Full nameMairéad Grace Sandilands
Mai stayed in the corner of the building as the sounds of weapon fire and explosions were heard outside. Looking as a glass of water was gave to her, she nodded her thanks and drank it as she looked at people here. Besides the soldiers and herself, there were both civilians and other non-combatants here. She listened to the talk of the soldiers and stood as she approached Sergeant Gibbs, "Excuse me," she said to him. "I have a plane in the hangar," she stated as she looks and the ground shakes from a nearby explosion.
Sergeant Gibbs looked and nodded, "Sir," he said to the soldier who turns. "Mai here says she has a plane in the hangar we can use to get people out of here," and the soldier looks. "What kind of plane? A transport?" he asked her. "Yes sir, I call her Flerken Heavy," she responded back to him. "It is a modified transport that I use for heavy lifting with the Junk Guild, she said. "No weapons on her," Mai added as she looked at them. The soldier looked at her and the other non-combatants and thought for a moment. "Sergeant, take Mai here and a few men and get the civilians to her plane," he orders. "Radio command and advise of transport leaving with civilians, call sign Flerken Heavy. Advise the Archangel of the transport location and cargo," and he looked back at Mai as he walked over to a map, "Which hangar ma'am?"
Mai informed him of the hangar and the word went out. "Find me a few safe locations to land the plane," he added. "Sergeant, when you arrive get the transport ready, grab any wounded and civilians you can and get them out of here. Here are some locations to land, find one that will get away from here and go there. when you arrive radio in." and Sergeant Gibbs salutes and Helps in getting people ready.
Mai looked at a few scared people, "Don't worry, we are getting out of here," she says to them as she turned and makes the sign of the cross with her hand, "Oh Lord, be with us," she said silently to herself. She walked to the door, still shaken but trying to hold it as a she is handed a gun and looked at it. "I have never fired a gun." and she looks at those here. The Soldier nods and handed her a bag, "Here is some first aid kits. Grab what you can as you make your way to he hangar," and he looks at those leaving, "Do what Sergeant Gibbs here tells you to do. These soldier will be your guards stay with them," and he nods. "Sergeant, head out. Radio when you arrive at the hangar," and Gibbs salutes and the party headed out. Twenty minutes late, as the group of people, about fifteen total, went to the hangar.
The group arrived, about 30 minutes later where Mai's transport is located, it took some time, due to stopping for cover. Gibbs radioed in their position. Mai looked at her plane and sees no damage and runs to it, "Oh it is good to see ye lass," she said as she gave it a hug. Gibbs looks, "Does it fly?" he asked? Mai punches him in the arm, "Aye she will fly," she said. "Me lass may not look good, but she can get us out of here," she added she runs onboard and to the cockpit. Thinking, she turns on everything and activates the APU. Mai checked all the gauges and sees everything is in good shape. Getting up, she runs out of the plane and checks the plane in a walk around than disconnects the gpu. A few soldiers help with the caulks and go to the doors to open them. Mai boarded her plane as the soldiers return and she turned to those here. "Strap into the seats in the back. That container is built to survive a drop with a chute. Me plane is not going to land in many areas, so I will do my best to get you to a safe place," and she puts on a headset as Gibbs and others drop into the seats around her. "Lets go big mamma," and Mai looked at him and smiles as she turns up the radio.
She pushes the throttle forward as the transport moves and she drives strait, once the wings have cleared, she activates the tiltrotors and they powered to life. "Flerken Heavy, loaded with civilians and injured, taking off." she states over the radio as she stops and sees the suit in the way. Cursing in Scottish, Mai pulls a lever as the rotors rotate and she sets the breaks as she throttled the motors up. The Flerken starts to lift off like a helicopter and once clear of the hangars by about 100 feet, moves the level forward and retracts the landing gear. "Now lad, were do we need to go?" she asks Gibbs as gunshots are heard hitting the hull and she throttles forward, and increases speed with the jet engines at the back of the transport. Mai listens to the chatter as she moves the transport to avoid he shots being fired into the sky. As the fighting continues, shells are hitting the hull and she sees a few alarms as she kills the engines, allowing the rotors to work. As she does this, she says a silent prayer and heads for a safe zone. as she looks at the radar and blinks as she flips on her transponder and talked again over the radio.
"Oy, I have non-combatants and injured on here, quit yer shooting at me you dolts...." she said as some unintelligent language in Scottish is followed over the radio. "Everything ok?" Gibbs asked her. "Aye, we are ok," she responded to him, "If they don't stop shooting at us," she muttered to herself as the Flerken is rocked hard by a hit and alarms started to go off. "No.. nonononononono," she states as she looked out the window "I'll kill the person who did that," she said to no one.
On the ground, the Flerken lifts off and lumbered off the ground as it flew away from the hangar. As it lifted off, the firefighting continued and it turned away from the hangars and the fighting and towards the ocean. The plan was to have the Flerken fly out and bank back to a cleared area a few miles away from the base, However, that was cut short, as a few shots, wild or not, flew and shot past the transport, before one hit the pilot side, engine 1 side, of the plane, damaging the rudder and caused the engine back there to explode.
Mai looked at Gibbs, "Take over," is her only comment as she flips the autopilot on and gets up and goes to the rear door and looks through the window and sees the missing engine on the pilot's side of the plane. Returning to the cockpit, she sits and looked at everyone as she says simply "Out." The people in the cockpit look at her. "Get to the container, I'm going to eject ye." and they all look at her. "Oy, do I need to whallop yer arses? Get into the container with the others," she said to them. "This plane is not going to stay up much longer. At least in there, you are safe. That container has chutes on it and will get you to safety, although no where near the area we need to be, but better than back there." and she grabs the yolk and stables the plane. "Get yer arses moving," and they all leave.
Gibbs manages to get the people loaded up, "Mai," Gibbs said to her. "Lets go," he added. "I'll be fine," she responds back. "I do not want anyone to get hurt, so I am going to fly her and I'll bail afterwards. Might see about taking out a few of those dolts as well," she added as Gibbs gets on the container and Mai seals it and releases it. The container drops away and 6 parachutes deploy as it drops to the ground. She went white as she saw the damage.
Returning to the cockpit, Mai turns the Flerken and sighs as she keys up her radio and transmitted "Non-combatants and injured dropped at ...." and she leaves coordinates. "Mayday...mayday, Flerken Heavy going down. Mayday, Mayday, Flerken Heavy going down." Afterwards, she gets her own parachute on and heads for the cargo door. Mai looked at the Flerken and sighs as she goes and grabs what she has that is hers, which is not much. As she went to grab a bag, that has her cloths, the Flerken is rocked and shifts hard, throwing her to the floor and she hits her head on something. Slowly she gets up and stands, only to be thrown towards the floor again.
The transport was going down, but not at a fast rate, controlled would eb the word and the big greenish-yellow craft with a Junk Guild logo/crest on the side dropped a container that, once cleared deployed six parachutes and landed about 2 miles from the fighting. a few more explosions occurred as a rotor stopped and smoked as another few shots hit the craft. The plan began to nose down more and exploded a few moments after what appeared to be a loan parachute appears and drifts down, towards the Archangel....
She stumbled back towards the cargo door and looks as she grabbed the handle and opens the door, where she stumbled out of the plane. As she fell, she looked and saw her plane explode, while hit by a few of the smaller debris and deploys her chute. she rubs her head as she she blinked. Mai looked at where she was heading towards what looks like a ship, but her vision is foggy after hitting her head and getting hit with some pieces of her Flerken. She struggles to reach for the cords to help her change direction as she saw the weapons firing. She just froze as she heads for the ship and manages to land on something where there are rails and she rolls up against them and hangs on the best that she can.
Mai looked as she let out a silent sigh of relief as she said something that surprised her, considering she was waiting to be told, 'Your going to be locked up for a bit.' However, when Yuna said "Very well then, I’m sorry about this mix up. You are free to leave." she stood, "Thank ye Mr. Yuna sir," she says to him as she curtsies. "I do apologize for any issues I have caused ye. It was not my intention to do that," she adds. Looking around, she waits by the table and is not going anywhere, without an escort, that way she is not breaking any rules.
As she stands there, she blinked as Yuna comments, "There is one thing I’d like to ask first though.” Mai looks as he asks her a simple question, "I'll answer it to the best of me ability," she responds. As she said that, he turned on his heel and asked simply, “Does the guild still accept freelance jobs?” Thinking for a few moments, Mai looks, "Aye, they do," she states. "Although there is an overseeing body that governs the Guild as a whole, most of the work is done by small team of technicians who act independently," she adds. "I Am sure you are aware that most Junk Guild teams spend days going through battlefields salvaging equipment that is usable or working under contract." as she leans on the table. "The contracts that we can do vary, the contracts can vary," she says. "Everything from salvage operations to repair to recovery of equipment. That is handled by the local team. I am unsure if individual team members can do freelance contracts, that is a question for our team lead," she mentions. "Sorry I am not able to help ye more than that," she adds.
She was released after about another thirty minutes and driven to her plane, the Flerken Heavy, and sighed as she went onboard . Her day sucked and she needed to relax somehow and as Mai sat in the seat, she was out cold. Mai woke up hours later, went to town and got some food than found the area to be beautiful. Later she returned to her plane and ate what food she got and then went to find the local Guild. After spending a few hours with the Guild and talking with them, she joined them and worked with them. She got to know the Junk Guild and even heard of Lowe Guele and the others, but never got a chance to meet them. Still, she was happy here and made a lot of friends.
A few days later, Mai was assisting on one of the contracts, which was working for ORB on getting some scrap from the battle she had flew over and she offered her plane. Then remembered she had not fixed it and with another tech went to go work on the tiltrotors. Mai enters her plane and about ten minutes later, Mai walks down the ramp and is wearing her grey jumpsuit, relieving a grey short sleeve shirt, the top of it has been tied around her waist, her long red hair is braided in a ponytail and she moves to get a ladder. Placing it next to the tiltrotor she had issues with, she grabs her tools and climbs the ladder. stepping up onto the wing, she begins to open the panels and sighs as she closes off the valves and begins to fix the problem, "Stupid EA and this damn war," she says as she works on the damage rotor and is most likely heard cursing in both English and Scottish. After about an hour or two, she sits back and closes up the casings of the rotor and double checks everything. As she does this, Mai begins to think on how she arrived at ORB and steps onto the ladder, beginning her decent as her are alarms and she almost falls off the ladder.
"What in the ....." she gets out as she hears an explosion, followed by gunfire and jumps off the ladder, about eight feet off the ground. looking around, she drops as a bullet hits near her and the air of an explosion is felt. Doing the sign of the cross she looks, "Faith, what have I brought here?" she says to herself believing that she is the cause of this since she saw a fight that she has figured out was not to see. "I told him to let me go and that I brought trouble." she added as she saw soldier running and yelling at people.
"Get to cover!" said one.
"Get those planes out of here," another said as vehicles started to arrive.
Looking around, Mai is not a fighter, in any way, shape or form, in the best sort of terms, she is a coward and is not a fan of wars and fighting, unless it is a sport, like fencing or boxing or football (Soccer). However, fighting with guns, and the loss of life was a whole different game. More cursing in Scottish, Mai grabs her tools and runs for her plane as she is thrown to the ground and lands hard as a shell explodes near her, causing the ground to shake. Slowly she moves, getting help form another tech, "You, ok?" he says as she looks and did not hear him fully. "Huh," was her response. "What...." and she is pushed to the ground, "Get down...." the guy is shot and falls on top of her, causing her to go oof as she was pushed to the ground. "Oy, get off me you git," she says as she quickly comes too. As she moves, she feels something on her side, . o 0 (I've been shot) she thinks as she feels no pain and moves forward, "Come on lad, we need to get out of here," is her comment as she looks and sees the guy face down, blood coming out from under him. "Hey, you, ok?" she asks as she pushes him, and he does not move, and she realizes and moves back as her hand comes to her mouth.
"Lady, what are you doing, get out of her," she hears as someone yells at her as she looks and stands, haphazardly and runs for her plane. "Not to the plane, they are targeting them" the guy yells. "I need me stuff," is her response. "It's all I have," she adds as she is grabbed and dragged/pulled away. "It can be replaced" comes the response. Mai looks, "... No it cannot," she adds as there is another explosion and she is pulled away. . o 0 (Maybe the guy is right,) she thinks this, she looks and follows other techs as she sees them running and covering up as she is hit by debris form bullets hitting the ground and form the various items falling through the sky. As she runs, she slides to a stop as she feels something.... big moving.
Looking around, she feels it again and backs up as a giant foot moves past her and she sees a "...mobile suit..." and she steps backwards. "What the ......." is her response as she turns and runs and stops as she sees soldiers fight soldiers and wearing the same uniforms... Turning, she heads a different way, running and hiding as she moves and comes to an opening and looks around. A gunshot is heard as something whizzes past her "Halt!" is heard as Mai turns and looks in shock at the soldiers and their guns and she begins to step away from the, tripping over some debris and falling to the ground. As she lands, she oofs and then stands to craw backwards, "Ple...please don't hurt me," she says in her Scottish accented voice as she looks at them. She is no match for trained soldiers, as she has only her sgian dubh, which is in her sock.
"Who are you?" one of them asks. "My... Me name is Mai Ingram, I am a tech with the Junk Guild.," she says to them. "Why are you out here?" looking, Mai blinks, "I have no idea where I am at. I was just running away from the fighting," she says as she covers up at the sound of an explosion. "You hurt?" the soldier asks her as she looks down and sees the blood on her side, "I.. I don't know," she responds. "I.. I don't think so," she adds as she looks at it a little while longer than looks up at the soldier. "What's going on?" she asks them.
Another soldier comes forward, "Its a coup," is all that is said as she blinks and is helped up. "Radio in that we have a tech here, possibly injured," he adds as another soldier radios in the location and situation. "Let's gets you checked out and to cover," he says as she looks at a soldier who helps her up. "Get her to cover and have her side looked at," and the soldier salutes and another follows suit and takes her items as they usher her to cover, the closest, which is near the Archangel. "I should have just gone to the sea," she says as she is now fearful that she brought this coup. "Ma'am," the soldier asks her. "Nothing lad, just..." and there is an explosion, throwing the three of them to the ground.
Mai looks, as she has ringing in her ears, which clears up and her hand is on her head, "You okay miss?" the soldier asks. "Yea...." she says as she is picked up, dragged and they start to run, "Stay with her," says one of the soldiers as he turns and starts to fire. . o 0 (I want to go home,) she thinks as she and the soldier runs and stops near a wall. "Do you know how to use a gun?" the soldier asks her. Looking at him, she blinks, "I've never fired one," she comments. The soldier nods and looks and grabs a few clips and looks around for cover for them... "Mai," she says. "Me name is Mai," she says to the soldier. He looks at her, "Xavier," she says to her as he smiles. "Wish we could have met under different circumstances," she comments. Mai smiles back at him. "Aye, this stupid war has come to this beautiful island," she adds as she slides down the wall and sits.
"Looks like we are safe for now, so take a breath," and he pulls out a canteen, opening the lid and offers it to her, "Than ye," she says as she takes a drink and hands it back. Taking it, the soldier takes a drink and looks. "Where you from?" he asks her. "Scotland," comes her response. "Earth Alliance territory?" he asks. "Aye. Although I do not believe in this war. EA thinking that they are better by protecting us from ZAFT. While ZAFT is trying to stop the EA in destroying them. Personally, rather you are a Coordinator or not does not matter. Everyone has the right to make their own decisions," she states. "And now the war has come to ORB who is neutral," she says to him. "Yea, but this was coming. Politics is not my area, but things just went wrong on the politics here." he says to her as Mai looks up. Replacing the canteen on his belt he looks, "Let's get to better cover," he says. "Maybe closer to the ships or a hangar, with a plane," she says. "Also, if we get separated, head for those buildings and find a hiding place and stay there. I will come and look for you or send someone to find you," he says to her.
Nodding, she follows the soldier and them do a leapfrog type of moment with Mai behind him. Stopping at a building, he looks. He see's a building and pushes her forward, "To that building," he states. As they run, the soldier looks and stops as she grabs her hand and pulls her towards a building, the door opening as they approach and then closing as they enter.
Looking as she breaths, she sees the guns pointed at her and she raises her hands, "um..." she states as the soldier does the same after handing his weapon over. "Who are you?" someone asks them. "Me name is Mai," she says as the soldier speaks, "Sergeant Xavier Gibbs, 5th Platoon," he says. "Was order to get this tech to cover and to be checked for possible injury. Been trying to find some cover to get into," he says as both Mai and Xavier lower their arms. "Have a seat ma'am, Corpsman, check her out," the soldier says as Mai is moved and sits as someone looks at her side and head. Mai just sits there, watching and listening as Xavier and the other guy talk.
"They moved out in the M1s, the Archangel has been called for help," the leader of this group said. "That's good, but what's got this started. "It seems someone was not happy with the vote," the leader said. The corps man cleans up the scratch on Mai's forehead and arms. "You have some bruises and a few good scraps, nothing series. Where is this blood from?" he asks as she looks, "I..I don't know," she says as shock starts to sit in. "Maybe the first group that found me," Mai says as she looks on. in a state of shock at this and just sits and stays quiet as Xavier and the leader talk.
"I think getting her to the Archangel will be the best, but has not arrived yet," Xavier says. "She is a tech with the Junk Guild, so that should help us." he adds as the building shakes.. "Sergeant, get her to the Archangel when it arrives," the leader says. "Radio command," he says. Inform them of our location and let them know we have some techs for pickup. Requesting to meet up with the archangel when it arrives." the radio operators salutes and talks as Mai sits there, listening and thinking as she pulls her bag close to her.
The man, Yuna was already raising his hand at the end of her request, “Now now, don’t be hasty. You still haven’t stated why you were even flying near our country to begin with?” He said as he looked at her. “Besides I’d say you already found yourself in some trouble already… please help, me help you miss…” he said as he drew out the last word.
Mai looked as Yuna walked around, talking and asking her name. . o O (I do not know him, and he seems...) and she looks, "Ingram," she states. "Me name is Mai, Mai Ingram," she adds with her Scottish accent. She looks at the table and than at Yuna as he asked about why she was nearby. "I was flying to meet up with the local Junk Guild here at Orb," she states. "I was with the Guild out of Northern Africa and Southern France area," she adds as she looks at him. Looking, at him, Mai thinks. "I am not a fan of ZAFT or EA, and asked to be moved to a new Guild. I was told Orb was looking for people. So I came here," she adds.
Looking down, she sighs. "I am no trouble maker, although me si...family use to say I was," she adds as she looks. Listening, Mai blinks and sighs as he looks at the mirror, asking another question and lowers her head "I do not know who won," she says as she looks at the table. "I was flying here with some scrap for the Guild and saw a fight. I am new to the area and did not know if there were people around who could get hurt, beside those soldiers, so as I flew by, I banked and came back, dropping the stuff I had and pulled up and out." and she looks up at Yuna.
"I hope no one was hurt, who was not a soldier. I personally do not like this war, and think it is stupid. Everyone has the right to decide what they want to do, and God knows that there are other ways to solve a problem than the end of a gun," she comments. "I wish I never saw that fight," she says silently to herself.
Frantic, Mai held onto the controls white knuckled, "I need to get out of here," she kept repeating to herself as an alarm went off, and she looked and blinked, "..." Looking out the window she sighed, "Oh man, i have damage to one of the tiltrotors," and she turns it off and sets them in the forward position. Looking at the readings she taps the guage and shuts the other off.
About 20 minutes out from where she was to land, a few aircraft pulled up along side her craft. Looking she blinked, "Ut oh...." she says as she waves at one of them. Blinking, she turns on her radio, "Can I help you?" she asks as she listens and follows them. She cannot out run them, and she has no weapons. "Oh I am dead," she adds in her Scottish accent.
One hour later....
Mai sat in a room, looking down as she sat handcuffed to the table. "At least I am safe from me brother in here," she commented to her self as she waits. She has never been in this before, and just stares at the table and waits. Mai is super scared, shaking a bit as she is not sure what will happen to her. The worst is being sent to the EA and her brother finding her. However being in jail would keep her safe, and she never feels safe, no matter were she goes.
An hour later.....
"Oh come on, I've been here two hours or there about. Just put me in jail will ye," she says. "I know someone is out there. Can I at least get some water or something to drink?" She asks and no response. Then there is the sound of a click and the door opens, allowing two people to enter, a guard and someone else.
The non-guard starts to talk, "Allow me to apologize, our country is a bit on edge right now. Surely you can appreciate the precautions we’ve been taking…” the man says to her as he approaches and she tries to pull away. Pausing, he nods to the guard by the door and he comes over towards her. She cannot move far enough back, do to the handcuffs as she is released and the guard leaves. .“Allow me to introduce myself, I’m Yuna Sieran. I was told you flew in from the north? Can you tell me, did you see anything interesting on your way here?” He was almost convincing in his tone, friendly if not polite.
"Th..Thank you Mr. Sieran," she says to him as she rubs her wrists. "Aye, I flew in from the north, and I saw a fight. Those Earth Alliance dolts and another ship with three mobile suits," she states. "I hope I am not in trouble...," she says to him. "I need to leave, I might bring ye more trouble," she adds as she looks. "Can we just forget I saw anything, fix me plane and I leave," she asks him?
Mai was pushing her plane to its fastest, 550 mph, the speed of a normal passenger aircraft and muttering to herself in Scottish, and if people understood her, would probably be blushing at the word choices. Sighing, she levels off and sets the Autopilot for ORB and sits back into the seat. "I lost a lot of cargo that I could have used back there," she adds as she looks out the window at the ship that is down there. Standing, she moves to get a towel and wipe her fact off as she grabs some water and heads back to the cockpit.
Thinking, she takes a drink of water, she keys up the radio for the ship, the Archangel. "Oy, This is Mai," she says. "I am sorry for the dropping of me load on ye troops. I hope I did not do any damage to yer units," she comments to them with her Scottish accented voice. As she talks, she wonders if that ship knows they are in ORB territory and why the hell the EA was there. "Again, sorry for the mess if I made one, Flerken signing off," she adds as she looks a the radar.
Hopefully, she is not in trouble with ORB, if that ship is part of Orb, or whoever that ship belongs too. "... wait, where there a Scotsman down there that called me?" she says as she blinks and gets a sick feeling in her stomach and looks at the controls, she is at top speed. "Oi, I hope that ship is not part of me brot..." and she stops. "Captain James Sandilands was not in that fight?" and she is worried. "I need to pack up and get away from here...." she states to herself as she is really worried now. He will do anything to get her to join the EA or kill her if she didn't. "I already have a death mark on me..."
The aircraft flies on as it starts to rock left and right. Acting like it is having issues as she throttles up to try to get speed out of the craft, Mai hears the voice on the radio and someone talking. “This is Private Roane MacMaster of the Orb Union hailing civilian aircraft. This is an active battlefield, mate. You should get as far from here as possible before you accidentally get shot down,
Sighing, she mutters back, "I'm think here," says the Scottish accented lady voice. "Oy, Mac, give me a few spots, i cannot keep me cargo stable and secure," she adds as she flies on and once she has flew past the three frames, rocking left to right she pulls up hard as she thumbs a button...
Now comes the fun part, the hollowed out area has different sized junk and held by different nets, all of the sudden release and the junk begins to rain down on the copters and drones. As the cargo goes, the craft increases speed as it noses up and the two jet engines on the back fire.
Looking as the stuff drops, she sighs, "Hope that helps Mac," she says to the Private as she tries to climb as fast as she can and has the throttle is wide open and the tiltrotors as running as well. This wil be an interesting day.
An aircraft is flying, a cargo transport with the middle of the plane missing and claws are in place of it, rotor blades are attached to the tips and a set of engines are pushing it. In the claws, are different scrap as well as containers. (OOC: combine the body of Thunderbird 2 with the middle hallowed out, bigger wings and the tiltrotors of a V-22 Osprey on the wing tips). The plane itself has seen better days, but is flying, considering it is made with different scrap pieces. It is flying slowly, about 200 miles per hour and no weapons can be seen on it, since it has no weapons.
Flying the transports, bound for ORB, is Mairéad Sandilands, rather Mai Ingram, Mairéad is dead. She died in a crash after a fight with her siblings on joining the EA after their parents' death. As she flies, alone with nothing to her name, just a refugee, no family, no home, nothing. "At least I have ye lass, and the Guild," she comments as she turns on the autopilot and stands as she stretches.
"Only two more hours till I am at my destination," she says as she grabs some food and checks the cargo. As she heads back to the cockpit, she sees something and blinks, "..." As she rushes the cockpit, she jumps into pilot seat and puts on the radio to listen for chatter. "Oy, a fight... There were no ZAFT forces here? What in the blazes is the EA doing, stupid dolts." She comments as she sighs and turns off the autopilot. "I better climb to avoid being targeted," and she pulls up on the yolk, the plane groaning. "Come on baby, we can do it," she adds as she is in no position to help.
Looking down as she pulls up, she sees a mobile suit, in trouble, "Nothing I can do to help," she comments as she levels off and flies on. As she does, she looks and sigh as she thinks to herself... "Damn it," and she turns the cargo plane and heads back for the fight, "I guess I am joining the fight dad," she says. "I love you, but I hate you," she says as she hopes this work. As she banks, she begins to descend for a better view and how she can help. "I'm going to regret this; she comments as she looks at the fight.
She really, really does not want to lose the Flerken, as it is her home, additionally, she is attached to it. "Stupid Earth Alliance, stupid ZAFT, stupid war," she mutters to herself. She is so going to regret this.
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January 25th CE 71
Zaft forces have traced alliance activity to the seemingly neutral colony of Heliopolis. The coordinator task force takes it upon themselves to infiltrate and steal the new alliance mobile suits being rolled out for deployment. During the attack the Zaft team succeeds in procuring four of the five machines. One of the machines, the Strike by name, was commandeered by a young coordinator by the name of Kira Yamato.
As the strike fought off the attack from a lone GINN, other forces began to take advantage of the deteriorating situation…
Nathaniel hated being rushed, his fingers fumbled over the door code for the third time. “Settle down Hawthorne!” He chided before the woman behind him could quip about him forgetting the code. The Red haired woman bristled at the mind reading remark and shook her head in resignation. “this’ll do it…” Nathaniel cooed as he entered the correct code this time, confirmed by the click of the door unlocking.
The man dressed as an Alliance Lieutenant, snatched the handle of the door and twisted it, holding it fast so it wouldn’t lock again. Nathaniel studied his handgun before looking back at Delphine Hawthorne and the four other members of their commando team. The point man was less than thrilled about this next portion of this impromptu operation but it was for the betterment of their homeland so how could he disagree?
He made eye contact with Hawthorne as she scooted to the opposite edge of the sealed door. Nathaniel quietly mouthed a countdown to “three”, which the woman mimicked with her free hand for their teammates to see.
On the third count he swung open the door violently and followed Hawthorne as she ducked into the corridor, gun raised for any threats. One by one the six man team entered the ship and sealed the hatch behind themselves. As the team pushed themselves through the eerily vacant ship their hopes grew that they could actually pull off this crazy stunt. Their hopes soon met reality as they came to the entrance to the bridge. The team paused by the doo, Nathaniel took the moment to give everyone a stern glance. His team had worked together for many years and could practically read his mind when he gave that particular look, “follow my lead.”
The team of operators soon entered the bridge of the Archangel where they met the skeleton crew of Earth Alliance officers. A black haired woman looked at him with both surprise and relief, “Lieutenant! What’s goin on out there? Have we received orders?”
Nathaniel cleared his throat as his team moved around the bridge, taking up strategic positions but not putting away their weapons. “We have…” he paused to consider his words, “we’re taking the ship out, I need you to initiate the launch sequence.
The stern looking woman nodded grimly and barked out, “you heard the man lets launch the Archangel!” As she said this the other two crewmen began working their controls at their stations. The woman came closer and asked in a lower voice, “so does this mean ZAFT is attacking?”
Nathaniel nodded, “they are, we need to deploy the Archangel into the colony and protect the civilians before any more damage can be done! Can I count on you…” his voice trailed off as he hinted to wanting her name. “Badgirulel, Natarle!” She responded eagerly. She seemed on edge, that much was certain, so Nathaniel did his best to hide his growing smile as he looked her.
Soon the ship left the dry dock and began floating free. Subtle head nods from Nathaniel’s team soon told him that it was time. “I’m sorry to do this Natarle but I’m taking control of this ship. Everyone step away from their stations, and put their hands up. I promise you, that none of you will be hurt.” As he spoke he leveled his gun at the Earth Alliance Officer, she sputtered, “what?”
Nathaniel shrugged sheepishly, “I’m taking this ship in the name of the Orb Union Ensign. I don’t have time to discuss the details right now. All you have to do is surrender so that I can save as many Orb citizens as possible.”
Natarle along with all the other crewmen looked confused and angry, but no one put up a fight as the six man Orb team kept their weapons aimed at everyone. They made short work, cuffing and escorting the crew to a confined area as four people stayed behind on the bridge.
“See no bloodshed Hawthorne!” Nathaniel pipped as they went about double checking all the systems on the ship. The red haired woman scowled at him, “it would have been quicker to shoot them all…” she muttered and again Nathaniel gave a sheepish grin and nodded, “go ahead and take the Command chair, you studied more of this battleship stuff than I ever did.”
His remark did brighten the woman’s mood some, “you mean I’ll be captain?” She raised an eyebrow and Nathaniel shrugged as he looked out the viewport, “Semantics don’t matter right now Delphine, we just need to move quickly.”
The reminder replaced the woman’s stern look and she nodded, “very well, lets make course to the alternative manufacturing site. Assault cannons… fire!” In response the Archanel unleashed a volley from its’ two main cannons to destroy the gate keeping it contained. The massive ship erupted out of the flaming debris of the gate to fly into the synthetic skies of the ailing colony. The commando team remained dumbfounded as they studied the damage to their home territory. Nathaniel was about to say something when the fight between the Strike and a CGUE came to everyone’s attention. “What is that?” He asked aloud as the studied the peculiar mobile fighting the ZAFT unit. He was stunned as a brilliant beam lanced out from the mobile suit to try and hit the CGUE. It dawned in Nathaniel that the mobile suit was one of the GAT series, “that idiot!” He yelled out as the overpowered weapon not only glanced the CGUE but tore a hole into the ground of the colony. “The CGUE is retreating!” Someone called out, much to the relief of everyone on the bridge. Hawthorne spoke up then, “lets match speed and land?” Nathaniel nodded, “yeah, lets see if we can capture the Strike with the same trick. Maybe if we take control of all the Alliance assets ZAFT will cease hostilities…” it was as much a prayer as question as he moved for the door. “Ships in your hands Hawthorne!”
As Nathaniel approached the Strike with one of his other men he saw a woman, and a man with a group of teens. A mobile armor which had been fighting, asked for permission to land, which they gave to help keep up the charade. “Whose piloting the Strike?” Nathaniel called out as they got closer.
The woman turned to look at him and scrunched her face in confusion, “I don’t believe we’ve met? I’m Lieutenant Ramius…”
“Are you the pilot Lieutenant?” Nathaniel didn’t hide his contempt as he studied the out of uniform officer, “no” she responded cautiously, as she did a brown haired teen came down the pulley of the Strike’s cockpit. Suddenly it made sense how the machine could move when the OS was supposedly incomplete. “A coordinator?” Nathaniel mused, which caused the woman to stiffen some, along with the teens. A smile grew on Nathaniel’s face, “boy are you a Heliopolis citizen?” Kira tilted his head as he regarded the mysterious Earth Alliance officer. “I am…” he answered tentatively. “Ah then you’ve done your homeland a great service!”
Nathaniel leveled his weapon at Ramius as his teammate did the same to Mu. “Lieutenant, this ship is under Orb control, you will be confined with the rest of the Alliance officers we’ve arrested. The two alliance officers looked baffled at this turn of events. “We have precious little time to rectify your mistakes so please cooperate and we might all make it out of this alive.”
The jeep bumped precariously as it wound through the abandoned streets of Heliopolis. One battle and one hole in the colony left the place looking quite ragged. Nathaniel adjusted his regular suit as he eyed the road. Nathaniel’s team was stretched thin as it was so he only had two other people with him, both dressed in their own regular suits. He hated leaving the ship like this but knew that he had to. By all accounts ZAFT had secured four other GAT series suits, plus they still had an unknown supply of other mobile suits to boot. “This may be our only chance to level the playing field.” He mused as he entered. The correct code for this security gate the first time. They parked the jeep outside of a nondescript factory and made headway for the interior of the building.
They soon found themselves in a dimly lit hangar of sorts with three massive shadows standing next to catwalks. “Hit the emergency lights! We need to hurry!” Even as he made the order he was climbing a ladder to approach the first machine. The lights turned on just as he approached the chest of a black, white, and gold mobile suit. “Astray…” he solemnly addressed. Nathaniel looked to see his two comrades approached the red and blue machines as well. “If we hurry we can snag all the spare parts move it!” Nathaniel moved for the cockpit and popped the hatch. He went inside the brand new mobile suit and went about adjusting straps and booting up the OS. It wasn’t ideal but he had to adjust the operations system much the same as the ZAFT forces had done earlier. In a few moments the Coordinator had his suit moving. “It just might be an even fight now!” He announced. “This is Nathaniel Barondel, Astray launching!”