[ How is Hana doing? She's nursing a case of jitters from an ill-timed energy drink, but all else considering – she's on schedule. Her Matrix keeps eating away at the incoming fire, less concerned with the wane of its charge by now. If she was going to make a proper impact, she was going to really steal the show. Some things never change, huh?
It was a ticking timebomb, though. Even if she took lumbering steps to lead them back – to make Talon retreat block by block, she can't last forever. What she does us hop from side to side, wrangling them in like a damn Australian Shepard to sheep. ]
5 seconds and it's offense time.
[ Her native tongue rolls off like honey, speaking to herself as her fingers flick a few buttons on her command dash to bring the defense grid down. It welcomes a flurry of bullets impacting Meka – a siren flashing red inside of her cockpit to indicate the health of her rig. It was clearly not going to cause a horrible drain just yet, which is why she needed to do something else. With a slam forward of her joystick and repetitive thumbwork to the button resting at the top – the gatling energy-fueled guns begin to whir to life. Instead of Talon, she aims for the street – impacting only a few if they were dumb enough to step forward. Forces were retreating fast – and it takes only a bit of attention from Dick to make her break her concentration. Her comm lights up first: ]
You good?! They're retreating back - distance between them and you growing. I'm on cooldown, so – taking flight in 5.
[ She didn't want to risk chipping away at her shield, even if her bullets do a decent amount tearing into the ground and sending a few limping away with non-lethal injuries. Within 5 seconds, true to her words, Meka hops up and blasts upwards – she gains speed, leaving a blur of motion behind her before she ducks down in a loop. The momentum sends enough force to drive a division between the crowd and send them flying into the nearest buildings lining the street. ]
Aaaaand striiiike! Airborne and in motion. Am I doing a dive run 2.0 or you need a tag in?
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It was a ticking timebomb, though. Even if she took lumbering steps to lead them back – to make Talon retreat block by block, she can't last forever. What she does us hop from side to side, wrangling them in like a damn Australian Shepard to sheep. ]
5 seconds and it's offense time.
[ Her native tongue rolls off like honey, speaking to herself as her fingers flick a few buttons on her command dash to bring the defense grid down. It welcomes a flurry of bullets impacting Meka – a siren flashing red inside of her cockpit to indicate the health of her rig. It was clearly not going to cause a horrible drain just yet, which is why she needed to do something else. With a slam forward of her joystick and repetitive thumbwork to the button resting at the top – the gatling energy-fueled guns begin to whir to life. Instead of Talon, she aims for the street – impacting only a few if they were dumb enough to step forward. Forces were retreating fast – and it takes only a bit of attention from Dick to make her break her concentration. Her comm lights up first: ]
You good?! They're retreating back - distance between them and you growing. I'm on cooldown, so – taking flight in 5.
[ She didn't want to risk chipping away at her shield, even if her bullets do a decent amount tearing into the ground and sending a few limping away with non-lethal injuries. Within 5 seconds, true to her words, Meka hops up and blasts upwards – she gains speed, leaving a blur of motion behind her before she ducks down in a loop. The momentum sends enough force to drive a division between the crowd and send them flying into the nearest buildings lining the street. ]
Aaaaand striiiike! Airborne and in motion. Am I doing a dive run 2.0 or you need a tag in?