Thread: Fight the power!!!(Razgriz and I)

Elsewhere Deep within a large cavernous complex sat a Gunman of massive proportions holes in its armor the size of the fists on its 'arms' surrounding the control bridge still remained, and dents covered just as much area. One of the legs that allowed it motion was heavily damaged, and the blade which tipped the bow of the deck was completely broken off, leaving only a jagged stub. Humans and Beastmen worked on fixing as much damage as they could, having found spare metal and parts from scavenging missions of old battlefields. Needless to say, the Battle of Teppelin left much more than just physical damage to their home many lives were lost that day. On both sides. And despite their valiant efforts, they were defeated and forced to run. Live to fight another day, as a wise man once said. Something that Simon , leader of Team Gurren, kept in mind as he stood on the bridge of the ship. Thanks to some advice from a friend, they'd spent the better part of seven years digging a massive labyrinth of tunnels and caves they decided to stick underground, and use the thick rock to block as much of a radar signal as possible. Simon just seemed to watch the tunnels it certainly wasn't an ideal setup, but it was the best they could do. Their current location had only two points of entry One mainly was to be able to funnel any enemy forces through a single line, and the other would serve as an emergency exit point should things get too out of control. Soon enough though, a large man - his body covered in simplistic armor, and his arms wrapped in thick bandages - approached and stood next to the leader, auto rifle in hand. I'm guessing they fell for the trap. Just like you said they would. Simon commented to him, to which the man replied dryly Seems that way though they could have easily avoided it. Giving a sigh, he then added, It might not be much and I know it was not an easy decision to make, but we needed to throw them off our trail. I want to thank you for trusting me. Simon grinned, Hey, that's what friends do, right? Besides, nice to see that you mellowed out for a change, Exodus. Exodus glared at Simon, his golden hues narrowing as he stated I asked you not to call me that anymore. You know what that name means to me. Simon's face softened it was true, that name did carry more scars than most might ever want to admit. Sorry. You were called that for so long it's still kind of a habit. the digger replied, to which the man added with a smirk, True. Still, Irula is the name I was given. Even if it was by that bastard. Like Nia, he too was 'thrown away' as the journey had revealed to him apparently the King didn't like it when his children asked too many questions. However, there seemed to be no 'mass grave' for the princes even now Irula wondered what happened to his sons. Regardless, Genome liked him even less when Simon and Nia broke the mental conditioning Adiane forced on him as part of her twisted experiments to weaponize the humans against their own brethren last he'd heard, the remaining enemy forces were to kill him on sight instead of trying to capture him alive like they had before. Finally, Simon broke the silence and asked, Wonder how Yoko and Kittan are doing they should be back soon right? Irula shrugged, Don't know. I just hope he's not being too much of a handful, though I can understand his pain all too well. Simon nodded just as Irula's story had been gruesome, Kittan suffered a terrible loss of his own His three sisters, the only real family he had left on this world, were taken from him just like that. The blond-haired man pretended that he'd accepted what had happened, but everyone could see he was still shaken by it even after all this time. Even still, he had yet to do anything rash, and so far he seemed to be alright.