Equipment: Haywire I Armor over Viper Mk. I Skinsuit, Duraglide Boots with Boot Rockets
Dark Purple pair of Wrist Dazzlers, 7 Whimsy Knives, 3 Glitter Grenades, 2 Giggle Grenades, 1 Pink Vapor Grenade
Objective: Find the fun.
Tags:
Ingrid L'lerim
Willow and Ivy Vyn Daldoure
001-A-986 "Nix"
A
ARS VAMI
"Alright just gotta-" All the more she was able to speak as plasma greeted her vision in light of the biodroid attacking, her palms extended as the energy forced her back against the wall far sharper than she had anticipated while draining the energy into herself.
The cracks of her against the wall had her seeing spots when the familiar burn in her occurred. Her mind raced in those few seconds she had, watching something fall from the ceiling after the droid before her.
Implementation of facet shift. Source, external source of damage encountered while enacting objective. Enabling shift to B-138 facet. Suppressing C-71 until goal completion.
"Feth you-." she whispered to herself once more as her eyes blinked briefly. She sagged for a moment against the wall, waking before she took stock of the situation around her.
The generator before her was slowing, the sound of the storm outside giving her an idea of what its purpose was. A power cell was thrown to the floor as she herself felt energizes. Her head ached as bodies were flung her direction along with electricity.
Power, raw but definitely able to be used.
She covered the distance in a short jump, hands on the generator and absorbing while redirecting the power through herself and back into the machine.
"That will be plenty. Focus on the droid." She spoke clearly, her mind pushed the excess of the energy she felt from herself and into the generator as it hummed with an even tone. It settled into a steady cycle, her eyes moving to the droid now. The display gave her a clear sign of how well the system would operate, but also alerted her of the potential strain the machine would be under.
She bobbled her head back and forth, finally guessing there was a similar system if not a direct support to the generator somewhere nearby given the setup she saw before her.
"I have to find the secondary! If this one doesn't have support it will burn itself out. Keep that thing away from it!" She called to the most likely to be in command of the situation. A red haired woman who seemed to have a solid grasp of the fight. She grabbed a tool kit from beside the generator, counting her lucky stars for it as she broke cover and exited the structure.
It only took a brief guess given the external layout where the other system was, keeping along the wall as she hustled along. She propped open the door, ignoring the bodies on the floor until she could diagnose the systems troubles. Stepping through the mess, she set the toolbox down and pulled damaged components out in a mad rush.
"Come on, come on! Gimme that power converter so I can bypass the relay switch and hardwire you in to direct power you piece of batha poo-doo!" She hissed, taking a spanner wrench and breaking the lock pin free on the hard-line wire box.