Scene #5894: The Sacred Land of Korin

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Note	The Sacred Land of Korin. The nearest warp gate is high on a hill that separates Western Yahoi (to the North) and these ancient lands. The hill overlooks a vast forest of green trees, one that stretches as far as the eye can see. Here and there, small clearings can be made out, sometimes accompanied by little bits of smoke from what's probably campfires or chimneys. Immediately below the warp gate, down the hill, there's a small settlement comprised of... well. It's a combination of tipi tents and the same dome-shaped yellow houses (Capsule Corporation-brand houses, for those who know them) that were prevalent across Yahoi's few settlements. Most of the people milling about are dressed in fanciful animal leathers tailored with brightly dyed patterns. Necklaces of fangs and other hunter trophies are common, as is headbands, facepaint, and - for men - walking around all but barechested with amazing six packs on display. Racks of fish and small game are attended to at the same time as... well. Someone's tinkering with the only truck that seems to be in the town. Just as Note described, WAAAAY off in the distance there is indeed a big white tower. Perhaps as big around as a redwood tree... the white, marble-like tower stretches high.. high into the air.. HIIIIIGH HIGH UP... ... yeah. It goes WAY up there. Miles up, perhaps. Even binoculars will NOT be able to see the top of this tower. It pierces the clouds. Weird. Note's given coordinates that lead west through forest trails that are well-traveled... and the meeting place is on another hill that has a clear view of exactly what's going on. The Red Pants Army have established a big walled camp at the front of what appears to be several square miles of... well, grassy, unusually hilly terrain. Their walls are about ten feet tall and made of trees no doubt cut from the forest. Watchtowers, supply shacks and huts, and a few Capsule houses haphazardly distributed through the protected area. The gates are watched by two WALRUS GUARDSMAN... And the main attraction of this is the giant entrance to what looks like a mine cut into the hillside, where a steady stream of workers are hauling sacks and pushing carts and hauling wheelbarrows full of dirt and what looks like... debris? Chunks of concrete and steel? The occasional MACHINE GUN peeking out of dirt, too. Note's standing on the hill with her arms folded and a SOUR look on her face as she surveys the endeavor.
Yang Xiao Long	Yang's foregone the motorcycle, simply walking through the gate while cracking her knuckles. She stops, taking in the sights; both in the village and of the tower beyond it. The barechested men get an appreciative once over, as do the strong looking women. Pleeeenty of good fighters here it seems. Then her eyes travel up to the tower, climbing high up beyond the clouds. She lets out a low whistle. "Well, that's one hell of a big tower." she comments, before turning to head off toward the rendesvous point. As the blonde brawler comes up and spokes Note looking all sour, and the reason for it coming into view over the crest of the hill, the taller blonde just jabs Note in the arm. "Whatchya lookin' sour like that for? You've got help here, lets go break some faces." she offers up, grinning a feral grin that would make any Saiyan proud. "So, since /some/ people want to make plans." she pointedly looks at the others. "How about this one? I'll go up to the front door, start breaking faces and draw out the guards, you lot sneak in while they're distracted and find out what they're digging up."
Zek	Zek has spent every waking moment since he joined the Concord working on his Warframe. Having access to closer to proper tools has been a boon, allowing him to turn the salvaged, jigsaw-assembled battle armor into something more like it was supposed to be. Slapping a new coat of paint on it was the last thing he did, and that was only a few hours ago. It's hard to do when you're inside of it. Fortunately, borrowing some menial robots from another repair bay solved most of that. The restored Warframe traverses the forest quickly and quietly. After a short jaunt, Zek decides this isn't a strenuous enough test of his repairs, and he takes to the trees instead. He moves in long jumps, brachiating swings and treetrunk-to-treetrunk kicks, occasionally shaking leaves down from the high branches but, amazingly, not leaving a loud, splintered trail where he's passed. It's about twenty seconds of standing utterly silently behind and off to the side of Note before he says anything. His voice, still sounding tired as ever, comes through short-range radio instead of being spoken. The faceless visor of the Warframe allows for no proper speech to come from it. <"Excavation,"> Zek says. <"Salvaging something old, looks like."> He drops prone, then lifts an assault rifle he's been cradling in his arms the whole time and looks down the sight. The AR display on his HUD mimicks a scope for him, zooming his field of vision in. <"Weapons. Those look like squad automatics. Solid projectile-type. What was here before?"> He glances up, past one side of the double-bladed staff laid across his back, at Note. Zek addresses Yang without looking at her. <"I'd prefer a more quiet entrance in general, but this is Note's operation. Getting us inside won't be a problem in any case. Their security is full of holes.">
Twilight Sparkle	Stepping through the warpgate presents quite the picture. Unfortunately, for Twilight Sparkle some of it is a horror picture. She had heard these people were hunters and knows academically that humans eat other animals but...seeing it up close is something different. Leathers and small game animals make her obviously uncomfortable, and she quickly makes her way out of the small town. She's a bit unsteady and shaken by the time she makes it to the forest proper and starts toward the Red Pants Army area. But, as soon as she is comfortably out of earshot she finally has to vent outloud. "It...it makes no sense! They have some animals that are considered people, but others are food and -clothing-!" She isn't talking to anyone in particular, just trying to work through what she saw and come to terms with it. "So...that's how most worlds treat animals. I knew but..." She shakes her head and continues on, though her mood is a bit sour now. Of course, not for the same reason Note's is. As the others talk she nods slightly to let them know she heard them. "I can provide disguises again so we can get into the mine without a fight."
Tomoe	So here she goes again, Tomoe was glad to get away from her own world and the whole mess with the Dark lady. So in a very odd way, the Red Pants army causing issues was a very welcome thing. Anything to get her off world for a bit. So here she is now arriving a little while later looking at another Red Pants base, she has to wonder how bad things are for this world that its armed forces can't deal with this. Sure the Panda guy would have been trouble buy the regular ones didn't seem too over the top? Still here she looks over things along side Note. "They seem pretty dug in here I don't think sneaking around is going to work this time then again most of us are good at making messe and we have Zek." She's thankful for Zek and his skills to be quieter than herself, she's loud she's noisy. "So we're going to have to make a mess of this? Sneak in or not and I wonder what could they be hunting for in that regard Zek."
Staren	Now that Staren knows where Note's world IS, he has his ship travel to orbit and beams down at her designated meeting place, a large pulse of red-edged-white energy dropping out of the sky and reconstituting into him when it hits the ground. He's in his heavier armor, which might seem incongruous with the supposedly peaceful style they're handling this mission in, but maybe he just wants to be able to take more damage or lift up something heavy if it's called for. Instead of the big laser rifle on his back, there's a dinky (compared to the armor) SMG. Staren nods to Twilight, and hands another SMG and a few magazines to Zek. "Shock rounds, if you want to take someone down nonlethally. The underbarrel launcher is rocket-propelled flashbangs." He looks between those gathered. "I'm not good at stealth... Maybe if one of you took a camera for me I could help look around the mine?" And he will pass out drones, little quadrotors and even tinier insect-size drones, if the sneak team wants to take them with him. "I thought we were going to have at least some of us show up in force and demand to negotiate." He looks to Yang. "Possibly knocking some heads until they see us as a threat worth talking to, if needed."
Mortimer Balman	"HEY! YOU SLACKERS! STOP YOUR LAZING!" A lower officer wearing a bright armband and red shorts shouted, waving an oversized mallet around menacingly at a bunch of laborers who were panting and taking a few minutes to catch their breath from their excavation efforts. "Look at you! Being lazy and weak, when we have so much work to do! Do you wish for our future to slip through our fingers?!" They shook their heads. "Good! ...I know, the labor is hard! But that means it is worth doing! Be more like our good comrade who does not cease his work no matter how tired he is!" The pig pointed the mallet off to the side. At a very tall, powerfully built badger-humanoid who was shifting rocks and sometimes breaking them with his bare fists. "He knows that we cannot slack off or slow down, even at his advanced age! If you would all work half as hard as he does, we would have conquered the world by now! NOW BACK TO IT!" Mortimer patiently hefted another boulder out of the way, and set about punching another into pieces. The work itself was hard and tedious but nothing he had not done before. Though this wasn't a punishment detail. He was about ready to /melt/ that damned overseer of theirs. They were not being given enough water or rations for this intensity of effort and were it not for his training, he would have succumbed long ago. And age was starting to tell him it's time for a break, old man. You need to eat, rest, use the bathroom, stop holding in the pyrophoric chemical byproducts and let your head explode into flames again. It's starting to hurt pretty badly after days of this recon duty. Now Mort was no specialist in this sort of thing, ostensibly.. But these people are pretty damned /dumb/ and hardly even questioned his appearance and loyalty, especially with as much hard work as he's been able to do. He did the work of ten and then some, if he kept it up the charade might allow him to achieve better standing and higher rank with their hierarchy. Of course.. That would require Mort to actually WANT a higher standing and access to their hierarchy. Which he didn't. The fecal matter would be hitting the rotating blade arrangement soon.
Note	Note has to GRIN at Yang's suggestion! This time the tailed girl's not startled by her approach. Probably because she sensed Yang coming long before she got here! And now that people ARE here, the youth does cheer up some, managing a grin. She does bunch up her shoulders uncomfortably at everyone actually ARRIVING though. As if not really sure what to say to any of them. Of course, it's Zek's sudden speaking up that gets her JUMPING a full two feet and landing with a THUNK. "Wha--?" She backs away while he scoots forward for a better look with his zoom. "The Karinga said it used to be the headquarters for some evil people called the Red Ribbon Army." Red Pants. red Ribbon? Anything in common besides the naming scheme similarity? "According to the tale, a lone boy with a tail like mine trashed the WHOLE place. Wish I could've seen that!" Yep. These kids with the tails do seem to be something, don't they? She's STILL got her arms folded though, looking down on the camp with disapproval! "The locals want them outta here... but WHAT are they even DOING here? Looking for something...?" "I dunno WHAT to do. I'd take the same approach as the tailed boy on my own. Just charge in and beat everyone up until I found the guy in charge and beat answers outta them! But they're mostly weaklings, and we learned some good stuff last time doing other things!"
Yang Xiao Long	Yang shrugs at Zek. "This is why I'm suggesting I go down there, alone, and start making a lot of noise. Even a Behemoth can sneak up on a group of hunters if they're making enough noise to drown out its footsteps." states the blonde, deploying her gauntlets with the swooshing cla-chank of the mechanisms unfolding. "You guys do you, I'm gonna go ask those guards how they want their faces rearranging." She then starts heading off toward the camp, not making any attempts at being sneaky or subtle. "Oooooooii! You guys! What's goin' on over here?" she calls out when she's close enough, waving a gauntlet-clad arm and putting on her 'Sweet and Innocent' face.
Mortimer Balman	Deep inside the mines, Mortimer is.. Well, getting fed up. The biggest issue he really has with all this is wearing these damned short-shorts. Which it's not bad enough he's wearing them, he had to dye them BRIGHT FREAKIN' RED to blend in. And it's basically ALL he can wear. Rrrrrrgh. And just when he's about ready to take the overseer's mallet and cram it someplace sideways.. Zek says the most wonderful thing, which Mort's little commbead nestled deep within his ear canal picks up. "..Gwah.. Heh heh heh heh.." "What's funny?" One of the other laborers has heard him, and is looking up at Mortimer confusedly while wiping sweat from his brow. "Oh.. You ever had a moment, where you remember a funny joke someone said years ago, and then it's still hilarious?" "Oh.. Yeah, not usually when.. When we're working, though." "Here, take a minute. I need to speak to our 'foreman'.." Mortimer walks away from some small wolf-like man, and goes up to his 'boss'. "Hey, pit boss!" The pig is less than amused and glowers up. "Why aren't you working! You need to set a good example for the rest of these workers!!" Must resist the urge to kill this man. And /eat/ him in front of everyone. And make his skin into a funny hat. "I know boss, I know. There's a problem, though!" "Ahh..?! What, why is there a problem, there can't BE problems!" "If we're not real careful, we'll hit something sensitive. It'll cause a cave-in, maybe even a quake." The overseer's forehead starts getting #'s across it. "We don't have time to worry about that!" "Well.. Can we at least get a few bigger pieces of wood to make some quick supports? Won't take but a few, boss, promise!" "Rrrg.. FINE! But keep digging until we have the lumber!!" Mortimer grins, "Of course boss... Anything you say! I'd be happy to do that.." "Good, that's what we like to hear!"
Staren	And then the plan to go talk to them just falls apart. Fallback plan: Sneaking. "I'll be right back." He beams up. Several moments later, he beams back down in his normal clothes instead of the armor. "Alright, let's get into that mine." Twilight can disguise him for more brazenly walking in, or he'll turn into the lamest Zakat ever and accompany Zek as sneakily as he can.
Twilight Sparkle	With Yang heading off toward the camp, Twilight takes the opportunity to cast her transformation spell on herself and anyone who wants it. She follows far enough behind Yang that she hopes it won't seem like they are together, then when Yang calls out to the guards Twilight waits for them to focus on her before she tries to slip in. Even if she and anyone with her are noticed, hopefully a small squad of Red Pants coming back to base won't draw any suspicions. If she is noticed, Twilight quickly gives the excuse of 'I'm late and I have to get to work before the boss gets mad!'
Tomoe	Tomoe has the plan she will stick to the plan, she will not run in screaming her own name. Nay that's someone else's job here when you get down to it. So the armored Salamander woman is just going to keep with the group as they get ready to head in her plan is simple, she'll take to the air when combat starts and rain spells down on the Red Pants army, hopefully catching them with their pants down so to speak. With Yang going in playing her, sneak in? All right then. Tomoe pauses and there's a figital effect about her, left behind is a somewhat shorter redhaired woman, who has hair going down to her waist, she's weaing jacket with GU logo on the back oif it though, yup totally normal human girl not a Salamander nope. Though ig Twilight is able to cast a spell on her it would help her a lot as she tries to sneak in...
Zek	Zek keeps a straight face through Note's surprise by virtue of having no face to keep straight. <"Red Ribbon... Red Pants..."> Zek thinks about it. <"Yeah. That makes sense."> He sweeps his rifle back and forth, slowly scanning the perimeter again. He thinks he can get inside without much trouble. Yang wanders off, as is her wont. <"Alright. Primary objective is to ascertain the purpose of the place. Secondary is to shut it down, either by driving out the personnel or collapsing it. Tertiary is..."> He sighs. <"Making sure the blonde girl doesn't get everyone dead."> The Warframe rises to its feet, swinging its rifle over its shoulder and taking hold of the SMG Staren provides. <"Let's go."> They go. Zek approaches the wall under cover. He gets as close as he can in silence, darting up to the perimeter wall under one of the towers and pressing himself flat to it. His motion tracker keeps him apprised of the general position of the people on top of it, and he estimates facing based on heading. Once he's pretty sure he's in the clear, he scales the wall with a couple swift hops, bounding upwards amidst the timbers and flipping over the top and into the camp's interior. He starts looking for where they're bringing the salvage after that. They have to be collecting pieces, right? What looks like the most important part of the camp to store something like that...?
Note	Well, walking up to the front gates DOESN'T provoke immediate hostility per se (in the sense that she's not immediately attacked), but Yang finds herself face to face with two very sizable... anthro Walruses in full military garb that snap to their full heights when she approaches, and unsling huge clubs they've both got strapped to their backs. The one on the right fuzzles his whiskers agitatedly. "This is a Red Pants Army operation, missy. You'd better skeedaddle back to West City or wherever you came from. Nobody passes this gate." The one on the right though... squints. Then rummages through one of his pockets, pulls out a white piece of paper, unfolds it... "Ey, hold on, partner. This girl..." He sets down the club and looks over the paper, turning it this way and that, while glancing between it and Yang. "Hrrrrnfffffnnnrrrgh...." Apparently unable to make up his mind, the (apparently quite idiotic) Walrus Guardsman turns the paper around and holds it up for Yang. It's what looks like a children's penciled scribble of a squiggly-line human, all scratches and simple shapes, with a Saiyan tail, bulbous things on their wrists, clear female features, what might be a trenchcoat, and an angry screaming face that could belong to anyone or anything, really. Bushy, hair with a bow. "... This isn't supposed to be you is it...?" Nope. He ain't sure at all. ... On close inspection, it looks like someone with zero artistic ability tried to draw both Note and Yang as the same person?!? Note, once again, decides to go along with Twilight's approach, accepting the Bear Cub Recruit disguise of last time, although this time with a different hair color to throw off anyone who remembered before! The procession of disguised individuals IS allowed in through one of the side entrances, and advised to check in at one of the supply tents with one of the supervisors who'll assign them to posts! Nobody seems to really think twice about this. The army definitely lacks discipline... and a certain degree of common sense. It's downright comical, really. Zek finds that the stuff being hauled OUT is being taken to one of the tents, where it's being sorted into three categories. FIRST, junk pile. Building material debris like concrete chunks, rocks, and steel beam chunks are tossed here. SECOND, any sort of military gear. Weapons, armor, helmets, pieces of vehicles and what might be MECHA? Rocket launchers... a lot of it's twisted and rusted and in various states of disrepair, but some of it might be salvageable with some elbow grease. Much of it has a crimson logo shaped like a red bowtie, featuring white 'R R' letters. The THIRD pile is... electronics? Circuit boards, display screens, keyboards, data drives, anything and everything that came from the base's computer systems are being packed in boxes marked 'Ship to HQ' along with the semi-salvageable gear.
Zek	Zek sneaks around, searching the encampment. He finds things being hauled off to one of the tents, and follows them there. As the red-pantsed laborers retreat from dropping off their newest haul, he pokes his head inside. <"Huh."> He's isolated his communications to friendly radios, and is talking to everyone and also himself. <"They're sorting it. Expended building materials here... military gear here -- some heavy stuff, but it's all busted up; looks like walkers and launchers... and... huh. Electronics. Some of it's in decent shape."> He starts rummaging. Zek pulls out a data drive, turning it over in his hands. He reaches in, finding a power supply. The connectors are melted, though. He sets both aside, and goes looking... Within a couple minutes, Zek has begun assembly. He's crouched by one of the 'SHIP TO HQ' bins, assembling the pieces. He's... building a functioning computer terminal on the spot out of all the salvaged stuff. There's a rapidly-accumulating mess all around the bins in the tent as he just tosses aside what is clearly damaged beyond repair. Needless to say, he has totally forgotten about getting over to the mines.
Yang Xiao Long	Yang walks right on up, peering at the paper. "Hmmmm." She then lifts up a little, peeking over the paper at the guard. "Nnnnope. Not me, sorry." she gives a bright smile, side glances at the other guard, then shrugs. "You might wanna call for help though." she says offhandedly, before punching the paper-note guard /through/ the crude drawing, her arm snapping forwards in a straight punch, punctuated by the report of a shotgun going off, blasting him in the face with a wall of kinetic force. "Cuz you're under attack."
Mortimer Balman	and somewhere, far deeper into the cave.. Mortimer grins a bit as he looks over the rock walls. "There? No.. ..No, here." "Ahh? Did you find something?! Please tell me you found something, we won't get food tonight if we come up empty-handed again!!" "One moment, buddy.." Mortimer reels back his fist, his arm tenses and muscles bulge, and he slams it hard as he can into the wall. Only.. Nothing immediately happens. The worker to his side looks downtrodded and sad. "We're gonna go hungry again..!" And then the cave starts shaking. "Ah! CAVE-IN! EVERYONE FLEE! GO! GO QUICKLY!" Mortimer plays up the panic. "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" Laborers and overseers alike scream, tripping over each other to get away. A few people are stampeded, even, but Mort helps them up like the 'good comrade' he is, and sends them running. It's not a cave-wide collapse, but it will completely ruin the last few days of work they've done in this branch. If only the pit boss had listened to him sooner..! Why does nobody ever listen to him until it's well after too late, if only they'd have listened! All their work would not be in vain! Their dreams for the future would not be slowed down! These are his laments as he flees but is, seemingly, caught behind the rubble and 'trapped' within the cave. 'Alone.'
Staren	Man, people using the same disguises and they don't even get stopped. Geeze these people are incompetent. Staren whispers to Twilight and Note. 'I'm gonna check out the mine.' Maybe they come with him, or not. He heads that way, seeing if he can brazenly walk in, or just tell anyone who stops him that he's on mine duty. If he can actually get far enough to find Red Ribbon stuff... well, maybe he can work out some idea of what it is.
Twilight Sparkle	With friends and allies in tow, Twilight-cat makes her way toward the tent but once she is a good distance from the gate she switches toward the mine instead. But, when people start running out screaming about a cave-in, Twilight's cat ears fold back. Then spring up again. "Mortimer!" She quickly calls over the radio, trying to find out if Morty is alright as she runs toward the cave. "Is anyone hurt?" she asks those she passes but either way continues on toward the mine. Even if these are the 'bad guys', Twilight still doesn't want to see any of them seriously hurt. Morty's staticky radio call comes out and Twilight lets out a huge sigh of relief. Well...now she isn't sure what to do. She had a plan, but that plan didn't account for Morty already being in there. Did he cause the cave in? Seems likely but she can't be sure. Everyone rushing out of the mine should make it easier to check out, and it isn't like she is going to listen to Mortimer and -not- worry about him or try to help him out if he's stuck in there. And even with the cave in there might be information they can gather.
Tomoe	Tomoe is going to be sneaking in, trying to figure out what is going on here and does her best to be sneaky as a 5 foot ten red head can be, she's taking a risk here and she really misses her abstratium armour for moments like these. She will have to go without her long slient and non operational friend. She is happy to work with Twilight's plan and takes the disguse she was givne as well. She just feels like she's in some comdey show where the villain just would get stink eye from sat am cartoon baddies over flubs even they wouldn't make. Yet this is real they are really this derp? She keeps searching about now to see what she can find in here.
Note	Assembling a computer right in the middle of an enemy base is probably not the smartest idea! And yet... these guys aren't the sharpest members of the animal kingdom. Or any kingdom, for that matter. A JAGUAR SOLDIER walks in with another wheelbarrow load and dumps all the concrete chunks into the junk pile, and turns around and trudges right back the way he came. Zek's presence went UNNOTICED. Probably because these soldiers are overworked, hungry, tired, and on the comically stupid side. He might not get so lucky a second time though. Nevertheless, Zek does manage to assemble a working terminal out of the parts available! And once it's powered on... Well, hello, RED RIBBON LOGO BIOS SCREEN. Copyright Dr. Gero? Or something. The data drive does complain about being installed to the wrong hardware, but once it's booted up into the local equivalent of safe mode... this drive is apparently a general backup drive with all kinds of data. There's security videos (the last things the cameras captured was a very angry young Goku, the boy with a tail mentioned prior, charging through the place knocking people into walls and wrecking everything in his way), several recorded speeches by Commander Red (wow is that guy short), tons of personnel logs, accounting, shipment records, and... design blueprints for various mass produced vehicles, robots, and something called a 'Dragon Ball Radar Mk 3 (Experimental)'? Whatever Dragon Balls are. The Walrus guards don't seem too terribly bothered by Yang. Unlike the OTHER guards who were downright hostile and aggressive in their zealousness, these guys are just standing their posts being... well, dumbasses. The Walrus blinks dumbly at Yang at the advice given and then-- BAMMMM! One Walrus-man goes flying right into the middle of the base. It doesn't take long for someone on a watchtower to start ringing a bell! RING DING DING DINGADINGDING! Almost immediately the grounds become a CHAOTIC SCRAMBLE as Rat-folk, Jaguars, Pigs, Bats, and a few Crow-people rush out from tents and houses with all manner of weapons, storming towards the gates! All screaming incoherently their angry battlecries! Only as they near the gate does ANY sort of order start to appear and they rush out to meet the lone remaining Walrus, who's swiftly unslung his club and swings it SOUNDLY for Yang! "Bad move, missy!" The Infiltration team doesn't have any issues getting IN, apart from having to get out of the way of workers rushing OUT in a panic thanks to the cave-in... AND the alarm! They're free to go in deeper... And Note does exactly this, taking off in swift leaps down the tunnels, only to peek inside of some of the buildings. Eventually the group reaches what's LEFT of what WAS the main building. It's been excavated fairly well, but there's dirt everywhere in the circular command chamber that's ringed by monitors on every wall. Most of the monitors are smashed, and two centuries of plant growth attempting to reclaim the crumbling building (before it was buried) make matters quite messy. This room has been scoured quite thoroughly by the workers though, and they've begun working on the second floor up. Snooping around in cabinets and draws though, there's plenty of delicate paper files, maps, and other odds and ends that seem to have gone untouched. Dozens and dozens of documents on the Red Ribbon Army's operations. Lots of reports about subduing villages, scouring for Dragon Balls (whatever those are), and getting beaten up by some kid with a tail. There's coordinates for a lot of their secondary bases and other resources though, including the coordinates for a "Dr. Gero's Laboratory".
Yang Xiao Long	Yang jinks sideways, sidestepping the club swing, then steps back in, under the Walrus's guard. "You know what? You can call me 'SIR'!" and she brings her right fist in a low swing uppercut. The shotgun goes off again, firing that kinetic wave into the guard's midsection, and then she starts to juke and jive between incoming Red Pants soldiers. She's not aiming to kill, if she was doing that she'd be using the ranged explosive bolts... doesn't mean these guys are getting out without a few broken bones or at least a major concussion. Incoming swings from melee weapons strike her Aura, the shining golden glow deflecting the impacts, damage transfering through and making her grunt and stagger slightly from each hit. "C'mon! Is that all you've got!? I'm barely even breaking a sweat!" she goads over the din of warcries and her own shot gauntlets shots.
Zek	Zek doesn't even notice that he's almost... well, noticed. He's entirely focused on the task at hand, reassembling a computer terminal out of parts that weren't originally together. He performs spot repairs, his Warframe generating small pieces and micro-tools when he needs to splice wires or re-shape melted connectors. He's very familiar with this sort of thing. Battlecries go up across the base. Zek... boots the thing in safe mode, head perking up at his success rather than the noise. He sits seiza-style in front of it, plugging it into his Warframe and letting his augmented reality interface take the place of display and input devices. He taps away in mid-air, bringing up video windows and committing them to suit memory as he goes, dumping the contents of the drives to personal storage offhandedly. He gets to the blueprints. Zek cocks his head slightly. He checks them against his onboard micro-foundry, finds them too large to spot-fabricate, and sets them up alongside the few designs he has in memory anyway for whenever he gets a proper 3D printer setup. <"Dragon Ball Radar, Mark Three, Experimental,"> he murmurs along the radio-waves. <"That sounds neat."> Zek moves into shipment records. He's looking to see if there are anything like geographical coordinates he can scrape out of the files and feed to his mapping equipment. Then, he goes over logs, searching for the term 'Dragon Ball' to see if anything comes up about what that's supposed to be. He doesn't seem to have noticed that the fighting has started.
Staren	RINGDINGDINGADINGADING well there goes the alarm. Once the workers have run past him, Staren gets out a missile launcher and fires a few concussion missiles out of the mine entrance, set to guide themselves near the inside of the gate and other parts of the camp and detonate in the air high enough that the shockwave should stun rather than liquefy organs. ("This should stun them so they don't get hurt fighting Yang." he explains to Twilight.) When he turns around, Note's run off. "Dammit, couldn't you wait a few seconds?!" Down into the mine he goes. Until it becomes a base. The reports about searching for dragon balls don't stick out to him. Everyone in this world knows about those, right? That sounds right. "Uh oh. The stuff here could lead them to other bases... We can't let them recover more military weapons... And this world doesn't have anyone for us to turn them over to. Maybe we can reactivate old base defenses?" Staren heads further in, looking for defenses or completed machines to reactivate and keep the Red Pants army OUT. While tagging him and his allies as friendly, of course...
Twilight Sparkle	Alarm bells. Yang must have started some trouble, just as promised! Twilight does like a dependable friend. She smiles a thank you to Staren as he fires those stun missiles, then follows after Note. And they find...files! Paper files! This is one of Twilight's favorite type of find! She quickly gets to work gathering them all up and even organizes them as she gathers, classifying them by subject such as map, operations report, intelligence report, and the like. The notes about this Dr. Gero's Lab seem particularly important, so they get their own file. "It's a good thing we came in here. It looks like there are facilities like this in many places. There are no telling how dangerous the Red Pants Army might become if they got ahold of much more of the Red Ribbon supplies! But...what is this about Dragon Balls?" She looks over at Note and Staren, her cat ears perking in curiousity. "What are Dragon Balls?" As she waits for the answer, Twilight makes sure she has collected as many of these files as possible, looking around for boxes she can put them in and a cart to carry them. "Let's get as many of these files out of here as we can. I am quite certain they will provide possible places that the Red Pants Army will target next. Would you guys help me box them up and get them out of here?" she asks Note and Staren.
Tomoe	The phrase lets go deeper is a meme or was on her world at one point and it's time to do that very thing she came for snoop and do what she can do dig about here. She does tale a moment to use her aguma to tranfdorm again ans she'll start to carefully, storing the various papers she finds in her inventory so they can getthem to someone who can safely get the data off them and save them from falling apart. Though as she digs she finds the location of a labf of some sort that gets one eyebrow and she nods to Twilight who has found much ofd the same. "Gero...? I know that name from somewhere. It's a good thing we found this, if it's someone who made a splash here? We don't wnat the RP army getting their mits on it." Red Pants Army Cell, anyone?
Note	Well Zek's in luck There are plenty of coordinates for bases and villages and outposts he can scrape. Trouble is, a significant percentage of them probably don't exist anymore. It's been a wild two-and-a-half centuries, after all. And, well, Goku happened. But the search for Dragon Ball data does come up with plenty of things! Ancient legends about the wish granting balls - though there's four different origin stories for them, and none of them are actually true. Pictures of the ACTUAL balls when they were once in Red Ribbon possession. Doesn't look like they ever had ALL SEVEN of them though. Did the Red Ribbon Army ever wish for anything...? What would they have wanted? Hmm. What would Zek wish for? Outside, Yang's... well. Yang'ing up the entrance, and it's a very messy smorgasbord of pain. Soldiers go flying as they close in and try to subdue her with clubs, pipes, wrenches, bare knuckles, claws, and even some rudimentary martial arts! None of them can actually keep up with her... but it's probably a mercy that almost nobody seems to use FIREARMS. For whatever reason, guns aren't popular among these soldiers! ... probably, too much upkeep for these geniuses. Back inside... Note can only shrug helplessly at Twilight's question! "Never heard of those until now! ... Wait... I think Plush said something about wishing on a dragon once. But the dragon lived in a river. And I think it was a lady dragon?" She's scratching her cheek at said memories. Erm. Probably the wrong kind of terminology in use here. Regardless, she does nod at Twilight's request, and puts her great strength to work hoisting boxes and packing them into bigger boxes! "Huh? Do you, now?" Note asks Tomoe idly during the packing, sounding skeptical!
Mortimer Balman	Mortimer finally reappears sometime later, head poking up out of the ground like sort of demonic groundhog. He was punching his way out, since the ground is too thick to Dig through. "...Why do I have a feeling like I missed all the action? ..." After a long pause, "...Where'd that tower come from?"
Twilight Sparkle	Once all the paperwork is packed and loaded, Twilight heads out of the mine with the Note and the documents and anyone else who was with her. "Definitely not." she agrees with Tomoe, then heads for the same side entrance they used to get in. As they make a run for it with the documents Twilight quietly says over the radio, "I think it's about time we get out of here. I think we've recovered just about anything we can from the ruins of the facility, and even if we defeat them all the Red Pants Army is likely to leave. We should destroy any weapons or equipment they recovered, though. Zek, you are at their salvage area, correct? Are you able to render their salvage useless?"
Staren	Apparently all the machines were already destroyed by Goku! Staren sabotages any particularly dangerous and recoverable-looking parts he finds, like mounted weapons, but failing that, the priority is to get all the data and then wipe it off the machines. Or simply physically remove it, in the case of paper. Out he goes with the disguise team. They're keeping some info out of RPA hands! Mission success!
Zek	Zek makes his copies, and reads the reports as he goes. He's sure that most of the coordinates don't actually exist anymore, but frankly, that doesn't bother him. The point is to figure out likely places they'll go and then beat them there. He's thinking ahead! Plus... ...plus, the idea of a real wish appeals to him. What /would/ he wish for? Bringing back the dead... ...but he couldn't bring back all of them, could he? It's a sobering thought. Zek assembles a crude but solid case with a handle on it, powering down the terminal and extracting the data drives he'd been using. He places them in the container, sealing it up in a mimicry of a datamass storage unit from back home. His Warframe stands, and he looks around the tent for a moment, then reaches out and snags the most intact-looking rocket launcher he sees, tucking it under his arm. A bit awkwardly, he walks on out of the tent, back the way he came. His free hand grabs at something off to the side of his torso, and comes away with a little silver sphere. He tosses it lazily behind him. <"Affirmative. Recycling in progress. Stand clear."> He mentally issues a command. The sphere pops up off the ground -- -- and a singularity opens in the middle of the tent. The nearest scrap is pulled to the middle instantly, spiralling around a pinprick of a gravity well. It crushes inward, and more and more of the salvage, the weapons, and the electronics are swept up in a storm of howling wind and dragged into the middle of it. The tent gets ripped free of its moorings, sucked in around it, crumpling fast. The singularity vanishes. A sphere of weirdly-mixed materials the size of a softball drops to the ground in the middle of where the tent used to be. Zek casually drops an antigravity pad and flies over the wall, his new rocket launcher in one hand and his pay-data in the other. <"Parts decommissioned. Proceeding to extraction. Good work, everyone."> Today has been a good day.
Tomoe	Tomoe sasy "I do I have heard it before somewhere Note and if it's related to your world? I doubt whatever this Gero has made or worked on is somethign we want the Red Pants to get." She notes again perhaps she also looking at Twilight for a moment as she moves to scoop up all the info she can into her inventory. "No we should take some samples of the weapons they have recovered we might be able to find out more about them and this RR they are digging up hit up a mueasm see if hte Curator there can help us with this? Though we should take most of them out yes." Or the Tenno could use some void power, well there goes her idea. Maybe the data could be used in a similar way.
Yang Xiao Long	Yang's fast, and she's far more skilled than these regular grunts, but there's a lot of them and she only has so much stamina. She transmits that fact to the others, then begins to extract herself from the melee, backing off gradually, drawing the guards further and further out of position while still putting those brave or stupid enough to get close, down.