both Kusanagi from where you came from. Come along, let's collect your items now.
Just befoe they reached the exit. The nearby vid panel opened up, showing one of the researchers Papillon left Mabiko's items with.
Researcher: Noir-san, the beetle's going crazy. Can you please bring Mabiko over before it tears up the lab?
Noir: We were just on our way. Thank you for telling us.
A scream is heard over the speakers and the screen shuts off.
Mabiko: Ehehe, it's never left my side before...
Liger: Let's get going then. I don't want to have to report extensive damages for the budget.
Mabiko: Time passed as Bionet was hunted down and finally taken out. I met the various members of the Yuusha robo team, especially Kouryu and Anryu. The two sisters seemed familiar to me, as though they were another version of Midori, only more serious. Shuu's mock fights with Gai were impressive, even better than their fight in GaoFar's cockpit. The two were evenly matched. However, the time for training was over. Someone was grabbing Q-parts from the research centers of GGG. In the course of the thief taking the two Q-parts in orbital base, Noir-san was killed and Shuu heavily injured. By Director Rose Approval's order, we were to be exiled for the mistakes and results of the thief, a fake Amami Mamoru, who succeeded in giving the parts to the 11 Sol Masters. When we arrived, what we found was a cloned earth with a copy of Papillon waiting for us. However, there was something else on the planet. The members of 3G lost their will to battle, shutting down the Yuusha Robo. However, there were a few of us who weren't affected. Guy and Shuu were completely immune. Something in Renais kept her going. Papillon was completely unaffected as well, for some reason. I suppose I had Eisenfach to thank for filtering the air for me. While Guy and Shuu were out on scouting parties. I decided to try and reforge Kusanagi and Murakumo with some G-Alloy added into the formula. I finished Kusanagi when I heard Noir-san calling for help with her mind. As I arrived in the command room, I feltthat I was staring down death himself.
Mabiko stared down a death god himself as it launched itself with a screech, scythe ready. Mabiko dove low, clashing blades using Kusanagi to barely deflect the attack, rolling to a stop in front of the downed Papillon.
Papillon: Forget about him, Mabiko. Hit the Final Fusion panel! Guy needs it now!
Mabiko nodded and turned around to find the glass covered button and raised the pommel of Kusanagi up.
Mabiko: PROGRAM....
The death god lunged at Mabiko, intent on cutting her down, when a bolt of green energy knocked him aside midflight as the real Amami Mamoru revealed himself.
Mamoru: Hurry!
Mabiko: ...DRIVE!
Bringing the pommel down, Mabiko shattered the glass and activated the Final Fusion process. The death god, sensing its failure, crashed through the window and fled.
Mamoru: Don't you think you'll get away! I'll leave things here to you, Papillon-san.
Papillon nodded as Mamoru flew out the window after Pia Decem. Sitting down at a console, she began to track the location of Shuu and Gai.
Mabiko: Shuu was recalled, but GaoFighGar's signal was lost. Mikoto returned, her body finally filtering out the Palus particles. Renais was found chained in one of the storage areas in chains due to another Sol Master. However, Ikumi Kaidou, alias Arma-002 of the Red Planet, had gone missing roughly the same moment that everyone fell under the Palus Particle effect. As everyone gathered together, they took an inventory of things. Renais excused herself to track something down, taking GunGlue with her. Mikoto and Shuu went to investigate GaoFighGar's last location. I finished forging Murakumo and then assisted Papillon in getting the other members back into fighting shape. In the sky, I saw the goldion shockwave as something happened in space. To Papillon, all that meant was that they needed to work faster.
*FLASH*
The girls were all wide awake, much to Zafira's relief, but the squeezing continued. Hayate, on the other hand, somehow managed to scoot her chair around the table next to Mabiko. Mabiko sipped her cup of tea and poured another cup.
Mabiko: Hayate-chan, you wanted the story, so focus, please. Nanoha, bind her wrists, please?
Hayate: Unyuuu...
Aaaaand the 2-parter turned into a 3-parter.
And...I need suggestions on how to divert Hayate now.
Part VIII is here...as a relatively...not-so-safe for works one either, and that is after I trimmed away most of the dirty words like thrust, grinding, etc. I never knew I had it in me to write such...dirty things. For the first time EVAR too.
Anyway, TEH CHEESE FROM BELKA : Part VIII is here. The ones below the multiple lines are NC-17...I think, so beware.
Spoiler for Part 8 : Love:
~Part VIII : Ai no Tsurugi~
Just as another day is another battle…this day, is when I meet Tiara again.
But today…it was different. I came alone, as Null was undergoing self-augmenting repairs… but today, even Tiara was alone. Shamal…Zafira, neither were there.
I came like I always do…being who I am, as Tiara sat there…looking at the full-moon up in the sky, I looked at its reflection on the open sea.
It’s nostalgic…
“Saga.”
“Tiara.”
I smiled. Without holding back, I just smiled.
I felt like a child, purely innocent, untainted for just that moment.
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“Where’s Shamal or Zafira? Don’t they usually accompany you?”
Ah. That. Well…we’ve always met, not being alone. So I suppose it’s expected, somewhat… even though I told them it’s all right for them to do what they should and not accompany me all the time.
“They had things they had to do. Maybe they’ve already come to trust you.”
That wasn’t really the truth, but I wasn’t lying either.
Sigh…It feels wrong…to keep much of what I tell Saga…under wraps.
But it is the same…for both of us. I’m not hiding that fact, nor does he. I don’t know how he feels about it…but I can feel it, we’re both hiding under a mask.
Hiding our true selfs, behind a mask. Out of fear, out of compromise…I don’t know.
But still…I must ask him one thing.
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“Why…do you often look sad, whenever you appear here?”
Sad? Here?
“I’m sorry if I might’ve stepped over your lines, but many times now…whenever I see your silhouette, your shadows…each step that brings you here, and you come with sadness. I can feel that you’re happy here, but I don’t feel the same whenever you come, or you leave. It’s almost as if…”
“I’m a different person…right?”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. You’re right. I never realized it, but I am…even now…for the both of us.”
~~~
That’s right. We’re friends. But that doesn’t change the fact that we’re hiding from each other.
But…it’s not like it really matters. It’s in the human nature.
Nor does it change my feelings towards you.
“Are you…angry, Saga?”
Angry? I’m angrier at myself, than anything else.
“No…I’m not. It’s the same for me. I haven’t been complete honest as well… What you see now, is me, but at the same time, I’m wearing a mask.”
“I too wear a mask…”
“It’s nothing to be sorry or ashamed about… We all wear mask, be it literally or not. There are things… that we’re afraid to tell others, no matter who they are…
Even the ones you love.”
…..
…..
Okay, this silence is scaring me…Wait a sec… the ones I love?
It’s true that I love Tiara, but…
“Do you…love me?”
~~~
I was feeling…strange. It’s like my mind isn’t registering anything…Moving closer to Saga, I just continued asking.
“Do you love me?”
In just a spur of a moment, even I couldn’t react as he pulled me into his chest, and held me tightly, strongly…not letting go, despite my weak resistance. His voice, soft, almost inaudible…spoke.
“I love you.”
I should be saying no. That’s right…no. I barely know him. Just his name…just…his name. I know nothing else. But my feelings…are mixed. I want to accept him, but…
I am the Princess of the Night Sky. My happiness should be the least important thing, compared to my people, my knights, my friends…
Saga is a kind man…I just need to say no. He’ll understand, surely.
Just…no.
Yet, I’m hesitating…mom…what should I do?
“Tiara...I pray for your happiness.”
I…I…
“Can you promise me..that you’ll love me for the rest of life, even in death?”
My breathing is ragged.
“That you’ll always be with me for all eternity, so long as we live, together as one?”
I held on to his embrace…stronger…not letting go.
“That…you’ll belong only to me and that no part of your heart belongs to another?”
I need to know.
"That you’ll speak only to me, and no one else?”
Please…
~~~
“No…I cannot promise you all that.”
I was honest. My feelings, what I am capable of…I won’t lie to her this time.
“But I can promise that I’ll love you, and even if you don’t, I will definitely be there for you and your happiness…because I love you, and no one else.”
I loosened my hug…and placed my face close to hers…as tears fell from her crimson red eyes…but not of sadness, but happiness.
“Idiot…taking what I said so seriously… generally people say ‘yes’ even when they can’t, right?”
“Probably.”
The distance between our faces closed to nothing as our lips touched. No words were needed…Just the feeling. The emotions…The proof.
~~~
On that night…there was nothing between us. There were no words, there was no lies, there was no truth. Just the both of us, together as one.
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~Part VIII Verse XIII : Expression~
It was simply a sense of exhilaration, an unspeakable flow of emotions that lead to this.
A simple kiss. An expression of emotional bonds, as they shared their kisses…not once, not twice, but as much as they both desired it. It was like a honey’s taste to a virgin bee… a taste so sweet it was addictive. It was something that made them wonder how they are going to live their lives without each other…It needed one another.
She voiced a mild squeal as her back fell before the flower bed, with his eyes eying everything that is beauty before him. An acknowledging smile, as both sides looked on for one another. Her hands, clinging to his shoulder, trembled as he proceeded with their act of love. He curled his fingers around her, running his fingers gently over the folds of her chest… a gentle stroke, and a hot breath flowing down her neck as her body jerked from the unexplainable experience of a man’s touch.
She tried to keep her voice down, but it was to no avail. Just as his arms and fingers were teasing her in all ways she never imagined possible, her own psyche was betraying her as she kissed him, tongued in as they shared all they could of their saliva, as a reply. It was ecstatic. Her arms held on tightly around his shoulders and neck, as she listened to her own voices from her mouth and from her mind.
Her first kiss. Her first squeals. Her first experience. Her everything…
It was just beginning, and there they were…already craving for one another. They needed to feel the touch, the scent... He helped unrobed her…it was just a simple clothwear as he took away the upper top, bringing sight to her beautiful chest. Relatively large, but not big, nor was it small. It was just perfect as her back arched away from the touch of his silver tongue. Each new sensation brought both of them a senseless feeling of new heights. A feeling of bliss.
It was the proper flow. As they shared the taste of their lips once again, just as how they began, he looked at herself and she looked at him, careful..with smiles, and he slowly moved, and there is was. The piercing pain, and the scream of expressions. Tears came from her eyes, as he held on to him as tightly as she had ever, her fingernails digging into him, as he had obtained everything that made her... They had become one.
It was painful...for both of them, but they shared their pain. They accepted what should become of it as he continued, a consistent flow as he felt his senses heightened with each move, just as her volume slowly came down, resistance accepting what is made of him…slowly, but surely becoming as one. The feelings, the senses, the burst and explosive reactions of the combined love and emotions stayed within the both of them…
It was the proof of their love.
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I think I'll go and hide myself, kthx bai.
Comments btw. This is the first time I've ever written some form of smut, even if they're already trimmed down from the original downright dirty version with the use of...improper words.
As someone who's read his fair share of... "stuff"...
*looks around*
What?
*ehem*
I can say that this would be the level of a lime, nothing too explicit, yet still conveying the basic... sensual yet romantic message I actually prefer this type of sublime writing better than what other lemon writers do, we don't need to know that he **** his **** into her **** and **** her **** out and went **** **** **** ****. Yeah, like that. It's tastefully written and very much like it, especially all the fluff parts beforehand And Saga's quite the charmer
One thing I need to ask though...
"Ai no Tsurugi"?
*face contorts into bizarre expressions*
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Originally Posted by USB500
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well, here we go.
Spoiler for space-saving:
THE WIND TALKERS
Official designation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Background: the Wind Talkers have been around for 75 years, originally established as freelancer interpretation group working for organizations around the world. With history traceable to the First Belkan War, where a group of Navajo Indians from Earth were recruited to assist the Allied Force’s covert operation divisions. They have close connection with the military, and become a part of Time-Space Administration Bureau soon after its establishment.
Modus operandi: the Wind Talkers function as the bureau’s “unofficial” secret messages deciphering team, often taking part in analyzing and deciphering any secret message they listen to. They also work with Infinite Library whenever there’s the need to decipher ancient language, a field of research they excel the most.
Jackson Armstrong
Origin: Earth (nationality: American)
Age: 55
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: General Inspector (retired)
Magic level: S+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; ancient language deciphering
Background: The Wind Talker’s fifth leader, General Armstrong (as he is usually referred to) is among the best in his class, with knowledge of over 100 languages. He was actively involved in the bureau’s archaeological expeditions, in which he worked to decipher ancient languages. As he grows older, he begins to wonder whether it is worth leaving normal life for over 35 years and decides to retire after the Chronomancer Case, appointing Hikki as the unit’s new leader.
Notes worth mentioning:
General Armstrong is Annabelle’s grandfather and her official guardian.
General Armstrong is the bureau’s former ace. To this day, he is still respected by TSAB officers for his vast experience.
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Elisa Hartmann
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 26
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Chief Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; ancient language deciphering
Background: the Wind Talker’s second-in-command, Elisa was adopted by General Armstrong on his seventh archaeological tour to Narulia after she was found straying in the archaeological site alone. Finding no valuable information on her family or relatives, General Armstrong took her with him and raised her as his surrogate daughter. She looks after General Armstrong as a father figure but is too reluctant to openly confess her feeling.
Notes worth mentioning: Elise is sensitively unstable and her emotions seem to range from mild panic to absolute trauma. She seems to be haunted by her past, but does not dare sharing it with everyone.
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Faye Hung
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 16
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; interrogation
Background: Faye joins the Wind Talkers as to expand her linguistic knowledge. She is one of the unit’s Code Talkers (the other one is her fellow Elise): Code Talker refers to a person with the ability to speak in ciphered/coded languages, usually a combination of two or more tribal languages, and Faye is the only Code Talker to be able to speak in combination of seven different languages. Such complexity of the combination leads to her status as The Vault, and she is very fond of the moniker as it allows her to keep secrets.
Notes worth mentioning: Faye loves reading and will spend hours concealed inside Infinite Library just to read a book.
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Snow Wolf
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 29
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation
Sitting Dragon
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 30
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; interrogation
Background: Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon come from a Gravian indigenous tribe known as Ebla, in many ways similar to Earth’s Navajo Indian tribe. They are close friends and never seen away from each other. They seem to have bipolar relationship; Sitting Dragon’s aggressive nature is often balanced by Snow Wolf’s friendlier personality.
Notes worth mentioning: back at their home planet, Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon are Ebla Tribe’s best robot pilots.
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Azali Abdullah
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 36
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant Major
Magic level: A
Specialty: code deciphering
Background: Azali is the only person in the unit able to understand each and every word Faye speaks, even if it happens to be daily conversations. Azali is a natural-born deciphering machine. He is said to be able to understand secret conversation simply by listening to it.
Notes worth mentioning: the reason Azali is chosen as Faye’s “official” translator is that he adopted the girl, orphaned on early age after her parents died in car accident back at his hometown Kuala Lipis.
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Hikki Kokurabuji
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 19
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Rank: (in 271st SOU) Junior Inspector
Magic level: SS
Specialty: ancient language deciphering (learned from General Armstrong)
Background: the newest member of the Wind Talkers, Hikki is taught by General Armstrong on secrets of ancient languages and selected to take over the office after General Armstrong retires. Although not very fond of leading the unit, Hikki strives to forge friendship with each Wind Talker, believing that he may able to gain their trust from this method.
Notes worth mentioning: Hikki is skilled in Japanese, Ukrainian, Korean and English. He also knows the basic of Narulian languages, especially the lost language of Minamikaze Tribe.
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Kha, I think you missed the best part of the Wind Talkers. You can check my post at this thread's previous page.
Ever since knowing the Wind Talker's name, I've imagined them to be a force similar to this, specializing in codes, encryption and languages, and nice of you to deliver. 100 languages for Armstrong alone though?
Shinji: That's more than the four of us combined!
It's nice to see a team that relies on their innate almost savant-like skills to assist in the field. On Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon though, what do you mean "robot pilots"?
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Originally Posted by Kha
This was posted by USB in the pic thread, but it has tremendous application here:
Spoiler for Unlimited Imperium Vault:
Kluize: Ignore that thing on my face. It's just... proof of my conquest.
*Anna Breaker Fist >> Kluize*
Now replace Kluize with Sophia... Perfect.
Erio better take notes from Kh... I mean Kluize Kluize will also have to explain Tiger on his chest
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Originally Posted by KBTKaiser
I think I caused a few eye poppers there ...and those who caught the anime reference didn't realize the fact that there is a Z-Metal Evoludar running around in my story now.
*sees a mushroom cloud with a telltale red glow*
WHO'S THE FOOL THAT USED IRON CURTAIN ON THE DEMO TRUCKS!?!
Spoiler for Revelations of...SAY WHAT!?! Part 4b:
Mabiko: Shuu and I spent weeks confined to Orbit Base's Medical Ward, given that Shuu, a Z-Metal Cyborg, was a full evoludar, while I, a small young girl with fox features, had clearly done the impossible of evolving Shuu into an evoludar somehow. The people that were interested in us the most were Shishioh Liger, Guy's uncle, and Papillon Noir. Liger, a long time researcher of Zondar Metal, simply couldn't believe the possibility of Zondar Metal possessing the miracles of becoming an Evoludar. Papillon was more interested in our mental states.
Mabiko's ear twitched as she was hooked into a Manager Machine.
Papillon: Are you feeling alright, Mabiko-chan?
Mabiko: I'm okay, Noir-san.
Papillon: Okay, I'm just going to run a few scans. Bear with me, alright?
Mabiko: Hai~~~.
As the scans began to process, boredom began to set in for young Mabiko.
Mabiko: Ne, Noir-san.
Papillon: Yes?
Mabiko: Is Shuu-niichan gonna be okay?
Papillon: I don't know about Wanibuchi-kun, but he seems to be taking his new body condition in stride...hmm...
Papillion noted an odd reading before shutting down the scans and released Mabiko from the bindings.
Papillon: Come on, let's go to the training room to see how Liger is doing with our newest evoludar.
With a squeal, Mabiko hopped onto Papillon's back and the two headed for the training section. When they arrived, Shuu was running speeds that were as impressive as Guy's record. Liger was on the side, making notes as Papillon joined him after putting Mabiko down, who headed over to the Blue and Purple jumpsuit clad evoludar.
Papillon: Results?
Liger: Hard to believe, but if you look at their old high school records, the ratio of differences are almost the same. How are things on your side?
Papillion: The child seems have conduit channels for something akin to The Power.
Liger: Hm...Interesting. Sad that Leo isn't here. He'd be able to figure this out quickly.
At this point, Shuu came over with Mabiko on his shoulder.
Shuu: Those numbers have to have a margin of error, Liger. I feel I'm at Guy's equal now. Did you find anything else?
Liger: From the looks of the readings, the essence of the Z-metal is at your control now. Being able to form your armor from any nearby objects seems to be no problem, but the main use you might like is the ability to change your armor into a weapon of your preference during battle.
Shuu: Is that so? How about the chibikko's weapons?
Papillon: The pendant, watch, and pet beetle are mysteries. However, we've identified the twin blades as Hoshi no Kusanagi and Ame no Murakumo.
Mabiko: Eh? I was told that they were both Kusanagi.
Papillon: Perhaps they were both Kusanagi from where you came from. Come along, let's collect your items now.
Just befoe they reached the exit. The nearby vid panel opened up, showing one of the researchers Papillon left Mabiko's items with.
Researcher: Noir-san, the beetle's going crazy. Can you please bring Mabiko over before it tears up the lab?
Noir: We were just on our way. Thank you for telling us.
A scream is heard over the speakers and the screen shuts off.
Mabiko: Ehehe, it's never left my side before...
Liger: Let's get going then. I don't want to have to report extensive damages for the budget.
Mabiko: Time passed as Bionet was hunted down and finally taken out. I met the various members of the Yuusha robo team, especially Kouryu and Anryu. The two sisters seemed familiar to me, as though they were another version of Midori, only more serious. Shuu's mock fights with Gai were impressive, even better than their fight in GaoFar's cockpit. The two were evenly matched. However, the time for training was over. Someone was grabbing Q-parts from the research centers of GGG. In the course of the thief taking the two Q-parts in orbital base, Noir-san was killed and Shuu heavily injured. By Director Rose Approval's order, we were to be exiled for the mistakes and results of the thief, a fake Amami Mamoru, who succeeded in giving the parts to the 11 Sol Masters. When we arrived, what we found was a cloned earth with a copy of Papillon waiting for us. However, there was something else on the planet. The members of 3G lost their will to battle, shutting down the Yuusha Robo. However, there were a few of us who weren't affected. Guy and Shuu were completely immune. Something in Renais kept her going. Papillon was completely unaffected as well, for some reason. I suppose I had Eisenfach to thank for filtering the air for me. While Guy and Shuu were out on scouting parties. I decided to try and reforge Kusanagi and Murakumo with some G-Alloy added into the formula. I finished Kusanagi when I heard Noir-san calling for help with her mind. As I arrived in the command room, I feltthat I was staring down death himself.
Mabiko stared down a death god himself as it launched itself with a screech, scythe ready. Mabiko dove low, clashing blades using Kusanagi to barely deflect the attack, rolling to a stop in front of the downed Papillon.
Papillon: Forget about him, Mabiko. Hit the Final Fusion panel! Guy needs it now!
Mabiko nodded and turned around to find the glass covered button and raised the pommel of Kusanagi up.
Mabiko: PROGRAM....
The death god lunged at Mabiko, intent on cutting her down, when a bolt of green energy knocked him aside midflight as the real Amami Mamoru revealed himself.
Mamoru: Hurry!
Mabiko: ...DRIVE!
Bringing the pommel down, Mabiko shattered the glass and activated the Final Fusion process. The death god, sensing its failure, crashed through the window and fled.
Mamoru: Don't you think you'll get away! I'll leave things here to you, Papillon-san.
Papillon nodded as Mamoru flew out the window after Pia Decem. Sitting down at a console, she began to track the location of Shuu and Gai.
Mabiko: Shuu was recalled, but GaoFighGar's signal was lost. Mikoto returned, her body finally filtering out the Palus particles. Renais was found chained in one of the storage areas in chains due to another Sol Master. However, Ikumi Kaidou, alias Arma-002 of the Red Planet, had gone missing roughly the same moment that everyone fell under the Palus Particle effect. As everyone gathered together, they took an inventory of things. Renais excused herself to track something down, taking GunGlue with her. Mikoto and Shuu went to investigate GaoFighGar's last location. I finished forging Murakumo and then assisted Papillon in getting the other members back into fighting shape. In the sky, I saw the goldion shockwave as something happened in space. To Papillon, all that meant was that they needed to work faster.
*FLASH*
The girls were all wide awake, much to Zafira's relief, but the squeezing continued. Hayate, on the other hand, somehow managed to scoot her chair around the table next to Mabiko. Mabiko sipped her cup of tea and poured another cup.
Mabiko: Hayate-chan, you wanted the story, so focus, please. Nanoha, bind her wrists, please?
Hayate: Unyuuu...
Aaaaand the 2-parter turned into a 3-parter.
And...I need suggestions on how to divert Hayate now.
GGG FINAL-LY!!!!!
*Plays Yuusha-Oh Tanjoy Mythology Version on Loop*
I'm wondering how GGG knows the difference between the two swords... but that gets swept away in the memorable FINAL action!!!!
FINAL FUSION!!!!
And since when did Nanoha say unyuu?
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Against all the evil that hell can conjure, all wickedness that mankind can produce... We will send unto them, only you.
Blaaagh! Having no internets sucks. I'm definetely not used to backlogs of these size, not to mention the delay in sending Nightengale Tesla's incomplete profile >_< Here's to hoping we might isolate the problem today, otherwise there'll be no internet in the weekend.
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Originally Posted by Kha
Keroko, you want a ride in Firehawk? I'll give you a ride!
Here goes. HI-HO, SILVERRRRR!
Spoiler for Like a bolt of lightning...:
There were times that only he needed to go very fast, and that's when Firehawk came in handy.
Like a thunderbolt, the little craft blazed through the night sky leaving a tail of mana residue in its wake. There were no clouds, and the fighter was bathed in the blue glow of Mid Childa's triple moons. Specks of light seemed to pass lazily under it while Kha knew that he had been through the sound barrier twice over. And Keroko was in the backseat, the veteran airborne Ace enjoying every moment of it. All was quiet save the light hum of Firehawk's thrusters; If both boy and girl were facing each other, those who were asking for an ICB in the face might even call it 'romantic'.
Kha glanced at his instruments once more. It's been 10 minutes since lift off, and at his current speed the ETA was in another 10. der Kleriker knew he could go even faster, even take a shortcut through the stratosphere, but Yzak Base and MC Central District were not so far as to require der Kleriker to punch through that. Besides, he was technically breaking a few rules taking a fully-operational stratofighter into a big population center and being a stickler for rules, having authorization from Carim to take his machines anywhere while on operation didn't get rid of that feeling.
Downtown's lights loomed into view, and he eased the craft to lower altitude, going under the sensors of the city's self-defence networks. No point waking some poor bored soul at his console with a false alarm.
"Hey Kha, I just got an idea," Keroko spoke over the intercomm. "Could you go lower please?"
"I'll be skimming the city blocks if we go lower!"
"Aw... I wanna fly in between the skyscrapers! Hehe..."
True, so did that little boy in him. "Keroko-san, I don't wanna scare people!"
"There's no one working in the office blocks at this unholy hour! Besides, if its the Central Vault, shouldn't those sentries be awake? We'll be doing the public a service to wake them lazy bums up!" Kha could practically hear her grin. "Besides, Carim said it was okay to fly to the Riot 6 base right? We've been given permission, so there's no trouble for you."
Kha rolled his eyes. "Roger that. Sit tight."
With that, der Kleriker pushed the stick down and to the left. Firehawk responded like a charm pitching forward while banking left as it fell into the valley of offices like a suicidal comet. His body took over, dancing over the controls with his feet in sync as the fighter screamed its presence to no one in particular, staying perfectly vertical and not drifting a foot closer to the dim fibreglass facades.
Suddenly, the blocks weren't there; the duo were now skimming the tree tops of Central Park, a ring of green that surrounded the TSAB Central Vault. Kha righted the craft and punched the afterburners. Satisfying Gs pressing both pilot and passenger into their seats, Firehawk climbed gradually. Then, it was Kha's turn to pull a fast one; Firehawk suddenly rolled left and dashed straight at the Vault's eastern pylon.
"KHA!! WHAT ARE YOU--!"
He pulled the stick back; his left hand toggled the jumpjets; his leg hit airbrakes, then let go again as he took his foot off the burners. Firehawk thus nosed horizontally out of the concrete, tail drifting inches from the inner curvature of the vault, and Keroko squealing all the way. Kha floored the thrusters again; the engines screamed; they made it out. In total guffaws, der Kleriker righted the craft to the nav point set on Firehawk's HUD, grinning like a madman.
"Kha! What's so funny?!"
He wasn't going to forget Keroko's squeal for a very long time.
Yay! A ride in a Firehawk. And Kha got something out of it too. Despite being the Wing Commander of Rogue Squadron, Keroko still is a 19 year old girl, and thus subject to the roller coaster effect. Please do tell that Kha was recording the entire thing.
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Originally Posted by Kha
Spoiler for ER!:
Nanoha and Fate were at the Landing Pad 2 to meet the fighter. They came running just as both mages hopped out of the cockpit.
Fate: Ohaiyo Kha-chan! I thought when you arrived in Firehawk in this godly hour, you already knew this infomation Kha: Huh? What info? Fate: Reinforce's come back! 2 Ks: What?! Nanoha: I'm just as surprised! They're in Hayate's room right now. Keroko: When was that, Nanoha-chan? Nan: Last night. But Hayate's tired so we're letting her sleep in. Kha: Well its 5 am now, and she's usually up by now. Well then I guess we didn't need to bother coming to comfort her first thing in the morn-- (Whispers scream) Something's not right. (glances around) Someone's... watching us.
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Sarah: Sir, someone's just arrived. It's Knight-commander Kha from Saint Church 21st Trinity Optimus and Captain Keroko from Rogue Squadron. Mirian: What the-- (notes Kha glancing around and he stares in her direction) Oh s*** I think he can see us! Sarah: Silent ship!
(Both operatives froze in their tracks. Kha saw nothing, and the newcomers disappeared into the building.)
Mirian: Phew... For a second there... Sarah: Sir, orders?
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The Aces ran down the hallway.
Nanoha: I think you are over reacting. This is a secure base-- Hey are you listening, Kha-chan?! Kha: If my instincts are right, something very wrong has happened. (reaches door and pounds on it.) Yagami-san! Are you alright?! Rein Zwei: Heeelp...! I'm stuck...! Kha: Holy S*******! (twiggles door knob) Damn door's locked (bashes his way in)
The Aces break in, and their jaws almost hit the floor in shock. There was a mishapened lump of cloth on the bed, Rein looked as though she had been stitched alive to the pillow she was on, and Hayate was drowning in some sickly green gunk that resisted all attempts by her to swim out of.
Vita: Hayate!!! (draws Graf Eisen and tries to whack it off) Kha: (Whispers whirring frantically) Wait don't touch it--
Too late. Graf contacted the blob, and like an amoeba it swelled out and engulfed Vita as well. However, due to its powerful anti-magic capabilities, the blob's nanites started to attack all of Vita's body in an attempt to disperse the magic when it was clearly disintegrating the living program.
The sealed Armed Device blinked and flashed as it morphed into its spear form, kicking as it fired a cartridge off, unleashing liberating magic as commanded over the squirming duo. However, the AMF of the blob cancelled it and both of them stayed bound. Fate, Nanoha and Keroko returned with brooms and Neutral equipment and struck at the blob trying to get the gunk off Hayate and Vita. Both mage and program have gone out cold from drowning.
Nanoha: Hayate!!! Hang on! Fate: It won't come off! Ker: Kha! Do something! Kha: I'm trying! This better work! Krz: [Gotteliches Schield.]
Blue light engulfed Kha as the divine shield wrapped itself around him. He plunged his fist into the gunk and grabbed Hayate.
Krz: [Segen der Freiheit!]
It worked as the magic penetrated into the mage and blew the bind outwards from the inside. Kha did the same for Vita, and turned his attention to the downed Commander again.
Shamal: What's the com-- HAYATE! VITA! Kha: Vita's out! Go revive her! Hurry!
He rubs hands together, gathering blue magic in his hands as he muttered a quick prayer. He then scrunched it up to a ball and forced it down into Hayate's chest. The potent healing flashed through her system, taking forcing out some of the gunk that she had breathed in. However, Hayate remained unconcious.
Kha: No signs of life. Clear again!
He charged up another burst and tried again. This time it worked; the commander coughed the last bits and was gasping for air. The medic instantly rolled her to recovery position as the other Aces crammed onto the bed.
Nan: (crying) Hayate! Speak to me! Fate: ... Ker: ... Kha: She'll be fine. Shamal?
Sha: (cradling the red knight, clothes smoking from acid burn) Vita's ok! Kha: Sakura! Sak: Gimme a second! (last thread comes free) Rei: Hayate! No!!! Hay: I'm... fine... Really...
Kha: That's a relief. Now in hell is this cursed felon who lies here while all Hell breaks loose! (unviels) What is this Monster?!
Everyone gasps. Only the lower half of the face resembled R1. As for the rest, the masculine bones seemed just wrong.
Kha: It's Tais! And Yui! Now what in the world is going-- Huh what's this?
Tais stares at him blankly.
Kha: He's been poisoned! Krz: [Reinigung.]
Tais: ACCCK!! (coughing) Man I could hardly breathe... (sees everyone staring at him) Erm... I (gasp) can explain(gasp)...
Kha: (grabs Tais by the cloak and pulls the big man to his face with ease. He glared into his eyes, voice dripping with cold blood) Make sure don't miss a single detail...
Kha hauls him out, leaving the girls to gather around their dear friend. And not a moment too soon too, for if Tais saw that Hayate wasn't wearing a skirt, he'd really be dead.
TO BE CONTINUED
I have no idea how this was before the edits, but this is really great. A lot more onvolved with the main cast then the last couple of excursions.
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Originally Posted by dkellis
Random filler! This takes place over several periods of time, mostly before the whole Return Of Rein I thing.
Spoiler for Ultra Director:
(Recording begins. Video quality is not good, but passable. Some taps and clicks are heard as the image, centered on a messy desk, is focused.)
Rancer: (offscreen, faintly) I can't believe I let you talk me into this.
(View jerks around to rest on Major Nova Alto, now very much out-of-focus thanks to the previous calibration moments before. The auto-focusing function valiantly fails to correct this entirely.)
Nova: (presumably with her usual smile) Welcome. My name is Major Nova Alto, from the 37th Criminal Investigation And Apprehension department of the Time-Space Administration Bureau.
(View cuts to outside the 37th CIAA office. Several people, clerks and Enforcers, are slowly walking past in the stiff manner of people who have been told to "walk normally". A couple of Enforcers stop in front of the office, and turn to each other.)
Enforcer 1: (haltingly) Man. It is good that we have small units like the 37th Criminal Investigation And Apprehension department to help us keep the peace in all our jurisdiction. They are a vital part of the Time-Space Administration Bureau.
Enforcer 2: That is correct. And true.
(The two of them stare at each other for a while unblinkingly, and then continue walking stiffly offscreen.)
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(Scene cut to outdoors, a standard training ground. Reiz is there, in her Barrier Jacket, looking particularly nervous. Standing some distance away from her is Zafira, in an ill-fitting lab coat.)
Zafira: (boredly) You cannot stop me now, because my plan is about to come to its final fruition. Ha ha ha.
Reiz: Um, uh, w-we will not let you get away! (She points staff-form Impulse at him.)
Zafira: Ha ha. Ha.
Hayate: (offscreen) Put more feeling into it!
Zafira: (rallying) Ha! Ha ha!
Reiz: P-prepare yourself! (She shuffles towards Zafira, and carefully taps him on the shoulder.) Eiyah!
Zafira: Oh no, I have been defeated. (He theatrically falls to the ground.) I was a fool for going against the Time-Space Administration Bureau. How could I... (He trails off with a puzzled expression. Glancing to the side, he blinks, and then continues speaking.) ... could I not have seen the error of my ways?
Reiz: Um, um, victory is o-ours! W-we have once again s-served the cause of j-j-justice! (She attempts to make a V sign, uses the hand still holding Impulse, which leads to a fumble and dropping it onto the ground. She hastily picks it back up, looks frantically at her hands, before finally getting it right.)
(Pan up.)
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(Scene cut to what looks like the entrance to a hospital. The view is slowly focusing and defocusing on the left half of Yuuno's face.)
Yuuno: Um, my name is Yuuno Scrya, and I'm the Head Librarian of the Infinite Library. It's a big job, but I have to say that I've gotten fairly used to it by now, especially with the help of all the other departments and Lila. Ever since I found myself on the 97th Non-Administered World and, uh, discovered Nano- I mean, Captain Takamachi, my life has been a very exciting one. All in all, though, I'm glad that I managed to end up doing a job I loved, and the Infinite Library is a treasure trove of information about ancient civilizations and, um, other matters of historical- I mean, I'd like to see more of Na- uh, Captain Takamachi, but as it is, we're pretty busy in our-
(Focus suddenly snaps to a tall figure in the background carrying another person over his shoulder, yelling about broken feet. There is a distinct flash of white before the two enter the hospital proper.)
Yuuno: -own positions, and we don't have much time to see each other. Oh, but we'll always be good friends, and, um- well, it's not really my place to say it, but, uh, we've kind of, um-
(Very brief error screen.)
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(Scene cut to Ivey sitting at a desk, fingers flying over a keyboard, face locked in concentration. There is a window behind her showing clear skies.)
Ivey: Hm, the 37th CIAA? Ah, I transferred in when... hm, when was it again? Well, it doesn't matter. Rancer and I were pretty much a partnership, and he... (her eyebrow twitches) Uh. Um. Uh, where was I? Anyway. We solved a few cases, nothing really big, but some of them got the brass really interested, so we got some tougher assignments- ah, don't do that!
(The view outside the window is marred by a single distant mushroom cloud. A faint thump from the shockwave is heard.)
Ivey: Sorry, that was to the, um, computer. So, I don't really mind that other units get all the big jobs and big publicity, since that's how the world works, and I hear that the TSAB's gonna be recruiting- no, don't go there! Uh, recruiting more people and raising the budget or something. That's got to be good, right? Or something like that, and- no, no! (She exhales in frustration.) Who's that anyway? "Frozen Ministra"?
(View focuses on the outside, where the mushroom cloud is still expanding, and slowly pans up.)
(Blank screen. Words appear.)
Life In The TSAB Episode 01: end of file. Continue to next (Y/N)?
Y, definetely Y. I wonder what other terrors Yuuno is fighting inside the library.
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Originally Posted by USB500
oh, God, how could I miss this? And-- what's this? Unison Devices on the loose? This spells disaster to our Aces if they miscalculate their strength.
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Hmm... does posting story-like post allowed here? I noticed some of us have already done the same, so I thought I'd like to share what I have been working on since last night. Besides, sooner or later, they're going to be involved directly with Riot Force 6.
I introduce you....
Spoiler for please click:
DIARY OF A WIND TALKER
Spoiler for part 1:
I was startled. So did the rest of us. After working with him for over 25 years, why would he retire from his position? Had he not thought of the welfare of his subordinates, his partners? Had he not thought of the hardships all of us had endured together with him along this time? Had he not thought of our feelings toward him?
General Armstrong coughed. “I knew all of you would react to this news,” he spoke and nudged the envelope a bit. He looked sad, I noticed. I wish I could help him anywhere I could but I was not in the best position to do so. “Sadly, the resignation has already been approved by Admiral Haraoun. In the next 48 hours, I’ll be leaving this office and returning to Earth.”
I frowned. This was unacceptable. We, the Wind Talkers, had sworn our allegiance and loyalty to serve General Armstrong for our entire life. And yet he easily chose to retire and leave this office.
“I cannot accept it!”
Everyone stared at me. Even General Armstrong gave me the look of surprise. “With due respect, General,” I spoke, “your service is still urgently needed here. You may retire, but that does NOT mean you have to leave this office as well! I need you. Everyone needs you!”
He sighed. “I know how your feeling towards me is, Elisa,” he spoke. “Yes, I am aware my presence is still needed in this office, but I have considered returning to my ordinary life. 35 years…” He threw his sight to the ceiling. “That is such a long time…”
“But General, what about us? Without your guidance, we will be--”
He lifted his hands. He wanted me to stop. Why, General? I just wanted to express my thought. I just wanted you to know that I needed you more than anything you could have imagined.
“Elisa,” he spoke. “I have treated you as my own child. I have long known realized your true feeling. I’m sorry for disappointing you.” I was speechless. He knew my feeling all this time, yet he did not tell me anything about it.
I began to cry. “General…” I sobbed, burying my face in my palms. “Why?” Snow Wolf gave me a soft rub on my back, while Faye offered me her hankie. “I just wanted you to stay a bit longer…”
I heard his chuckles. I looked back at him, eyes watery and all. He was smiling, but what was it for? “Whatever it is, I will not leave this team without appointing my new successor,” he spoke. “That’s why…” He gestured to one of the TSAB officers to open the door. “I’d like to introduce all of you to my apprentice. Please come in.”
I turned to the door. My colleagues did the same. Soon our eyes were locked on the sight of a boy. His stance was ungainly, and his face told us he was seriously fatigued. Who was this boy?
The boy approached General Armstrong’s desk. “Everyone, meet Hikki Kokurabuji, a Gale Whistler. Hikki, these are the Wind Talkers I’ve told you before.”
As soon as he turned and stared at us, I was immediately enveloped in a sensation; it was something I had never felt before. Gale Whistler; of course, the lost tribe of the 42nd Administered World Narulia. I had read a lot about the tribe from the Infinite Library. They were said to be the guardian of the wind deities and had the abilities to communicate with the element.
I never thought to actually meet the Gale Whistler face to face.
“He may not look like what all of you have expected, but Hikki has stayed with me long enough to learn everything about this team,” General Armstrong spoke. “By the way, in case you’re wondering, he has recently finished his preliminary field course with Lost Property Riot Force 6. That’s why he looks quite exhausted.”
“Actually I was having much fun with the Aces,” Hikki said nonchalantly and bashfully chortled. “Though I couldn’t keep up with them sometimes.”
“General, don’t tell me, this boy…” Snow Wolf uttered, “…is our new leader?”
General Armstrong nodded. “As a matter of fact, Hikki has been recently promoted by the Admiral as Tactical Instructor and appointed to this office as Commanding Officer. He will be in charge of this office starting today. I would like to stress here that the selection has been wholly approved by the bureau’s high-level administration.”
He later turned to Hikki. “Hikki, I leave this office to you. Please take a very great care of it, okay?”
The boy smiled. “Don’t worry, General. I know what I’m expected to do.”
“Well, then.” General Armstrong stood from his chair. Sitting Dragon immediately cried out the command: “Ten-Hut!” and simultaneously we gave our leader our farewell salute. We cried; we knew we would never see him once he walked out of the door. Yet we were very proud not only because we were the Wind Talkers, but because we were a part of his family.
General, we will never forget all deeds you have done to us.
He finally walked out. He had gone, leaving us with memories we would forever cherish. We smiled; we knew he was still counting on us to keep the legacy of the Wind Talkers alive.
We turned to Hikki. He noticed he was being watched and looked at us. Officer Kokurabuji,” I began to speak, “we the Wind Talkers have sworn our loyalty to serve leaders with our body and soul. Please, allow us to forge new allegiance with you.”
Hikki inexplicably laughed. “Oh, please, all of you, please,” he said between his laughs, “I know you’re very eager to work with me as my subordinates, but I feel a bit awkward when you mentioned the word ‘forge’,” he said and shyly scratched his cheek. “I’m not really used to anything… formal.”
“But Officer--”
“Hikki is enough,” he said as to put and end to my persistence. “Besides, I’m actually looking forward to working with you guys as friends. I find it easier if all of us become friends. What do you say?”
I was speechless. This boy, the Gale Whistlers, did not intend to treat us like our previous leaders did. He wanted to forge friendship with us. He wanted us to become his friends. This was the most shocking revelation I had ever encountered in my whole life.
He approached me. He offered me a handshake. “Anyway,” he spoke, “I’m Hikki Kokurabuji. What’s yours?”
I smiled. I took his hand and held it tightly. “Elisa,” I pronounced my name. “Elisa Hartmann.”
This is only a part of the story I'm going to post, and possibly implement in Lyrical of Time. Thoughts?
Oh, I'm going to put profiles of the Wind Talkers sometime soon.
Touching, and it encourages me to do a small ficlet of Keroko's first days in Rogue Squadron. Hikki certainly comes over as one of those leaders who want to avoid distance between members in their unit at all cost.
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
HOLY SHITE.
Part VIII is here...as a relatively...not-so-safe for works one either, and that is after I trimmed away most of the dirty words like thrust, grinding, etc. I never knew I had it in me to write such...dirty things. For the first time EVAR too.
Anyway, TEH CHEESE FROM BELKA : Part VIII is here. The ones below the multiple lines are NC-17...I think, so beware.
Spoiler for Part 8 : Love:
~Part VIII : Ai no Tsurugi~
Just as another day is another battle…this day, is when I meet Tiara again.
But today…it was different. I came alone, as Null was undergoing self-augmenting repairs… but today, even Tiara was alone. Shamal…Zafira, neither were there.
I came like I always do…being who I am, as Tiara sat there…looking at the full-moon up in the sky, I looked at its reflection on the open sea.
It’s nostalgic…
“Saga.”
“Tiara.”
I smiled. Without holding back, I just smiled.
I felt like a child, purely innocent, untainted for just that moment.
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“Where’s Shamal or Zafira? Don’t they usually accompany you?”
Ah. That. Well…we’ve always met, not being alone. So I suppose it’s expected, somewhat… even though I told them it’s all right for them to do what they should and not accompany me all the time.
“They had things they had to do. Maybe they’ve already come to trust you.”
That wasn’t really the truth, but I wasn’t lying either.
Sigh…It feels wrong…to keep much of what I tell Saga…under wraps.
But it is the same…for both of us. I’m not hiding that fact, nor does he. I don’t know how he feels about it…but I can feel it, we’re both hiding under a mask.
Hiding our true selfs, behind a mask. Out of fear, out of compromise…I don’t know.
But still…I must ask him one thing.
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“Why…do you often look sad, whenever you appear here?”
Sad? Here?
“I’m sorry if I might’ve stepped over your lines, but many times now…whenever I see your silhouette, your shadows…each step that brings you here, and you come with sadness. I can feel that you’re happy here, but I don’t feel the same whenever you come, or you leave. It’s almost as if…”
“I’m a different person…right?”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. You’re right. I never realized it, but I am…even now…for the both of us.”
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That’s right. We’re friends. But that doesn’t change the fact that we’re hiding from each other.
But…it’s not like it really matters. It’s in the human nature.
Nor does it change my feelings towards you.
“Are you…angry, Saga?”
Angry? I’m angrier at myself, than anything else.
“No…I’m not. It’s the same for me. I haven’t been complete honest as well… What you see now, is me, but at the same time, I’m wearing a mask.”
“I too wear a mask…”
“It’s nothing to be sorry or ashamed about… We all wear mask, be it literally or not. There are things… that we’re afraid to tell others, no matter who they are…
Even the ones you love.”
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Okay, this silence is scaring me…Wait a sec… the ones I love?
It’s true that I love Tiara, but…
“Do you…love me?”
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I was feeling…strange. It’s like my mind isn’t registering anything…Moving closer to Saga, I just continued asking.
“Do you love me?”
In just a spur of a moment, even I couldn’t react as he pulled me into his chest, and held me tightly, strongly…not letting go, despite my weak resistance. His voice, soft, almost inaudible…spoke.
“I love you.”
I should be saying no. That’s right…no. I barely know him. Just his name…just…his name. I know nothing else. But my feelings…are mixed. I want to accept him, but…
I am the Princess of the Night Sky. My happiness should be the least important thing, compared to my people, my knights, my friends…
Saga is a kind man…I just need to say no. He’ll understand, surely.
Just…no.
Yet, I’m hesitating…mom…what should I do?
“Tiara...I pray for your happiness.”
I…I…
“Can you promise me..that you’ll love me for the rest of life, even in death?”
My breathing is ragged.
“That you’ll always be with me for all eternity, so long as we live, together as one?”
I held on to his embrace…stronger…not letting go.
“That…you’ll belong only to me and that no part of your heart belongs to another?”
I need to know.
"That you’ll speak only to me, and no one else?”
Please…
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“No…I cannot promise you all that.”
I was honest. My feelings, what I am capable of…I won’t lie to her this time.
“But I can promise that I’ll love you, and even if you don’t, I will definitely be there for you and your happiness…because I love you, and no one else.”
I loosened my hug…and placed my face close to hers…as tears fell from her crimson red eyes…but not of sadness, but happiness.
“Idiot…taking what I said so seriously… generally people say ‘yes’ even when they can’t, right?”
“Probably.”
The distance between our faces closed to nothing as our lips touched. No words were needed…Just the feeling. The emotions…The proof.
~~~
On that night…there was nothing between us. There were no words, there was no lies, there was no truth. Just the both of us, together as one.
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~Part VIII Verse XIII : Expression~
It was simply a sense of exhilaration, an unspeakable flow of emotions that lead to this.
A simple kiss. An expression of emotional bonds, as they shared their kisses…not once, not twice, but as much as they both desired it. It was like a honey’s taste to a virgin bee… a taste so sweet it was addictive. It was something that made them wonder how they are going to live their lives without each other…It needed one another.
She voiced a mild squeal as her back fell before the flower bed, with his eyes eying everything that is beauty before him. An acknowledging smile, as both sides looked on for one another. Her hands, clinging to his shoulder, trembled as he proceeded with their act of love. He curled his fingers around her, running his fingers gently over the folds of her chest… a gentle stroke, and a hot breath flowing down her neck as her body jerked from the unexplainable experience of a man’s touch.
She tried to keep her voice down, but it was to no avail. Just as his arms and fingers were teasing her in all ways she never imagined possible, her own psyche was betraying her as she kissed him, tongued in as they shared all they could of their saliva, as a reply. It was ecstatic. Her arms held on tightly around his shoulders and neck, as she listened to her own voices from her mouth and from her mind.
Her first kiss. Her first squeals. Her first experience. Her everything…
It was just beginning, and there they were…already craving for one another. They needed to feel the touch, the scent... He helped unrobed her…it was just a simple clothwear as he took away the upper top, bringing sight to her beautiful chest. Relatively large, but not big, nor was it small. It was just perfect as her back arched away from the touch of his silver tongue. Each new sensation brought both of them a senseless feeling of new heights. A feeling of bliss.
It was the proper flow. As they shared the taste of their lips once again, just as how they began, he looked at herself and she looked at him, careful..with smiles, and he slowly moved, and there is was. The piercing pain, and the scream of expressions. Tears came from her eyes, as he held on to him as tightly as she had ever, her fingernails digging into him, as he had obtained everything that made her... They had become one.
It was painful...for both of them, but they shared their pain. They accepted what should become of it as he continued, a consistent flow as he felt his senses heightened with each move, just as her volume slowly came down, resistance accepting what is made of him…slowly, but surely becoming as one. The feelings, the senses, the burst and explosive reactions of the combined love and emotions stayed within the both of them…
It was the proof of their love.
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I think I'll go and hide myself, kthx bai.
Comments btw. This is the first time I've ever written some form of smut, even if they're already trimmed down from the original downright dirty version with the use of...improper words.
Having read a rather lengthy number of lemons before, I can safely say that this was far more romantic then smut. Sure there were ways of writing this without the bed scene, but this was far from the fanservice smut that is commonly called lemon. Besides, it gives the scene that little extra, you know?
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Originally Posted by USB500
touching. Me likes, because it reminds me of Romeo & Juliet and me dont care if it's NC-17 or not, because it fits the romantic mood.
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well, here we go.
Spoiler for space-saving:
THE WIND TALKERS
Official designation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Background: the Wind Talkers have been around for 75 years, originally established as freelancer interpretation group working for organizations around the world. With history traceable to the First Belkan War, where a group of Navajo Indians from Earth were recruited to assist the Allied Force’s covert operation divisions. They have close connection with the military, and become a part of Time-Space Administration Bureau soon after its establishment.
Modus operandi: the Wind Talkers function as the bureau’s “unofficial” secret messages deciphering team, often taking part in analyzing and deciphering any secret message they listen to. They also work with Infinite Library whenever there’s the need to decipher ancient language, a field of research they excel the most.
Jackson Armstrong
Origin: Earth (nationality: American)
Age: 55
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: General Inspector (retired)
Magic level: S+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; ancient language deciphering
Background: The Wind Talker’s fifth leader, General Armstrong (as he is usually referred to) is among the best in his class, with knowledge of over 100 languages. He was actively involved in the bureau’s archaeological expeditions, in which he worked to decipher ancient languages. As he grows older, he begins to wonder whether it is worth leaving normal life for over 35 years and decides to retire after the Chronomancer Case, appointing Hikki as the unit’s new leader.
Notes worth mentioning:
General Armstrong is Annabelle’s grandfather and her official guardian.
General Armstrong is the bureau’s former ace. To this day, he is still respected by TSAB officers for his vast experience.
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Elisa Hartmann
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 26
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Chief Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; ancient language deciphering
Background: the Wind Talker’s second-in-command, Elisa was adopted by General Armstrong on his seventh archaeological tour to Narulia after she was found straying in the archaeological site alone. Finding no valuable information on her family or relatives, General Armstrong took her with him and raised her as his surrogate daughter. She looks after General Armstrong as a father figure but is too reluctant to openly confess her feeling.
Notes worth mentioning: Elise is sensitively unstable and her emotions seem to range from mild panic to absolute trauma. She seems to be haunted by her past, but does not dare sharing it with everyone.
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Faye Hung
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 16
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: D
Specialty: code talker; interrogation
Background: Faye joins the Wind Talkers as to expand her linguistic knowledge. She is one of the unit’s Code Talkers (the other one is her fellow Elise): Code Talker refers to a person with the ability to speak in ciphered/coded languages, usually a combination of two or more tribal languages, and Faye is the only Code Talker to be able to speak in combination of seven different languages. Such complexity of the combination leads to her status as The Vault, and she is very fond of the moniker as it allows her to keep secrets.
Notes worth mentioning: Faye loves reading and will spend hours concealed inside Infinite Library just to read a book.
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Snow Wolf
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 29
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Inspector
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation
Sitting Dragon
Origin: 22nd Administered World -- Gravia
Age: 30
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant
Magic level: B+
Specialty: tribal language interpretation; interrogation
Background: Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon come from a Gravian indigenous tribe known as Ebla, in many ways similar to Earth’s Navajo Indian tribe. They are close friends and never seen away from each other. They seem to have bipolar relationship; Sitting Dragon’s aggressive nature is often balanced by Snow Wolf’s friendlier personality.
Notes worth mentioning: back at their home planet, Snow Wolf and Sitting Dragon are Ebla Tribe’s best robot pilots.
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Azali Abdullah
Origin: Earth (nationality: Malaysian)
Age: 36
Affiliation: 271st Special Operation Unit
Rank: Sergeant Major
Magic level: A
Specialty: code deciphering
Background: Azali is the only person in the unit able to understand each and every word Faye speaks, even if it happens to be daily conversations. Azali is a natural-born deciphering machine. He is said to be able to understand secret conversation simply by listening to it.
Notes worth mentioning: the reason Azali is chosen as Faye’s “official” translator is that he adopted the girl, orphaned on early age after her parents died in car accident back at his hometown Kuala Lipis.
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Hikki Kokurabuji
Origin: 42nd Administered World -- Narulia
Age: 19
Affiliation: Time-Space Administration Bureau
Rank: (in 271st SOU) Junior Inspector
Magic level: SS
Specialty: ancient language deciphering (learned from General Armstrong)
Background: the newest member of the Wind Talkers, Hikki is taught by General Armstrong on secrets of ancient languages and selected to take over the office after General Armstrong retires. Although not very fond of leading the unit, Hikki strives to forge friendship with each Wind Talker, believing that he may able to gain their trust from this method.
Notes worth mentioning: Hikki is skilled in Japanese, Ukrainian, Korean and English. He also knows the basic of Narulian languages, especially the lost language of Minamikaze Tribe.
Wow, a dechipering unit. Haven't seen that one before. It does make me wonder what they do in the field, though. Do they try to remain outside combat?
Hey all this talk about Erio's "loli-sense" reminds me of something yet again... Remember how Kha even as a shouta learned to detect a device using his "Whispers"?
HOW MANY MORE TIMES IS ERIO GOING TO RESEMBLE KHA?! Man I'm starting to think Fate "adopted" Erio because he reminded her of one incredibly busy person who was close to her.
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I think I caused a few eye poppers there ...and those who caught the anime reference didn't realize the fact that there is a Z-Metal Evoludar running around in my story now.
*sees a mushroom cloud with a telltale red glow*
WHO'S THE FOOL THAT USED IRON CURTAIN ON THE DEMO TRUCKS!?!
Spoiler for Revelations of...SAY WHAT!?! Part 4b:
Mabiko: Shuu and I spent weeks confined to Orbit Base's Medical Ward, given that Shuu, a Z-Metal Cyborg, was a full evoludar, while I, a small young girl with fox features, had clearly done the impossible of evolving Shuu into an evoludar somehow. The people that were interested in us the most were Shishioh Liger, Guy's uncle, and Papillon Noir. Liger, a long time researcher of Zondar Metal, simply couldn't believe the possibility of Zondar Metal possessing the miracles of becoming an Evoludar. Papillon was more interested in our mental states.
Mabiko's ear twitched as she was hooked into a Manager Machine.
Papillon: Are you feeling alright, Mabiko-chan?
Mabiko: I'm okay, Noir-san.
Papillon: Okay, I'm just going to run a few scans. Bear with me, alright?
Mabiko: Hai~~~.
As the scans began to process, boredom began to set in for young Mabiko.
Mabiko: Ne, Noir-san.
Papillon: Yes?
Mabiko: Is Shuu-niichan gonna be okay?
Papillon: I don't know about Wanibuchi-kun, but he seems to be taking his new body condition in stride...hmm...
Papillion noted an odd reading before shutting down the scans and released Mabiko from the bindings.
Papillon: Come on, let's go to the training room to see how Liger is doing with our newest evoludar.
With a squeal, Mabiko hopped onto Papillon's back and the two headed for the training section. When they arrived, Shuu was running speeds that were as impressive as Guy's record. Liger was on the side, making notes as Papillon joined him after putting Mabiko down, who headed over to the Blue and Purple jumpsuit clad evoludar.
Papillon: Results?
Liger: Hard to believe, but if you look at their old high school records, the ratio of differences are almost the same. How are things on your side?
Papillion: The child seems have conduit channels for something akin to The Power.
Liger: Hm...Interesting. Sad that Leo isn't here. He'd be able to figure this out quickly.
At this point, Shuu came over with Mabiko on his shoulder.
Shuu: Those numbers have to have a margin of error, Liger. I feel I'm at Guy's equal now. Did you find anything else?
Liger: From the looks of the readings, the essence of the Z-metal is at your control now. Being able to form your armor from any nearby objects seems to be no problem, but the main use you might like is the ability to change your armor into a weapon of your preference during battle.
Shuu: Is that so? How about the chibikko's weapons?
Papillon: The pendant, watch, and pet beetle are mysteries. However, we've identified the twin blades as Hoshi no Kusanagi and Ame no Murakumo.
Mabiko: Eh? I was told that they were both Kusanagi.
Papillon: Perhaps they were both Kusanagi from where you came from. Come along, let's collect your items now.
Just befoe they reached the exit. The nearby vid panel opened up, showing one of the researchers Papillon left Mabiko's items with.
Researcher: Noir-san, the beetle's going crazy. Can you please bring Mabiko over before it tears up the lab?
Noir: We were just on our way. Thank you for telling us.
A scream is heard over the speakers and the screen shuts off.
Mabiko: Ehehe, it's never left my side before...
Liger: Let's get going then. I don't want to have to report extensive damages for the budget.
Mabiko: Time passed as Bionet was hunted down and finally taken out. I met the various members of the Yuusha robo team, especially Kouryu and Anryu. The two sisters seemed familiar to me, as though they were another version of Midori, only more serious. Shuu's mock fights with Gai were impressive, even better than their fight in GaoFar's cockpit. The two were evenly matched. However, the time for training was over. Someone was grabbing Q-parts from the research centers of GGG. In the course of the thief taking the two Q-parts in orbital base, Noir-san was killed and Shuu heavily injured. By Director Rose Approval's order, we were to be exiled for the mistakes and results of the thief, a fake Amami Mamoru, who succeeded in giving the parts to the 11 Sol Masters. When we arrived, what we found was a cloned earth with a copy of Papillon waiting for us. However, there was something else on the planet. The members of 3G lost their will to battle, shutting down the Yuusha Robo. However, there were a few of us who weren't affected. Guy and Shuu were completely immune. Something in Renais kept her going. Papillon was completely unaffected as well, for some reason. I suppose I had Eisenfach to thank for filtering the air for me. While Guy and Shuu were out on scouting parties. I decided to try and reforge Kusanagi and Murakumo with some G-Alloy added into the formula. I finished Kusanagi when I heard Noir-san calling for help with her mind. As I arrived in the command room, I feltthat I was staring down death himself.
Mabiko stared down a death god himself as it launched itself with a screech, scythe ready. Mabiko dove low, clashing blades using Kusanagi to barely deflect the attack, rolling to a stop in front of the downed Papillon.
Papillon: Forget about him, Mabiko. Hit the Final Fusion panel! Guy needs it now!
Mabiko nodded and turned around to find the glass covered button and raised the pommel of Kusanagi up.
Mabiko: PROGRAM....
The death god lunged at Mabiko, intent on cutting her down, when a bolt of green energy knocked him aside midflight as the real Amami Mamoru revealed himself.
Mamoru: Hurry!
Mabiko: ...DRIVE!
Bringing the pommel down, Mabiko shattered the glass and activated the Final Fusion process. The death god, sensing its failure, crashed through the window and fled.
Mamoru: Don't you think you'll get away! I'll leave things here to you, Papillon-san.
Papillon nodded as Mamoru flew out the window after Pia Decem. Sitting down at a console, she began to track the location of Shuu and Gai.
Mabiko: Shuu was recalled, but GaoFighGar's signal was lost. Mikoto returned, her body finally filtering out the Palus particles. Renais was found chained in one of the storage areas in chains due to another Sol Master. However, Ikumi Kaidou, alias Arma-002 of the Red Planet, had gone missing roughly the same moment that everyone fell under the Palus Particle effect. As everyone gathered together, they took an inventory of things. Renais excused herself to track something down, taking GunGlue with her. Mikoto and Shuu went to investigate GaoFighGar's last location. I finished forging Murakumo and then assisted Papillon in getting the other members back into fighting shape. In the sky, I saw the goldion shockwave as something happened in space. To Papillon, all that meant was that they needed to work faster.
*FLASH*
The girls were all wide awake, much to Zafira's relief, but the squeezing continued. Hayate, on the other hand, somehow managed to scoot her chair around the table next to Mabiko. Mabiko sipped her cup of tea and poured another cup.
Mabiko: Hayate-chan, you wanted the story, so focus, please. Nanoha, bind her wrists, please?
Hayate: Unyuuu...
Aaaaand the 2-parter turned into a 3-parter.
And...I need suggestions on how to divert Hayate now.
Kluize: No fair! Here we have someone having free-reign in screwing with other dimensions timelines, and all she gets is royal treatment from Cosplay Queen! And what did I get? I wouldn't mind if we switched places!
*dodges Anna's fist*
Kluize: And look at the number of new lethal Lost Logia she has! Blatant robbery this is, and no one knew! Gah! Why was I so stupid to just grab the older Lost Logia from forgotten dimensions when security is so slack? I mean, who wants this Sexy Commando suit? RX-93 Nu ***dam? The ORIGINAL Kamen Rider bike? And I just threw out the Voltron lions as those useless roids were taking up space in my Vault! (fumes)
*Anna's Shinku Hadoken >>> Kluize*
Now that that guy's shut up (thanks Anna), I'd like to say, that was FUN. I suppose if ya let Kha in I'm sure a full Confession bind would work wonders.
Hayate, your obsession must be stopped at all costs. Hayate: but they're so soft.... I want to sleep on them.... munyuuu.....
Somebody please cure this person before things get worse.
Hey all this talk about Erio's "loli-sense" reminds me of something yet again... Remember how Kha even as a shouta learned to detect a device using his "Whispers"?
HOW MANY MORE TIMES IS ERIO GOING TO RESEMBLE KHA?! Man I'm starting to think Fate "adopted" Erio because he reminded her of one incredibly busy person who was close to her.
I keep telling you all, Big Brother 7Arcs is watching
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Kluize: No fair! Here we have someone having free-reign in screwing with other dimensions timelines, and all she gets is royal treatment from Cosplay Queen! And what did I get? I wouldn't mind if we switched places!
*dodges Anna's fist*
Kluize: And look at the number of new lethal Lost Logia she has! Blatant robbery this is, and no one knew! Gah! Why was I so stupid to just grab the older Lost Logia from forgotten dimensions when security is so slack? I mean, who wants this Sexy Commando suit? RX-93 Nu ***dam? The ORIGINAL Kamen Rider bike? And I just threw out the Voltron lions as those useless roids were taking up space in my Vault! (fumes)
*Anna's Shinku Hadoken >>> Kluize*
Now that that guy's shut up (thanks Anna), I'd like to say, that was FUN. I suppose if ya let Kha in I'm sure a full Confession bind would work wonders.
Confession bind? That's overkill isn't it... though I suppose, it'll help to uncover what other juicy dimensions Mabiko's been on
@KBTKaiser:
Still... it's... too...
*explodes with the force of 10000 moegatons*
Mabiko wouldn't happen to have GaoFighGar hidden away does she?
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I mean, even Riot 6 had time for a Terran holiday in the middle of an op. 
How well exactly do you intend Aurion to be informed?
