Psiram Malicia ('s Death on the Wind, boys.)

[Thermonuclear Jesus]

<center>Seito nodded and began the short trek to Arlia King's office, whistling along the way.

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Commander Homura, now infront of the door leading to King's office, knocked on the door.

[Sol Katti]

((Eek, doublepost.))

"Come in..."

A secretary opened the door for Seito, sliding a small wink to him as she slid off to do paperwork.

Arlia was inside, surrounding by pieces of seperate fire-arms, she turned to him and smiled.

"Welcome Commander Homura, although you might not know, we've been conducting research on new fire-arms for our troops, as a firsthand commander, I want to ask you what our troops need.

As far as power comes, we're fine, but performance."

[Thermonuclear Jesus]

<center>"Something that can be reloaded quick, has a fast refire rate, quite a bit of punching power, but accurate. It also should jam very seldom."

Seito thought that all guns should be like that, actually. Makes a good soldier a nigh perfect killing machine.

[Sol Katti]

"I see, however, some of those traits might have to be formed into the soldiers too, their lax in battle is quite noticeable, Mirov won't do anything about it, he's to proud to think of his troops as poorly maintained. Please efficiently train them, I'd like to see better on the performance checks. Dismissed, Commander."

As simple as that, she began conspiring more ideas.

[Thermonuclear Jesus]

<center>"Yes, ma'am!"

Seito saluted Arlia, then turned around and walked out.

[Gelmax]

Flying in a simple triangle formation, the ships halt in front of Psiram and lower toward the ground. The one in front descends to about ten feet above ground level, and a platform slowly lowers from the bottom. The platform, which has maybe a dozen pepole on it, stops a couple of feet above the ground, and the people jump off - however, these are not real people, but robots. o_O The platform retracts into the ship, which ascends a bit to return to the altitude of the other two, which are remaining stationary in midair.

[Sol Katti]

A scout team meets up with the robotic forces, he nods and smiles.

"This the special ops team?"

[Gelmax]

A tall, broad-shouldered one nods and says "Yep, these're the ones. Got some techs 'n' soldiers in the other ships, too. Where should we drop 'em?"

He doesn't notice the group, most of whom's standing behind him, are all snickering at him...or the fact that one of them's pointing at him, and he's slowly levitating into the air.

[Sol Katti]

((*cough*))

"Just head 'em to one of the bunkers and drop em off there, some other guy can get em situated, I'm on friggin' break."

[Gelmax]

The huge one (maybe eight feet tall, not as human-looking as the rest, one fist is big enough to crush a baby, relatively tiny head) sighs.

"Greeeeeeeeeeat."

The unquestionably ninja-looking robot, with the little shuriken on his forehead and an overall black body, says, "Yeah, I know how you feel", and speaks into the radio.

"Hey, Flashy, can I trust you to land that without a mess? Take 'em down by the bunkers!"

The ships then move toward the bunkers and, slowly descending, land outside them. With a bit of a bang, one part of the center ship sets down, then the thrusters turn off (the pilot thinking he'd landed), for the front end of the ship to fall two feet to the ground.

"s**t!"

One solid-built robot with a lot of red armor and a thick protective visor laughs over the radio.

"That one's coming outta your paycheck!"

[Pirette]

*Pirette pouts as she looks at the secretary. She crosses her arms over her chest. She ruffles her kimono between her arms and strap as she begins, irritatidly, tapping at her shoulder. Pirette's expirement had failed...she hate failed expirements.*

You're cute, doll, just not too bright.

*The fact that Pirette called a female secretary "cute" and "doll" really shouldn't go unnoticed. She smirks as she returns to a more "proper" stance in her kimono. She smiles, cutely, as she pulls her cell phone up. A *blip* can be heard as light flashes on Pirette's face.*

^_^ Leblazer will be here soon! Oh! Cutie Pie! If you find yourself in danger, just tap on the glass three times.

*Pirette winks at the secretary before turning, apruptly, and walking towards the elevator. She steps in, thinking of the reason why she mentioned *tapping* the glass while ignoring anything the secretary might say. The glass would become a titamium pane of equal density and weight (quite strong though thin). Pirette turns, with quickness of motion causing her kimono to "swing" close to her body before falling back to normal. The *ting* of her wooden sandals against the floor becomes extentuated by the metal of the elevator floor. Pirette cutely smiles and blows another kiss towards the secretary before the door closes.*

Leblazer! Leblazer!

((Rhap. I'll need that IM I gave you on Lablazer... I'll RP out making it ^_^ I will so very enjoy that!))

<center>~~Several Hours Later~~</center>

*A moving truck comes close to Psiram. It says "Philosopher's Movers" on the sides and top of the massive trailer. The driver whisltes as he drives closer, and he nearly misses his turn off...despite being led by GPS to Pirette's exact location. The thirty-two wheeler bottoms out across larger bumps as it turns towards the main building. The driver prepares papers showing that he was called by one Pirette Nym Straystar. There are obvously some very...heavy items in the trailer.*

((Rhap. If you would give him permission and move the stuff to the lab, it would be much appreciated. There are three massive crates (20'x20'x20' each weighing over 500' pounds). The "subject" isn't there, yet. You'll know why Pirette needs them, soon enough sweatdrop ))

[Sol Katti]

((Ahem, just RP your own business, as scientists, you're obligated to most anything irregular, outside of killing guards. *But using them as experiments is perfectly fine.*))

[Pirette]

((I'm taking that as permission to use your NPCs, then.))

*Pirette's been setting up traps and transmutation circles in her room for the past several hours, now. She wipes sweat from her brow as she hears a beeping, finally, coming from her cell phone. She looks at the timer and realizes its been going off for quite a while, now. Pirette looks absolutely giddy, and her ^_^ face certainly shows that. She jumps up and down, her kimono coming up just enough to reveal a ring on her left ring-finger. It looks like a plantinum band with a golden jewel. Her legs, half-way up her calfs- are also revealed...not that anybody would see...even if cameras are in her room. One would have noticed, if there were cameras in the room, that the signals suddenly just...went out.*

Leblazer! Leblazer!

*Pirette continues to chant the name of her pet project as she takes note that the blip on her GPS enhanced cell phone is moving into the building. She looks absolutely radiant as she begins bounding around her room. She's...gone completely insane... Pirette Nym Straystar, obviously, cares a great deal for her expiriment, Leblazer.*



<center>~~~~~</center>

*In the meantime, the driver is helping various Psiram personnel in moving the massive crates, all three of them, to Pirette's lab. They are all labeled DO NOT OPEN UNDER PAIN OF DEATH!!. There is a reason. Pirette won't allow anybody to see her creation before it's ready. It takes a while, but everything is prepared for her.*

[Sol Katti]

In the meanwhile, the new fire-arm was developed. It turned out that the Ihre's energy source was not suitable, and was reverted into a sort've "impact flechette" bullet for special uses.

Instead, Arlia went with the design on one of Psiram's earlier prototype weapons, that of the MagZa-1. The rifle issued to the super-human project, the Myrmidon. Coincidental enough, the metal used was "myr" metal. Arlia loaded a fresh clip within the weapon and set it to shell, leaning on the firing range counter, she aimed the weapon into what seemed like a direct target, well, just the torso.

Holding the butt of the rifle firmly, she let in a deep breath, the whole MagZa was nearly as big as an elephant gun, it was a wonder the Myrmidon could even use it.

She squeezed the trigger. Shattering the target into fragments of splinters and pieces of metal.

Yes, metal. The MagZa was able to penetrate the toughest metal, yet the lacking power of it was its horrible recoil, without proper training, it could tear your arm off.

[Pirette]

*Pirette has made her way from her room to the elevator and, finally, to "her" lab. At least...that's the way it will seem when she's done setting it up. With a smile, she orders everybody out of "her" lab. Pirette takes ownership, and she won't let anybody enter that doesn't deserve it or isn't a test. With a mischevious smile, she makes her way along each crate, draging her hand, delicately, over each and every single one.*

Finally! Leblazer will be realized!

*With that, Pirette takes the next few moments to draw a transmutation circle upon each crate. With a deep sigh, she walks to the first box. She places her hand dead center the transmutation circle. She sends waves of alchemic energy into it, and, with her will, the crate "melts" into sand, flowing under the equipment, and turning into a strong, metal foundation. Pirette repeats this process on each crate. What is revealed...is disturbing.*

*The first crate contained a massive computed. There's nothing really disturbing about this crate. It's just a huge computer dedicated to Pirette's pupsoses. The fact that what seems to be an exact clone of her is sitting in a chair...would be quite strange. The seeming clone is nearly naked, only wearing a strange, metal one-piece. Pirette smiles as she looks at the one labeled "0001" and points her in a direction. The "clone" gathers the other four that appear from the crate -- each labeld in a sucessive number -- and they "disappear" into a closet.*

*The second crate, which also contained 0002 and 0003, holds the closet all five went into. It, however, also holds a massive number of test tubes and lab suplies that seem...preassembled for whatever Leblazer is. Pirette smiles as she looks to her third crate.*

*The final crate held 0004 and 0005...as well as something that looks like a laser cannon. Looks can be decieving, however. It is, actually, a plasma-laser designed for medical and nano-technology purposes. It is labled "Big Fun" as to support Pirette's outward appearance of a bubbly, giddy girl. Pirette loves that manipulative demeanor. She smirks as she wonders what to experiment on, first. She begins twirling around, in place, awaiting some kind of answer...wether from herself or another.*

Oh? What do do?