The Great Skell Robbery/1/Bad Idea

a/n: It starts crude, and doesn't get much better, because Case the Head Case has decided that she's going to hotwire an enemy skell. Bad idea? Ya think?!

Hard swears, adult innuendo. Set post game, no sure about spoiler levels. Case is my baby Cross that lives in my head and fills in when my real Cross is busy.

All the good real stuff belongs to Monolith Soft, with love for the localizer 8-4. I'm so sorry to put Gwin through this, somebody send him a coupon for breakfast at Rosemoss. We've got a good 8 chapters to go, and he's going to get a bit scuffed.


They peered over the jagged pile of black rocks and gazed at the group of five Milsaadi, plus a few Marnuck. Case's eyes were shining with excitement.

"Fuck me," she breathed softly.

"Here? Now?"

"Honestly, Evans." She looked over her shoulder at him and rolled her eyes.

"Well, you said it."

His cheeky grin evaporated at her response. "No. But back in New LA, I'm expecting three days of you, between my legs, naked and panting. Happy now?"

"Erk!"

She shook her head and looked back across the small strait of lava. "I don't even know why you bother to try and out-crude someone like me…"

"Lesson learned, that's for sure. You're not called the Dog Squad for nothing."

"Just for that, invitation revoked."

"No, sorry, you're not like them. Really." He took one last look at the scene. "Let's get back and tell the others."

"No. I want that and I'm gonna get it."

He scanned the area, all the tech and enemies and materials, not sure what she meant. "What?"

"That skell. I'm gonna steal it."

It took all his training to keep his voice at a whisper. "Are you crazy?"

"Duh. See ya, back in New LA." She shifted towards the edge of the protective rock, staring hard ahead.

"Wait!"

"What?"

"You're really going to do this?"

"Yup."

He grabbed her arm. "Wait."

"Let go. I'm warning you…"

He sighed. No way but forward. "You need backup. What do you want?"

She looked at him for a second, a strange expression on her face. Then she returned her gaze to the enemy group in front. "That one silver skell, five Milsaadi, and all the other regular skells over at that far end. Why? Prototype, you think?"

"Maybe."

"That's why I want it. I've never seen any scrap like that, and I want somebody to look at this one, today."

"Even if I draw some of them off, one of them is going to stay by it."

"Two of them, maybe three. Hell, they might not even shift." She shrugged.

"If we both go straight in, there is no way we can do it."

"So you draw away what you can, and I'll go for the skell."

"No. Better idea." Gwin thought rapidly. "I rig an explosion, something, over to the side, by the other skells, then we go in from different directions."

"You think you can do that?"

"I have super sneaky ninja skills."

"No, you don't."

"We could get backup."

"They won't be here long enough. We need to do this now."

He wasn't sure if that was true, but he could feel himself sliding into Case's now-or-never universe. "Two minutes. Wait for me, across the pool and by the rocks. You'll need that to repair your thermal damage anyway. Then, whatever happens, you can go for it."

"I will."


A/N: Happy 2017. Someday, I will play another 300 hours as Case, until then, she gets fanfiction.

Next up: Introducing the Dog Squad. Or, why Case is a head case. (The Dog Squad is so hideous, they practically are a walking trigger warning, ugh.)