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[Chevaleresse]

Immanuel's phone began ringing, almost immediately after the clamor of their foes being slammed into the hangar doors died down.

[IntSys]

Spoiler: Level Up (click to show/hide)

Ranged: 4 -> 6 - Marina can fire more creative variants of energy projectiles such as an arcing lightning bolt (beyond just fireballs), allowing her to cover more grounds while dishing out significant explosive damage. Of course, all that can be further amplified by the power of wishes.
Close Quarters: 4 -> 6 - Marina's melee prowess is deceptively strong, contrary to her build. Her punches and kicks pack concussive explosions, with a trail of searing energy accompanying them. Again, she can wish to amplify these properties.
Mobility: 4 -> 6 - Marina's small build provides her great agility, and with a bit of training, she could now accelerate herself with ample handling using her own energy blasts as short thrusts. This further improves her airborne capabilities, should she wish for wings or other flight gears.
Defense: 5 -> 6 - Marina's defenses become even more solid, with improved shield efficiency allowing her to mitigate damage more easily. Once again, with wishes,
 she can add more to the table.

Shooting Star [5]: Marina summons a bright shooting star out of nowhere, crossing the skies in a snap. The star shines so brightly that it's still noticeable in broad daylight. Should her allies wish upon the star, she would be able to grant several wish simultaneously. When used again while the star's still crossing, the star can be aimed to crash upon enemies, leaving a splendid explosion in its wake.

"... Good job, team! A wonderful success!" Marina declared. "And now, we treat the wounded!... Miss whatsyournameagain? You could use some of this." She finally got to use the healing wand her uncle gave her. As it had turned out, she was anything but a healbot. One could say she got a bit greedy there with all the offensive moves she had pushed out. She smiled with glee at the thought, before she tilted the wand at the apparent film connoisseur, pouring restorative energy into her wounds.

[cronos5010]

Immanuel's phone began ringing, almost immediately after the clamor of their foes being slammed into the hangar doors died down.

Spoiler: Level Up (click to show/hide)

Ranged: 9> 11 - Immanuel wears a pair of spell storing gauntlets that both contain a total of 8 plasma bolt firing wands, thus allowing Immanuel to fire an almost excessive amount of eerily accurate and fast moving bolts at his enemies with the power of his mind...although they are neither self guiding or particularly powerful individually. But of course when he needs the additional fire power he could simply rely on the excessively high powered shoulder mounted railgun that he can construct with the use of his hyper. Although rather unfortunately it is a cumbersome and hard to aim weapon that takes a while to reload. His requiem allows him to temporarily enchant other people and their equipment from a distance. (TBD)

Close Quarters: 0>1 - While Immanuel's belt of Vaguely Enhanced Strength does in fact provides him with the strength of five men, he had neglected to actually specify which five men when he created them. This ended up screwing him over when he ended up creating a belt that provided him with the strength of five heroes of myth and legend, who of course, by being virtue of existing in myth and legend, are living men no longer. With a little bit of impromptu hand to hand training with his grandfather, Immanuel has learned the much valued art of 'Not allowing people who get up close to gain control of where your powerful ranged weapons are aiming by literally just grabbing your wrists".

Mobility: 5>6 - Immanuel can fly thanks to his Iron Sabatons of inexplicably fire based flight after he accidentally set fire to one of the rather expensive and rather hard to replace ingredients required to create a pair of Winged Boots of flight when creating it. This works out about as well as you can expect it to when it comes to straight line speed and rapid increases in altitude. Although it leaves a lot to be desired when it comes to actually maneuvering the damn thing. Which is why he enchanted a dark blue cloak to allow him to actually gain some more measure of control over where he is actually going.

Defense: 5>6 - Immanuel's heavily enchanted set of gothic full plate armor and his fireproof cloak of maneuverability allows him to take hits that would completely and utterly destroy a much lesser man. Although in the end of the day he is in fact just a ridiculous man in a rather heavy set of armor when it comes to durability. He can also use his magic to quickly form a small directional force field to try and mitigate the damage dealt by the blow.

Figuring that it would be wise to not comment on how Sasha's was a hairsbreadth away from turning him into an exploded can of chunky salsa until she was at least back inside of the plane. Immanuel slowly tried his best to fish out his almost miraculously intact phone (he would have to look into enchanting it for durability or obtaining some form of magical communicative device...or both) from the pocket that is conveniently located somewhere underneath his plate armor, and he gently removed his left gauntlet to answer the phone before he tried his best to slide it inside of his helmet without breaking anything. He had a slightly annoyed tone on his voice when he rather quietly said "I am sort of in the middle of something right now, who is this?".

[Chevaleresse]

A familiar voice seemed to cut through the noise despite the distortion of the phone, and the fact that the woman on the other end was speaking at a perfectly normal tone. (Her voice was actually rather soft, all things considered, only adding to the strangeness of the effect.) "Oh, I just wanted to thank you and Sasha for your help. Tor's death here would have been. . . inconvenient. The samples you left behind were excellent as well."

If Immanuel were to glance at the hangar door, he might notice something. Or, rather, a lack of something; one of the exoskeletons and its associated contents had seemingly vanished into thin air.

[cronos5010]

A familiar voice seemed to cut through the noise despite the distortion of the phone, and the fact that the woman on the other end was speaking at a perfectly normal tone. (Her voice was actually rather soft, all things considered, only adding to the strangeness of the effect.) "Oh, I just wanted to thank you and Sasha for your help. Tor's death here would have been. . . inconvenient. The samples you left behind were excellent as well."

If Immanuel were to glance at the hangar door, he might notice something. Or, rather, a lack of something; one of the exoskeletons and its associated contents had seemingly vanished into thin air.

"Well I must admit that it was glad to be of service; even though the person we were supposed to protect didn't seem as if they needed our help that much." He noticed that one of the remains of the people they fought earlier were gone as he turned around slightly to stare at whatever was left of the plane's tail, "Although I hope that fighting unliving assassins in the middle of a cramped cockpit won't be a regular occurence, especially if we have to pay for the repairs after all is said and done."

[Chevaleresse]

"Don't fret about that, I can ensure that it will be taken care of. Ideally, any future altercations will take place in less. . . volatile environments. These likely won't be the last foes you face; there are more than just these so-called "emperors" in search of those cards.

Oh, and do beware of strange birds. They can be ever so irritating."

[Empiricist]

Chapter 1 - Chaos

Touchdown, well, something like it. Flight 007 wasn't exactly in much a condition to land so it just gets unceremoniously dumped just out of the way. Clean-up will be a bitch, but that's not your problem, your problems are currently sprawled out in the grass tangled amidst a pile of debris that was once the tail of your plane. The evacuation was orderly, flight staff helping passengers off under the watchful eye of the responding team. There's two of them, a man with a hunting rifle, and what appears to be an office lady.

Sasha, you recognize the man as Aaron Pierce. He's currently talking to thin air, likely an AI. He waves towards you and Tor.

[cronos5010]

After the plane had landed, and much after he heard his apparent contact inexplicably segue into telling him to be wary of strange birds; Immanuel confidently walked outside of the large hole that used to be the tail of the plane inside of his suit of armor he quickly spotted a slightly threatening looking man with a hunting rifle talking to what was probably an AI and a woman who is almost suspiciously normal looking helping out with the evacuations. He then decided to turn around and walked back inside of the plane and leave through the emergency exit located near the wings outside of his armor instead, as he just...didn't want to deal with this right now thank you. He then straightened out his suit a little before he sends a text to Marina that said , "I'll meet you near the nose of the plane."

[Zetaark]

Dusting herself off a bit after her earlier stunt, Sasha looks to the massive hole in the tail of the plane, briefly wondering if she'd get called in to repair that later. Probably not, since she didn't do plane repairs that often, but stranger things happened. As she disembarked, she spotted a familiar face waving to her.

"What brings you over here Aaron? If this is about car repairs, its probably better to just leave a message you know?" she jokes, figuring that he probably didn't come all this way to ask for repairs. "So, what will it be?"

[Empiricist]

Sasha
"Well I just so happened to be in the neighborhood..." He grins before glancing over at the construct-turned-art-installation "This is about Tor isn't it? Assassination attempt? Duel that his foe started losing? How'd you end up on the plane? You weren't sneaking off on a surprise vacation were you now?"

Immanuel
The lady glances quizzically and rather anxiously at you, lightly tugging on Aaron's sleeve though not saying anything.

[Zetaark]

"If I wanted a vacation, I'd go drive around a bit until I was satisfied. Nah, I got called in to deal with the assassination attempt for whatever reason. Good news, Tor is fine, bad news, plane not so much," she replies sheepishly, rubbing her head just a bit. "The guys sent in to do the job were honestly pretty garbage at it, duels or otherwise, but it seems that those exoskeleton things they had on were definitely made for combat. Though maybe too well, since the guys inside probably died long before the suits got disabled," she replies with a stern face, recalling the sight of the caller she was facing and how the blood just dripped from his arm.

"So what about you then? Are you an acquaintance of Tor, or were you called in to deal with the aftermath?

[Empiricist]

Sasha
"Funny, I was going to ask you the same questions, but nah, clean up, turns out you can't have a gunfight aboard a plane without drawing a bit of attention. Thought it was a hijacking or something, so we were gonna out Hanako here" He nods at the office lady who seems to almost flinch the attention "through her paces, but well, next thing you know we get reports of a decomp and that little ship suddenly appeared. You planning on having a look at that exo? Or should I pass it over to one of the Foundry guys and phone you back with the results?"

[Zetaark]

"Yeah, things got a bit...messy up there for a while," Sasha responds, not bothering to mention that she was involved with the hole in the tail in the plane or the reason for it. She then took her attention to the woman next to Aaron. "So then, Hanako's one of the newbies you're training?" she asks before discussing the exoskeleton. "As for the exoskeleton, I might want to have a look through it. Mainly to figure out what the heck makes that thing do what it does. Though if you want, I can send it over to them once I'm done so they can do their own investigations. How does that sound?

[Empiricist]

Sasha
"Yeah, Awakened only a few days ago. And sure that works, do you want us to gift wrap it for you or anything? Get rid of the body first. Or are you fine with doing that yourself."

[Zetaark]

"As much as I don't want to take the time to clean out the thing myself, it would probably be better for me to see how that thing even fits in with the body. So just send the thing to me as is," Sasha replies. For once her two primary professions get to see some use, even if the situation is a bit strange.