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The commander was starting to get scared. "Woah...come on lets talk this over." "Youve talked enough....your barked your orders, you choose your weapon, you alone made this your grave...." Giglamesh would hold turn his body and hold his left palm facing the machine, and he would draw the blade out and hold it far out to his right side. A eerie wind would begin to form causing giglamesh hair and caot to flap violently, the wind was giglamesh's aura. He had incredible pressure to it, blowing some smaller debris and dust away with ease. At his left palm a green ball which was literally the pure form of a aerora spell floated a few inches from his left palm. then centered on the Hissatsu Ichigeki was a orb of pure red light, it was the pure form of Fira spell. The aura each spell created clashed with the other, creating warm winds, and embers whirling about like a twister with giglamesh the center. Then as if chanting giglamesh would speak lowly, hardly edible in the slightest with the sound of the raging winds. "Ryuujin ......Tsume ......" Giglamesh would slightly push his left hand out causing the pure from of the aerora spell to slowly float towards the machine, agin he would speak this time yelling the chant like name for the technique he created and he would take his great sword with both hands. "Kirichirasu ......HOU!!!" As he yelled the final word he slashed extremely violently full force as if playing baseball swinging the bat turning his body and swinging full force. The timing was perfect as the wind spell had just enough distance to perfectly match the distance of the swinging fire spell. As they collided it was like a outwards explosive creating a massive blade like blast of super oxygenated fire, thus making it extremely hot. This massive incredible wall of pressurized fire seemed to continue on for miles, literally cutting threw anything it touched as if it were pure energy, as for the most part it was. From the central point where giglamesh stood there was a violent wind for several second till the pressure died down, as did the fire. Eventually what was left was a large trench like cut in the ground in front of giglamesh that continued for a long distance. A few flames burned in this newly created trench, and at the front of it, the glowing red hot remains of a machine, withered over the metal curved in drooping as the metal armor had nearly became liquid, the armor plates were all that remained of the machine.

The chain saw great sword teeth slowed and eventually stopped steam would come off them from the great heat, and giglamesh would rest the hilt of the sword on his shoulder back turned to river. "Im hungry."...thats was it...that was all he said after that, was proclaiming that he was hungry.

[Combat log
Magic (dont need to roll)
Pa (again dont need to roll)

Ryuujin Hou (Dragon King's Cannon)
Description: Giglamesh literally casts two matching ranks of wind and fire from each of his blade to the other blade, and slashes both creating a massive pressurize super heated fire blast outwards from his slash.
Cost: MP =10+cost of matching rank Fire and Wind magic used Mp used /2= AP cost
Damage: damage of Fire and Wind combined + 35 damage (+2 to max per 10 weapon)
Requirements: matching Fire, and Wind magic used, Str 50+, Int 50+, Weapon 200+
KP to Master: 150 *MASTER*
Special: AoE ability
if Magic hits roll 2d10's, if first roll outcome is 1 or 10 target also receives "Burn" status, if second roll outcome is even target also receives "Knock-down" status ]

((No damage roll because...dont need to min was like x3 current hp damage with his oil status, and x2 damage status was 920-1676))

Giglamesh would walk back to his casket, the distant put between it and him since the fighting started gave the chain saw teeth enough time to cool. He would open the double swinging doors on the casket place it in and unlock the handle so it would bend down ready for the spring to launch it out again, if he needed it to. Yes he was completely ignoring her. "We need to get out of here before the send in some turks, and the clean up team....lets go." Giglamesh would begin to walk his typical heavy fast stride because of his long legs.

[Exit to midgar slums.]

River walked cautiously over to where they had left the shell of the machine. There was a chain fence around it, but nothing, and no one else was nearby. Her stomach churned but she was literally itching to get a hold of that material. Biting her bottom lip she snuck over to the fence and quietly scaled the chain links.

She landed and nearly lost her balance with the tank strapped to her back, but she steadied herself and sighed. "Way to go Riv..." She muttered under her breath and she slowly went over to the shell. Melted metal from the insides were not either cooled, or were nearly so, leaving the armor intact. "Wonderful!" She whispered and she slipped the tank off her back. She made one more glance around her and heard nothing. Grinning she lowered her goggles and set up the water jet. Pausing she started to feel around on the armor to look for the joints already weak so it would make her job easier.

She scowled at how long this was taking. The water was not strong enough, and the cut was moving so slow. "Where's a vial of acid when you need one?" She muttered blowing away small slivers of metal that had flaked away. A half hour had passed before she heard a noise. She lowered the tool slowly and grabbed her gunblades using her arm to shove up her goggles, taking a look around her. Okkkkk... so... creepy abandoned place in the middle of the night with shinra lurking somewhere. Fun. She thought as she took a small step back. She heard heavy footsteps and spotted a shadow heading towards her. She raised her arms ready for an attack then the moon peeked out from behind some clouds. She relaxed visibly. "Dude... don't scare me like that..." She said sighing. Dude chuckled and glanced at the armor. He whistled and nodded saying, "That's a whole lotta Adamantoise shell." River cocked her head and said, "What?" Dude chuckled and nodded. "Figured you wouldn't recognized it. It's really rare. It's from the shell of a creature." He frowned slightly walking closer. It was not fully formed.... Such a magnificent creature, killed just for it's shell... He hid the frown and sigh as his heavy heart weeped for the creature. "So what, they just shed this stuff? Why is it not used more?" River asked glancing over to Dude. He shook his head slowly and replied, "The material is hard to come by..." River paused then looked back at the armor. "Oh..." She said, not sure what else to say. Dude placed a hand on River's head and smiled softly. "So how far have you gotten with the cutting?" He asked. River scowled and shook her head. "Barely anywhere. Needs more power I think." She said glaring at the water tank. Glancing at the armor, Dude paused then nodded understanding the problem. "I think I have a good solution." He said and took out the modified plasma cutter. River clasped her gloved hands together excited, "That just may work! Genius!" she said. Dude shrugged, "True, but that's a well known fact." he said grinning. They went to work using the cutter to add more power to the already powerful pressurized jet cutter.

Hours went by, they worked in semi silence just hearing the steady hiss and hum of the water. By the time they ran out of water, they had cut 11 large disks, about the size of a trashcan lid, for each of them. River was thinking in the back of her head exactly how she would use every last scrap of this metal. It was now well into the early hours and the closer to daylight the more they worried about Shinra sending someone. With the water being gone Dude used this as an excuse to try and convince River to leave. She now stood on top of the armor and raised her goggles with her forearm bunching her bangs. Wiping sweat from her forehead she sighed and stretched. There has to be more water nearby... She thought and looked, which is when she spotted something shiny in the building that lay behind the armor pile. "Hey I think I see something..." She said and slid down heading to the building. "River... we are already pushing our luck being here this long..." Dude said with a frown. River scoffed and took a peek in the broken window of the place. Holy... She thought eyes wide straightening her gloves before she hefted herself through the window, being careful of any broken glass. "You should see this Dude! It's teck heaven!" She shouted forgetting for a moment the need to be stealth. "River, come on let's head home..." Dude said. This won't be here if we come back. It has to be now. Her inner voice told her. "Fine, head on off. I'll catch up in just a bit ok? Don't worry it won't take long." She said wanting him out of there so he would stop nagging. Dude hesitated, but he picked up the heavy bag. "You'll catch right up... or else." He warned. River ignored the comment as she started digging through the scrap pile. In her back pocket was a bag, almost the same as what Dude was carrying. Dude headed to the cut he had made in the fence and glanced back at the building. He was dead on his feet... Ah to be young and have boundless energy again. He thought with a sigh. He knew she could take care of herself, he just didn't like how quiet this place was. It stank of Shinra. But no one was here. Sighing he left through the broken fence and sent a silent prayer for River to watch herself.

River was standing on an unstable pile of stuff browsing. It was dark, but her eyes had adjusted enough to use the moon. She saw something bright green and glowing behind a broken motorcycle. Curious she carefully tried to get to it. It was a fat cylinder wrapped with metal from the looks of it. She managed to get her hands wrapped around it and the motorcycle shifted. She felt the entire pile shift now. Eyes wide she yanked the strange item free as she tried to stumble back avoiding the junkslide. She slipped and took three steps back before landing hard on her rear. Wincing she opened her eyes and scowled seeing the pile was blocking the window. Great... She thought and glanced at the item she had thought was worth the risk. It looked like it was a weapon of some kind. Very cool. She thought and raised it higher trying to get more moonlight. That's when she noticed the walls were covered with burns, and bullet holes. The moon now left the patch of clouds and exposed three corpses, all Shinra soldiers. And that's my cue... She thought feeling her heart start to pound. She slipped the bag out of her pocket and wrapped the strange weapon in it. She eyed her surroundings and saw a back door, blocked, but not as bad as the window. She took her thin leather necklace and tied the bag shut then tied it to a loop on her pants, to free her hands. She climbed the pile, this time more gingerly, and slowly. She made it to the back door, and examined the gap. Awesome! She thought and slid down the pile. It only looked blocked, the door was completely free of clutter. She opened the door and stepped out smiling as she breathed in some fresh air.

{obrained smithing materials}

The second she heard the guns cocking River briefly glanced at the sky asking, Really? She scowled and glared at the second soldier. Ya try something and you're dead. She thought slowly inching her arm back to reach one of her gunblades. The first soldier was a bit more sharp, catching her movement. She scoffed and yanked the gunblade along her back out ready to fight.

River froze as the bullet breezed past. She tensed ready to fight to the death if need be. No way in hell... She started to think when warm blood sprayed her face. Blinking River nearly dropping her gunblade in surprise. Gunfire burst causing her ears to ring. It barely registered that the other soldier was killed in just as quick a time. Seeing the silhouette shrink, logic finally came back jolting her with a thought as the being walk over. River hesitantly took a step forward. "Fluffy? She asked quietly.

River bowed and said, "I will try to remember that. And thank you for saving me.?" She glanced up and sheathed her gunblade then cocked her head. "How did you even find me?" She asked confused. They were quite far from home.

Worried? River thought raising an eyebrow. He was mad at me, figured he would be glad to have me out of his hair... She thought, but before she could say anything Fuzzy was gone. She checked her belt and was relieved to see the bag was still there. She headed back to the armor to check if anything was left for her to carry and saw the tank was left. She hefted it over her shoulder, again twisting it over her shoulder and neck. Forgetting there was blood on her face she started heading home. This time she will listen to her body, and get some rest. There was a got at Dude's place. She could crash there a few hours before she went home to pick up some of her finer tools. She was excited to get to work building the idea swimming in her brain. She headed to the fence and climbed it, not seeing the cut segment a few feet away. Home, sleep, work. Perfect plan. She thought making her way down the fence.

[Exit to midgar slums.]