Go go Power Rangers!

[midgarhorizon]

Who: Reno, Turks, and all of Ragnarok and people who've just gotten dragged along
What: This is what Reno has been waiting for- a chance to make a move against the administrators
Where: The Tower (see subthreads and prompts)
When: 15th to event end
Warnings: Probably a lot of gore, possibly.



[Ragnarok Mission Log! Feel free to add new subthreads for whatever you guys need!]



TEAM RAGNAROK BLASTING OFF

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[Room 2-03 Dorm Door]

[gradosfinest]

[Amelia hadn't been sleeping all that soundly anyways when everything suddenly went to hell, so springing to her feet only takes her a second. She was used to the shit hitting the fan on a semi-routine basis by now and she's already gearing up while listening to the announcement. Actually hearing it through gives her pause for a moment, right in the middle of securing her gauntlets. It's a lot to take in all at once, sentient retrieval units? On their side? The possibility this might be some manner of trick does cross her mind momentarily, but when the subject of distracting Jason comes up that takes a back seat.

She remembers what happened earlier in the year. What Jason did to so many people within the Tower. What he did to their bodies, their minds. For a split second her mind flashes back to her confrontation with Sheba on the 81st Floor, how she'd been forced to cut her down to defend herself...

Any anxiety she felt a moment ago is replaced by a surge of white-hot anger, the young knight having to take a deep breath in order to force herself to calm down. She wants to face Jason and to make him pay for what he's done, but a reckless soldier is a dead soldier, and dead soldiers fight for no cause.

When Reno knocks on her door she answers it straight away, her axe Garm already slung across her back with her sheathed sword in her hands, just starting to slide it into her belt so she can secure it properly. Rather than her usual friendly, if slightly tired smile, the look on her face is one of determination, an unmistakable fire burning just behind her eyes.]

Sir.

[Typically she just calls him Reno, aware that he generally prefers being called that. But this isn't her usual tone either, instead of her usual somewhat easygoing politeness this is a sharp, quick acknowledgement of her superior officer.

She is a soldier, a knight. And right now she intends to be a damn good one.]

[midgarhorizon]

[It's different, but not unwelcome. Reno's trying to be that person right now, the one Veld had always been and the one they could look up to.

In response, he nods to her.]

Glad you can make it. I'll be handing out some assignments in a moment when everyone gathers.

[gradosfinest]

[One more quick check of her equipment. Armor's on and secure, weapons are where they should be... she's as ready as she's gonna get.]

Understood. Where are we gathering? [She can assume the rally point must be nearby, given how everything is happening so damn quickly.]

[midgarhorizon]

Here. No point going off somewhere in the dark, y'know? Saving that for when we move out.