[dcs_p]Sulking over the warm sand, Purifier scout Adept Melissa Fox pushed her 25-ton
Nexus warily on in an approach to the city’s outer edge. She had been regretting
her scouting duty all day, knowing she would take the first hit when her traitorous
teammates were much more deserving of the initial attack that would soon strike
her Mech. But now was not a time for complaining, the enemy was close and
she could feel it in her blood. The only thing left to do now was fight, die, or
surrender. She took a glance at her rear scanners and noticed Adept Duwong’s
90 ton Viking charging forward while Jon Stegron’s Atlas seemed to be catching
up to her own Mech. That bastard is probably trying to show off for me again.
Melissa shook her head.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Suddenly Melissa could see a 30-ton enemy Spider in front of her. She almost
cried out, noticing it powered down behind the building off to her right. Now she
realized it wasn’t powering up, and that she hadn’t given warning to any of her
teammates yet. Making one of the biggest decisions of her life, she decided not
to warn her lancemates. Though it was possibly un-piloted and not a threat to
her team, she knew it was most likely part of a trap employed by the enemy,
Strider’s Strikers. She hated her Purifier position so badly she desperately
wanted to be killed, rescued, or taken prisoner by someone other than the
Toyama faction of Word of Blake. If only she could find Sir Owen whom she had
met on Gibson. She was certain he would help her to get away from all of these
Blakist extremists.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Jon Stegron was finally getting used to his new Atlas. A promotion for his
command in a successful invasion of a Wasat city back in Marik space, his
BattleMech was 100 tons of firepower. A large bore autocannon sat just meters
below his cockpit, housed in the stomach of the behemoth. An array of medium
class lasers and an SRM 6 provided additional medium to short range punch,
while an LRM 20 rounded off as his only long range weapon. Dwelling on this
engineering flaw, Jon was shocked when his IR scanner flashed an image directly
in front of him. Looking at his visual screen, Jon halted the Atlas in its tracks as
an unknown BattleMech appeared from the storage bin just meters from his own
Atlas. Grinning wide, Jon raised his Mech’s arms to meet the new threat.[/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Ryan Allen rushed through the soft metal door of the grain silo to come face to
face with a 100-ton Atlas assault Mech. His face flushed white with surprise and
unexpected fear. Ryan quickly swung his Mech’s mace to meet the threat. [/dcs_p]
[dcs_p]Missing just centimeters from the Atlas’s right torso, Ryan quickly struggled for
balance to counter the massive mace’s momentum. Bringing his Infighter back
into a kick that shuddered the Atlas’s right leg under several tons of force, Ryan
managed a laugh as his machine stepped back from the 100-ton monster. The
Atlas began struggling for balance, and raised its arms out to its sides in an effort
to keep from falling over. Then Ryan let loose with his small lasers, throwing in
little firepower but adding to the Atlas pilot’s confusion. Flipping his safety off and
setting sights on the enemy’s silhouette, Ryan triggered his primary weapon, the
ThunderClap-20.[/dcs_p]