Elysia was bright as always. Even when hours ago news was getting around of a giant that waltzed through the ocean they weren't afraid. That was because at any time all an Elysian had to do was gaze to the horizon and they would be reminded who they were. For before them backed by azure skies and the beautiful landscape over the wall was the brass statue of Doom. These monoliths of art served as a never endin reminder that they were safe. So they continued to work and play all but two.
"Ow! Amanda you know not to use the blow torch when I'm down here!"
"Cass you know if you ask me to help you build something I'm probably going to use the blow torch." The sister countered continuing to mold metal with searing heat. "Besides your supposed to be tough as nails so stop being such a baby."
"Why would I be tough as nails?" The redhead asked with an arched brow. She'd never understood why her dad or sister thought her strong, not even after having been told plenty of times.
"Think about it you built a mobile suit that goes what the third the speed of light. Even with your gravity devices that's a lot of g force you have to endure. You leaped to join Doom's forces without question. You allready are starting to rival some of their finest."
"I'm just smart, shut up." With that a small alarm flaired Cass looking to the screen upside down. A wave of her hand and a small robot rolled toward her with the video screen rotating it for the engineer. "Ha I knew it."
"Knew what?" Inquired her sister looking at the monitor. It's information was vague to say the least and mostly in binary looked more like Matrix openings then any actual data.
"Aliens will be coming soon. And that planet has some serious shit going down to." With a flip she got to her feet ran to a computer and began to put in a code to seal what the sisters had been working on. "See a while back I'd picked up alot of traffic on this thingy when a planet came into orbit. So I launched some stuff to scout whatever and keep me posted. See that?"
"The eighth row of ones and zeroes thirty five digits down?"
"Yeah that, that's them. I don't know who them is but that's them. And they've got a fleet coming. That's why we built this." As the device closed Amanda realized it to be a rocket. It'd be enough to get the Requiem into orbit devices inside the rocket were evidently a flight prototype for the giant mechazoid.
"Cass! The Req wasn't built for space combat. Taking on a fleat is going to be havoc on the body. Destiny is only outfitted with a total of fifteen rounds that's not going to best some alien armada. On top of that why in the hell would you not tell someone ahead of time!" The jade haired little sister was rightfully furious.
"Could you stop yelling" the elder sister commented as she uncupped her ears. "We'll just have to hope in not the only one up there then. And how was I supposed to know I was supposed to tell someone about alien invasion forces." Her sister's eye visibly twitched in frustration "you should do something about that."
With that Cassandra Thirdgate moved to take refuge into the pilot seat that was like a second home to her. And Amanda moved to a series of monitors computers and keyboards. "Systems ready" the pair stated in harmony as they ran the checklist they knew by heart. So familiar with the machinery even add one were easily integrated. And soon enough the ground oppened up and the Requiem took off encased in an egg like rocket that raced skyward.
With a blazing trail the machine pierced the atmosphere and soon broke into the heavens stars reflecting off the polished steel. With what would of been a hiss if not for the soundlessness of space the egg cracked in a rather needlessly artistic design. Bursting open to form a series of mechanized wings laced with thrusters. It was both beautifully crafted yet crude being still just a prototype. The tangerine and crimson mech revealed itself ready to take on whatever forces might come. Apart of her wanted to break off in pursuit of the massive energy signature on the alternate planet. Something told her however that might not be best for a machine however. In fact not long ago she saw a mech be thrown by a mutant in Tokyo if the energy signature was of some people like that she was almost sure she hated the idea of going down there. Wreckage of said machine told Cass she'd be rebuilding her baby for like days. And while remodeling was fun repairs she found to be a bitch to go through.
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