Log:The Devastor, Mk I

2013/01/12 	 Cecila Pendragon Pleiades Anthony Quinn|Q Wasp 1

Saturday night at the CBSU Campus

For medical staff there's no such thing as 9-5. Jackie is just finishing a long evening shift and is wandering aimlessly through the campus to unwind before settling in to watch late night tv films.

Pleiades skates slowy through campus, on patrol. . o O (Quiet here at night, when the students are between terms. Peaceful). o O[ My Comrade, please be alert. Sergeant Sagittarius could be anywhere, as could Doctor Scarlotti's Numbers.]. o O (*sigh* I know, I know.)

Saturday night on campus. *sigh* Not like Bethany has family to visit. Well, not that she can visit by traveling. She has a great great great (ad-nauseum) grandfather stuck in her head. But that doesn't really count, does it? Without her crown on, she's just Bethany, history major with a tendency to annoy the professors by telling them that some of their precious texts got it wrong.

So, what is she doing on a saturday night? Well, her roommate put a sock on the door..... again... and she took that as a sign to be -elsewhere-... So she's heading for the commons area after grabbing a hot cup of cocoa. "Ugh, wish they'd make this stuff with milk, not water, god..." she mutters as she steps out of the little cafe that serves the students and puts her meal card away.

Tony wanders through the campus. What's he doing here so late at night? Well, he might not actually be a student but he's still only 21 years old, so from time to time it can be relaxing to hang out with people his own age, and that's what he's intending to do tonight as he makes his way toward the Underground.

In the distance, tires screech and a car slams into something. Some screams rise up. All of the commotion comes from the direction of the main gate that leads towards the Student Quarter.

Panzerfaust almost smugly states. o O [My Comrade, there seems to be an emergency).] Pleiades nods . o O (Roger! Let's go! Blitzraeder, Hurricane Stampede!) . o O [OK Buddy!]

Well, that doesn't sound good. A lot more than just a fender-bender from the amount of noise and the crash. On the other hand he shouldn't need the heavier components of his armor for something like this so Tony takes off on foot running in the direction of the noise.

Jackie lifts her head as the sound comes to her. Then she's on the move, pulling off her jacket and holding onto it with one hand. Her wings grow out, tearing through the back of her blouse but she doesn't shrink. Because if she shrinks she can't use her PDA, "ER, this is Dr DelQuist. Probably car accident near the Student Quarter main gate. I'm attending. Request paramedics and prep for trauma patients." while flying.

Tires screeching, that's not anything to be alarmed about, but... screams. That could be a whole different problem entirely. Everyone knows that the University is chock full of metahumans. Heck, Bethany's roommate is Primal, the kitty girl who can't turn human.. but right now, she just mutters and starts walking in the direction of the problem. After all, she was just out for something to do to keep her from walking in on uncomfortable nakedness back in her dorm room. Sipping her cocoa, she simply goes to investigate.... no superspeed. No flying. Just... one foot in front of the other...

There's big mess at T-intersection by one of the campus gates along Courtland Way. There's giant power armor standing in the middle of the intersection. A car looked to have just slammed into to the armor, and although the armor seems fine, the two people inside the car are both unconscious and possibly hurt. The intersection is packed with traffic - this being a busy Saturday night. Innocents have begun to flee the scene.

Devastator

A suit of powered armor, standing at an imposing nine feet tall. It's chasis is primarily black, with silvery overlapping bands of metal, wrapped around it's arms, legs, and torso for extra armored protection. It's armed visibly with blasters built into the palms of its hands, and large boxy pack on it's    back, with thruster ports in the bottom. The helmet is a flat and boxy, like a    television monitor.

Pleiades skates up the the car, ignoring the armor for now (but keeping her guard up), "Hey! Can you respond!?"

Jackie ignores the armored giant for now. Instead she's heading straight for the crumbled car and its occupants, mentally reviewing the procedures advised for crash victims.

Both people in the car seem knocked out. The spent and deflated airbags are probably a hint to the intensity of the impact.

Jackie sniff, checking for the smell of gas. If that is absent she turns to Pleiades, "I'm a doctor. The impact has probably warpped the car's structual frame. Do you have the strength to tear the front doors loose?"

Well, with the appearance of someone else in powered armor at the scene and students fleeing in terror this has obviously moved from a case of a simple accident to something more serious. "Damn it," he mutters, "I liked this jacket." And with that he shuts down the camouflage configuration for his armor, summoning the majority of his suit from adjacent subspace. The pieces clamp around him, joining to the undersheath beneath his clothing and unfortunately destroying the aforementioned jacket as well as his other outer clothes.

Giant... armor. Bethany just stops and stares, her cocoa cup held halfway to her mouth. "Oh my.." she says in a voice that semi-echoes into the cup. She shakes her head and absently finds a trash bin to ditch her cup in before she sighs. . o o O O (I suppose this is new to you as well, right?) she thinks and the reply... o o O O (Unless this be Mordred in new armor, I know it not.) And Bethany nods, sighing as she makes use of the distraction of all of that to close her eyes and invite her ancestor to manifest. The crown appears on her head even as the clothing and even her appearance alter. In just a split second, hopefully out of sight from the majority of the crowd... she is wearing her plate armor and the wound she suffered several days ago is still sore, but not hindering her any longer. The sword remains sheathed at her side as she starts to stride forward, "Please. Step aside. Keep your distance.." she intones to various people... somehow just -exuding- power and authority...

Pleiades nods, "Yes Ma'am! Panzerfaust, Cyber Overcharge!" A buzzsaw spiral of runes appears benath her as her eyes glow red, and the air around her ripples as her systems heat up.

The giant stalks eastward up Courtland Way, keeping the campus fences on its right hand side to the south. There's a deserted car blocking it's path. With a backhand smash, it bats the sedan aside, crushing it into a pair of parked cars at the side of the road. Pedestrians fleeing away from the robot are just barely staying ahead of it, keeping 6m ahead of the behemoth.

Pleiades rips the doors off the wrecked car, "Ma'am, can you take care of them while I stop that thing?"

Jackie nods to Pleiades, "Yes. Thank you for your help with the doors. You're absolutely right though, if that thing isn't stopped there will be more injuries. Go. Go with my thanks. "

(It could very well -be- Mordred. That armor is enchanted. Perhaps my sister has...) O O o o. . and then Pendragon's eyes spy the wounded civilians. She would normally leap to their aid, but her eyes narrow and her sword is just -in- her hand. For those who might have heard the stories of Arthur and the sword of power, the sword will appear much like your mind envisions it from all the tales you have heard or films you have seen. The blade however, looks like the light of the noon sun is beaming onto it. The tip of said blade is pointed at the armored giant.

"Ye shall pay for that wanton act of cruelty giant one." says a voice that is far deeper than Bethany's normal voice. English accented too. "For now ye shall taste the fury of a king."

The armor pays no attention to the actions of heroes rescuing the innocents from the car. It's about to keep marching east when it hears Pendragon's challenge. It turns to face her and the tv monitor face plate comes to life, showing the humanoid features of some creature that isn't quite human. "Pendragon. It's is time to meet your end - it is named Carnathos, Lord of Burning Wastes!"

"But in short, you may call me -- Devastator."

Jackie mutters under her breath while working, "Pompous oaf."

Jackie reaches into the car pushing the now deflated airbags to make room for a hand and arm. Making contact with the worst injured by simple visual inpection she releases a flood of virus particles, one set that sweeps through the unconscious body repairing, sealing ruptured blood vessels and stabilizing the patient, another strain of the virus collecting data and returning to Jackie with a thorough diagnostic of the state of the patient's injuries.

Devastator picks up a nearby, empty automobile. "I didn't think I would find you so quickly, Pendragon. I've barely hand a chance to whet my appetite." Effortlessly, it tosses the automobile at the sword wielding heroine.

Jackie speaks into her PDA after a quick examination of the car's occupants, "ER. Two patients. Unconious. No major trauma but possible concussions. I'll bring them in. Don't send a ambulance or paramedics. There's a giant rampaging robot tearing up the scenery here."

The car crunches into an abandoned taxi just to Pendragon's left, then thoom, the tossed ar falls flat to the pavement.

Over the emergency band, the hospital responds to Jackie. "Got it. We'll have emergency car prepped for them and for any other injuries."

As the car is thrown, Pendragon's deep voice intones, "Ye may kill me, but before ye do... you will know that the last of ye blood shall be flowing onto the ground along with me." And then the armored woman is in motion. The car flies over her shoulder as she ducks under it and then comes up with a visious slash of her gleaming sword.

The Devastator covers up with his arms and Pendragon's sword sparks off of his armored limbs. The strike fails to break the surface of the banded armor. "The human smiths of this world, are quite clever, no?"

Q takes a quick look at the fleeing people. With Devastator stopping to fight with Pendragon he's no longer got to worry about getting them out of the way or figuring out a way to slow down big D, so he takes to the air in an attempt to give Pendragon a hand. "Hey, don't go throwing cars at the lady," he says, his voice coming out electronic from his helmet. "That's even worse than all the pollution you must cause with all your burning waste." With that he unleashes with his force bolts, trying to drive Devastator down onto the ground.

The blasts glance off of Devastator's armor. His boots crunch down into the pavement, but he doesn't budge.

Pleiades looks at the armor, "Hmmm. He looks tough." Her gauntlet comments in German, "My Comrade, full power total destruction?" She grins, "This time, I think you may be right, Panzerfaust. Load Zaubermunition!" A chamber racks back and forth on the back of her gauntlet, ejecting a smoking brass casing. A circle of runes appears beneath her skates as she holds out her left hand, a pink-colored orb of energy forming on her palm. "HEAVEN..." She punches the orb with her gauntlet, sending an overwhelming beam of energy streaking toward Devestator. "... BREAKER!!!!!!"

Pleia's blast leaves a smoking scorch mark in armor protecting Devastator's rib cage. He twists and covers up the area with one of his giant mitts. The monitor face turns and focuses on Pleia.

Cecila takes the opportunity to put on her brand new costume which is little more than a martial arts Gi in green and a mask and heads towards the problem while most people are running away. o ( Now lets see just how I stack up against these other metas ) as the sidewalks and road rips itself up behind her and builds a suit of earthen armor around her body and the ground itself seems to ripple under her and propel her forward at speed.

Seeing that the edge of the blade had little effect, Pendragon opts to go for a more brute force approach. You know the principle, if at first you don't succeed... hit harder! She steps up to the giant and pulls back with a two-handed grip before bringing the blade towards the armored figure with as much force as she can muster.

Pendragon's blade strikes true with a terrible clang of metal on metal. Devastator seems to take the blow in stride. "This armor was crafted with your strengths in mind, Pendragon. And also with something the human smith call... plasma." With that he raises his open hand and unleashes a giant blast of superheated material.

Her strike clanging into the armor, the King's voice echoes through her as she says deeply, "You shall need to learn about war, and put less faith in your smiths." This is said as Excalibur comes up and literally deflects the entire blast of plasma into the ground.

Pleiades says, "Huh. Was that Zaubermunition a dud?" Her gauntlet replies in German, "My Comrade, it was a full charge." She shrugged, "Oh, I guess I must have failed to focus the shot. Um, let's go with Shield Breaker for now, Panzerfaust." She skated swiftly forward and punched at the giant armor, a circle of runes appearing beneath her skates and between her fist and the armor.

Pleiades punches through the rune, gently tapping the Armor. The rune shatters, and the cracks are mirrored in the surface of the armor, briefly.

A magical barrier appears around the Devastator when Pleia strikes it. The magical energy disappates, redirected around the outside of the barrier.

Pleiades frowns, "Some sort of Defensor Wall?"

Q watches as Pleiade's Zabermunition and Shield Breaker seem to have little effect upon Devastator. Nor does Pendragon's hit seem all that effective. Well, if they can't hurt it maybe they can just stop it. He dives down behind Devastator, less for a tactical advantage than because he doesn't want to get between it and Pendragon, and attempts to pin its arms to its sides."

Mechanical server groan and strain as Devastator tries to resist Q's hold, but slowly, Q compresses the armor's arms to his sides.

Cecila notices several people attacking the one guy who seems to be busy mouthing off... Typical badguy behavior check. "Maybe you got her strengths covered but you dont have everyone's I'm willing to bet" She'll slide in closer and stomps her foot into the ground sending a large chunk of concrete into the air which she punches and sends it flying at Devastator

The hunk of concrete strikes Devastator and explodes into bits, leaving a dent in the robots banded abdomen.

A hatch at the top of the Devastator's backpack opens and rockets fly out, straight into the sky before arcing downwards and spiraling towards each of the heroes.

Once again, the sword of Pendragon flicks up and bats aside the incoming projectiles. "Ye shall have to redouble ye effort villain!" the deep voice calls.

Pleiades shouts, "Hold it tight! Panzerfaust, load Zaubermunition!" Her gauntlet spits out another expended cartridge as the magic circle appears beneath her skates, "Jawohl mein Kameradin!". She holds out her left hand, generating another orb of power, "HEAVEN BREAKER EXCELLION..." She pulls back her gauntlet to punch. Small jets fire on her skates to stabalize her.

Suddenly blurring into motion, Pendragon spins that sword about in an almost Conan style maneuver, coming at the armored creature with a flurry intended to cut it to ribbons. "Fall villain!" exclaims the King's voice.

With each rotation, the sword sparks against the armor. Devastators hide is marred by the slices, but largely protected.

Q seems completely unaffected by the Macross Missile Death. "Was that suppose to hurt?" he asks Devastator. "You're going to have to...Holy Shit!" He shouts as he sees Pleiades coming at him with her Heaven's Breaker Excellion.

Pleiades shouts, "... FULL DRIVE!!!!!" Multiple magic circles appear around her gauntleted fist as she strikes, sending the mighty blast toward Devestator at point blank range!

"YEEEARGH!" The Devastator belows as Pleiades magical bolt slams into it. For a moment, the armor seems stunned, going slack in Q's grasp.

Cecila smirks a bit in her armor as she gets ready to unload. She stomps her foot into the ground, instead of a single rock flying up to be used a whole bunch of them float up around her as well as chunks of concrete and ashphalt too.

Devastator is rocked back and forth with each blow, buffeted left and right and left again while still in the confines of Q's grab.

Devastator slowly begins to flex against Q's grip, raising his arms bit by bit. He's almost free when Whang! Q pushed back and pins his arms again.

Shaking her head, the armored queen.. king... whatever! steps a half pace back, "You are in there, aren't you?" she calls out as she points her sword at the beast. The shine of the blade intensifies.. more... more.. and yet more... before it flares and fires.

Devastators magical barrier reappears, warping the mystical energy from Pendragon's blast around it's shell. Bit by bit, the barrier starts to crack until it shatters. The Devastator howls out in pain. The monitor faceplate blows out and the armor begins to spark and smoke. The machine goes limp in Q's arms...

In the air just above the Devastator a crack appears in the fabric of reality itself as the demon Carnathos is sucked violently from the machine and back to his home dimension.

Pleiades whews

Q drops the now empty suit of combat armor. "Well, that was fun," he says. "Anyone for shawarma?"

Pleiades grins uncertainly, "Is that food?"

Cecila gives the armor one last punch to be sure it's gone then sheds the rubble she collected to protect herself with leaving a pile of earthen rubble... pieces of concrete, ashphalt, dirt and stone where she's standing "Soooo... what was up with that?" she asks the others "Did he escape or something?"

When the sun-bright blast from her sword ends the creature and the armor and all that, Pendragon is... well tired. She prods at the limp armor with her blade and then looks to Q. "This seems to be... suitable for you to take as a trophy. You did the work to restrain the demon. Know this... that was a demon within it... there may be traces of the mystical still... fare thee well warrior." And then the eyes get a bit less gray... and the voice softens before PEndragon shakes her head, "Oh... damn." she says in her own voice once more, "He did it again, didn't he?" she asks.

The face plate of his armor pops open with a hiss of pressurized air then slides up and back to expose his face. "A demon?" he says. "Huh. Really? Because it looked like he was broadcasting encoded telemetry data to someone."

Cecila tilts her head to the side then asks "Also... Free food... I'm totally in for that. Where we heading?"

"Huh? Demon? Oh right yeah... there was a magical entity, a demon.. within the armor. When it was defeated by Excalibur... and well all of you too.." Pendragon shrugs, a look that seems out of place with her crowned authority.... "It went home. It was summoned and I believe that it was returned to where it came from when it failed its master."

"Actually," Q says, "We should probably look around, first. The radio signal wasn't all that strong so whoever was monitoring it is probably within a couple of blocks."

Raising her brows, Pendragon glances about the streets and inclines her head, "A couple blocks... is a large number of homes and offices. Can you triangulate the signal any better than that? Or is that all that we get to go on?" She asks as she sheathes the still flawless, gleaming blade of hers.

Cecila hrms and shrugs a bit "So there's a weirdo spying on us..." she asks as she rubs her foot on the ground and tries to sense anyone left nearby that's running away in panic after all they just kicked the crap out of their cool demon inhabited toy.

Q shakes his head. "We're looking for a receiver, not a transmitter," he says, "so we could only triangulate it if the broadcast was a tightbeam. Unfortunately in this case it wasn't. Look for suspicious vans and unusual antennas."

Jackie swoops back down from the sky having flown the car along with occupants to the hospital. "I'm bac... Oh. All finished?"

Cecila kneels down and touches the ground to get a better feel and hrms "Well they're probably already gone... I dont detect anything interesting nearby... So wanna go grab some food?"

Q nods to Cecilia. "Yeah. The Underground's suppose to have some pretty good hotwings," he says.

"I should..." Pendragon looks about and shakes her head, "I should see if there are any other injured... perhaps I should make myself scarce. This thing knew me by my moniker. I think I need some quiet time with... well, the old man."

This is a small coffee shop located on the second floor of a building not much larger than a two-family house. In the center is a counter with several stools, behind which are a couple of attendants and a row of coffee machines. Large canisters sit on the back wall with all manner of coffee beans from many different countries, and you can hear the almost-constant hiss of the cappuccino machine as orders are filled. In a basket on the counter are wrapped muffins, Rice-Krispy treats, bagels, and doughnuts, which people purchase to go with their coffee. Fresh sandwiches are made for those who wish to slake their appetite as well as their thirst.

Meanwhile...

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the city. A DEMON foot soldier steps into room. "We have an update Master Bonefinger. The Devastator was taken down before it could eliminate Pendragon -- It failed." The other man in the room, his face masked by the shadows speaks: "Disappointing, but not a complete failure. We've confirmed our theory that Pendragon's lair is somewhere in the student quarter. Let our contact at ACRO know that we're willing to give this experiment one more try..."