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DAI spoke to Vexis, "So you wish to guard me, false guard? I appreciate anything you will do to protect me. Though I am surprised that a being of your variety would be this far in secure Imperial space... I know of your species..."

(You should take a TUMS...

And no... I'm currently doing AutoCad on a computer at the college for WRI 227... I'm taking advantage of the bus scheduale... I'll be gone in 15 min...)

Aerclayr had remained in the ship, obviously. Whatever it was about the piece of flying metal, it hadn't spooked him. At least not yet, anyway.

Then the Dark Eagle landed. Aerclayr grinned, still hunkered down, ready for his adversary to show himself.

Blake twisted in his seat, seemingly controlling three different turrets at once. "Byaaaa-!" Blake shouted, laughing like a maniac as he sent bullets of energy and other varied things flying out into all directions in the air. "Take this, tin cans! HA!!!"

Still deep in a meditative stance, the curled up Marth extended all his limbs, stretching, as his muscular tail pushed him four feet off of the floor. After a moment of this, all hands and feet in the air, extended, Marth let himself down, landing with a thud and rocking the ship slightly. He shouldered the customized sniper rifle, and made sure his gauntlet was on properly.

"Robots," he muttered. "They will be quick work."

Blake continued blasting into the air, laughing maniacally all the while. He wasn't concerned about Marth - being enemies to the Empire, his race's warriors were all trained specifically for combat against robotic foes or those with more advanced weaponry. Though it would be a hard-pressed task to find a gauntlet with as much power as the green alien's.

Aerclayr grinned as he saw his quarry - Marth - exit the Dark Eagle after another man - Jad, even if the mercenary did not know this.

"Crap."

This simple utterance had come from Aerclayr. Now it appeared that Marth had a robotic ally - and Aerclayr was NOT proficient at dismantling or otherwise destroying said robots.

With a groan, Aerclayr sighed. "This will NOT be easy...."

Then the mercenary had an idea. He entered a few commands - posing as Layla with the hacked I.D - into the ship he currently occupied, giving it a short timer and automatic instructions to execute momentarily.

Then Aerclayr left the ship at a run. At least all the Myna units, though he didn't know their names, would treat him as one of their creators, and thus defend him and follow his orders completely. Since the real Layla was dead, this was an effective strategy, impeccably perceptive and insightful.

The first blast came from a one-handed pistol shot, burrowing into Marth's chest and knocking him back a foot. The second shot came from the ship Aerclayr was no longer in - a huge cannon blast aimed straight at Rosa.

[I think it'll make it to 200 pages. Yup... no doubt.

I'm surprised too... I made another one like this and it died (cause the guild I posted it in had 2 active members... until 1 got his internet taken away then it was just me)... And I never actually thought of a decent plot to go with this.
It was supposed to be silly space adventures but thanks to SPI and Hiddochi, it actually has a story XD

I'm trying to think of a plot to jam Nina into, but since it's mostly SPI, Hiddochi, zfatal (aside from myself)... I'm afraid my attempt would be lost behind their's.]

Nina sighed at Damien's request. "Fine, whatever. Get used to the back of my head because that's all you'll see if you get hurt down there." She walked over to Shina. "I guess there is not as many willing fighters as I had assumed. Sorry. I can't force the crew to give their lives away." She just shrugged.