Thread: Two against Two billion.

I'll see what I can do, you know I'm not perfect with advanced computers, best I've got is my inbuilt shit. he sighed and shrugged making a motion with his hand and the Holograph closed They're a perfect way to interface with my ship, how's your crew doing? he walked over to the main screen and started typing. after a moment he turned away and rolled his sholders allright c'mon he started walking Vance, assumeing this is what I think it is a full frontal strike like we normaly do isn't going to work unless its on the ground. we need to get in to the core systems and punch a hole in the AI so big that even the regenerative metal won't work, he rubbed his eyebrows and kept walking, anyone who got in the way got shoved to the side. .... shiro opend his mouth, paused, then spun on the spot, Put that back in the lab! he thundered at one of Vance's crew who was holding a glass of glowing, bubbling a green-pink liquid. after scareing the hell out the crewmember and re-apropriating the liquid, which he identified as the nucleic acid, used to energize the metal of the ship. bloody hell. Selina, activate security systems for apropriate autrarization, code..... he paused and tapped a few floating blue keys, projected by the ship. alpha Vance seven he smiled and winked at Vance easier to remember he explained and hung a right in to a blue door. Once inside Shiro collapsed on to his bed, His room was a cross between a half lived in bedroom, a mechanics workshop and a holo-projection suite. sorry for the bomb site, I use the holoprojection units to provide blueprints and I'm prone to falling asleep mid project. right. he sighed and then stood back up. your port's in the same place? he asked his right arm unfolding smoothly, metal panels spinning round and locking back and in to place, revealing his hand to be a multi-interface system. like the upgrades? I can't remember half of them till I need them he glanced at a half built project on the table, it looked like a cross but looked about the same hight as Ren's shoulder and had a ton of different weapons spread about it need to finish that. he said to himself right lets see, what do you want me to do. he then sat back down sorry, I'm just in a bad mood. he closed his eyes and shrugged his coat of, slowly, very slowly, starting only with the lightest of embers, then a trickle of smoke, then a slight flicker of a flame, growing stedily in to a roaring inferno along his non-mechanical arm, his hair floated up from the heat, opening his eyes they were blazeing red pits of fire, two twin gates in to hell. along the link between his augmented arm and real chest lines of silver appeared, these ran like murcury down his arm, pooling along it and exploding out in to formed blades creating a set of lethal edges all down his arm. he glanced at vance and he let out one long breath, I am going to make sure that each one of those bastards is obliterated one, by fucking one. he said, his perfectly level voice seeming out of place, as Vance or anyone who know Ren well enough knew that either Kuro had just been close to mortaly wounded and was about to go planet-vaporizer. or something big had just gone down. the flames around his arm faded and then he glanced at his right arm. rubbing the sholder he sighed soon, very soon. he said and slammed his fist in to the wall, denting it. Selena just updated me. they've struck again, a different ship, or another part it seems. but they came from under the galaxy he pulled up a gelatic map. he looked away from Vance they struck here he pointed to a small star cluster close to the center they took draconis prime. he said simply. A breif history of Ren's 'race' as it stands, they were found, like all other Kehildron, but being airborne the were one of the first to take to the stars. they found planets perfect for there inhabitance, the biggest was named 'Draconis Prime' and labled a sanctuarry, meaning all buildings had to be Eco-friendly and built underground, and minimal impact on the environmet was to be made at all times, it was haven for the Draconic races, huge mountines, open feilds and warm seas. this was to be Ren's birthplace, his mother had never left the planet, and he was given up when only two years, not even aware of what was happening, so it came to be. Kuro grew up without pearents or family, he wasn't hurt by this, he learnt how to block of all emotions, and lost all understanding of what it ment to 'feel' he didn't understand 'love,' or 'compassion' nor did he understand 'hate,' or 'anger' he found them unusal intrests of other beings, then he found Draconis prime, he found a family, by this time he was augmented and a warrior, so he only stayed to understand, and he'd opend up, he'd began to 'feel' for the first time he found beauty in the butterfly, for the first time he understood why people just lie in the grass and watch the sky, he'd spent a entire year atop a mountain just feeling, but then he'd gone back to war, but changed, he always faught alone and never put anyone else in danger they couldn't get out of. he still had a cold and sharp edge, just backed by a different force. this was ten years ago now. he knew his mother would never leave. for that was where his fathers grave was. his entire race, with the exeption of those in space and on the lesser colony's about a tiny percentage of 2 billion were left. out of the previous 20 billion only one tenth of that lived. Vance. he said softly. get your best equipment ready, We go to war. he turned away, his right hand shifting back to normal, the blades not disapearing though. I'm going to see if I can get in contact with HQ and get any prototypes.