Post by BladeMasterEdgar on Nov 1, 2011 19:25:42 GMT -5
Seeing the unconscious pilot in the Fanton, Edgar sighed and concluded the moble suit was on auto pilot (DUR!). He opened up a transmission to Cypher and Brad. "Well guys, the pilot of the Fanton is unconscious, and it's moving on auto pilot... So I guess we take him back to base?" he said, rubbing the back of his head as he watched the two infront of him
"You think it's so easy. Just flip on a switch, everyone's either white or black, and we all play a little game of good guys and bad guys. But what makes you sure who's who? Who's a hero, who isn't? Who am I?" "...Let's find out."
As Brad looked at the incoming unknown suit he thought about what the Realod pilot had said. "I believe that would be an unwise decision. We have no clue who that pilot is. Are you familiar with the story of the Trojan horse? I say you have a med crew meet us outside the base and we treat this as a possible attempt at enemy infiltration. Of course I am merely a guest here I just find it odd a lone suit shows up so soon after an enemy ambush. So I will follow your example on this. " Brad says over the comm to Cypher. "I will take up a position behind the Suit make sure that if this is what it looks like and he was running from something his "friends" don't get a drop on us. You in the Realdo do you see anyone following behind him. I suggest you do another quick pass to make sure there isn't. Brad said as he took up position behind the auto piloted suit
The true worth of a warrior is not based on how many men you have killed but by how many flee from your presence.
"I have an idea." Cypher said as his GM knelt down once again and appeared to go off-line. After a moment, the strange Fanton stopped walking and Cypher's voice emitted from it.
"I've manged to hard merge my programs with this unit's systems. The pilot appears to be unconscious and it does not appear to be a trap. I have disabled the weapon systems and I will walk this unit to the nearest hangar for repairs." Cypher began to walk the unknown Fanton towards the repair hangar before stopping and turning to face Brad and his Leo.
"I'll need you to call back the Realdo pilot and I'm going to need someone to come pick up my unit while I take the pilot of this unit the the infirmary." He said before turning back to make his way to the repair hangar.
Some might say that's enough... Some might say I'm too hard to please... But some can shut their fucking mouths...
As soon as the Fanton reaches the hangar, medics were on hand. Quickly, they take Leon away for medical help, while mechanics get to work on his unit.
((To be continued. Thread over.))
Of every one-hundred men, Ten shouldn't even be there. Eighty are nothing but targets. Nine are real fighters.... We are lucky to have them, They make the battle. Ah, but one, One of them is a Warrior.... He will bring the others home. Hericletus 500BC