Battle Angel RPG

[JazzBuddah]

The man didn't move but simply looked from Chop to Dark. "I have been decieved before. People with good intentions do not come bearing deadly weapons." He then stroked his beard. "I suppose I could chose to believe you but I know The Factory and I know hunters. You all fight without honor, disciplen or a true knowledge of who you are or where you came from." At that moment paper shot out from the large book and whirl-winded around him until it created a sphere. Chop analization was finally complete and he looked at Dark.

"That paper is laced with nano-machines that he's manipulating using a nerual connection. Don't underestimate him." Suddenly out of the sphere came three buzz saws made from folded paper. Two at Chop and one at Dark. Lifting both of his hammer he used the shield transformation to turn the hammers head into large armored disks. Both hammers caught the saws but each embedded themselves into the metallic material. After blocking he looked back to Dark as the buzz-saw approached her aimed for her throat."

[Reaper]

Dark was a bit destructed by what Chop had said, and when she pulled her wings out to wrap them in front of her like a shield it was a moment to late. The saw struck the edge of the wing causing her to turn away and as she stepped to the side the shift of her wings cause the saw to bounce off the wing, and shift down ward. She felt the blade cut deeply across her chest. The saw going from her right shoulder down to her left side cutting through both close and skin as it went. Dark cried out as her movement ended with her hitting the ground.

As her wings retracted she laid there gripping her chest as best as she could to stop the bleeding, but part were deep and she only had two hands. "This is why I don't mess with books . . ." she panted slightly as she looked up at the Professor. She shifted as best as she could to climb to her feet. "Paper cuts suck big time," she said with a slight grin. She removed her halberd and used it to help her stand up. "Professor where hunters. Do you really thing we would come here unarmed especially with who knows how many more hunters after your head. They want the bounty, and we could care less," she said a bit breathlessly as she continued to hold her chest with her free hand..

[JazzBuddah]

Chop knew he could take the old man out without any problem, but that wasn't what they were here for. Ripping the stars off the hammers he remembered yet another augment that he had installed. "Dark. I know your tired but I think I have the answer." He muttered so only she could here. "Just keep him busy. You look about ready to use a limit break. I wouldn't use the lightning though, his paper would deflect it. Just draw his attention and leave the rest to me." Just as he said this the old man shot piked paper cannon balls at him. Chop contracted his body into a perfect sphere and rolled away at full speed barely missing each paper ball which exploded upon impact.

"It amazing what only a few chemicals and air pressure can do." He then stepped forward opening to a page after which he placed a finger on one of the edges. "It's time for me to leaves." Soon the paper completely covered him and continued to build into the air. As the pieces folded over one another concieling the old man a giant floating paper dragon soon hovered in front of Dark. Without waiting a single moment it lunged at her with an open mouth.

[Reaper]

"Tired isn't the word," she growled slightly as she tried her best to straighten up. She looked at the dragon as it started to form. She pulled up her halberd and shifted her footing. She wasn't planning on using her 'Thunderbolt' attack. She highly doubted she could jump into the air to preform the attack well enough to cover a good range, and Chop was right it would either be absorbed or reflected off of his paper. Instead there was one other limit break she could pull. Spinning her halberd in the air she stepped back a bit flinching from the pain. She grinned slightly as the dragon charged toward her. "Earthquake," she called out as she brought the blade down striking the ground hard.

She ground shook and broke apart, a section of the ground breaking to the point it rose up into the air proving a shield and providing a rather hard stopping point for the paper dragon. Dark grinned slightly as she collapse to the ground gripping her chest, blood dripping from her fingers. She panted heavily as she looked around for Chop hoping he was making his move. Still she tried her best to hold her weapon at the ready encase the professor broke through.

[JazzBuddah]

As the stone shot up the paper dragon almost ran straight into it. At the last minute it tilted its wings and pulled back. "That'll just about do it." Chop said connecting his hammers. "Sonic Blast!" He cried out holding the connected hammers like a cannon. A sound wave shot out of the base of the hammer hitting the dragon causing the papers to scatter and the old man to fall to the ground. Disoriented the old man didn't move. Detatching the hammers he pressed a button ejecting the sonic innards leaving only two empty barrels. Once to the old man he encircled the old man with the hollow hammer and then after pressing a button the barrel filled with foam entrapping him.

"That should hold you." He then sighed. "We want to copy the books you found before the Factory gets here and burns the place down which should be in only a matter on minutes. Tell us which ones are important and we can save them before they are destroyed." Overly tired, the old man was in no position to object. "There are four books bound in purple died leather on the broken piano. That's what they want." Chop then tossed Dark the scanner.

"Copy the books and hury. After you scan those get as many as you can until you get the signal from me that the factory is here alright." Chop then sighed opening a compartment at his side. Pulling out a syringe he looked at the old man. "I'm sorry for this." Before the professor could reply he had injected him in the neck and the old man was out cold. Pressing another button on his hammer, two blades closed on the top severing the mans head. After the deed was done he placed it into a stasis container.

[Reaper]

With the use of her halberd Dark stood up and moved into the library. It didn't take her to long before she found the four books she needed. Pulling out the scanner she sat it down on the piano. Wiping the blood from her hands onto her skirt she then started to scan the four books. It was taking longer than she wanted, and she didn't know if she was going to be able to get many more of them. Still she continued to scan them, and once she finished with the four main books she moved to the shelfs scanning threw them to see if any of them were more important than the next. She picked out a few and started scanning them. With a short static sound over the radio she knew that it was time to call it.

Dark hid the scanner within her armor and started making her way out of the building. As she exited she put her halberd on her back, and moved over to Chop. She could see in the distance the vehicles belonging to the factory. "It doesn't take them long to move," she said slightly. She brought her hand up to her chest before letting out a painful sigh. She bit her lip as she tried her best to keep her composure. Though she was finding it quite hard along with the frequent dizzy spells she was continuing to get from the loss of blood.

[NotAvailable]

((Sorry I disappeared. I had a buncha crap on my plate. Alot of stuff going on right now. I'll be back in full swing soon I hope. Thanks for not killing me off... >_> ))

[JazzBuddah]

Chop looked at Dark concerned. "Lift up your arms." He said. When she did he placed a hand over her and a medical bandage was dispenced from a hidden compartment in his wrist. "It's only temporary but should keep you upright until we get you proper care." Chop grimmaced as three clean steel vans pulled out. From two of them squads with flame throwers jogged out and immediately began to burn down the place. From the middle van men in well tailored suits exited, among them a bald dark skinned man with sunglasses smoking a cigar. "Something wicked this way comes." He muttered. "Mr. Vector, you haven't changed."

"Chop..." The man said in a deep voice. "Arn't you a-little old to be wandering about the wastelands?" He then spotted Dark and smiled. "Oh, I see. So he's found a new way to go after that prize of his has he?" He then walks to Dark. "How interesting.." He said observing her. "How very interesting. Dark...am I right. Perhaps our paths will cross in the near future. I'm sure it would be beneficial for both of us." Chop then coughed holding out the containment unit. "Right, buisness...Darell scan it." One of his lackeys went up to the box and scanned its contents. After nodding one of the men in suits handed a bag of chips to Chop. "Be sure to say hi to Bishop. I've never had the pleasure.

"I don't think you ever will either." Within minutes the men from the factory had completed their work. Wasting no time Chop went into his vehicle transformation and headed straight for the bar.

[Reaper]

As soon as Chop hit his vehicle mood Dark was already climbing on him. She closed her eyes slightly and just rested as best as she could against him. "What was that about?" she asked him as she opened her eyes. She watched as the road passed by quickly as well as many people. Dark straightened herself up as the bar came into sight. As soon as he stopped she climbed off stumbling slightly. "Damn I need more training," she mumbled as she looked at Chop. She was curious as to how the man new who she was, but if he worked for the factory he probably knew a lot of things about her. He probably knew more about her than she did of herself.

She walked into the bar with Chop and as soon as the door shut she looked around. It was quite empty for once, and she let out a heavy sigh. Reaching to the back of her armor she pulled out the scanner, and handed it over to him. "Got what we needed, and then several other books that looked important," she said as she walked over to a chair. With a bit of a struggle she pulled the chair out, and slumped down in it with her head hitting the table rather hardly. "So what is up with that guy?" she asked again.

[JazzBuddah]

That's Mr. Vector. He's the president of The Factory...otherwise known as Vector corp." Chop then looked around to make sure no-one was around. "Vector is the only person in scrapyard city in contact with Titharsis. After he found out about Bishop he gained an interest in him. Especially after Bishop went after Nova. I've got a feeling that he might know something about Bishop that he's keeping to himself. You can see some of his goons hanging outside the bar sometimes. Don't ever deal with him though, the man is bad news. Hopefully that will be the last time you ever meet him." Suddenly sparks came off of his armor. "Please excuse me for a moment." Heading to the wall next to the coat rack he pressed a button. The wall slid open revealing a nano-revive chamber. After stepping in the wall closed. Shortly after a small robot came out of the back.



"That's better." He said walking back over to Dark. To get to eye level he climbed up onto the table. "Unfortunately you can't heal that injury in the revikval chamber. The nanites that were controlling the paper would have entered the wound. Going into the revival chamber would just activate the nano-machines and make things worse. Bishops going to have to patch you up by ha...." He then stopped for a moment. "Ummm." He then rubbed the back of his head. "Uh...he heh...heeeehhhhh." He then looked around. "How about a drink?"

[Reaper]

Dark looked at the small lego looking robot. She grinned slightly as she poked at him. "You look cute in that form," she said with a small laugh, before cringing. Shaking her head as she shuddered slightly she let out a heavy sigh. "No . . . no drink for me," she said lightly. "An you don't have to worry about your boy . . . it's not like I'm going to bite his head off," she spoke starting to feel a bit groggy. She stopped for a moment in thought about the Vector guy. "Hey Chop," she said lightly. "If this guy knows about Marcus then wouldn't that also mean he knows what were doing there? Why hasn't he come after Marcus yet?" she asked.

She rubbed her chest a bit starting to feel the blood soaking threw the temporary bandages. She looked up at Chop with tired eyes and then around the bar. She was grateful that there wasn't anyone else here. She hated showing her weak side, but at the moment she didn't have a choice. She was tired, and she had lost a lot of blood over a good period of time. She waved her hand in the air as she rested her head on the table. Dark let out a tired yawn before closing her eyes. She figured a little bit of rest would be okay until Marcus was free to help her.

[JazzBuddah]

Chop looked at Dark with a frown. "This ISN'T cute. It's the best functioning remote unit we could afford. Anything more complex and my brainwaves couldn't properly control the body from within the storage unit." He then sighed. "Anyways, the way I can figure it, Vector probably believes that Bishop is his best chance to capture Professor Nova. With Vector getting orders from the people up in Titharsis I have a feeling that it's them and not The Factory that put the bounty on him." Chop's remote body then went to sit on the edge of the table. "You should go to the medical bay and change out your bandage. Saix is in the mechine room and Clarissa is in the rejuvination tubes. I can send Bishop back when he gets home from the post-mission mission."

[Reaper]

Dark looked up at Chop before grinning. "Your still cute in that form," she said as she put her hand on the table and pushed herself up. She staggered slightly before catching herself. "I'll probably crash on the bed in there till he gets back. Being dizzy headed is kinda getting to me," she said as she headed toward the back room. Leaning against the door frame she looked around the room before walking into the medical room. She looked around for a set of bandages, and removed the blood covered bandages. She threw them in the trash before pressing the new ones to her chest. She let out a small cry before securing them firmly to her chest.

She removed her halberd and rested it against the wall, and then she removed her armor setting it up against the wall as well. She picked up the chest plate and looked it over. Grimacing slightly at the cut that ran from shoulder to the end of it. If it wasn't for her armor that attack would had more or less killed her. She climbed onto the medical bed, and adjusted herself. It didn't take to long before she passed out.

[JazzBuddah]

After an hour or so went by a cloaked man with white hair walked in through the door. Chops remote looked up and smiled. "You know Bishop, you would be a real lady killer with that face." Undoing his scarf he placed the brain case down on the bar. "That is not to say you arn't now. Changed your hair too this time?" Bishop smiled.

"Yeah. If I'm not careful Vector would have recognised me. The only reason I'm not covering my eye." Mini-Chop scratched his chin.

"You know that eye of yours is really healing up. You could probably afford to take the augment out from time to time." Going behind the bar Bishop took out a small pen looking device. Placing it to his neck he pressed the plunger and soon his face returned to normal and his pigment returned.

"Still can't see without it. And you know I don't go out of my way to flaunt appearences. Anyways, by the look of things I'm guessing the team had their hands full." Mini-Chop shrugged.

"Clarissa tapped out early. She under-estimated the battle borg so I stepped in to finish it off. She almost had it down though. As for Dark she can barely stand." He then pointed toward the back hall. "She's in the clinic, she got cut using nanite modified weapons so you'll have to nuetralise them manually before she can go into the chamber." He then scratched the back of his head. "Um...and about the injury...it's kinda...." After a moment he decided to drop it. "So how did the retrieval go?" Bishop smiled.

"Made it look like an assasination attempt. Gave Vector a scare and blew up the van transporting the professor after retrieving him and replacing it with a dummy replacement. For all they know the brain was burned in the attack." He then poured himself a drink. "It was nice giving that man a scare. Some day, when I have enough power myself, I'll make him spit out some answers. He knows something." After drinking he sighed. "Otherwise he would have had me killed long ago." Mini-Chop laughed.

"He could try. Anyways, Saix is still in the shop where you left him. Seems determined to do...something. Going to be awful sour that he's got no money coming his way." Putting down his drink Bishop headed for the hall.

"We'll give him a bit. Just enough to get himself on par with the compitition. They all learned humility today which was the goal. Not the money. You go check on Clarissa, I'll go take care of Dark." Mini-Chop swallowed hard and nodded.

"Good luck..." He muttered. With that said Mini-Chop took his time climbing down from the table and began his trip to the recovery area. Once using all his strength to open the door he climbed up onto the sink so that he was eye level with Clarissa. "Hey, how are you feeling. I'm sorry about before that I wasn't able to save you. Bishop told me to only help if you were in extreem danger. He wanted you two to fight on your own. I hope your not angry at me."

[Purple4Stephen]

With the money he recieved Saix was only able to repair his arm and leg to the point that they could be used as any normal weak human parts.
He wasnt able to fight just yet, but that didnt stop him from doing some other thing he was also good at...Race.
Saix walks out of the shop and looks at the mini-chop behind the bar.

"I will be heading out for a while,probably wount be back till the end of the day. Is my bike here?"

Saix slowly walks to the door of the bar waiting for a answer from mini-chop.