Carmen, in the Rex suit, takes a knee in honouring the dead. It felt right to her, even if she didn't tend to ever do it. May these spirits find peace wherever they go from here.sir_fire wrote: ↑Sun May 03, 2020 2:33 amGrunting thanks to Wodan after he was not so gently freed from his bonds, Sixshot rubs his wrists as he stands up and beholds the all-too-familiar devastation he and his allies had wrought in their encounter against the cultists. Burnt-out husks of trees, scorched, ruined earth where nothing might ever grow upon it again and the distinct howling silence of a place utterly scoured of all life...
"Another battle won."
Remarking with a distinctly bitter tone, perhaps out of wounded pride that he had not been the one to decisively end the fight and that he had demonstrated such ineffectiveness in the face of such a powerful and dangerous foe, the mercenary then makes his way towards Skyblaze and kneels right next to him, who at this point was still face-down on the dirt, unmoving and unresponsive.
"Hey, you did it. Of course you would, you're a hero of justice right? Couldn't let a villain like that live while you could do something about it."
The only response Sixshot received was silence. At this, he sighs softly and pinches the bridge of his nose as he switches from kneeling to sitting on the ground.
"That crazy really laid you out huh? Total stasis lock. But this much wouldn't snuff a spark like yours for sure... But... Doesn't mean I have to like it... you ending up like in this, with me unable to do a single thing about it... Scrap this is the most useless I've felt in the last 500 gigacycles, the prison escape included..."
As the last embers of battle died away, what little remained of the Leopard mastermind that wasn't already splattered all over the ruined cockpit of his mech laid broken and burnt. The air was thick with a burning, acrid stench, the smell of burning polymers, hydraulic fluids, reactor coolant and the carrion stench of the overcooked carcass of a rotund monstrosity who feasted upon the flesh of his fellow man, who violated children, who roasted infants upon spits to dispense their defiled flesh to his depraved men who so that they might pray to their dark star god, a leopard of celestial cruelty and in ritual supplication, twist their flesh to become more beast than man. The reek from this form, nearly inhuman in its girth, perverse in its odiousness and matched only by its pervasiveness choked the air, rising to mix with the other stenches to create an unholy miasma of decay, where the abstract and the literal meshed together to create the personification of filth. It hung in the air, wafting about the land threatening to asphyxiate all with the aura of malice and perversion the sky Leopard's servants left behind in their ruin.
But suddenly a roaring wind from the west broke through the cloud of death and with it a thunder rang across the sky. The thick, humid air held tight, seemingly clenching in horror for a moment before it convulsed and then disappeared, like a storm cloud scattered by the sun and blown to a million different directions.
Surprised by the sudden development Sixshot rises to his feet to get a better look at the situation, though oddly enough his instincts were telling him that there wasn't any danger afoot.
Amidst the smoldering battlefield, the silence was broken by slow, soft laughter and despite the intensity of the sun above, several flickering lights could be seen, then several more and as it happened, the cursed ruins of the mastermind's machine began to rapidly rust and decay before the very eyes of the fugitives and their allies, as if it were experiencing the ravages of the eons in the span of seconds... As the cool air and light conjured force the soft lights which began to dance one with another bouncing from the now-oxidized and permanently ruined Gundam to the other mobile suits strewn about the scorched earth. Laughter was soon joined by voices and songs, calls of: "There you are brother!" "We're free!" and "Daddy?" "Sister?!" the voices echoed about the smoldering jungle as the spots of light began to rise, at first two, then three, then a dozen, then hundreds. On the following night, across the stars, mothers and fathers, grandparents and siblings left grieving and Deprived the ones they loved by the malice of the leopard acolytes and the depraved hunger of their misbegotten god.
As the motes of light continued to ascend into the great blue horizon above, the Robot Warriors would then be met with the projection of a rather severe-looking youth whose face seemed to be set in a permanent frown. Looking down on the collection of misfits and fugitives below, the ghost then gave them a curt nod; in stark contrast to his fierce appearance, his expression was the very picture of calm solemnity and his gaze held such gentleness and gratitude before he too followed the rest of the stars, towards the afterlife that they had been denied of for so long.
Mikazuki... Looks like we're going on ahead...
As the last of the stars faded away against the backdrop of the blue sky, they would hear one last call; the collective whisper of hundreds of souls snuffed out before their time
Faced with all of this, even Sixshot couldn't help but bow his head in silent tribute and mourning to those the cult had slain after being shown the true nature of the abomination he had faced. It wasn't just about clearing his and his friends' names or revenge anymore... It was about rectifying a sin that had gone unpunished for too long. He didn't really believe in things like righteousness, justice, or any of the things an Autobot and even Skyblaze would blabber on about to justify their hypocrisy... But now he understands a little bit of what those lofty ideals of theirs truly meant.
...Only for the solemn scene to be interrupted by rather desperate banging coming from the T-Doll storage capsule that AEK had entrusted Gabe and the Gunleon to keep away from Sideways...
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Okay good, glad we're all good, but...
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...but can we save celebrations until after we find and recover the Griffon com- *bang bang* ...Wait one.