Super Robot Wars: Calamitous Dawn

[sir_fire]

Kane would hear a loud gasp coming from behind him, as he quickly turn around, drawing his pistol from his right hostel thinking it was maybe an enemy?

Only to see a mechanic? Before lowering his guard a bit, as he heard the mechanic talk about Great? That was very weird..

“That Great Mazinger, the Great Heroes of the sky, while.. who are you and where everyone else went to?” He responded and ask the mechanic.

The Mechanic quickly points his hands in the air, dropping his toolbox to the floor, causing an infernal racket thanks to the hangar echoing all that noise.

"N-Nicht schießen, bitte!"

Looks like this guy can't speak a lick of English. Plus, there are some sounds coming from outside, the sounds of jet engines... This place isn't as abandoned as the rusty hangar conveyed.

 

[sir_fire]

It was then that I finished doing a pose that I looked on over the panel...and it turns out the Radar's blippin' out contacts.

Ah, shit, it shows how far I am from them...but nothing else. Agh, dammit...

Gotta get the instructio-shit, they're getting close...

Okay, okay, uh...uh...

Hide, hide! Gotta hide!

...ah, fuck, where do you hide a thing as big as fucking Mazinger Z?!

There was no place big enough to hide in. The picturesque meadows provided no cover, the woodlands were neither dense nor tall enough to properly conceal the super robot and the mountains were too far away, he'd get spotted long before he gets close, even with Mazinger Z's prodigious abilities.

However, in the middle of his dilemma, Tyzell would catch the sight of dark, grayish shapes past the canopy of his machine; out in the distance to the west, shapes that were steadily growing bigger and more distinct... Humanoid shapes.

 

[TrickOLF]

There was no place big enough to hide in. The picturesque meadows provided no cover, the woodlands were neither dense nor tall enough to properly conceal the super robot and the mountains were too far away, he'd get spotted long before he gets close, even with Mazinger Z's prodigious abilities.

However, in the middle of his dilemma, Tyzell would catch the sight of dark, grayish shapes past the canopy of his machine; out in the distance to the west, shapes that were steadily growing bigger and more distinct... Humanoid shapes.

Oh....oh, fuck.

Those are mechas. Or exosuits. Either way, this is not a good sign...

Gotta get back. Manual, give me Jet Scrander controls...we need to get the fuck outta here split!

 

[Mazin Kiryu]

The Mechanic quickly points his hands in the air, dropping his toolbox to the floor, causing an infernal racket thanks to the hangar echoing all that noise.

"N-Nicht schießen, bitte!"

Looks like this guy can't speak a lick of English. Plus, there are some sounds coming from outside, the sounds of jet engines... This place isn't as abandoned as the rusty hangar conveyed.

Noticing the language barrier, Kane couldn’t understand the man, but he could clearly hear the noises outside the hangar.

Jet? Possibly military jets? If there was working vehicle outside then hopefully he could be lucky enough to find somebody who spoke English or better yet maybe get out of the hangar with Great and head to Japan.

“Seem you can’t understand me but I need those doors open or else I would leave a mess when I take off in the condor”

Kane said as he try using his hand signal, trying to get the mechanic to open the hangar door, as he went to put on his helmet, and hop inside the condor, trying to turn the aircraft online.

 

[Cavaliere]

"In that case, I'll have Ingus broadcast a single bar tone across 3 different areas on the open channel area, when you cycle through wavelengths you should be able to hear it while tuning and that should get us an open channel to share. It won't be secure however".

While I was fiddling with the console to set up the gate of bars across Vox Channels, I also sent another open hail at the contact in the desert.

William "Liam" Tinmall
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It took a few tries to actually connect to the shorter Machine, but the experience had taught Liam a little bit about the communication array used by the Knight Scion.
Not a moment too soon, as a new signal came into range with a signal very reminiscent of Gundam-type Mobile Suits came from the direction that Valrinhad indicated.

As he was scanning the area for anything that could help him guide him through this desert, Daniel picked up a signal that was somewhere north. He slowly flew towards it and, after adjusting the frequency, answered the hail.

“This is Second Lieutenant Daniel Sorenson of the Atlantic Federation Army. To whom am I speaking to?”

Well, he wasn’t quite sure he retained his former rank. While they haven’t officially stripped him of it even after his short prison stint, Daniel was treated more of a test pilot than anything. Some habits just die hard.

This time, the Suit that landed before them had many physical traits in common with the technology that Liam worked with, down to the height.
It was deep blue with massive thrusters in the shoulders and sensor antennas in the shape of a V on the head, even if the entire head assembly seemed much bigger, as if it had to store more components.
It looked familiar, but at the same time not.

"Uhm... Doctor William Tinmall, but you can call me Liam, uhm... test Pilot of the Atlantic Federetion's Archangel-class ship Virtue." the greeting, said time and time again, came natural even in this absurd situation,even if it was stillted as he added his official rank to a superior, "You are lost too? Last thing I remembered was examining an anomaly in space."

 

[sir_fire]

Noticing the language barrier, Kane couldn’t understand the man, but he could clearly hear the noises outside the hangar.

Jet? Possibly military jets? If there was working vehicle outside then hopefully he could be lucky enough to find somebody who spoke English or better yet maybe get out of the hangar with Great and head to Japan.

“Seem you can’t understand me but I need those doors open or else I would leave a mess when I take off in the condor”

Kane said as he try using his hand signal, trying to get the mechanic to open the hangar door, as he went to put on his helmet, and hop inside the condor, trying to turn the aircraft online.

The mechanic bolts the moment he realized what Kane wanted when he closed the canopy and began to spool up the Brain Condor's engines. So much for help.

But then after a minute or two, the hangar doors slowly began to retract open, letting in a cool afternoon breeze and rays of sunshine into the disused structure. As the glare died down, Kane would be met... With a pair of very strange and very angular mechs, both bearing more than a superficial resemblance to fighter jets. The mechs then looked at the Condor, then at the immobile Great, then back to the Condor and then the Great again... And finally back to the Condor... So they can both raise their machine guns to aim at the control craft.

 

[Mazin Kiryu]

The mechanic bolts the moment he realized what Kane wanted when he closed the canopy and began to spool up the Brain Condor's engines. So much for help.

But then after a minute or two, the hangar doors slowly began to retract open, letting in a cool afternoon breeze and rays of sunshine into the disused structure. As the glare died down, Kane would be met... With a pair of very strange and very angular mechs, both bearing more than a superficial resemblance to fighter jets. The mechs then looked at the Condor, then at the immobile Great, then back to the Condor and then the Great again... And finally back to the Condor... So they can both raise their machine guns to aim at the control craft.

Noticing the two mech that probably guess how the mech “works,” Kane quickly went to push the thrust level toward.

As He quickly flew pass in between them, out of the hangar and up on the air, trying to take a view of the airfield before he try to connect to Great Mazinger, wondering where the hell he was located at and why there were Non Ichinara units? Running around.

 

[sir_fire]

Noticing the two mech that probably guess how the mech “works,” Kane quickly went to push the thrust level toward.

As He quickly flew pass in between them, out of the hangar and up on the air, trying to take a view of the airfield before he try to connect to Great Mazinger, wondering where the hell he was located at and why there were Non Ichinara units? Running around.

The two mechs dive out of the way in a startlingly fluid and humanlike manner, at least compared to the usual Ichinana unit, they're still mechs after all. And now that he had a bird's eye view of the base, he'd note that those mechs weren't alone; they were part of a whole goddamn squadron as evidenced by at least 10 more of those things standing at attention in the open air and getting ready to intercept if the scrambling dots and all that equipment by their feet are any indication.

And it wasn't just the mechs that Kane had to worry about, who by now had launched into the air on pillars of smoke and fire; as the Brain Condor would get a radar spike warning from numerous sources, both visible and hidden; namely from the air base's defensive SAM sites and those two mechs. If they really thought Kane was hostile, they'd have opened fire by now rather than keep a target lock. Suddenly, the Brain Condor's radio picks up a transmission, evidently from whoever owned this place.

Unidentified aircraft, can you hear us? This is the Austrian Luftstreitkräfte and you are under our jurisdiction, land now and do not resist. Or else we will be forced to neutralize your super robot, I repeat...

They know what a Super Robot is... But not the Great? What the hell is going on?

 

[sir_fire]

Oh....oh, fuck.

Those are mechas. Or exosuits. Either way, this is not a good sign...

Gotta get back. Manual, give me Jet Scrander controls...we need to get the fuck outta here split!

The mechs close the gap while Tyzell had been busy trying to find out how to control the Mazinger Z and soon after, the super robot's dash began to let out a droning alarm: The unknown mechs achieved a radar lock...

At this distance, Tyzell can now clearly make out the gray machines: Extremely sleek and laden with sharp edges and aerodynamic surfaces, almost like the love-child between a jet fighter and an Arm Slave from Full Metal Panic. Each one of them carried bullpup-styled rifles and upon their shoulders was a red circle with an inverted triangle upon it.

 

[Sigismund]

As he was scanning the area for anything that could help him guide him through this desert, Daniel picked up a signal that was somewhere north. He slowly flew towards it and, after adjusting the frequency, answered the hail.

“This is Second Lieutenant Daniel Sorenson of the Atlantic Federation Army. To whom am I speaking to?”

Well, he wasn’t quite sure he retained his former rank. While they haven’t officially stripped him of it even after his short prison stint, Daniel was treated more of a test pilot than anything. Some habits just die hard.

As the responce came through the vox, I pondered "Atlantic Federation Army" for a moment. The word Atlantic I had heard before, but I knew not in what context or from where in that moment. In response I open hailed back "I am Velrin Haldentum l, Knight Scion to Iudicii Ignus".

A moment later the machine landed, and Liam responded to it. I expect his answer would be much the same and Ours, but I listened to see if he knew more about the immediate transition.

Liam apparently had seen the actual phenomenon, however I had no such memory.

 

[The Ancient Purple]

On the very next instant, as she stared at the Gundam before her, Helen heard a couple of nonchalant footsteps closing in. As she glanced, it turned out to be just one of the engineering personnel assigned into this hangar in order to maintain the blue and yellow experimental unit.

"Apologies for the delay ensign, but this Gundam's avionics aren't quite what we're used to; way too old even with the so-called modernization the R&D boys did." He stated, to justify the small delay.

"Oh, I understand." Helen assured in response to the apology of the taller male with a nod. "The control panel is quite different also. But is it ready now?"

"Yes it is. All is ready to test the unit's maneuverability and the energy output of the... What did they call it again? The 'Ski' reactor? What would an energy reactor have to do with Ski equipment?"

The female ensign merely shrugged. Deep inside, she couldn't really blame him for not having the name of the power part memorized. "Minovsky reactor, you mean."

"Yeah, right, that thing. Anyways, suit yourself ensign. Though..." The technician's gaze goes up towards the Gundam. A disdainful frown of the lips ensued. "Honestly, those guys should've just replaced the head with a Valiancer's, beats looking at that stupid V-Fin all day..."

Helen lightly snickers at the comment before heading further into the hangar to climb up towards the Gundam's vacant cockpit. Before long, she found herself being neatly seated in the machine's chest. The canopy of the cockpit slowly swings into a close ovehead, with the live feed of the main head camera being presented into her vision through the main monitor. It was now only a matter of sitting back and waiting for clearance as the engineers pulled back on their tools of trade to make way for the giant robot, which came relatively soon.

"Alright, you're in the clear. Good luck out there, pilot." The technician from earlier spoke through the radio after his team and their apparatus were out of the way.

With that, Helen's fingers fell upon the control panel, beckoning the Gundam to step forward and transition into a walk out of the hangar. Originally en route towards the testing grounds.

Noticing the two mech that probably guess how the mech “works,” Kane quickly went to push the thrust level toward.

As He quickly flew pass in between them, out of the hangar and up on the air, trying to take a view of the airfield before he try to connect to Great Mazinger, wondering where the hell he was located at and why there were Non Ichinara units? Running around.

The two mechs dive out of the way in a startlingly fluid and humanlike manner, at least compared to the usual Ichinana unit, they're still mechs after all. And now that he had a bird's eye view of the base, he'd note that those mechs weren't alone; they were part of a whole goddamn squadron as evidenced by at least 10 more of those things standing at attention in the open air and getting ready to intercept if the scrambling dots and all that equipment by their feet are any indication.

And it wasn't just the mechs that Kane had to worry about, who by now had launched into the air on pillars of smoke and fire; as the Brain Condor would get a radar spike warning from numerous sources, both visible and hidden; namely from the air base's defensive SAM sites and those two mechs. If they really thought Kane was hostile, they'd have opened fire by now rather than keep a target lock. Suddenly, the Brain Condor's radio picks up a transmission, evidently from whoever owned this place.

Unidentified aircraft, can you hear us? This is the Austrian Luftstreitkräfte and you are under our jurisdiction, land now and do not resist. Or else we will be forced to neutralize your super robot, I repeat...

They know what a Super Robot is... But not the Great? What the hell is going on?

The ensign's attention was quickly caught by a bit of a situation occurring in a hangar not too far away. As she saw a pair of her fellow pilots responding into what looked like an emergency, the Gundam ceased its movements and stood still. The head was turned at their direction while Helen made quick configurations into her comms to be let in on whatever was going on. Until she witnessed the pair of TSFs instinctively diving aside to give way into an odd looking aircraft suddenly zooming out through the open doors.

Without missing a beat, the Gundam fully turns its body towards the flying condor as Helen was able to understand it was something about an unidentified aircraft. Pivoting it's feet into a shooting stance, the beam rifle within the mech's right hand grasp aimed upwards, starting to track down on the scrander and accompanying the aircraft's movements. However, as per standard protocol, the safety was engaged as she needed clearance to fire an actual shot.

Helen's hearing was steady into the comms, waiting to see what would come out of this interaction.

 

[Mazin Kiryu]

On the very next instant, as she stared at the Gundam before her, Helen heard a couple of nonchalant footsteps closing in. As she glanced, it turned out to be just one of the engineering personnel assigned into this hangar in order to maintain the blue and yellow experimental unit.

"Apologies for the delay ensign, but this Gundam's avionics aren't quite what we're used to; way too old even with the so-called modernization the R&D boys did." He stated, to justify the small delay.

"Oh, I understand." Helen assured in response to the apology of the taller male with a nod. "The control panel is quite different also. But is it ready now?"

"Yes it is. All is ready to test the unit's maneuverability and the energy output of the... What did they call it again? The 'Ski' reactor? What would an energy reactor have to do with Ski equipment?"

The female ensign merely shrugged. Deep inside, she couldn't really blame him for not having the name of the power part memorized. "Minovsky reactor, you mean."

"Yeah, right, that thing. Anyways, suit yourself ensign. Though..." The technician's gaze goes up towards the Gundam. A disdainful frown of the lips ensued. "Honestly, those guys should've just replaced the head with a Valiancer's, beats looking at that stupid V-Fin all day..."

Helen lightly snickers at the comment before heading further into the hangar to climb up towards the Gundam's vacant cockpit. Before long, she found herself being neatly seated in the machine's chest. The canopy of the cockpit slowly swings into a close ovehead, with the live feed of the main head camera being presented into her vision through the main monitor. It was now only a matter of sitting back and waiting for clearance as the engineers pulled back on their tools of trade to make way for the giant robot, which came relatively soon.

"Alright, you're in the clear. Good luck out there, pilot." The technician from earlier spoke through the radio after his team and their apparatus were out of the way.

With that, Helen's fingers fell upon the control panel, beckoning the Gundam to step forward and transition into a walk out of the hangar. Originally en route towards the testing grounds.



The ensign's attention was quickly caught by a bit of a situation occurring in a hangar not too far away. As she saw a pair of her fellow pilots responding into what looked like an emergency, the Gundam ceased its movements and stood still. The head was turned at their direction while Helen made quick configurations into her comms to be let in on whatever was going on. Until she witnessed the pair of TSFs instinctively diving aside to give way into an odd looking aircraft suddenly zooming out through the open doors.

Without missing a beat, the Gundam fully turns its body towards the flying condor as Helen was able to understand it was something about an unidentified aircraft. Pivoting it's feet into a shooting stance, the beam rifle within the mech's right hand grasp aimed upwards, starting to track down on the scrander and accompanying the aircraft's movements. However, as per standard protocol, the safety was engaged as she needed clearance to fire an actual shot.

Helen's hearing was steady into the comms, waiting to see what would come out of this interaction.

The two mechs dive out of the way in a startlingly fluid and humanlike manner, at least compared to the usual Ichinana unit, they're still mechs after all. And now that he had a bird's eye view of the base, he'd note that those mechs weren't alone; they were part of a whole goddamn squadron as evidenced by at least 10 more of those things standing at attention in the open air and getting ready to intercept if the scrambling dots and all that equipment by their feet are any indication.

And it wasn't just the mechs that Kane had to worry about, who by now had launched into the air on pillars of smoke and fire; as the Brain Condor would get a radar spike warning from numerous sources, both visible and hidden; namely from the air base's defensive SAM sites and those two mechs. If they really thought Kane was hostile, they'd have opened fire by now rather than keep a target lock. Suddenly, the Brain Condor's radio picks up a transmission, evidently from whoever owned this place.

Unidentified aircraft, can you hear us? This is the Austrian Luftstreitkräfte and you are under our jurisdiction, land now and do not resist. Or else we will be forced to neutralize your super robot, I repeat...

They know what a Super Robot is... But not the Great? What the hell is going on?

Receiving the transmission, Kane would let out a slight relief that at least he could speak to them yet.. they didn’t knew about Great Mazinger? What the hell is going on..

As Kane went to pick up the radio and spoke, “This is Lieutenant Honoo, understood control tower, but where is the German minister or the photon plant for Europe? I’m sure it should be nearby”

Kane said as he needed to know if one of the major plants were around.. to confirm a theory he was thinking, as he then flew near the hangar near Great Mazinger, and landed down, staring around as he pop open the canopy and rose up his helmet visor.

 

[sir_fire]

Receiving the transmission, Kane would let out a slight relief that at least he could speak to them yet.. they didn’t knew about Great Mazinger? What the hell is going on..

As Kane went to pick up the radio and spoke, “This is Lieutenant Honoo, understood control tower, but where is the German minister or the photon plant for Europe? I’m sure it should be nearby”

Kane said as he needed to know if one of the major plants were around.. to confirm a theory he was thinking, as he then flew near the hangar near Great Mazinger, and landed down, staring around as he pop open the canopy and rose up his helmet visor.

Photon Plant? Nothing of that sort in Deutschland proper or Europe for that matter.

No further words were said when Kane eventually turned the Condor around and landed on the runway, where after a short while; the base's MPs came to apprehend him. At least rifles weren't aimed at him this time, also he would notice that some of the soldiers wore blue helmets; the UN? Here?

"Step away from the aircraft pilot."

 

[Mazin Kiryu]

Photon Plant? Nothing of that sort in Deutschland proper or Europe for that matter.

No further words were said when Kane eventually turned the Condor around and landed on the runway, where after a short while; the base's MPs came to apprehend him. At least rifles weren't aimed at him this time, also he would notice that some of the soldiers wore blue helmets; the UN? Here?

"Step away from the aircraft pilot."

Kane would then hop off the Condor, and raise up both of his arms, so he didn’t seem hostile or sketchy.

As he then notice the helmets on the MP.. UN station here? He didn’t remember the UN operating much when he enter service..

“Why does it feel like I’m in some kind of a fever dream..” he said to himself as he didn’t knew what the hell was going on, and where was everybody he at least knew, located at.

 

[sir_fire]

Kane would then hop off the Condor, and raise up both of his arms, so he didn’t seem hostile or sketchy.

As he then notice the helmets on the MP.. UN station here? He didn’t remember the UN operating much when he enter service..

“Why does it feel like I’m in some kind of a fever dream..” he said to himself as he didn’t knew what the hell was going on, and where was everybody he at least knew, located at.

One of the non-UN MPs approaches Kane, eyeing the gun on the super robot pilot's holster before he presents an open hand.

"Your gun, security reasons."

As this was happening two of the blue helmets starts chattering among themselves, their voices are pretty faint but for someone like Kane a little bit of focus is all that's needed to get a good listen to what they were talking about.

"Guess that's one more guest booked for a stay at the hostel..."

"Guest? Do you not recognize what his jet is?"

"Uh no?"

"That guy's piloting a Mazinger! Mazinger! But dunno what model, but that thing is deffo a pilder for sure."

"How do you even know this stuff?"

"Call it a hobby of mine prior to all this. But my parents and my sister said it was an obsession, if only they could see me now."

 

[Mazin Kiryu]

One of the non-UN MPs approaches Kane, eyeing the gun on the super robot pilot's holster before he presents an open hand.

"Your gun, security reasons."

As this was happening two of the blue helmets starts chattering among themselves, their voices are pretty faint but for someone like Kane a little bit of focus is all that's needed to get a good listen to what they were talking about.

"Guess that's one more guest booked for a stay at the hostel..."

"Guest? Do you not recognize what his jet is?"

"Uh no?"

"That guy's piloting a Mazinger! Mazinger! But dunno what model, but that thing is deffo a pilder for sure."

"How do you even know this stuff?"

"Call it a hobby of mine prior to all this. But my parents and my sister said it was an obsession, if only they could see me now."

Kane would understand, as he pull out his pistol, and hand it over to him.

“Please return me that weapon after we are done with the introduction, last gift I ever gotten from my old man” Kane said before hearing on the guard.. they mention Mazinger yet not recognize Great? Could they be referring to Mazinger Z?

If so then has he travel back in time? It would make sense.. to him at least but then again, he would look at the mechs, they weren’t around Z time.. so time travel was not it.

“What year is it? And where exactly am I located at?”

 

[sir_fire]

Kane would understand, as he pull out his pistol, and hand it over to him.

“Please return me that weapon after we are done with the introduction, last gift I ever gotten from my old man” Kane said before hearing on the guard.. they mention Mazinger yet not recognize Great? Could they be referring to Mazinger Z?

If so then has he travel back in time? It would make sense.. to him at least but then again, he would look at the mechs, they weren’t around Z time.. so time travel was not it.

“What year is it? And where exactly am I located at?”

The MP takes the pistol and holsters it before kindly answering Kane's question. But the chatting bluehelmets were a bit too far away for Kane to talk to or for them to hear what he said.

"You're in Thalerhof Airbase, Austria, year 10 of the post-Amalgamation era. And yes, this isn't the Earth you're used to."

From the way he spoke, it seems that he knew that Kane wasn't a local and that he knows about his situation just from the young pilot's question.

"If you want to ask more questions, come with us; the Base Commander will be more than happy to give you a primer on this new world."

Barking an order to his men, the other MPs then gathered around Kane and proceeded to escort him towards the center of the base, where the offices and personnel housing are. As he was being led on, if the pilot would turn around, he'd notice that the base's ground crew were hurriedly preparing to tow the Brain Condor off the runway.

 

[The Ancient Purple]

Kazuki Shigematsu slowly but surely came into his senses. His mind was in a hazy state as he tried to remember what his objective was. Vague visions were displayed within his mind from his final memories before the warp-induced slumber. He remembers... Deploying from a space colony as a military operator? And was set to be en route for combat deployment? During the confusion that nearly obscured his mind, Kazuki's opened, squinting eyes stared blank at the control panel of his VARG. Until suddenly, he took a deep breath and gained a hold of himself, dragging his conscience down to earth and off the instant seizure of aloofness.

The pattern of deep, relaxing breaths resumed. In through the nose, out through the mouth. His perception gradually clears up so he can assess the situation and his surroundings. Kazuki's stare fell upon the hot and arid sands of the desert provided to him by his robot's main camera feed. Instant suspicion arises as it was not a location that he particularly remembers having ever been to.

Without any immediate contact with other living beings, there was only one thing to do. Kazuki removed the small focal crystal he wore as a pendant around his neck. The crystal, colored a deep amethyst purple and adorned with silvery was then inserted into the power slot of the Shibuki, the code name of his VARG.

One by one, his machine's systems and internal electronic components powered into life. The main computer and the radars came online. Further stimulated by the psychic energy flowing from Kazuki's mind into specialized receptors installed within the cockpit chair and his piloting helmet. Fortunately, the situation of being stranded in an unknown desert was of no real fright to an individual of his specialties. Which he'd put to good use as the Shibuki takes off from the ground, ascending thirty meters above the ground with a built-in flight system.

With a bit of concentration, Kazuki's conscience was expanded outwards, cast out into the vast desert in an attempt to locate the nearest landmark of civilization or conglomerate of individuals using some sort of orientation based clairvoyance ability of his.

 

[TrickOLF]

The mechs close the gap while Tyzell had been busy trying to find out how to control the Mazinger Z and soon after, the super robot's dash began to let out a droning alarm: The unknown mechs achieved a radar lock...

At this distance, Tyzell can now clearly make out the gray machines: Extremely sleek and laden with sharp edges and aerodynamic surfaces, almost like the love-child between a jet fighter and an Arm Slave from Full Metal Panic. Each one of them carried bullpup-styled rifles and upon their shoulders was a red circle with an inverted triangle upon it.

Aw, fuck, they've got lock on me!

And now...I can see them...wow, they're...mass-produced as hell. But still, mass production units can be dangerous if you put them in the right combination!

Come on...ah, there we go!

"Jet Scrander, let's fly!" I shouted out, as I bursted with a jump of the Mazinger into the air, trying to break their lock.

God, the gravity's hard...but I'm holding!

"I'm not an enemy, stand down, stand down!" I tried talking to the units...

...probably knowing it might not work anyway!

 

[sir_fire]

Kazuki Shigematsu slowly but surely came into his senses. His mind was in a hazy state as he tried to remember what his objective was. Vague visions were displayed within his mind from his final memories before the warp-induced slumber. He remembers... Deploying from a space colony as a military operator? And was set to be en route for combat deployment? During the confusion that nearly obscured his mind, Kazuki's opened, squinting eyes stared blank at the control panel of his VARG. Until suddenly, he took a deep breath and gained a hold of himself, dragging his conscience down to earth and off the instant seizure of aloofness.

The pattern of deep, relaxing breaths resumed. In through the nose, out through the mouth. His perception gradually clears up so he can assess the situation and his surroundings. Kazuki's stare fell upon the hot and arid sands of the desert provided to him by his robot's main camera feed. Instant suspicion arises as it was not a location that he particularly remembers having ever been to.

Without any immediate contact with other living beings, there was only one thing to do. Kazuki removed the small focal crystal he wore as a pendant around his neck. The crystal, colored a deep amethyst purple and adorned with silvery was then inserted into the power slot of the Shibuki, the code name of his VARG.

One by one, his machine's systems and internal electronic components powered into life. The main computer and the radars came online. Further stimulated by the psychic energy flowing from Kazuki's mind into specialized receptors installed within the cockpit chair and his piloting helmet. Fortunately, the situation of being stranded in an unknown desert was of no real fright to an individual of his specialties. Which he'd put to good use as the Shibuki takes off from the ground, ascending thirty meters above the ground with a built-in flight system.

With a bit of concentration, Kazuki's conscience was expanded outwards, cast out into the vast desert in an attempt to locate the nearest landmark of civilization or conglomerate of individuals using some sort of orientation based clairvoyance ability of his.

Kazuki's third eye would catch sight of three other souls not too far off from where he was, two were hardly of any note; but one of them was special... It had some of the psychic markers of a psion, but it wasn't the normal sort of signature he'd get from one, as a matter of fact; the presence was very different, not even an aberrant had this weird feeling to it; this paradoxical feeling of cold, contained sterility and something wild, terrible and unknowable just beneath the surface, it was always one or the other with either Psion or Aberrant...

Unfortunately for Kazuki, if he could sense this bizarre soul; it goes to logic that it could clearly sense him as well...

Aw, fuck, they've got lock on me!

And now...I can see them...wow, they're...mass-produced as hell. But still, mass production units can be dangerous if you put them in the right combination!

Come on...ah, there we go!

"Jet Scrander, let's fly!" I shouted out, as I bursted with a jump of the Mazinger into the air, trying to break their lock.

God, the gravity's hard...but I'm holding!

"I'm not an enemy, stand down, stand down!" I tried talking to the units...

...probably knowing it might not work anyway!

The mook units were quickly upon the Mazinger Z, easily matching its sudden ascent with their boosters and quickly reacquiring a lock on the super robot. Despite having it dead to rights, they didn't open fire yet, guess they heard what Tyzell had to say over the radio? Soon though, he gets his response over the comms; with the voice speaking clearly younger than his own and with a fairly noticeable German accent.

"Attention unknown super robot, you are in violation of Austrian airspace. Deactivate your weapons systems and come with us or we will be forced to act."