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    Down Time and Hospital Time

    LOCATIONL: MINSK, RUSSIA
    2 HOURS AFTER ENCOUNTER WITH THE THIRD ANGEL


    Olga was lying in her hospital room, now getting heavily drugged to help dull the pain of her lost arm. The cleanly cut wound that was her shoulder was currently heavily wrapped up in bandage after bandage, mostly to keep a special paste on the wound. The special paste made to keep the wound from closing over, while keeping it clean, so that it would be easier to replace the lost limb in a short while.

    So that probably left her in a rather poor state of mind when Viktor burst into the room again, looking to deal with the most heavily injured of the pilots.

    Takehito on the other hand was still in (relatively) perfect shape as he lay in a bed on the other side of the room. The doctors insisting he stay in the hospital for the rest of the day to ensure there was no more serious injuries.

    Charlotte was well and clear of her EVA by now, an army of maintenance crew going to work on the damaged leg of the EVA while she was pulled aside by Nikolai and brought to the hospital room that her fellow pilots were currently occupying.

    Meanwhile 20km away a fourth EVA was being moved by a plane so large it would make even the biggest bombers look like mosquitos beside it. The entire thing kept under wrap by a giant tarp to avoid the eyes of the populace, though it was doubtful they could even see the plane flying so high in the cloudy sky. Inside the plane were a whole team of people, armed soldiers mostly, but the only two that were really of any importance were an older lady who was tapping away at a PDA, one Doctor Lucienne Cavey, a French scientist who was one of the major researchers in the EVA project, assigned to Minsk after the resounding success of the last battle proved that they could keep the base below the city safe. The other was Lynn Marshal, the pilot of the EVA currently riding in the back of the aircraft. The rather tall girl of Irish decent left to entertain herself by her own devices for the duration of the flight, which was now coming to a rapid end as the plane descended toward the very large airstrip held inside the fortress cities walls.

    (A.k.a. our first non-combat thread. I'll advance the time along when I feel its necessary, and I'll move us on to the next angel fight when I decide to. So go nuts, have conversations, and if you do well you get XP awards!
    GM Note: Olga is in the hospital for a month before she is fully good to go again
    Takehito is a viable candidate for Therapy
    Everyone else is good)
    Last edited by Ranger9000; 6th August 2013, 00:47.
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    As Viktor burst into the room, Olga would immediately try to sit herself up, only feel to a racking pain lance through her body, clutching her arm tight and winching terribly, and doubling over in pain. If anyone looked closely, they would see her cough up a small bit of blood before promptly lying back down, "K-K-Kapitan...." She said out weakly before gazing down to the floor. She would stare at the floor for a few moments before hesitantly and uncertainly looking back up to the OD, "....H-how long do they believe it to be before I am 'fit' to be back in Unit 02? I.... do not like being here... I prefer to be in my quarters or Eva." She said sullenly. Being created solely to battle the Angels, Olga felt..... out of place, disconnected; in any place but her quarters or her entry plug.
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      She wasn't sure why, but Lynn could never stand planes. The whole trip from her original base was agonizing on the young woman and all she could really do at this point was pace the length of the plane in an effort to burn off her energy. She was finally able to get into some real action! Real combat! No more damn simulators and no more lectures about weapons handling and the like! Her training was over and it was time for her to finally prove herself. But if the rumors were true, the current set of pilots just polished of the first big bad, denying her her first taste of real combat...for now. She just continued to pace, gripping a small necklace in her hand as she did. She would also occasionally scratch the back of her ear in a quick, frantic fashion. Enough time would pass and she'd finally calm down, sitting next to the scientist that had been put on the plane with her. She needed a distraction. Something. Anything. "So Doc, anything you can tell me about this place? Bout the people? My boss? My team mates? Anything? I just can't sit still anymore! I gotta get down there!"

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        Takehito, laying mostly undisturbed as the doctors went to work with Olga, muttered things to himself in a low voice. Occasionally, he shuddered, as if remembering some horrific thought. Staring blankly at the ceiling, he made no response to Viktor's entry, quite content to stay in his little trance.

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          Doctor Cavey looked up from her PDA, giving the the pilot an exasperated look before she said "Minsk, located in the Russian Union, is one of the largest 'Fortress Cities' that the country has produced. Picked for NERV use because of the significant base infrastructure below the city and because the Russian Union was willing to pay for it. Your boss will likely be Operations Director Viktor Sokolov, known for being excessively accommodating and friendly with everyone he meets. As I have not met your future team mates its unlikely I've got any more information on them then you do, though I can tell you they don't pilot EVAs like your own."

          With that she looked back down at her PDA, but added (with a well hidden smirk) "We will soon be landing, if you need to distract yourself in that time then why don't you get one of the guards to play fetch with you or something."
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            The captain looked to the side, trying his best to swallow the reality of the situation before addressing the mangled pilot. “It’ll be a month before you are fit to fight again.” Viktor said with his head down in a gesture of solemnity. “Sorry… if I hadn’t hesitated and given you the order to eject before…” The man walked toward the wounded pilot, his eyes never actually looking at the missing limb on the girl, and instead focusing on her eyes.

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              Originally posted by Ranger9000 View Post
              Doctor Cavey looked up from her PDA, giving the the pilot an exasperated look before she said "Minsk, located in the Russian Union, is one of the largest 'Fortress Cities' that the country has produced. Picked for NERV use because of the significant base infrastructure below the city and because the Russian Union was willing to pay for it. Your boss will likely be Operations Director Viktor Sokolov, known for being excessively accommodating and friendly with everyone he meets. As I have not met your future team mates its unlikely I've got any more information on them then you do, though I can tell you they don't pilot EVAs like your own."

              With that she looked back down at her PDA, but added (with a well hidden smirk) "We will soon be landing, if you need to distract yourself in that time then why don't you get one of the guards to play fetch with you or something."
              Lynn let out a sigh as she listened to the doctor drone on and on about a few of her questions, going into literally the most boring possible details that anyone could. For someone like Lynn, this was hardly enough to keep her interested. It did get the information across, but it almost put the poor girl to sleep. So her boss was going to be Viktor Sokolov? And he was accommodating? Well from the sounds of it, she might have a really easy time with her new pack. However, she neglected to say anything about her fellow team mates, leaving Lynn a little disappointed. Well, she'd find out soon enough.

              However, the doctor seemed to close her mouth after all that information, but added an additional quip. Fetch? The young pilot let out a low growl in the womans general direction before hoping out of her seat and making one final comment. "I'm not an animal damn it." With a little bit of anger still hanging in the air, she opened her hand to reveal her token, revealing it to be a combination of dog tags from one parent and a locket belonging to the other. Her only memories of her parents and her only connection to home. Heaven help anyone who tries and touches it. She pocket the item and removed a book from her back, reading in an effort to pass the time.
              Last edited by Aust_Nailo; 6th August 2013, 07:07.

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                "Wolfpac would suggest otherwise girl," The scientist said without looking up from her PDA, "I mean just look at the other pilots. All of them synched up perfectly with the humanoid EVAs and your probably the only one of them that could get 14 moving at all." Then she stopped for a bit and tapped her chin in thought "You know I wonder if you could even synch up to a humanoid one these days. Note to self, see if I can't get you in for a synch test on one of the other EVAs before we get to far."

                Now Doctor Cavey was talking to herself more then anything, "Maybe EVA 02, Pilot Olga's synch ratio is the closest naturally to you despite being made for her EVA, or maybe EVA Type 1, though you might have more difficulty running it then Charlotte, I mean you weren't trained with it in mind. While EVA 03M would likely just blow out your own mind due to its overclocking. As it is I'm amazed that Takehiko kid hasn't managed to melt his brain yet in that thing."

                *All passengers prepare for landing*

                Then she looked up and said, "Well looks like we've finally got here. You might want to get into 14 now, they are going to need to move it atleast away from the plane if not to the elevator," Then smirking again she added "I know it might be against your nature but try not to use the hydraulic lines to mark your territory ok?
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                  Originally posted by Ranger9000 View Post
                  "Wolfpac would suggest otherwise girl," The scientist said without looking up from her PDA, "I mean just look at the other pilots. All of them synched up perfectly with the humanoid EVAs and your probably the only one of them that could get 14 moving at all." Then she stopped for a bit and tapped her chin in thought "You know I wonder if you could even synch up to a humanoid one these days. Note to self, see if I can't get you in for a synch test on one of the other EVAs before we get to far."

                  Now Doctor Cavey was talking to herself more then anything, "Maybe EVA 02, Pilot Olga's synch ratio is the closest naturally to you despite being made for her EVA, or maybe EVA Type 1, though you might have more difficulty running it then Charlotte, I mean you weren't trained with it in mind. While EVA 03M would likely just blow out your own mind due to its overclocking. As it is I'm amazed that Takehiko kid hasn't managed to melt his brain yet in that thing."

                  *All passengers prepare for landing*

                  Then she looked up and said, "Well looks like we've finally got here. You might want to get into 14 now, they are going to need to move it atleast away from the plane if not to the elevator," Then smirking again she added "I know it be against your nature but try not to use the hydraulic lines to mark your territory ok?
                  Much as she hated to admit it, the woman was right. Wolfpac moved for no other person but her and she was damn proud of herself when she found out she'd be piloting that beast. How appropriate that someone like her to be piloting the only wolf based Eva in the entire group? It's almost like fate. If you believed in that sorta thing. But that wasn't the last she'd hear on the subject, as the good doctor began to compare her to the other pilots and her chance of piloting their unit. Again, the last thing she needed to hear was how she compared with her team. She'd prove herself when the fighting started. No numbers or charts would tell you that.

                  But a voice came over to the coms, telling them that they were going to be landing soon. The doctor adding in that she should make her way to 14 in order to move it properly. A simple enough task and one she would have done without question had the scientist not added that last bit. "Would you shut up?! For gods sakes, I'm still human and last I checked, humans didn't do that. Just leave me alone! In a huff, she stormed off to the part of the plane where her eva was being stored and began making preparations.

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                    Charlotte came in late, just as Viktor was making his apology to her broken sister. She scoffed, quietly, thinking no one else could hear it.

                    "She stayed until the enemy was neutralized. Was I to fight it by myself? If she ejected and I'd been cut like 03M had been, there wouldn't have been anything to stop that thing from killing us all. She did her duty and was wounded for it, and now NERV will do it's duty to her and fix it. Why aren't they doing that, for that matter? Surely ICU was prepped for us - are the soft little doctors too busy having their after-nap coffee?"

                    Looking at Olga's pained expression, she looked around the room for the attending nurse or someone.

                    "She needs more painkillers."

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                      "Charlotte..... I am fine... I was created for the sole purpose of piloting the evangelions and defeating the Angels... I am more concerned for the... psychological damage, that pilot Takahito may have suffered... If he is suffering from some sort of trauma and declared unfit to pilot, we will be short one more pilot; and therefore less capable when the next Angel arrives. I sometimes wonder if civilians should be allowed to pilot the Evas, regardless of synch ratio... They are not prepared for such stress." Olga said flatly as she looked both to her sister and the OD. Her words were not meant to belittle Takahito, but merely speaking things she had been thinking since her creation...
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                      Perfection is humanly impossible. The more you reach for it the farther away it grows. Failure is inherited to our species as a whole. But punishing ourselves and beating ourselves up for it helps nothing. The best any decent person can do is try, and try, and try again. And try to get better little by little day by day.

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                        “The doctors will see to it, for you have to worry about yourself, all of you are invaluable to this endeavor.” Viktor said, not really minding Charlotte’s comments, and instead more than just relieved to see the girls concerned about each other. He took a step forward setting a hand on Charlotte’s shoulder and on Olga’s stomach.

                        “Girls, you should both drop that kind of thinking. Maybe you were created to fight, but the both of you are alive, you should cherish that… But I’m talking too much… For now I can only repeat, all of you did a splendid job. You should be proud.” He said, giving them a friendly pat on the shoulder (and in Olga’s case, a quick little tummy rub).
                        Last edited by Armacalic; 6th August 2013, 23:39.

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                          ".......... Th-thank you...... Sir....." Olga replied a slight pink hue appearing on her cheeks at the OD's compliment, growing stronger when he rubbed her stomach lightly, uncertain of how she should feel towards the action. If it had been another person or not a superior officer; and she was not in such sad shape; she likely would have removed his hand normally. But as it was she simply laid there and accepted the show of affection as she mulled on Viktor's words....
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                          Perfection is humanly impossible. The more you reach for it the farther away it grows. Failure is inherited to our species as a whole. But punishing ourselves and beating ourselves up for it helps nothing. The best any decent person can do is try, and try, and try again. And try to get better little by little day by day.

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                            Having had said what he wanted to say, Viktor looked at his clock, annoyingly as he was, he was running against the clock here and there was very little he could do about it. “Charlotte, I can trust you’ll keep Olga company.” Viktor said absentmindedly as he pocketed his hand to look for something.

                            “Here, if you need anything, just ask for this person, and he will bring anything you need.” Viktor said, handing leaving a small note with an specific name on it. Folgson Nikolai.

                            “I hope you don’t mind the team getting bigger, we might be receiving an addition to our ranks today.” Viktor said, walking out of the room in something of a hurry, leaving the girls without an answer as to what he meant. "Oh, yeah." Viktor said, peeking over the edge of the door for a second. "Try to get some rest, all of you earned it."
                            Last edited by Armacalic; 7th August 2013, 04:00.

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                              (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.
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