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verynaughtymutant) wrote2012-06-03 09:32 pm
verynaughtymutant) wrote2012-06-03 09:32 pm
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Home Plot: Day 2
The Askani were a warrior people, their armed rebellion was in many ways the thing that defined them, that marked the clan from outsiders. And so when an Askani camp was attacked, all of its members joined in the defense because all of it's members knew how to fight.
In this case, nobody was quite sure who the attackers were, whether it was the Chaos Bringer or forces from the Cannanite government but they were warriors, they knew how to fight no matter the enemy.
There had been a bombardment, first, bombs and shells falling onto the camouflaged camp and then attack from several directions, by flying vehicles and soldiers suited up in combat exoskeletons. And nearly every man and woman in the Askani camp was trying to repel them.
The anti missile auto-systems were in full flow, shooting down the shells and everywhere there was hand to hand battle and gun fire. Here a robot man was dispatched with a psimeter, there a giant mutate who looked practically reptilian was shocked by an electrical bolt tearing through her skin. To the north a towering black man was commanding an artillery barrage that was driving off the attackers, while to the south two askani priestesses, Aliya and Hope, were leading another force in hand to hand.
But of the two leaders of the fight, Cable and Stryfe, the Askanisson and the Chaos Bringer, there was no sign at all.
In this case, nobody was quite sure who the attackers were, whether it was the Chaos Bringer or forces from the Cannanite government but they were warriors, they knew how to fight no matter the enemy.
There had been a bombardment, first, bombs and shells falling onto the camouflaged camp and then attack from several directions, by flying vehicles and soldiers suited up in combat exoskeletons. And nearly every man and woman in the Askani camp was trying to repel them.
The anti missile auto-systems were in full flow, shooting down the shells and everywhere there was hand to hand battle and gun fire. Here a robot man was dispatched with a psimeter, there a giant mutate who looked practically reptilian was shocked by an electrical bolt tearing through her skin. To the north a towering black man was commanding an artillery barrage that was driving off the attackers, while to the south two askani priestesses, Aliya and Hope, were leading another force in hand to hand.
But of the two leaders of the fight, Cable and Stryfe, the Askanisson and the Chaos Bringer, there was no sign at all.
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Yet somehow, she found herself carrying a child. Cable's child, as it happened, keeping him wrapped up in both arms and resting against her shoulder. There was a lot of confusion and explosions, and the girl who'd been watching the little bundle had been knocked unconscious- Layla hoped.
She would rather pass him off to his father or mother but both were MIA and anyway, she was trying to keep out of the way of the people with actual powers fighting.
Even if none of it was real, the soft, warm weight against her chest that kept making little hiccuping noises felt real enough.
"There, there, little Cable baby," she mumbled, ducking under the flap of a tent and head for the thicker cover of the woods.
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A shell landed about fifty yards to their left and exploded, but it didn't seem to effect him at all. Fighting and explosions going on all around him was nothing he wasn't used to.
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"Woah. No! No no, baby, that is... not what those are for. In this instance. That- please feel free not to do that," she muttered, hiking Tyler further up her shoulder and patting his back.
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