<> <> (Just like the good old days.) <> * Katherine is just wearing her backpack. Not quite suited up. She's walking around a bit. General surveying her troops, as it were. Her eyes widen at one kid and she steps over to him, saying, "Jesus, don't play with the gun's venting!" <> * Rochelle walks around, too. She's found her suit - it actually *is* hers, though it looks like it's been refitted a little - and is looking it over, neutral expression firmly in place.. (-.) (Citizens request Bach, o DJ) (Anything in particular?) * Katherine taps the gun, then looks to him seriously. "Christ, just don't fucking play with that part of it untrained, 'kay?" <> (Um, dunno. Anything but Toccata & Fugue in D Minor.) (Okay.) * Katherine walks away from the guy, running into Roch and rubbing her head. "Hey." She looks to the suit and snickers. "Well, that thing's sure been on a long round trip." (Herro, Ard...) (I'm sorry.) Yeah. * Rochelle points out modifications on the back. "Looks like they upped the flight thing." * Katherine nods, then smirks a little. "Hey, maybe you'll be able to keep up now, huh?" * Rochelle smiles a little. "We'll see." (Mecha? I hate to rush your roll? But the whole game is waiting on you.) (Nod. I was ging.) * Katherine smiles more normally then looks around, speaking up. "Alright people! Wolf here, so pay some fucking attention!" <> * Rochelle watches Kat. She told her to. * Katherine says, looking around, "Alright, team. It's time that we're all sticking it to the people who've taken out your city." She draws a circle in the air. "ATC's got the Blaze's third, and that only gives us the other two-thirds of the city to free up." She smirks. "Since you've been trying to do the whole city for the past while, this should be a fucking piece of cake." <> * Rochelle snerks a little. * Katherine grins and says, "You've been doing this for years, pack. Let's show those ATC AND those purple fuckers that the TC gangs aren't anything to fuck with!" * Rochelle starts walking along the edges of the crowd, looking for Zak. * Katherine then points at a few people. "Those are your Torches, Slicers, and Thudniks. We'll be keeping in contact, and remember, we're going for maximum movement and maximum purple damage. We want them to come running." <> * Rochelle weaves her way through as best she can until she's next to him, and she taps him on the arm. * Katherine suits up, but her head. Greys, whites, blues and blacks enfold her in an exo-suit. "Now let's get the fuck moving!" She points at groups in sequence, conveniently givng Roch a second or five with Zak. <> "Hey, sis." <> * Rochelle looks up. "I don't know if we'll be okay," she says, quietly. (Dead on on mind.) (Otherwise miss.) <> "Hey, I'm sorry. That's gotta be rough." <> * Katherine 's eyes narrow and she frowns for a second, then she lets herself smile weakly and points at the contingent near Zak. "Your turn, people!" Yeah. Make sure people listen to me, okay? <> "Wouldn't fuckin' think of it otherwise. You get a thought in that head, you shout it out." "Gotta go, sis! Good luck!" <> * Katherine watches him go and smirks to herself. "Christ. He's a Brevet Torch. God, when did he grow a pair." * Rochelle waves. And then looks to Kat and shrugs. * Katherine shrugs back. "Yeah, I'd probably be better at answering that anyway. Come on, let's join the command Pack and move out." <> <> * Katherine blinks, muttering, "Well, there's the bitch getting the party started." * Rochelle nods. She activates her boosts with a thought and flies out. * Katherine moves out too. Ground-bound, though. ;_; <> * Katherine reminds people as she moves around, ~Remember, we're circling around! Don't get too much of a hard-on for the weapons!~ <> * Katherine goes anyway. Damn mobs. To Roch, ~Ah. Classic gangers.~ ~What'd you expect?~ ~Eh, always hopeful, you know?~ * Rochelle snerks. ~Yeah.~ * Rochelle points northwest. ~Lots of purples that way.~ (Um. Since we're ostensably heading east/northeast...) (That's the Europa Team's path.) (So tell her._ * Katherine replies, ~That's the Fummer's third, still. Chako and friends will handle it. We need to put a bit more space between us and them.~ (Chako and Friends. An ill-fated children's show.) * Rochelle nods. (It'd be great!) (It'd be terrifying.) * Katherine keeps going, saying to everyone, ~Come on, dammit, or I'll come back there and start cracking fucking skulls.~ <> * Katherine progresses towards Krazorland. To Roch, ~How's the weather where we're going?~ * Rochelle looks up, then points east. "Some that way." * Rochelle trails along behind Kat. (And that should be in ~) * Katherine nods, a small smirk on her suited face. Good thing we've got SUPER NADESCO VISION so Roch can see it. ~There we go.~ ~Yup.~ (Goooo) (We are going!) (We be going! Goooing!) (You are not traveling the east yets) (Um. That was the direction we were alreadty moving, but!) * Katherine goes/continues east/northeast! * Katherine also broadcasts, ~Alright, we're closing in on our first cluster!~ <> <> * Katherine dashes towards the formation, lasers springing from her palm and left arm to strike out at the purples as she closes in! ~Let them have it!~ <> <> (Make.) * Katherine expertly strafe-dodges! <> (That too!) (I'm awesome.) (Roch probably won't be doing much.) (Roch hovers and is generally omnipotent?) (Yup.) (I have no weapons. I'm not going to punch something.) (RAWKEEET PUNCH.) <> <> * Katherine , having closed to melee range, gets to bring her deadliest weapons to bear. Oddly enough? They are one superspeedy fist and a followup swordstrike. Ow to them? (A punch and a called leg shot with teh sword.) <> * Katherine glanccs over the downed bodies, then says, ~Keep moving!~ Channelswitch. ~Any changes?~ <> (er.... how about we just close this over here?) (Since we're RUSHING to: COMBAT ZONE?) (Pretty much.) (And Ard is clearly dead.) <>