Re: Down Time and Hospital Time
(Big bloc post incoming)
Lynn, now devoid of clothes other then a grey and dull purple plug suit, and a pair of A-10 clips which looked more like wolf ears then the usual bulb like ones other pilots used, stood infront of the the only part of the EVA not currently covered in tarp. The plug open and ready for the pilot to enter, though it was currently devoid of LCL.
If Lynn had been hoping to get away from Doctor Cavey her hopes were promptly dashed when a video chat window opened up infront of her left eye, the scientist with her odd dyed pink hair appearing in the window.
"Ok Pilot, this is going to be the first time these Russian jokers are going to be seeing my Wolfpac, so make sure you synch up properly and avoid fucking up on something this basic, or I'll make sure you have to wear 'The Outfit' for the rest of our stay here."
While Lynn didn't so much mind the color of the plug outfit (Grey was a favorite color for her), the one thing that annoyed her about it were the A-10 clips that were shaped like wolf ears. As if she didn't stand out enough with Wolfpac, she had to wear these silly looking things on top of it, much to Doctor Cavey's insistence. Her contemplating over, the plug was open and waiting for her to enter.
However, her peace and quiet was broken by the appearance of the good doctor in the video chat. The woman's hair always did freak her out. Just who wore their hair in that color? Of course, she never had the courage to say anything, cause she would punish her by wearing...that outfit.
She kept herself silent as the doctor began to lecture her on the very basic objective given before her. Maybe it was her training kicking in, but Lynn had no hostility in her voice as she responded. "Yes Ma'am. I won't mess this up. I know how important this is to you. Preparing synch now." Taking a deep breath, she knew it was time to at least score some points with Cavey. She climbed in and made her final preparation.
"Good, initializing LCL injection," The doctor said as the plug twisted into position on the back of 14s neck. As soon as it had locked into position a number of vents opened up on the sides of the plug and the yellowish LCL flooded in.
"Make sure your comfortable in there, you might just be stuck in that pod for a while after we land, I want to check some of your synch scores, ontop of that for all we know their elevator moves at the pace of a snail. I'll keep you shut down when you aren't moving just so we avoid any incidents this early on," The pink haired women said, before muttering to herself just loud enough for the call to pick up "Don't need this OD to learn about the side effects after all, might just mothball Wolfpac immediatly."
An extended stay in Wolfpac wasn't a very pleasurable experience, the odd shape of the EVA meaning that the pilot seat wasn't so much a seat as it was a bench that the pilot layed down face first on. Where the pilots legs were linked into a rail system and their hands on some butterfly controls set up on similarially. The view screens were even off and instead of displaying on the front of the pod they were instead displayed along the bottom, which worked well enough thanks to how the entire system was set up but it would be rather disorienting for anyone unusued to the system.
With a bump the plane landed on the runway and began its rapid deceleration.
"Setting plug depth to .08, be ready for synchronization. Synchronization in 3...2...1"
As with all the EVAs the ground would seem to fall out below the pilot when synchronization first activated, and like always the pilot would feel a slight pressure on their mind, a slight intrusion from the EVA. The entity connecting with Lynn feeling less like the humanoid mind that the normal EVAs did, and instead feeling like just a beast. Then the feeling went away and the screens lit up fully, leaving Lynn with a view of the tarp that was still surrounding her EVA.
"All vital signs are good, ready to show these Russians what a real EVA looks like Wolf-chan?" The pink haired doctor said from a larger window on the EVAs view screens, before muttering "If only we had gotten here a few hours earlier we could have shown them by curb stomping that Angel."
All she could do at this point was remain calm. All her training, all the practice, everything had preparaed her for this. Even though it was a mere demonstration of Wolfpac's abilities, she would till need to be at the top of her game in order to show the Russians just what they were getting. Impress them right out the gate.
Once again, her training took over and she got herself in position, heeding each and every word of the doctor. "Understood ma'am. I'll await your orders." However, she could only raise a curious eyebrow at that passing comment she made. Side effects? Well, didn't all these things have some sort of effect on the pilots? So how could hers be any different, save for the obvious facts.
Of all the things she didn't like about Wolfpac, it was the pilot seat. Damn thing was so uncomfortable and the unit was hardly accomidating to begin with. Even the viewscreens were hard to get used to and to the untrained pilot, they were hard to get used to. But for Lynn, it was like nothing. She was ready and raring to go. No questions asked.
She felt the bump of the plane. More words crossed her ears as the final countdown began. Lynn closed her eyes in preparation, opening them at one and just in time for synchronization. Unlike the other EVA, Lynn would not feel the typical intrustion the normal pilots did, but rather that of a beast. Something more primal. A low growl could be heard escaping Lynn's lips as the feeling went away, and the screens finally lit up, her gaze meeting the tarp around her.
Te doctor came over the coms again, confirming that the process was compled. "Ready as I'll ever be Ma'am. Russia is in for quite a wake up call. Tme to show them how we do things in the west. And don't worry. We'll teach them how to fight when the time comes. What are your orders?"
"Thats the spirit Wolf-chan. EVA will be disengaged shortly, ground teams will be waiting outside to lead you to the elevator, but thats rather boring," a small beep and a map appeared near the bubblegum haired scientists window, a single path leading along it, "So how about we give them a proper show, here is the fastest route to the elevator. Just go at a full cruising speed, no need to break out into a sprint for this one."
Then a genuine (if rather sinister) smile came to the scientists face, "Try not to damage any buildings when you leap over them, and don't worry about dealing with Viktor or the Base Commander, I'll take the heat for this one." Then she looked off screen for a moment and tapped at buttons only she could see, the tarp drawing back away from the EVA before she continued, "Disengaging in 3...2...1"
With that the quadruped EVA dropped the remaining distance to the ground with a rather loud thud, causing the ground to shake. A number of ground crew were a fair distance down the runway waving some glow rods in a direction that wasn't highlighted on the map Carvey had left, the pink haired doctor now sporting a one million megawatt smile (that was still no less sinister) as she said "And let the race begin!"
Seems there were at least a few things she and the doctor could agree on. A simple walk would hardly be an appropriate demonstration of Wolfpac's abilities. A real chance for her to show off to the big wigs and the grunts. She obsserved the map next to the woman on screen, making mental notes and memorizing the layout. "Understood ma'am. A little razzle dazzle never hurt anyone. Full cruising speed confirmed"
The smile that followed from the doctors lips was rather...unnerving, but enough to keep her focused. "I'll try not to, Ma'am. Last thing I want is to tick these Russians off. I know they're one to hold a grudge." She would quiet herself as the doctor tapped a few buttons that resulted in the tarp being removed and the disengage count down being activated. It was time. At long last it was time.
Lynn braced herself for the drop and clenched her eyes during the short decent. Upon landing, her eyes shot open, as she saw the men holding the glow rods in the distance. Her gaze met the doctors on the screen, the doctor now smiling like she had never seen before.It was strange. For the first time since she knew the woman, their thoughts were one. "Yes, Ma'am. It's time to hunt!" With little hesitation or fear, she took off, ignoring the boring path laid out before her and following the doctors instructions.
The flattop below the EVA buckled as it leapt out from the shadow of the EVA Carrier, revealing the purple quadruped which somehow had grey fur running along much of it, including its tail. Taking off with a speed that left the crew on the airstrip stunned Wolfpac cleared the entire airfield in only a pair of strides before leaping over a few blocks of short buildings. Tearing up more roads both where it landed and where it jumped off from moments later, carrying it over a larger building, a column of tanks sitting still in the street as their crews watched the EVA leap by. Its final leap carried it over a five story building, skimming a single brick off the top of the building before it landed on the elevator to the EVA hangers, coming to a stop with a loud screeching skid. Surprisingly, other than the damaged roadways and the brick, there was no damage from the EVAs sprint, including no one injured.
That was mostly thanks to the fact that all the civilians were still sitting in their refugee shelters, though Doctor Cavey’s route also avoided all the military units still running through the city, somehow. Back at the airplane that very same doctor was walking along the tarmac with that same smile on her face as she looked at the ground torn up by the EVA, and at the stunned looks on most of the personnel in the area. It seemed the Operations Director wasn’t here though, most likely going off to harass her pilot instead. Getting onto a road car she headed off.
Meanwhile the elevator grinded to a halt, before a number of conveyor belts started to move P-EVA 14 to its hanger bay, Lynn having to get out before the final steps were done due to the odd placement of her pod and how the hanger wasn't built for a quadruped EVA, forcing it to stand up on its hind legs. Which left her, still in her plug suit, standing on the catwalks around the EVA hanger.