I'll throw the little description on again cause it's been a while.
(I've been writing little blurbs between each Armour Astir game we've played. They're intended to be snapshots of the larger conflict, out of the view of our crew and color in the more grand scale Cause. I'm very much not a fiction writer, and these are my attempts at playing with such because, hey, why not? One of my 'goals' was to write from the perspective of cameras and sensors, like the feed recovered or uploaded post-mission, etc.)
Tac-Report: 300029-T1
Operation Name: Glass Cutter
Attached Video: Cock-pit camera, sensor monitoring, external sensors (When available) of Op. Units 01, 02, 03, & [Redacted] Suit, Vestige.
[“Disregard last, ready for interception.”
The two arcing lights hone in, each on mirrored trajectories. The three shrouded support units move on Vestiges order, each taking up points surrounding the amber dome. Accelerating towards the center position, suddenly twisting as an immense bolt of energy passes Vestige’s hull. The sensors read energy levels that would sheer through most armor, taking with it the underlying equipment. The armor, however, reacts instantly, shifting in hue to match the bolt.
The back cameras spot the beam making contact with the amber dome, exploding the room contents with a swift arc along its length. The beam sends bubbles of the melted glass into empty space, along with debris, equipment, and personnel. The two rushing in on the sides meet with the uncloaking figures of the support team. Vestige in the middle prepares for another energy bolt; the far side left keeps a dashing sliver of a suit at bay with wide arcs of a spear. The right holds firm, the massive armored form rattling off shots at a mirrored frame, it dancing between the shots but kept at bay.
“They’re not holding back. Everything ok inside?” Vestige takes advantage of the moment to speak.
“It’s chaos. We're moving.”
“Next shot won’t hit, we’ll hold out.”
The main sensors focus on a distant signature of energy, confirming the target, Vestige readies. Suddenly the energy signature grows larger; the light grows brighter. Another arc of brilliant blue, this time Vestige leans into the energy, breaking the bolt against their shoulder. The beam refracts, a spray of colors exploding from Vestige’s hull. Capitalizing, suddenly the distance is closed between Vestige and the right flank. Vestige's now blue-hued arms pull into view, and a beam alights from the right wrist. The left arm collides with the dodging sliver, spinning, Vestige keeps the suit locked in grip. They run the weapon across the middle of the suit, cutting it in two. Releasing the now disabled form, it floats listlessly in each direction. Vestige dives towards the center again, ready to intercept another shot.]
