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[cronos5010]

Immanuel slowly but surely donned his entire suit of full plate armor as he walked towards Sasha and Marina as they waited on the mechanic's motorcycle, ,and the pieces of his helmet materialized and flew towards his head to attach with each other with an uncomfortable sounding clanking sound when he finally got to the motorcycle itself. He then leaned down to pick up the boombox he had made earlier and slung it on his shoulders in a way that caused the boombox to rest neatly on his chest with its speakers pointing outwards. After he did that he would gingerly take a seat on the back of the motorcycle before he leaned slightly to the side to get a better look at the ever so distant ramp they had placed at the end of the runway, and he said. "Are you ready?".

[Zetaark]

"Give me the all clear and we're off," Sasha responds with a smile, revving the bike once. Her guns and toolbox were on hand just in case she needed them, which was fairly likely. She usually didn't have passengers for her high-speed endeavors, but provided none of them fell off, it should work out.

[IntSys]

Marina was given a healing wand of some sort by her uncle, which she didn't oppose at all, though it wasn't like she could only be a healbot. She had left her bag at home, as it wasn't the best idea to fly through the air with extra baggage.

She sat on the motorcycle, somewhat nervous. She had granted herself extra vital capacity as well as extra heat, all to make the horrific stunt less unbearable. It wasn't like she would let herself die so easily by falling from the sky, but it was the experience that was scary.

"I'm ready!" She responded, giving the last confirmation needed for 'takeoff'.

[cronos5010]

Marina was given a healing wand of some sort by her uncle, which she didn't oppose at all, though it wasn't like she could only be a healbot. She had left her bag at home, as it wasn't the best idea to fly through the air with extra baggage.

She sat on the motorcycle, somewhat nervous. She had granted herself extra vital capacity as well as extra heat, all to make the horrific stunt less unbearable. It wasn't like she would let herself die so easily by falling from the sky, but it was the experience that was scary.

"I'm ready!" She responded, giving the last confirmation needed for 'takeoff'.

Immanuel gave Marina a thumbs up before he pointed straight at the sky somewhere beyond the ramp and said "All clear!".

[Zetaark]

"Alright. Hold on and try not to pass out. Lets GO!" Sasha yells before going full throttle towards the ramp. As the bike got closer and closer to the ramp, the group suddenly wound up back at the starting position, though the riders would note that not only were they still going as fast as before, but continued accelerating. This continued for a few more cycles, after which they finally launched off the ramp at dizzying speeds. With the modifications made prior, her bike could now maintain an altitude, leading to the trio to be on a bike headed upwards towards the target area.

[Empiricist]

Faznie
Out of the plane's bathroom two figures emerge, and by the looks of it they were't just there to join the mile high club. They're dressed in what resemble ghillie suits spun from pellucid fibers and entangling around their forms like some sort of glassy hedge, twisting and shattering the image of the people beneath and the "generic aircraft hijacker" attire they wear beneath. As they they cross the threshold, the tangled carapaces stain with reflections of the cabin around them, becoming animate compositions of plastic and aluminium, carpet and wiring. Across their forearms extend flat panels fanning along the curvature of their arms and a deck of cards laid face down.

Their voices call out echoing and distorted within their suits as they place down their cards in unison. The one in front placing down two, the one behind placing down one.

"I summon Neo Gladiator Riot Murmillo."
Phasing into existence is some sort of futuristic riot cop clad in powered armor, their clear riot shield tinged with silver, their shotgun at the ready.

"I summon Precognitive Servitor."
The next entity is small cephalopod-like construct with mechanical tendrils extending from the floating crystal ball it has for a body.

Now your fellow passengers weren't too concerned the two first showed up, ordinary people tend to come up with their own little explanations for this kinda thing after all, but, they changes after the summonings. As the cabin erupts into screams, you note that it's probably because no matter what their explanation for "they summoned a dude with a gun" is, it still does include the whole "dude with a gun in the middle of a plane" bit.

Tor
You awaken to the sound of screaming, the cabin in hysterics and the sound of fellow passengers clambering for cover. Moving down the aisle are two figures clad in peculiar ghillie suits, portable tabletops deployed and the monster cards they've deployed. Yamada's cronies, no doubt. They're here for you, probably still sore over your victory, still looking to get even, or at the very least claim your card. The suits, those you don't recognize, if you had to guess they're probably something they stole or something gifted to them from less than savory benefactors, just another way to stack the odds in their favor.

[TCM]

"Furthermore-, oh shit." Faznie's rant was interrupted by the appearance of two bodies from the bathroom bringing in a couple extra figures into the plane, one of which was carrying a shotgun. She was more worried about the floating squid thing, because guys in riot armor and shotguns were old hat, maybe not in Sendo City, but definitely to anyone that paid attention to the news. When would Crete finally regain its Independence? Anyways, there's a dude with a gun here, but also a floating squid, which was not a typical sight for anyone working outside of aero-marine biology. This would make some good first hand documentary footage, so Faznie pulled the Goddard out from under her seat, placed it against her shoulder and began to record. Faznie discreetly narrated the situation as she zoomed into the new entries, "British Arilines, Flight BA007, and we're being hijacked by some backwoods paintball playing Russians, that's what they look like anyways. They're using some kind of playing cards to summon up more things, so let's keep an eye on them." Besides recording, Faznie doesn't do anything immediate or attention drawing, though if things turn south fast the Goddard is her best defense. The instructional videos say do what the scary men say so everyone can live. Unless they say everyone's gonna' die, at which point the plan requires some readjustment.

[DragonRage]

"Oh for-  Not you guys again!" Tor groans, deploying his own portable tabletop and drawing a hand with practiced ease, "Do you seriously not have anything better to do than this?  Ugh, fine.  I summon Axe Rager and use the maneuver 'Lil Stimmie' to send him into a frenzy!"  As Tor reveals his cards, a hulking, hirsute man clad in light body armor and carrying a double-headed axe with glowing edges appears before him.  Then, a syringe of some clear fluid appears and injects itself into the paramilitary berserker's shoulder.  Eyes glowing with fury, the summon charges forward, screaming incoherently, and attempts to bury his axe into the squid-bot's face.  "When Axe Rager is the target of a 'combat stimulant' maneuver, his attack power increases tremendously!  Oh, and I set a face-down card."

Tor sets 'AP Mines', a trap card triggered by enemy attacks.  The first ground-bound enemy to attack him or a civilian activates the trap, and the mines stun their victim for a turn with a powerful taser charge.

[Empiricist]

Well, to the surprise of no one, the attack gets intercepted. What may be a little more surprising is that it is intercepted by the dude in front hurling themselves into the path of the roided up berserker. The impact sends them flying a few feet backwards, crashing into a set of seats and skidding to a halt. It hurt, though not as much as it should have, probably thanks to that armor.

"Oh you're find we aren't like the other guys..."
"I sacrifice Precognitive Servitor to draw a maneuver!"

The monster card shudders and implodes, wisps of smoke streaming from its fading form and into its Card Caller B's hands, congealing into another card. At this point, Card Caller A just starts barreling down the aisle towards you with Riot Murmillo leading the way, front shield raised. The guy's going for a punch, like they're not playing a card or anything they're just going to try and beat the shit out of you

"Neo Gladiator Shock Retiarius!"

Behind them another soldier begins to take form, lightly armored, with an electrified net and some sort of futuristic trident, though, seeing as their master's about to crash into a minefield, that summoning isn't going to be happening in a hurry.

Spoiler: World Lines (click to show/hide)

Faznie
Status: Fine
World Line: 1 2 4 5 5 3 5 6 6 2
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 3

Tor
Status: Fine (LP-wise), AP Mines, Combat Stimmed Aex Rager
World Line: 4 5 3 2 2 5 2 3 5 6
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 3

Card Caller A
Status: Somewhat hurt (LP-wise), unsteady, 1 Trap Card, Neo Gladiator Riot Murmillo

Card Caller B
Status: Fine (LP-wise), Precognitive Servitor

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

This will be Turn 1. The interception team will arrive at the beginning of Turn 3, though they'll be outside of the plane then and need to choose where to breach.

[TCM]

"This is looking worse than your run of the mill disgruntled underwear bomber, these guys are serious." With the fate of the flight now hanging in the balance of this spontaneous fight, Faznie gets involved. "The documentarist isn't supposed to get involved with their subjects, but the French had Cinéma vérité for a reason." Since everyone is content with summoning creatures from the abyss, Faznie throws her own familiars into the mix. The question is who to bring. Golem and The Lagoon Thing would be too bulky to fit within the narrow dimensions of the plane, and Skitters would have a hard time navigating in the crowded seats. She's going to have to call up someone leaner.

"Obviously, The Specter of the 8th Ward!" Faznie projects the Goddard on a section of wall directly behind Card Caller B. A swirling violet purple, pulsating with another dimension's malignant energy, appears on the wall. The portal starts out the size of a thimble, but within seconds swells to the proportions of a door or a large window. From within emerges a lanky humanoid, standing around six and half feet tall with am emaciated torso and elongated, spindly limbs. Its pale, loose flesh is almost entirely covered in old bandages stained with blood and pus. It lacks fingers or toes, those digits have been replaced with animalistic claws, each one about a foot long. Its bulging eyes are entirely red, and the teeth within its lip-less maw are all sharpened. Mouth agape with a pained guttural groan, it focuses in on Card Caller B. And then the shrieking begins.

They Come! summons "The Specter of the 8th Ward" to viciously cut up Card Caller B.

[World Line: 1 2 (4) 5 5 3 5 6 6 2]

[DragonRage]

"I summon Veteran Guardsman, and direct him to defend me!" Tor decides, another card bringing in a grizzled, scarred techno-Viking equipped with a shortsword and a large, round shield painted with a boar's head.  "My maneuver this turn will be Electromagnetic Pulse!  Say goodbye to your tech units this turn!"  Electromagnetic Pulse disables target enemy's tech-based units for 1 round; he aims it at Caller A.  Tor then sets the trap card 'Data Raid'.  Data Raid activates whenever an enemy would draw extra cards, preventing them from drawing those cards.  Then, Tor gets to draw a card for each draw prevented in this way.  Axe Rager goes for the closest enemy.  He's not exactly great at strategy, or anything involving rational thought.

[Empiricist]

Spoiler: Rolls (click to show/hide)

Faznie: 1, Hyper[4]
Tor: 4

Card Caller A: 4
Card Caller B: 4

Well, right off the bat A barrels straight into a goddamn minefield, their armor briefly sparking with current as their charge turns more into an uncontrolled tumble straight into the newly summoned Veteran Guardsman's shield before receiving an axe to the back of the head of their troubles. If it weren't for the portable tabletop, you'd be fairly certain they'd be pretty badly concussed if not just headless.

"I summon another Precognitive Servitor and cast Drone Stri-"

Before B can actually finish playing Drone Strike, what appears to be the living, breathing equivalent of a discarded syringe leaps out of a portal and begins clawing at the guy. Claws, teeth, and hepatitis shouldn't actually be too effective against a foe enclosed in armor, but judging by their flailing and shouting the armor doesn't fully protect their lifepoints, and perhaps more importantly, makes it much harder to actually play a card.

So now there's this monster that popped out of nowhere clawing at B, the Servitor is trying to constrict and strangle said monster with its tendrils, and A is reaching to reveal a trap card with the Murmillo thrusting its shield in the general direction of the berserker's axe in a bid to buy its master time.

Spoiler: Worldlines (click to show/hide)

Faznie
Status: Fine
World Line: 2 5 5 3 5 6 6 2 6 5
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 3

Tor
Status: Fine (LP-wise), Data Raid, Combat Stimmed Aex Rager, Veteran Guardsman
World Line: 5 3 2 2 5 2 3 5 6 3
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 3

Card Caller A
Status: Hurt (LP-wise), sprawled on the floor, 1 Trap Card, Neo Gladiator Riot Murmillo

Card Caller B
Status: Somewhat hurt (LP-wise), Precognitive Servitor, has Drone Strike in their hand though having trouble actually casting it

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Right now the Card Callers have no idea who the hell is actually attacking them or how the attacks work, which will make it that much harder for them to protect themselves.

[TCM]

Faznie watches as The Specter of the 8th Ward tries to carve into Card Captor B just like Charles Myer carved his name into the history of Minneapolis as one of the city's finest mayors in the city's illustrious and storied history. She reclines back into her seat, putting the Goddard down onto her lap to enjoy the show, "Great work. Need a snack to really enjoy this.
 Hm..." Faznie spies some leftover food on the tray of the businessman sitting to her left.

Discreetly obtained leftwards bag of Cracker Jacks.

[World Line: 1 2 5 5 3 5 6 6 2]

[DragonRage]

"You're exactly like the other guys," Tor mutters, quickly drawing his cards for the turn.  "Until Folkvangr!  Ascend, my monsters!"  Axe Rager and Veteran Guardsman turn insubstantial and rise toward the heavens cloaked in light.  They've both seen battle, which means it's time to ramp things up a notch.  "Honorbound Einherjar Baldr!  Get that guy!"  A towering, heavily armored warrior carrying an equally huge shield and a sword with dully glowing edges appears in front of Tor, and points the tip of his blade at Caller A.  A glowing corridor lined with nordic runes appears around them, locking the caller and his monsters in with Baldr.  "No maneuver or trap may interfere with Baldr's fights.  Nor may more than one opposing monster at a time, or any allied monsters!"  The hulking summon sets his shield before him and starts advancing, his armor making hydraulic hisses as he walks.  Just in case these guys are more competent than they look, though, Tor also sets a trap card, 'Appear Unguarded'.  By choosing not to summon a monster normally, he can call one in response to the next attack, maneuver, or trap aimed at his face to take the hit and defend him.  And he's got a 'Rune Sage Enchanter' in his hand.  Not the best blocker (it mostly makes maneuver cards better), but it's what he's got.

[Empiricist]

Spoiler: Rolls (click to show/hide)

Faznie: 2
Tor: 5, Hyper[3]

Card Caller A: 4, Hyper[3]
Card Caller B: 3

British Airways Flight 007
Caller A scrambles backwards, tossing aside the trap card without even activating it. Reactive Armor, heh. "Tch. We'll see about that." Shoving Riot Murmillo aside they grab its shield and in their free hand crackling green energy coalesces into the form of a blade. That's... not a card. With a snarl they lunge forwards aiming for a low sideways sweep on Honorbound Baldr, using the riot shield to try and glance away their foe's sword. "Come here big guy, let's see how tough you are..."

The Riot Murmillo shoves a couple across onto the aisle, steadying its shotgun on seats as it tries to steady a shot on your center of mass.

Meanwhile the little brawl between the cybersquid, the B-movie monster, and the armored asshole continues, looking mostly about even until B succeeds in knee-capping the Specter with an energy beam, which while not quite putting it down does buy them time to disengage and start shouting. "Who did that? Come out! Come out or I start shooting!" Spheres of green energy coalesce around them, shuddering as it trying to escape, trying to let loose upon the passengers.

Elsewhere
A scarlet streak screams through the sky, barreling towards flight 007 more rocket than bike at this point. Hanging on for dear life, the rising sun behind their back, a trio of figures, not quite random civilians but not many cuts above it either prepare for insertion.

You don't know quite where the guy's sitting, you don't quite know what you're fighting, but you do see something. Something barely visible, barely noticeable, masked by distance and the morning glare, something easy to miss but which you do not miss - faint unearthly light emanating from some the windows, faint but blooming, small but growing, growing by the second as you approach - runes, runes, and brief flash of green.

Prepare to breach.

Spoiler: Worldlines (click to show/hide)

Faznie
Status: Fine, Enjoying the taste of Cracker Jacks™
World Line: 5 5 3 5 6 6 2 6 5 1
Alterations: 4
Resolve: 3

Immanuel
Status: Fine
World Line: 1 4 5 5 1 4 4 5 5 6
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 3

Marina
Status: Fine
World Line: 1 4 3 4 6 2 6 3 6 6
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 3

Sasha
Status: Fine
World Line: 4 6 2 2 3 6 5 4 4 2
Alterations: 3
Resolve: 3

Tor
Status: Fine (LP-wise), Data Raid, Appear Unguarded, Honorbound Einherjar Baldr, has Rune Sage Enchanter in their hand
World Line: 5 3 2 2 5 2 3 5 6 3
Alterations: 4
Resolve: 3

Card Caller A
Status: Hurt (LP-wise), Neo Gladiator Riot Murmillo

Card Caller B
Status:  Hurt (LP-wise), Precognitive Servitor, has Drone Strike in their hand

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)