ZOMBIE FORUMS

*PGS flies his suit out of the bay, and makes his way to the group of target drones he had set up for target practice.*

PGS: Man, it has been a long time since I last flew a suit. This will take some getting used to...

*PGS fires his maneuvering thrusters and begins practicing maneuvers. After he got the hang of it a bit better he began practice shooting at the drones. The drones quickly returned fire, using tracer rounds which, while harmless, gave the suit a good jolt when they hit.*

PGS: Oww! I'm getting my guts shaken out!

*Takes a shot at one of the drones, hits it, and the drone shuts down. After a while, PGS is able to evade most of the shots and scores several hits on the drones.*

PGS: This is going to take a lot more practice...

Mad: You're forgetting something Gold.

*Mad was now inside Luci, with his distortion blade drawn.*

Mad: Get out your saber, you are going to learn how to use it today.

PGS: Uh, sure, ok.

*Powers up energy saber.*

Mad: You ready?

PGS: Yeah.

*Immediately, Mad fired his thrusters and charged directly at PGS, winding up the distortion blade for a massive blow.*

PGS: Holy Shit! *Fires the verniers and barely dodges Mad's blow.*

Mad: I ain't gonna take it easy on you Gold! *Laughing hysterically*

*PGS's training by Mad begins. To add difficulty to the training, Mad reactivates all the drones and they begin shooting at both of them.*

OOC Mad can be a demanding teacher... OOC

OOC: you know he can /OOC

Dodging another volley of tracers from the drones, mad zips in from the left and behind of GS, tagging his mech on the sholder with the butt of his distortion knife. the blow does no damage, but delivers a resounding 'THUNK', which is transmitted through the bod of the MS to Gold in his cockpit.

"don't forget your spatial awareness. don't worry so much with the viewscree, concentrate on the radar hologram. it'll give you more information than a video feed."

Mad accelerates way from GS, Luci shooting backwards, and throwing Mad forward in his G-seat. the man grunts with the acceleration and extra weight, then spins the mech around 180 to grab one of the Drones, which he propels at GS, who just dodges.

"what the hell, Mad?" Gold exclaims, reeling in his cockpit. The mech once again shuddetrs as tracers from Mad's rifle clip it on a leg and throw it into a spin until Gold fires his manouver jets to right himself.

"unorthadox fighting methods. they work for two reasons. One: you foe won't be expecting such a lateral leap in thought. two: once they start trying to figure out what you're gonna do next, they are'nt thinking about what they're gonna do next."

Mad once again shoots toward GS, and at the last moment, throws all his thrust to the right, and fires a shotgun tracer into the shield GS hastily makes of the previously thrown drone.

then from above, mad is attacked by Gold with his energy saber, and the pilot just manages to move Luci out of the way, under heavy G.

"good. you're learning. now let's work on reaction times and stamina."

OOC: a bit of warmup action. notify me of any details that need altering /OOC

I see the Fortuna as I make my way back up through the atmosphere.

"Fortuna Control, this is Virsyon with Valkyrie Lead: requesting permission to land."

SA: Permission granted. Deck is ready to accept you both.

I slow down my suit and transform back into MS mode as I hit the brakes and come to a graceful stooped stop on the deck. Vandal does the same with the Quicksilver Angel. We both stand up and the suits are escorted into their cradles as we both disembark. I don't even bother taking off my flight suit and leave straightaway for my cabin.

I go in and slump into my chair. I turn to see the stars and the rotating planet. I then see a portion of the full Pirate Guild with the ships floating above the planet or with the nearby planets in the system. I pull out a starchart on the screen to my right, showing the USSF territory and the outlying areas as I get some straight Scotch in a glass.

I stare at the map and the glass as Silver comes in.

SA: Trouble?

"You could say that in a way. The Guild has voted to attack the USSF with a coalition of Pirate Ships...with myself as Commander of the Forces and the Fortuna as the Flagship."

SA: Damn...didn't see THAT part coming.

"I've got to have battle plans ready to go within 4 hours. In 10 minutes, I want everyone on board to meet on the MS Deck for an personal announcement."

SA: Sir.

He leaves and I continue to nurse my drink. 10 minutes go by pretty fast when I hear the message by Silver on the 1MC for everyone to report to the MS deck for an announcement. I switch out of my Flight Suit and get on my normal uniform, then I make my way to inform my crew.

When I get there, everyone's there and scuttlebutt was flying faster than any warp. I get up in front of everyone and they all quiet down.

"Alright everyone, listen up. As I'm sure you all know, the meeting on Guild One was to determine what we should do as a Guild in response to the decimation of the USSF fleet. The Elders decided that we WILL go to battle against the USSF and crush them so they can never affect us again."

Everyone pretty much cries out in joy at the hearing of the upcoming destruction of the USSF. They see me raise a hand and the quiet down again.

"In order for us to do battle with them, the Guild is having all member ships join forces in a coalition. The Elders has named me as the Commander of the Combined Fleet and our ship as the Flagship of this Armada. We will fight to defend our rights and privileges as tradesmen out here in the frontiers of Space."

Everyone applaudes and get excited with the way I'm riling them up.

"I expect you all to do your best and prove that the Fortuna is the ONLY ship that can lead us to victory!"

As they cheer at the chestthumping, I get out from in front of them and head back to my cabin while Silver tells them to now get back to their stations and back to work. He follows after me to my cabin and we both sit heavily in our respective chairs as we now try to think of all the possible ways that we can fight the USSF...and come out of it alive.

riuku gets out of the meeting. and heads to the main council building the doors open and he walks in. he is in a magnisifiant room with gold lineing almoast everything there is an older man standing in the center of the room.*
Ah my son come, come here. *he was wearing a red robe with gold trim. i walked over and bowed to him*
Riuku.>yes father i have came uppon your request.
RF> the councile is not impressed.
Riuku> I could do nothing about it i was...
RF> I, do not want to hear it! you must make up for your mistakes, or like so many others before you, you will be ... detached frome the guild.
Riuku> father, i will not fail.
RF> very well i will get permission for you to dock your gundam on the Fortuna. on the ship you will fallow the captians orders without question. understood? that will be all.*the old man walks away leaveing riuku standing alone in the grand room.*

[An hour later...]
*Riuku approaches the Fortuna.* permission to dock.
OCC just a fun family reiunion huh?OCC

Vandal was on the bridge, going over some ship specs with a few of the crewman, asking questions and discussing tactics when Riuku's message came through to the ship.

"Well, I'll be damned. What's that snot want? Make him wait a few. I'll get the captain."

Vandal stands and makes his way through the ship to the captain's location, knocking slowly. He took his time getting there, not hurrying in the least. When the door opened he nodded to the captain and Silver, repressing a smirk.

"Sir, riuku is outside the ship, requesting permission to dock. What should we tell him?"

Band arced and eyebrow at the cyborg pirate.

"And precisely how long has he been outside the fortuna, Vandal?"

"Oh, I would say approximately ten minutes and 37 seconds so far, sir."

"You're incorrigble, you know that, right?" The captain's voice held an edge of amusement.

"Well, sir, I didn't wish to disturb you to osoon, and I didn't figure that Riuku would mind waitin a bit. I mean, if it's important, he should be willing to wait all the time he has to, right?"

"It's an attitude like that which proves my decision to have you my Wing Commander was the correct one."

I think for a minute or two more.

"Inform Riuku that he may enter the ship. The second he powers down his mech, escort him here."

Vandal straightens up and responds with an aye. Just before he leaves I call out to Vandal again.

"Oh and Vandal...try not to 'lose' him on the way here."

Vandal smirked a bit and left. He returned fairly quickly with Riuku in tow. I motioned him to sit down.

"So, what brings you to the Fortuna?"

R: Orders, by the Elders themselves. I am to be under your command for the duration of this operation.

He hands me a data crystal with the orders on it.

"I see...even got one of the higher Elders to sign off on this."

Must be great having Daddy to save your ass.

"Very well. Welcome aboard. I'll make sure you get accomodations...however you won't be under my command directly."

Riuku looks at me and wonders if he heard right.

"Since you came in with a Mech, that means you are a part of my MS Wing...and that puts you under the control of my Wing Commander, Mr. Vandal here. If there is something you need, you ask him. If he tells you something, you do it as if I had told you. Oh, and if you even think about being a snotty brat or throw temper tantrums on my ship, I'll personally drop kick your ass out the nearest airlock...either that or I tell 'Daddy' how bad you've been and basically screw your last chances at following the family line. Do I make myself clear, Mr. Riuku?"

R: Crystal,...Sir.

"Good. Vandal, would you be so good as to show our newest crewmember to his 'accomodations' and get his Rick-Dom secured?"

VH: Of course, sir.

As Vandal escorts Riuku out of my room, I look at SA and start cracking up.

SA: What's so funny?

*after I calm down to talk* "The fact that Riuku's father trusts me more than his own son to do what's best for the Guild...that and the gratification of seeing Vandal put Riuku through the paces and run him ragged."

I then pull out a data crystal and hold it in my hands.

"Well, here are the plans. I better get these to the Elders. I'm going to take the Virsyon so as to reduce the risk of them being read by USSF spies. I'll be back."

Silver nods and heads to the bridge as I re-don my flight suit and tuck the crystal in my suit. I then head to the MS Deck. Vandal is 'dealing' with Riuku as I enter and power up the Suit. Everything is secured and the doors open as I take off and after converting to my Armor Mode head back to the Central City.

*A Few Minutes Later*

Lead Elder: So, you've come with the plans?

"Yes, Elder. It's on the data crystal. This is your copy."

I hand it to him and he puts the crystal into the reciever. The crystal reads the info and displays it on a monitor in quick fashion one of the plans, in case the USSF is able to get all the Privateers to fight on their side.

LE: Nicely done. I think you've just proven why it was a good choice to have you as our Commander.

"Gentlemen, I will be organizing the fleet within 12 hours, then we will depart for battle. Have a good evening."

Suddenly, as the Elders leave with the information, The Third Elder came up to me. I recognized him as Riuku's Father.

Elder 3: Thank you for taking my son aboard your ship.

"With all due respect, sir, I had no choice. It was an order from the Elders and I have to obey. I'll deal with him the same way I deal with my other personnel. I even told him as much. But for what it's worth, I'll do what I can to have him come back to you a better son."

He bows and leaves with the other elders as I then make my way to the Virsyon and within a few minutes I land within my Fortuna once again.

"It's slow. I don't give a flying fuck how many times you say you've gone over the specs on that arm. It's slow. The left arm is much faster. And your engine is nowhere near optimal performance. Where the hell did you learn how to work on a suit, underneath yer daddy's throne? No pilot on board this ship will ever fly with an inferior piece of equipment. And every single pilot is his own primary mechanic. Your suit is responsible for your life in combat. You are responsible for your suit. Before, during, and after combat. <B>Right?</b>" The last was rewarded with a chorus of yells, hoots, whistles, and various noises the human vocal system couldn't reproduce, as well as a cacaphony of banging metal.

Vandal paused as the Virsyon was settled into place, the captain climbing out into the bay.

"Alright, Riuku, you've got one hour to work on this thing and get it into tip top shape. This here is Grease Monkey, he's my current assistant, he'll give ya a hand. He hasn't spoken a word since I've known him, I can't find a language he doesn't understand, and I swear to god he can talk to the machines in his head. They're like putty in his hands. He'll give you all the help you could ever dream of. Go to it boys, we're gonn run some drone practice in 1.25 hours on the dot. Be ready."

Vandal turned and walked off, moving to where the captain was talking with a crewmember. He lit a smoke as he walked, an old habit he ust couldn't let go. He stood about ten feet away until the captain was finished, before he walked up.

"Captain, how'd it go?"

[ooc] ok I actually looked and found the stats for the Valkyrie, so I'm gonna alter my original somewhat, so as to make it fit a bit better with the design. I will also go back and edit these changes into my original schematics for ease of everyone. Hopefull, this is a bit closed to what Band intended, and more true to the Valkyries themselves.

Fighter/Gerwalk/Battroid
Ground:1/3/5
Air/Low Atmosphere:5/4/4
Space/high Atmosphere:10(+2)/8(+2)/9(+2)
Reaction:9(+4)/8(+4)/10(+4)
Offense:Laser Cannon(x2)5, Gatling Cannon 7, Tandem Charged Missiles(x3,on hardpoint)5+5, Seizmic Missiles(x1,on hardpoint)9, Distortion Blade 6
Defense:8

In Fighter Mode (jet mode) The Angel has access to the fire linked Twin Laser Cannons, and all missiles. The Tandem missiles actually consist of two warheads, the first goes off on impact, and it's sole purpose is to put a hole in the armor. The second charge is made to off right afterwards, and is intended to damage the interior of the target, after the first charge puts a small hole in it. While not powerful charges, the damage done to the interior of a mech/ship would normally compensate. Tandem missiles are self guided and fired one at a time. The Seizmic missiles are not intended to hit a target dead on with. They are proximity, timer, or manually detonated. On explosion, they release a wave of force in every direction, the intent being to knock the snot out of everything within range. These are used to best effect within areas of dense debris, where they can cause even more damage with shrapnel and floating junk.

In Gerwalk Mode (funky looking half fighter half suit form) the Angel has access to all weapons.

In Fighter Mode (full MS mode) the Angel has access to the Laser Cannons, the three barrel Gatling Cannon (HV rounds, appx 600 rounds of ammunition), and the Distortion Blade. The Distortion Blade is a variant of the one used on the Luci, but has been modified to retract into the wrist of the MS, thus making it part of the suit and unable to be disarmed.

The boost in reaction and speed is due in large part to the Cybernetic relays which allow near instantaneous commands and input from pilot to vehicle, and vice versa. A fully mechanical pilot could do even better, but would lose creativity and snap decision making of a human.

Mostly designed for space combat, the Angel was designed to be able to run anywhere. Nowhere near as good in loweratmosphere and ground fighting, it has an edge on suits that are designed solely for space combat.

Oh, and this would be how I picture the Quicksilver Angel, especially in Battroid Mode: The VF-X-7 Ghost http://www.mahq.net/mecha/macross/macross.htm [/ooc]
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*riuku is swetty and covered in grease he has been working on his DOM for nearly an hour* stupid... thinks i cant maintain my own suit. * he is sitting on the shoulder working on a computer that he has hooked to the visiual optics system by a series of small cabels.* well i'm done with that *he takes the cords out and shuts the pannel that leads into the head's computer system. along with grease monkey he has checked over all the systems and had tuned them to his likeing* now i s'pose i could get a rest before the test... nah better not i don't want the boy scout on my back.

Mad grins as he eases his acheing body out of Luci's cockpit, and climbs down to the deck. He lets out a half moan/half yawn, as he stretches all thekinks out of his weary body.

the training and excercise session had been rather grueling. Gold's abilities had come back to him reasonably fast, and Mad had been more out of practice than he thought.

Whilst the stresses of MS combat would have him acheing for a good 42 or so hours, he knows that afterwards, his bio-enhanced body will be in much better condition for any fighting in the near future, it's accellerated healing and reinforced mechanisims pushed into overdrive by the workout.

Mad grabs a few towels as he heads over to see how GS has pulled up from the grueling excercises, and can't stop the knowing grin at the sore man getting out of his MS.

"how do you do it, Mad? i don't think there's a spot of skin on my body that isn't bruised, chafed raw, or both. and god, my muscles! was it always this bad?"

Mad laughs openly and good naturedly. "the first time back in the pilot's seat is always the worst. lets us know how easy we've had it in our ships, and under steady G." Mad throws GS one of the soft towels, and Gold takes great pleasure in wiping off the hot, sticky sweat from his face and neck.

Mad undoes the top of his flight suit and rubs at his chest and neck with his own towel, and flicks his saturated crimson hair out of his odd eyes, another legacy of the bio-geneti engineering. "you were'nt too bad out there, Gold. you got good instincts, and i guess being a Privateer has given you a good head for tactics. give it six months of real solid wok, and you'd earn the titile 'ACE'"

Mad's comander shrugs, and winces at the pain in his tortured body. "right now, all i want is a long, hot shower."

Mad laughs again, with genuine amusement. "good idea. here's a trick i picked up in my early days. after the hot shower, run it cold for a bit. stops you from sweating all night,"

With that, Mad gets up to go seek his own shower, and see if maybe Angie is off duty. on his way, Mad stops off to see how Gerome is doing with Luci's re-armament. "all's good?"

"yeah, a few parts need adjusting, but that's to be expected with new models. takes weeks to get them running perfect."

Mad nods, remembering a brand-new model he'd used during a rebellion on a small moon around the Gas Giant out near the Gallileo Nebula. the damn thing had never run right, and he'd almost been happy when he'd had to abandon it with the self destruct set in the govornment HQ. piece of shit.

"have a look at the calibration of the feedback circuts for the left leg, they felt a bit sluggish."

Gerome nods, and add the problem to his checklist. "will do,"

Mad waves to the mechanic, and goes to hit the shower.

OOC Sorry I was away so long. I got Halo for Christmas and finally beat it just a few minutes ago. I'll try to remember to drag myself away from the X Box long enough to post on a timely basis from now on... OOC

PGS left the shower, covered in bruises that wouldn't stop hurting, but was starting to feel a little better. "Man, this stuff is a lot harder than I thought. The one time I did it all those years ago I just hid behind an asteroid and snipered those Vegans..." said PGS to himself.

After drinking some apple juice he had in the fridge, PGS slumped down into bed, and almost immediately fell asleep.

"INCOMING MESSAGE"

"INCOMING MESSAGE"

"WHO THE HELL IS CALLING ME AT THIS HOUR!" said PGS, looking in indignation at his computer terminal. Getting out of bed, he walks over to his computer to answer the message. On the screen the face of General Stan Mitchel appears.

"Goddamn! You look like hell Goldstandard!"

"Mobile Suit training." explained PGS.

"I see. I am really sorry to call you at this hour, after one hell of a hard day, but we have a big problem on our hands. Meet me in my office ASAP, I can't tell you this over an open channel."

"Alright. I'll be there in 30 minutes. See you later."

PGS turns off his computer, gets dressed, and walks out of his room to the shuttle bay to catch a ride.

"What is your destination?" inquired the shuttle's computer.

"To USSF Headquarters."

"Affirmative, estimated time of arrival at USSF Headquarters is 16 minutes, 34 seconds."

A few moments later, the bay doors open and the shuttle is on its way.

OOC I decided to try a different format, sort of like what you read in story books. Like it? OOC

OOC: Checked out the VF-X-7 Ghost and that would be a great look for the squadron...especially with the Zeon Symbol exblazoned on the rudders. Just wished you had said to go into the Advanced Valkyrie submenu so I didn't have to search through all the series first before checking out the other variations.

IC: I had left the hanger deck for a half-hour before being too bored in my room and needing to work on my suit for a bit. I go back in and with a cigar puffing between my teeth I get inside the Virsyon. I pull down the right access hatch (Where the right monitor would be) and start up the computer terminal. I rotate the recessed monitor to face me and pull the movable keyboard to fit in front of me in my chair as I start working on the keys to do diagnostic checks on the systems while benchmark testing on the joints as well as the response time of the suit to spin up the Mega-Particles for my Claw Cannons and my Beam Sword.

Vandal just looks at me as I work on my suit. Maybe he's a little happy to be having someone in command of him like me, but then again it could just be that ham sandwich he had for lunch coming back to bite him in the ass.

Finally the time has come to do some practicing. I turn off and put away the terminal then put the suit on stand-by as I head off towards Riuku.

"How confident are you of your suit?"

R: Confident enough.

"Then suit up."

R: *after a pause* Aye, sir.

I turn and head back to my suit and then give a thumbs up to Vandal.

"You better try to keep me on my toes."

VH: You wouldn't accept anything less.

I get back in and with a connection of my helmet, I radio to the Bridge.

"Fortuna Control, this is Virsyon with Valkyrie Squad and Melfina; ready to disembark for drone practice."

SA: This is Fortuna Control; proceed. 15 seconds to depressurization and opening of door. Good hunting everyone.

I move my suit to the left catapult. I then open a channel.

"Riuku, link up with the other catapult."

R: Roger that, sir.

We both lock up and then get launched into space. We then move to the side so that the Valkyrie squadron can have clear launching and no risk of collision. The drones are launched from their spaces within the ship and start linking up. I then open a channel again.

"Valkyrie Lead, take your squadron and put them through the paces..for mine and Riuku's benefit."

"Roger Captain, Valkyrie Lead, all systems go. Fortuna control, this is Valkyrie Lead. Set the drones to level 10 practice scenario. On my mark. Go."

SA: "Roger Valkyrie Lead, drones set, launched, active, begin scenario."

"Valkyrie Squad, you know the drill, take it to 'em."

The suits began fanning out, setting up a double triangle formation left and right. The drones shot forward firing their weapons, dodging better than any ship or suit could. The suits began moving into pairs as they entered combat sequence, returning fire in a barrage of attacks. The ships moved behind and around each other in instinctive tactical maneuvers designed to confuse and disorient enemy targeting computers and human eyes. Each suit was boosting back and forth at near maximum velocity, the only lag being caused by simple human limits.

Vandal moved the Angel at the same rate as his partner, keeping his speed down so as not to overfly the other. He grinned as he began to feel the familiar rush over sweep him. soon, the drones fell, one by one, diabled by the suits and pilots.

"Alright, good job for a warmup folks. Captain, you foils wanna join us now? I want to run a cruiser assault scenrarion followed up by individual practice against at least three drones apiece. Sound good?"

[ooc] sorry about that band, I pulled thel ink from the page with the picture itself, guess it just linked to the index page instead. wanted to make this post longer but gotta run, will post more later.[/ooc]

Goldstandard walked quickly to General Mitchel's office after arriving at USSF Headquarters. His office was packed with high ranking officers and prominent privateers when he arrived. The General rose to greet him.

"Good evening Gold. Sorry that I had to call you on such short notice but you will understand why I had to after the briefing."

"Forget it." said Goldstandard. "The pirates are up to something aren't they?"

"Exactly. One of our spies discovered that the pirates plan to launch an all out attack on USSF Headquarters and wipe out the USSF for good. If they succeed, the lanes will be open season for the pirates and all trade will become too dangerous an endeavor. The massive economic collapse could usher in a new Dark Age!"

"So, when do they attack General?"

"We estimate that they will be moving out in the next 14 to 16 hours, and start gathering their forces. Depending on how spread out they are, it could be anywhere between an additional 15 to 30 hours until their forces converge and can coordinate an attack on us. That gives us a window of about 29 to 46 hours to prepare. I am calling all our remaining ships over here, and they should all arrive in time. I have also been calling all the privateers I can get a hold of, and most of them should be able to get here in time. We have a chance to stop them, but our fleet is in very poor condition."

"Who is leading the pirate fleet?" Asked one of the other privateers.

"None other than Bandman, captain of the Fortuna."

"Howard Crassus." said Gold, quietly introspecting. "Does he know how bad off the USSF is?"

"According to the spy, yes. In fact, he even knows that our fleet is now mostly composed of missile cruisers and anti MS destroyers. We have a few big ships left but we only have one carrier, five battlecruisers and two dreadnaughts, one of which is still heavily damaged. They are powerful, but the pirates have superior numbers against us. That is why it is crucial that we get the privateers over here soon, to help even the odds."

"So, who is leading the privateer forces?" asked Gold.

"You are."

"Me?!"

OOC It's late, and I am tired, so I will stop at that and go to bed. I will finish it off later. OOC

"I've got no problems with a cruiser scenario and individual practice, Vandal. However I'd like to increase it to 3 battlecruisers. Did you read that Fortuna Control?"

SA: Roger, rigging dummies and program now.

Part of the great technology we got from the hands of Silver was a simulation experience that also had physical dummies for us to attack. They were controlled by the Bridge and were able to fight back...albeit with low power lasers that only register as probable damage on the computers. The Fortuna would be able to read all these inputs and decide on how good or not so good someone was plus how good they were in attacking the dummies. The projectiles were blanks of course and my beam weapons were diminished to 1/100 potential.

The next thing we know, there are three USSF battlecruisers at full alert and firing at us. We were dodging the blasts plus trying to get into some formation.

"Valkyrie Lead, take Valkyrie 3 and attack the Port cruiser. Valkyrie 2, take Valkyrie 4 and attack the Starboard cruiser. Melfina, you're with me on the center cruiser. On my mark...MARK!"

The suits take off like bats splitting off and forming into their pairs. I took the lead as a shot came at me. I gave power to my Left beam shield and had it deflect the shot. Rotating my Right Claw forward over my hand, I put the power through it and then call to Riuku.

"Alright kid, take lead."

I pull back on my control sticks and pull up as I slow down to come up behind the Space Dom suit...leaving Riuku up front and in place to attack the "battlecruiser."

Got it! *riuku threw the throttle to full causeing him to be pulled back into his chair. he raised his shields dodging the blasts heading right for the simulation at the last second he cut the boosters and deverted all power to the beam saber in the right arm. he flew by the ship cutting a huge gash into it. the beam saber went away and riuku righted his ship.*

Hows that?

"Roger Captain. Valkyrie 3 we're hot and running, let's go."

The two suits burst forward, both in full fighter mode. The twin laser cannons mounted on each vehicle ignite, beams sweeping into the enemy drones. Using their superior mobility, the two attack in a twin formation, moving side by side sweeping right and left to avoid enemy fire, while strafing the drones with their own weapons at the same time.

"Valkyrie 3, you've got attack point, I'm running fighter cover this time. On my mark."

Seconds pass as the two grow closer, the drone fighters becoming thicker and more insistent.

"NOW!"

The Quicksilver angel stalled and shifted, the link up eneabling a much quicker mode change, until a second later, full mech mode was enabled.

Drones began falling in groups as the suit mode gave the Angel a wider fire arc and more maneuverability. Valkyrie 3 shot forward at full velocity, dead on at the cruiser, prepping it's larger ammo. Nothing touched it. The angel was right behind it, taking out the fighter drones one after another. It's twin laser cannons rotated and fired near continuously.

Valkyrie 3 moved closer and closer to the Cruiser.

Everyone in the room turns their eyes to Gold, wondering if he would accept command of the privateers. The General began to speak.

"Your ship is the most powerful of all the privateer ships, so naturally it would be the privateer fleets flagship. You are our best privateer, so it is only natural that you should lead."

"Alright, I'll do it." said Gold. "What are you planning to do?"

"We have a good idea of where the pirates will attack from, so we know where to position our fleet. We plan on having the privateer fleet and USSF fleet put together into the same formation, to maximize each ships effectiveness."

"Wait a minute." said Gold. "Some of the USSF ships and many privateer ships have a cloaking ability. Why not divide the fleet into non-stealth and stealth fleets. The regular ships, both privateer and USSF, would be one of the fleets, led by you, and the stealth fleet, led by me, would be positioned to the side of the pirates approach path and strike the most powerful pirate ships from the side, where they least expect it."

"Good idea Gold." said the General. "But what about the pirate ships that can cloak?"

"When we attack, we will keep ships in reserve, that remain cloaked, to wait for the pirate ships to decloak. Then we will get the drop on them and blow them all to hell."

"Ok, it is settled then. The main fleet will be composed of all non cloak ships, and be led by me. Gold will lead the cloakable ships as the raiding fleet and attack the pirates from the side. Gold, I want you to stay here with me and we will work out the exact plans, all the rest of you, go and get your crews ready. I'll have a briefing sent out to those who weren't able to come in the morning, and the exact plans will be ready then too. Make sure you get some rest, you'll need it."

Soon, everyone except the General and Gold had left the room. Pretty soon they were hard at work preparing a battle plan.

As the simulation continued on, I could see that the battlecruisers we were attacking were falling. Valkyries 2 and 4 made quick work of their victim. I had seen the result of Riuku's attack and chuckled a bit.

"It's good for slowing them down, but they can still attack the Fortuna and the other ships."

I charge up my Beam Sword then after speeding up the particles and expanding the blade to 150' in length, I bring it over my head and cleave the ship in two over the Bridge...completely destroying it's ability to fight back and attack us again.

The next thing I see is Vandal and Valkyrie 3 take out the last Battlecruiser as I power down the blade and the simulation ends.

"Fortuna Control, this is Virsyon: Requesting end to Simulation A"

SA: Virsyon, Fortuna Control: Request Granted. Commence MS Combat practice.

"Roger that...Ok Vandal, come at me and let's dance."

I swing both my claws over my hands and power up the cannons to 1/100 power...anticipating a charge from Vandal and his Quicksilver Angel.

*a Valkyrie comes into his sight*
comm link: common lets go.
Riuku>fine lets go>
* the Valkyrie lifted it's gun. before it could shoot riuku pushed the throttle foward jetting right past the Valkyrie giveing it a kick as he passed. the other mobile suite righted itself and began fireing non leatheal rounds*
riuku> hah you'll have to do better than that *as riuku zipped and dove away frome the beams.*

"Roger Captain, let's go."

Vandal punched the throttle on the Angel, rocketing the suit forward. As he shot forward, the laser cannons began firing, a tactic meant to keep the opponent on guard and busy while he closed the distance. For all intents and purposes, he seemed to be charging headlong. At the last moment, just out of range of the Virsyon's melee attacks, the Angel suddenly dropped down, it's boosters shoving it downward at unheard of speeds. At the same time, Vandal rolled her, so that she came face up under the Virsyon as it shot past. Both hands clamped onto the Virsyon's legs, shoving it into a spin. A second later, the Angel righted itself a short distance away, leveling it's laser cannons at the spinning Virsyon, scoring a few hits before Band stabilised his ship to face the Angel.

"Come on Captain, gotta get your reflexes up. If Madadric is flying with the enemy, we're gonna bei n for a bitch of a fight if it comes to total MS combat."