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Nemo vs Nemo)

Micro debris lightly danced along the chassis of the green Nemo. Grim slightly cringed at the sound as he manned the controls. The cockpit was seemingly suspended in space and gave him little comfort in its mock sensation of flight. “Then again who wants to be comfortable in a mobile suit?” Grim muttered to himself. As the larger debris came to view Grim spotted a makeshift platform and swung around to “land” on it. He positioned himself so that the edge of the field was behind him and stood on what must have been a piece of ship hull, gazing up at the rest of the field looking for irregular movement. He did a quick weapons check to make sure his rifle and shield were still with him, of course they were. “Let’s see what we got…” the Captain mused, his own head looking up at the field “above” him.

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Around the same time, exactly by the other side of the debris field, an identical machine that sported subtle yellow accents entered the maze created by the mix of small meteoroids and the remains of a station that seemed to have undergone “violent disassembly”, as somebody once coined the term that Nick would use ever since for the accidental or deliberate destruction of a machine.

It had been a few hours since an anonymous tip had reached Nicky's captain. Apparently, according to the source, the Neo Zeon had managed to capture a Nemo and one of their spies would use it to attempt an infiltration. The coordinates of this debris field were attached to the document, and while Jones had already occupied the entire Libot Team, it was too dangerous a threat to dismiss, so Nick would be sent shortly after, with orders of investigating the tip and ambushing the spy if there were any.

“Easy… easy… don’t want any scratches on the new paint...” - As Nick nervously navigated around supply boxes and loose manipulator claws, he tried to keep calm by constantly talking to himself. The next thing he did was glance at the status panels, to check his Suit for any damage. - (I've been glancing at this thing ever since take off. It's not like-) Shit! Shit, shit, shit!

And effectively, drawing his attention away from the full-view screen, for once would have consequences: flying dangerously fast, dangerously close to his Nemo's main camera, what seemed to be a steel beam would be dodged by Nick, narrowly avoiding the loss of the whole head, but at the expense of his antenna being violently separated from the Suit, its base apparently incorrectly screwed. And inmediately, before he had any time to digest what had just happened, he would see a Nemo, looking in the opposite direction and stepping over a metallic platform, just like the data said. In the verge of panicking, Nick would inmediately take cover behind one of the asteroids to avoid being detected by the mobile suit. Ten or twenty seconds after that, his Nemo's visor would surface again, only to find out that the alleged spy had not reacted at all. He was still free to act, however…

“A fucking normal mission in a suit to 100% capability. Escorts. Maybe a long-range beamer. They all are apparently too fucking much to ask of fate...” - Nick would retract his helmet's visor to wipe his forehead dry of sweat, before lowering it again and preparing his next step by nervously navigating the command UI of his suit, which would spring into a firing position, taking his beam rifle with both hands, then aiming at the target's vernier backpack, concealed from the lower torso downwards by the asteroids. - (Now that my antenna's gone, i need to change my course of action… i can't transmit to his position anymore. Flying to his back in a whim can be the way to get him to surrender as much as it can be fucking suicide… I'm not taking any chances, but that means i can't confirm his identity. Maybe rid him of that beam rifle…)

Moving the target reticule from the backpack to the Nemo's beam rifle, Nick nodded with satisfaction. - (Yeah, that has to be the ticket. I blow his beamer up, show up, and if he doesn't surrender, all I need to do is to keep my distance from the saber…)

The pilot of a Nemo without a way to transmit or receive signals aims down the sights of its rifle, ready to attack somebody he will never know is actually on his side, inadvertently falling into the plans of a clever enemy strategist…

“This is the only way...”

… and then, it fires, causing a purple bolt of energy to rapidly start closing the distance between a beam rifle's barrel, and another's receiver.

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The movement of the enemy Nemo caught Grim’s attention . Human eyesight was largely based on movement so the Captain remained still as he watched what the Nemo was doing. “Is he the spy?” Grim wondered out loud. As if to answer his question the Nemo took cover and opened fire on him.

Cursing Grim jerked the controls to take advantage of his mobility. He deftly dodged the incoming beam, the shot was aimed wide and not at his core so it wasn’t a hard task. What was he aiming for? Grim wondered.

Now motivated into action Grim worked the controls rocking the Nemo in a waving pattern towards his enemy. It was hard to dodge and aim at the same time but Grim managed to bring his beam rifle to point in the direction he was flying and let loose a volley of pot shots. “Lets see you up close!” Grim hissed.

(OOC: didn’t want you taking my rifle too fast!)

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Watching his beam miss its target by a long stretch, Nick would realize that the spy was aware of his presence all along. Now the enemy machine was moving towards him at full speed, firing at the asteroid, and moving in unpredictable patterns to top it off, so Nick had to move to keep it from aiming a good shot, no matter how much it affected his own aim.

“Aaaawww, FUCK! I can’t believe I've done this!” - Nick complained aloud, now operating the controls as best as he could and flooring the propulsion pedals to propel himself away from the threat. - (And I thought I was being so stealthy! So clever!)

Beginning evasive action, the golden-masked Nemo started waving to the sides in a similar manner, looking for any debris to hide behind. However, when one of the final shots of the volley fired by his enemy managed to graze his own rifle's stock and damage it, Nick realized that he, too, had to fire back, even with the unlikeness of him actually hitting anything, so he tried to aim in the Nemo's direction, and started firing beams at the enemy unit, trying to predict his flying pattern and fire to the front of him so the shot could intercept him mid-flight, knowing that it was unlikely that he would ever stop, if even for a moment.

It was official. Nick was engaging the enemy spy now, and the odds weren't exactly stacked in his favor. A creative stratagem had to come out of his mind soon, lest he let himself perish at the hands of an obviously more experienced pilot.

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(OOC: Completely understandable. Didn't want you losing it anyways… Would have made it too easy.)

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As the enemy Nemo fired back,Grim tried to study the reaction for a pattern. He could tell the shots weren’t as panicked as  before as the enemy tried to lead shots in the direction he was heading, clever aren’t you? Grim thought as he tried to shift his own aim as well.

As the two nemos continued their death dance, a blast rocked Grim’s shield and he knew that meant he was testing his own luck now. “Let’s see you mind your footing traitor!” Grim snarled, he suddenly fired at a piece of debris that the oddly colored suit was flying by, revealing where he had been taking the time to aim towards.

The explosion from the debris should serve as an interesting distraction, Grim thought. He took the explosion as his chance to  change the direction of his flight. His Nemo shifted to now charge directly at the enemy, his damaged shield leading the way. Grim knew that his gambit would be risky and if it didn’t work he’d be paying for it.

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Flying to his left side, main camera pointed at the direction and relying only on his rifle's camera to hit the mark, Nick would notice that as his shots got more accurate, even hitting the Nemo's shield, his contender's started to get closer to him too, and another shot of his would connect with the Trainer Nemo, blowing away the right half of his skirt armor's back piece and tilting the left half, setting something aflame inside his suit. - ''Uck!'' He noticed, didn't he? He's copying my previous move... ''Clever bastard.'' - Nick thought to himself as alarm bells and whistles went off to alert him of numerous different situations.

He tried to think of a way, of a course of action to solve his problems, being as he had to act fast before anything could go further south for him. However, his train of thought would be interrupted when the enemy Nemo pulled a fast one, and fired a shot at what seemed to be a giant gas tank, either by accident or intentionally, setting it aflame with a big, slow explosion. Seconds later, as his amber eyes started to glow orange with the brightness of said explosion, a bulb seemed to turn on inside his mind, flashing him with a blinding, wise light. In that moment, he would stare at the monitor, and in a completely instinctive manner, he would suddenly turn away from the enemy, flying not away, but into the cloud of fire and smoke, while his fingers, now fast as lightning, pressed buttons in both controller levers to navigate through the options of the operating system, until finding the External Extinguisher (All) option, built into most contemporary Mobile Suits, displayed on his screen. Confirming his orders, the Trainer Nemo would start shooting streams of thin, fire-suppressing foam from various hardpoints in the inner frame, and most of its silhouette would be adorned by beautiful, white trails of mist that came out of their undersides, before shooting right through the cloud and disappearing inside.

After passing through the cloud, Nick would be quick to cancel the command, and when his unit stopped emitting foam, he would turn right, and hide behind the remains of an Alexandria-class warship, leaving no obvious trails anymore. As he slowly regained his calm, he would sigh in admiration at what he had just done, while looking for any signal of the enemy Nemo, hiding its head behind the relatively intact bridge of the wrecked Titans spaceship, now concealed from his enemy's sight again, the foam having prevented any damage to the suit and extinguishing the existing fire. While a neat maneuver, it had almost depleted his foam supply, and while he still had enough for a pair or two of localized fires, it was definitely not enough to try that again.

''To defy common sense and think outside the box...'' ... now that's something i can really use, you fucking genius. - Nick congratulated himself, perharps a little too early, before aligning his tilted glasses with a nonexistent horizon, and trying to spot any moving humanoid objects he could set his rifle's sights on.

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Flying straight into the flames Grim was expecting to crash into his enemy. He was bewildered to see a foam cloud form from the explosion. “What the?!” Grim muttered. He sailed through the foamy mess like a comet, clean through the cloud. The sensible part of him wanted to stop and look around, but his experience told him that stopping could mean death. “Clever indeed, I recognize a trap…”

As he darted past the mess he looked for a place to take cover. The game shifted again, odds were that the enemy already had eyes on him, and he didn’t know where they disappeared to. My best course of action is to get distance, Grim thought to himself. He zig zagged away into the metal maze trying to dive behind random pieces of metal, trying to hide himself. “Back to square one…” he muttered.

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A few minutes would go by for the pilot of the Trainer Nemo, scanning the debris for any signs of his enemy. However, after having a bit of a paranoia attack and frantically scanning behind him for surprise attacks, he would later recognize the stalemate both pilots were caught in. While he would disappear from the enemy's sight in order to set him a trap, it seemed likely that the enemy had not fallen for his ruse, and would go on to arm his own.

“Hmph… first one to move, first one to lose. Fuck.” Need to lure him out somehow, but if it's not good enough, I'm going down… - Nick started tapping into his head again, but his saving ghost was nowhere to be seen. His only plan was to hurl garbage in different directions and see what that would trigger. He would need to come out of hiding, and it was admittedly risky. But it was his only option: the spy could attempt to flee at any time, and he couldn't return to the Fandance empty-handed, leaving such a menace to lurk around Von Braun.

“Hhhnnnn, I can't believe I'm doing this…” - Reluctantly, and for the sake of his mission, the training Nemo slowly came out from behind the Alexandria, without using the thrusters too much to avoid emitting glow. It would then grab random pieces of junk and spinning to propel them in different directions. Not a smart move. But it was all he could do...

Now... Let's see where this gets me.

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Grim hid behind a piece of metal, breathing slowly and deliberately to calm himself down. The tension of the situation had been getting to him and he felt like a little kid hiding from a monster in his hiding spot. Having collected himself he once again felt like he had some measure of control in an otherwise chaotic situation.

 

Nothing had moved in a few moments but Grim wasn’t actively moving either. As if to que him into action he felt a sudden jolt as his hiding space bucked forward. “What is this traitor doing now!?” Grim blustered as he stretched his hands over the controls to get back into action. The movement was deceptively gentle and he wondered if he had been found out. Then movement on another piece of debris next to him made the captain cock his head. Slowly he rolled the mobile suit to face the source of his movement, his beam rifle leading towards the edge of the metal sheet, nothing. Then he looked back towards where the explosion had been and noticed his enemy slinging debris in random directions. “He must be trying to flush me out…” Grim mused as he brought the rifle up to carefully aim.

 

He took his time, he was farther than he would prefer but a well placed shot could be decisive. He fought the instinct to aim at the cockpit and instead aimed at the crown of the Nemo’s head. A shot at the cockpit could be dodged easily at this distance if Grim could correctly predict the direction of a likely dodge he might hit a deadly mark however. Grim squeezed the trigger and the pink blast fired off towards the Nemo. Instead of playing sniper, Grim immediately fired his thrusters to chase the shot towards his enemy.

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“One! One capacitor. Two! Two capacitor. Three! Three… that’s no capacitor.” - As if it were a game, as if he were the host of that certain annoying kid's show back on Side 2, Nick would gently start counting the number of junk being thrown in various directions, spinning around and around and around…

He wouldn't get to number four.

After grabbing what seemed like the remains of an RB-79 Ball, alarms would fire before his tongue could utter the dreaded fourth number: a beam would connect with him in the next two seconds, judging by the power and range of the Nemo's sensor suite. Amazingly, Nick would successfully command the suit to go upwards during that lapse of time, with quick reflexes and a speedier hand than anticipated. But even more amazingly, the beam was aimed exactly at that point in space, and Nick would see the beam approach his Mobile Suit's torso like a homing missile.

But he would be saved by two factors: first, he had ascended faster than expected, which meant the beam instead connected with the Nemo's torso. And the Ball that would have been launched into space by Nick was currently being held by the suit, without Nick remembering, in such a chaotic scene. The purple beam would blow the Mobile Pod up and send the Nemo into a spin, with a crack invading the main camera's protective glass pane and what was left of the Trainer's shield drifting away into space, to become one with the maze of fallen machinery as Nick's incidentally head-butted the HUD display in front with his helmet, the rest of his body restrained by the safety harness.

“WAH! HE READS MINDS!” - Nicky yelled, panicking for a second, while activating the auto-stabilizer system with the right hand and making the Nemo fill its left hand with the beam saber held on a rack in the back, the second one having been blown away when the spy first damaged the back of his skirt armor. However, when his unit stopped spinning and the silver beam saber was in his hand, his camera would lead him to a panicking sight: the spy had trailed his own shot, and would ram him in more or less the same time it took the beam to get to him since he was warned. This exacerbated his desperation, and his thumbs would both reach for the attack button in both control levers. The left hand, being as the beam saber hadn't been turned on, launched itself forward with a closed fist, still holding the giant silver rod, intent on intercepting the charging Nemo with a punch whose impact would be exacerbated by the speed at which the enemy machine was advancing forward, while the beam rifle instead fired instantly in the same general direction with a shot that would be likely to simply go anywhere but the enemy suit, seeing as the rifle hadn't finished aligning itself with the automated targeting reticule that focused exclusively on the enemy suit.

All of this chaos would unfold right in front of poor Nicky's eyes. And like the cornered, terrified and desperate creature he was, all he did while his hands moved on their own… was to scream.

“AAAAAHHHHHHH!”

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As Grim flew at the stunned enemy he knew he had to move quickly. Even as the spy got a shot off in his direction he knew he was committed, luckily it was poorly aimed and only drove through the top of his left leg. The impact jerked him causing him to veer slightly but not enough to stop his tackle. As the two suits collided debris erupted from them both.

 

Grim felt as much as he heard the impact of the enemy’s closed fist digging into the upper right portion of his Nemo’s chest. At the same time his left arm seemingly shattered as it shoved the remains of it’s shield into the right armpit of the enemy suit, wedging the enemy arm from pointing at Grim. The only comfort Grim felt from the impact was how he was able to nestle the barrel of his rifle to point at the enemy cockpit. His right arm curled to hold the weapon close to his body, with the extension of both the entangled limbs buffering him from damaging his weapon.

 

“Yield!” Grim yelled into the radio hoping the enemy pilot got the picture.

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I'll cut my losses at this point. I've tried to find a course of action that would allow Nick to fight on, but any movement his MS attempts will prompt Grim to kill him, which Nick is aware of, meaning he wouldn't do anything on purpose, even if I ordered him to. So the win goes to Roromi.

Good game, mate. It's been fun.

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