09-29-2007, 12:31 PM
It is the most sophisticated weapon system in ZAFT's arsenal
Ahead of Juliette, Nare had disabled the torpedo tubes of another battleship and was now tearing great gouges along the side of it while Robbie flew cover, picking off Strike Daggers that looked like they were responding to the doubtless pittful pleas of the battleships captain for some cover. The two young women finished their work on the ship by digging beamsabers into the hull just aft of the battleships centrifugal deck and flying in opposite directions around the ship, carving fiery lines through the hull until the forward half of the Nelson-class simply snapped off and the rear half butted it aside as it continued forwards, guns still firing.
It can operate without detection
"Ladies," said the commandant, without rising. "Somehow it doesn't surprise me that you'd choose to leave this way." His lips thinned. "No, actually it does surprise me. I'd a strong expectation that you'd be walking out of the front gate as washouts. I also expect - strongly - that you'll find that your rather casual attitudes won't serve you or ZAFT well. However, perhaps you will surprise me again."
"We're good at surprising people," Robbie said brightly.
It can strike without warning
Her job done, Nare turned to join her wingmates in savaging the battleship, leaving the crippled Strike to Nicol. On the Archangel, fire erupted from the open linear catapults and the weapons tracked forwards, hoping to strike by chance one of the invisible mobile suits. The momentary switch of targets opened an avenue of approach and a shadow fell across the large bridge window. Inside, Nare could see the sudden panic as one of the crew dashed for the rear of the compartment, but it was already too late - one slash of the crimson beam saber opened the bridge up to space and she saw bodies exploding out of the broken hull as the Archangel's command deck vented. Many had been gruesomely savaged by her beam saber.
And all it takes to unleash it it's power
Melissa glanced in the direction that Kurz's GINN was pointing and blinked in disbelief. "Damn... looks like there's nobody at the helm."
The battlefield was briefly lit by fire as the Oppenheimer's beam cannon ripped through the reactor core of the other escort and set off a chain reaction that tore the Drake apart, but even that drama was overshadowed by the Drake that roared out of the main body of the Earth fleet, through the cloud of debris that the Oppenheimer had created and ploughed, prow first, into a startled battleship.
The Nelson-class ship, unsurprisingly, didn't handle the collison well as it was carved in two, taking its killer with it in a frenzy of mutual annihilation.
From anywhere in the Earth Sphere
The caverns of Ptolemaus were rocked by another explosion that shook even the ships cradled in the hangers.
"What was that?" Azreal demanded, clinging to his seat.
Natarle glanced at the schematic of the hangers being displayed on one of the overhead screens and a moment later another section went red as damage control reports were fed through from the control centre. "One of the missile stores," she advised. "Looks like one of the ones storing the nuclear weapons."
Is three simple words
"Good morning, Angels," Nicol said cheerfully.
"You!?" all three girls exclaimed.
Amalfi's Angels
Coming Soon
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
Ahead of Juliette, Nare had disabled the torpedo tubes of another battleship and was now tearing great gouges along the side of it while Robbie flew cover, picking off Strike Daggers that looked like they were responding to the doubtless pittful pleas of the battleships captain for some cover. The two young women finished their work on the ship by digging beamsabers into the hull just aft of the battleships centrifugal deck and flying in opposite directions around the ship, carving fiery lines through the hull until the forward half of the Nelson-class simply snapped off and the rear half butted it aside as it continued forwards, guns still firing.
It can operate without detection
"Ladies," said the commandant, without rising. "Somehow it doesn't surprise me that you'd choose to leave this way." His lips thinned. "No, actually it does surprise me. I'd a strong expectation that you'd be walking out of the front gate as washouts. I also expect - strongly - that you'll find that your rather casual attitudes won't serve you or ZAFT well. However, perhaps you will surprise me again."
"We're good at surprising people," Robbie said brightly.
It can strike without warning
Her job done, Nare turned to join her wingmates in savaging the battleship, leaving the crippled Strike to Nicol. On the Archangel, fire erupted from the open linear catapults and the weapons tracked forwards, hoping to strike by chance one of the invisible mobile suits. The momentary switch of targets opened an avenue of approach and a shadow fell across the large bridge window. Inside, Nare could see the sudden panic as one of the crew dashed for the rear of the compartment, but it was already too late - one slash of the crimson beam saber opened the bridge up to space and she saw bodies exploding out of the broken hull as the Archangel's command deck vented. Many had been gruesomely savaged by her beam saber.
And all it takes to unleash it it's power
Melissa glanced in the direction that Kurz's GINN was pointing and blinked in disbelief. "Damn... looks like there's nobody at the helm."
The battlefield was briefly lit by fire as the Oppenheimer's beam cannon ripped through the reactor core of the other escort and set off a chain reaction that tore the Drake apart, but even that drama was overshadowed by the Drake that roared out of the main body of the Earth fleet, through the cloud of debris that the Oppenheimer had created and ploughed, prow first, into a startled battleship.
The Nelson-class ship, unsurprisingly, didn't handle the collison well as it was carved in two, taking its killer with it in a frenzy of mutual annihilation.
From anywhere in the Earth Sphere
The caverns of Ptolemaus were rocked by another explosion that shook even the ships cradled in the hangers.
"What was that?" Azreal demanded, clinging to his seat.
Natarle glanced at the schematic of the hangers being displayed on one of the overhead screens and a moment later another section went red as damage control reports were fed through from the control centre. "One of the missile stores," she advised. "Looks like one of the ones storing the nuclear weapons."
Is three simple words
"Good morning, Angels," Nicol said cheerfully.
"You!?" all three girls exclaimed.
Amalfi's Angels
Coming Soon
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.