He brings places on the helmet as the visor moves over his eyes, the system calibrating to move sensors along with his iris. "Alright, check your weapons, we're heading out in two minutes" speaks the Spectre drone as the grunts begin to check their weapons, clicks from the weapons going off signaling the ending of 'safety' on the guns.
He flips the HCOG up as he briefly checks it with a light tug, ensuring it's placement as he lowers it down, ready to be thrown into the battle. "Alright, standard clear 'em out mission, make sure to support the pilots, they're going to be our main force, and make sure to spot out any enemy titans" speaks the lead soldier as he stepped forward before the cargo doors, the men nodding to him as the craft began to slow down.
"Here we are!" yells from the cockpit as the cargo doors open, the grunts inside beginning to jump out of the craft and landing onto the ground as they quickly began to assemble into their respective squads.
"Over here" orders his squad leader as he jogs over to his half-assembled squad, another craft hovering above as the main players were about to jump out.
"Here they are" mumbles the grunt next to him as they watch the eight pilots jump out of the craft, landing on the ground before them as they stood up calmly, all of them devoid of helmets as they had specially made glasses over their eyes.
"Mam, awaiting orders" salutes his squad leader to the blonde female who nods to him, smiling as usual as she checked her wrist briefly.
"I want your men to move into the center of the district and hold the building in the center, however I want your squad to flank from the left alongside JNPR pilots" orders the blonde, the four grunts nodding in turn as they followed the four other pilots down the street, breaking off the main battle company.
"How long until the titans are up and running?" asks Pyrrha as she checked her wrist, the display of her titan with a wrench over it with "2 Minutes, 38 seconds" displayed underneath.
"Incoming!" speaks the grunt squad leader as they quickly break into cover, half of the squad ducking behind a bus stop and the other pair standing behind a wall as the pilots broke off and used their thrust packs to send themselves into the building above.
"How come we don't get that shit?" asks the grunt next to him as the other grunt turned to him.
"Don't know Buck, let's quickly clear them out and regroup" speaks the soldier as he readied his carbine, cocking the chamber as the bullet loaded in.
"Take the first shot Lazer" teases Buck as he lifted up his smart pistol, his visor turning a different shade of blue.
"My pleasure" smiles Lazer as he peeked from the wall, beginning to take pot-shots at the enemy grunts who quickly crouch down and beginning to fire back, gun fire from the center district beginning to start as the battle carried out.
"They can't hit for shit" smiles Buck as his smart pistol begins to lock on the rounds, Buck waiting for atleast two locks per target before firing, the grunts dropping easily as he smirked.
"You have a fucking smart pistol asshole" smiles Lazer as he fired down at the enemy, one of the shots ending the life of an enemy grunt as he fell onto the ground, Lazer leaning back as a barrage of bullets slammed into the wall before them.
"Okay, that's true, but they still suck at aiming" smiles Buck as he fires another pair of rounds, hitting another grunt who falls from the shots.
"They don't even get any training dumbass" smiles Lazer as he peeked around the wall, another burst from his weapon nearing the last two grunts who stood before them.
Suddenly a gust of wind from above surprises them as their weapons aim up, however the orange-haired girl landing before them, holding onto her pink shotgun with a smile as she waved childishly "Hiho~".
"Uhh, hello?" replies Buck, unsure as he reloaded his smart pistol.
"Hello" replies Lazer before he peeks around the wall, a barrage of bullets slamming into the wall next to him once more.
"I'll get them!" smiles Nora as she suddenly gained a burst of speed, speeding onto the street as the final two grunts fired near her in an attempt to hit her, however the thunder of her pink shotgun alerts to the squad of grunts of the enemy's fall.
"Got 'em!" smiles Nora as she saluted jokingly at the squad, quickly hopping up and using her thrust pack to launch herself onto the roof and disappearing out of the squad's sight.
"Well... that was something" remarks the squad leader as his squad regroups, beginning to jog down the street once more.
"She's fast" remarks the other grunt as they turned the corner into an alley, a corridor to their right and a small wall before them that would lead to the centre of the district.
"Fast is an understatement" replies Lazer as he turns to his squad leader, "Over the wall? Or into the building?".
"Into the building, take point Lazer" replies his squad leader as the grunt raised his rifle, beginning to move into the corridor as his squad followed closely behind, the four members of the team moving up the stairs, heading for the third floor.
"Watch your corners" warns Buck as they step onto the third floor, gunfire from the centre of the district as they moved down the hall.
"Lazer, get to the window and provide support for the Spectres and pilots below, we'll be moving out, meet you back at deployment after the fight" speaks his squad leader as Lazer nods in turn, his squad leader and remaining members of his squad leaving him be as he opened into one of the rooms, looking out the window at the firefight below.
The pilots were flying all over the place as the white haired pilot and the red and black haired pilot ran on the building walls, shooting down to the massive company of enemy spectre's below, taking them out with ease.
"Where are the enemy pilots?" mumbles Lazer as he turns to the blonde pilot who was standing on the roof, firing down to the spectre's below with an amused smile as spectre's dropped like flies, the tenacity of the pilots overwhelming them.
Suddenly in the corner of his vision, a black haired pilot appears from the thin air, her cloak blinking in and out as her smart pistol fired at the company of spectre's, a few of the drones dropping onto the ground as she straffed through them.
He began to fire his carbine at the enemy spectre's, hitting them occassionally as the squads of grunts moved forward towards the enemy's line, ready to take them out. The last spectre of the enemy falls down as the grunts cheered in victory, however the pilots frowning as they all moved to the roofs, clearly aware of a bad situation moving in. The first titan for him to ever see finally appears from the street as yells of panic from the grunts below erupted, the enemy titan's chaingun going off as grunts fell quickly from the oncoming barrage of bullets, the titan beginning to reload as the final grunt in the centre of the district collapses, the titan's effectiveness in battle being shown as the pilots fleed, unable to handle the titan by themselves. He frowns as the titan stops at the centre of the district, three more enemy titans joining it as they scanned the buildings, looking for stragglers. He reached for Sidewinder that was strapped over his back, placing his carbine onto the bed of the small apartment room as he readied his weapon.
One of the enemy titan's lean into his window, searching through the room briefly as he hid next to the window, his breathing quiet and steady as he was ready to make a move. He was about to engage before the sound of the 40mm cannon going off surprises him, the titan that was leaning up against his window breaking away and engaging against the friendly titans moving in, the shots thundering through the district as the spectre's that entered the fray began to fire their archer's at the titans.
The red and black titan lunges forward as it slams into one of the enemy titans, the mechanical beasts letting out a huge crash as Ruby's titan leans back up, beginning to throw extremely powerful punches to the center of the enemy titan, breaking through the shields that was defending it. The enemy titan attempted to free itself repeatedly, punching back and trying to fire it's weapon, however Ruby's punching continues as she brought her titan's fist back, a large dent in the center of the titan's chest hinting to it's weakening.
The enemy titan's blue light was about to flicker on, hinting to a nuclear ejection before Ruby's Titan's fist breaks through, snatching the panicking enemy pilot out as he flailed in her arms, Ruby's titan launching him through a window with ease as the enemy titan collapsed onto the ground, most of it's major electrical components pulverized from the punch.
"Kyle, you there?" goes over his radio, drawing him away from the window as he pressed onto the device on his wrist.
"Still here, reading you loud and clear" replies Kyle as he looked out the window, the titans still going at it as the thunderous crashing continued on.
"You watching the battle?" goes over his radio, Kyle smiling as he was ready to reply.
"Oh yea, hell of a battle so far" smiles Kyle as he hears an audible chuckle over his radio, Kyle turning to face out the window as an enemy pilot flies through the glass, cracking through the wall before him as he shot the pilot with his carbine, ensuring his death.
"What was that?" goes over his radio.
"One of the pilots launched another fuck through the window, so I shot him" replies Kyle as he peeks out the window, the final enemy titan's nuclear reactor on it's back burning as it was nearing a nuclear ejection.
"Oh fuck, Nuclear Ejection, get away from the windows" warns his squad leader over the radio, Kyle quickly moving behind the wall as the explosion thunders out, the smoke filling into the room as he coughed, waving at the air to clear it.
"Everybody okay?" goes from one of the titan's microphones, Kyle continuing to cough as he began to leave the building, the sunlight managing to fade in through the thick smoke that obscured the centre of the district.
"Up and running" came from another titan as it lowered it's weapon, the spectre's and grunts beginning to flood into the centre of the district as the enemy shuttle in the distance began to leave the city, the company cheering in victory.
"Fuck yeah!" yelled one of the grunts as he raised his rifle into the air proudly, the titan's throwing their own fists into the air as the company cheered, the shuttles beginning to warp over the air as they were beginning to pick up the soldiers below.
"Alright, out of the titans" goes overheads from the massive shuttles designed to transport the titans, the pilots all hopping out as the shuttles began to collect the massive power houses, immediately warping away with the machines.
"Good work!" smiles Jaune as the group high-fived, ignoring the grunts who chatted behind them.
"Did you see what I did?" eagerly asked Ruby, bouncing up and down with excitement as her gear bounced along with her, making noise as some grunts look over.
"You mean the part where you pulled that sucker out of his own titan?" smiles Yang, Ruby nodding eagerly.
"Then I launched him into a building!" smiles Ruby as she pointed to the building to their left, showing where the shattered window was.
"That nuclear ejection kind of surprised me" speaks Jaune as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck, some grunts walking past him.
"He got desperate enough" smiles Blake as she adjusted her holster on her left thigh, her smart pistol gleaming in the light of the sun above.
"Alright, the MCOR are retreating, good job fellas, come on home" goes overhead as one of the shuttles land onto the ground, the IMC grunts flooding in as they quickly filled the shuttle, the spectre's leaving the district, returning to their patrol of Angel City.
"Grunts didn't do shit, how come we didn't get a thanks?" frowns Yang as she crossed her arms, most of the group nodding save for Pyrrha, who seemed stoic about the statement.
"They have their jobs, and we have ours" speaks Pyrrha calmly.
"What's their job? Sitting around all day?" asks Blake sarcastically, some grunts peeking over.
"No, probably jerking off to us" jokes Yang, most of the ladies high-fiving as a few whispers go out through the grunts near them as the grunts continued to pack into the shuttles.
"No need to make fun of them, we used to be like them" speaks Pyrrha.
"She's right, we all used to be one of them" adds in Jaune, expressing his belief in Pyrrha's sensible response.
"We were better, and we were chosen to be pilots" frowns Weiss, "We are superior, and they know that".
"That doesn't give us the right to make fun of them" speaks Ren calmly.
"If they weren't useless, than we wouldn't be making fun of them" smiles Ruby in victory as the final squad of grunts packed into the shuttle, leaving the pilots and a lone grunt on the ground.
"Hey look, only one of them's left" teases Yang as she pointed to the lone grunt who stood back turned to them, paying them no heed.
"You think he heard us?" asks Nora as she turns to the group.
"Nah, he doesn't give a fuck" smiles Blake as the grunt continued to face away, his sidewinder strapped over his back, hinting to his role for a grunt.
"Looks like a heavy grunt" speaks Pyrrha.
"Heavy grunt?" asks Jaune, tilting his head in confusion.
"Not good enough to be a pilot, good enough to handle our weapons, so he is allowed to use anti-titan weapons" explains Weiss quickly, Jaune nodding as the group turned to the shuttle that touched down before the grunt, who quickly got in calmly, sitting alone as he settled his R-101C carbine on his seat inbetween his legs, looking away as the expert pilots settle into the ship, paying him no heed.
"Your titans look like they took some hits there, feel like getting it fixed any time soon?" asks Pyrrha to team RWBY.
"The grunts can handle it" smiles Yang as she shoots a look to the lone grunt who sat across from her, however his face still turned away, only a side of his face semi-visible.
"Yang, he's right here" frowns Blake as she nudges Yang, who giggles calmly.
"No please, don't let the prescence of a lower ranked soldier interrupt your chatter" speaks the grunt calmly, turning to face them with his cold brown eyes, his features more visible as the sunlight shined across one side of his face, Angel City still visible in the background.
"I'm sorry, we don't mean to offend you" speaks Pyrrha, attempting to save the group trouble.
"Oh no, it doesn't offend me" replies the grunt, turning away as he faced out the window once more.
"Strange..." mumbles Ruby as she turns back to the group, the grunt paying them no heed once more as he stared blankly out the window.
"Alright, quiet, let's try not to piss him off" frowns Pyrrha as she nudges the members, the pilots becoming quiet as they looked to each other awkwardly occassionally.
"Hey, which ship?" asks the pilot from the cockpit, mumbling through the iron doors.
"The Centurion" replies Jaune, the ship beginning to move faster as it began their journey back onto their ship.
"That is your ship correct?" asks Pyrrha politely to Kyle, who turns to her stoicly.
"Correct" replies Kyle stoicly before he grabs his carbine, beginning to turn safety back on as he began to return his weapon to it's idle status.
"Right..." trails Pyrrha as she turns back to Yang, who's feet was kicked up comfortably on the seat next to the lone grunt.
"So..." trails Yang, eager to start a conversation as she turned to her fellow pilots.
"I heard that the MCOR managed to push the guys stationed in the Epsilon System back" speaks Pyrrha, Weiss nodding as she was aware of the topic.
"Correct, we lost a carrier from the conflict, and they now have it" adds in Weiss.
"Those fucks are really getting on my nerves, when will they just give up?" frowns Yang, getting annoyed at the mention of the MCOR.
"Jeez, no need to get angry, what did they do to you?" asks Blake sarcastically.
Yang simply frowned as she adjusted slightly, her feet bumping into the lone grunt lightly, however the grunt paying no attention as she looked at him.
"Alright, we're here" speaks the pilot as the ship touches down inside the massive battleship that hovered over the planet, the group moving out as the lone grunt simply grabbed his gear and stepped out, walking down the corridor opposite from the pilot's corridor.
"Got stuck with the fucks?" asks Buck as he places his left arm across Kyle's back, surprising him lightly.
"Yeah, still dissing about us like usual" sighs Kyle as they walked down the corridor, stepping past the MARVN's that walked about.
"Why do you even put up with them?" asks Buck as they walked into the locker rooms, the chatter from inside increasing in volume as Kyle stopped before his locker, unlocking it and opening it, grabbing the clothing inside.
"It's better than dealing with Sarge's crack jokes, and frankly the ladies aren't bad to look at" smirks Kyle as he pulled off his vest, storing it away.
"Well well, have eyes set on one of them?" smiles Buck, ready to tease his friend and teammate.
"Not yet" replies Kyle as he stored away his weapon, however keeping a holster on his left thigh that laid atop of his sweatpants, the grunt slipping on a grey tank top, revealing the dogtag that laid on his neck clearly.
"Planning for something physical?" asks Buck as he watched Kyle store away the final belongings before shutting the locker, turning to Buck.
"I might help with R&D about the titans, looks like they have their hands full from what I saw" replies Kyle as he began to walk out, Buck following behind.
"You'll be helping the stupid pilots fix their damn mech up?" asks Buck, "Why not come by the range? We'll be popping some shots".
"Nah, it's beneficial for everyone if the titans are up and running as fast as possible" explains Kyle as Buck nodded before breaking off. He passes through the plain white corridors, giving a nod of greeting to any executives of the Hammond Robotics that he walked past to signal his compliance to them. He walks into R&D, walking down the long hallway while looking through the glass, watching as the titans are prepared to be repaired and receive the maintenance it requires.
"Here to help?" asks one of the R&D techies as he turns around to face Kyle, who nods as he stops before him. "You can help with the second crew repair RWBY company's titans, expect them to give you a specific one" replies the R&D techie, pointing to the maintenance crew gearing up inside the Titan hanger.
"Alright, wilco" stoicly speaks Kyle before he walks into the massive hangar, the commotion of machinery and what not echoing through the massive room.
"Hey Wasser, here to help!?" yells the mechanic in orange as he beckons Kyle over.
"You know it!" replies Kyle as he catches the torch that was thrown to him.
"Good! You're going to repair Ember Celica with Bakowski here" speaks the orange mechanic as he pats a red mechanic's back.
"Come on! She's gonna need some new paneling and some electronic maintenance" speaks Bakowski as he lifts up his tool box, beckoning Kyle to follow as they walked past the massive titans, looking for the specific symbol that marked Ember Celica.
"There she is" points out Kyle as he points to the titan with the flaming heart like symbol encrested in the center of it's chest, Bakowski nodding as they headed for it.
"Hey Bakowski! R&D's bitching about that computer again! Feel like getting that fixed?" yelled a mechanic from Crescent Rose as he lifted up his welding mask, looking down to them from the titan's shoulder.
"Nah! I got maintenance on one of the pilot's titan! Get John to deal with it!" yells Bakowski in turn, the mechanic above nodding before he turned back to welding on the panels.
"Alright, hand me the welding torch, I'm going to deal with the damn panels on the shoulder, they're dented to hell" sighs Bakowski, Kyle placing the torch into his hand before he receives a different device.
"The fuck is this?" asks Kyle as he held it up, a strange pistol-like weapon in his hands.
"Get into the cockpit and hook it up with the OS, it'll perform system checks, and if it finds anything, it'll tell you how to deal with it" replies Bakowski as he stepped onto one of the lifts, the doors closing as he went further up, leaving Kyle at the foot of the titan.
"Great"
10 Minutes Later
He finally climbs to the cockpit, stepping on as he began to wire in his device with the Titan's operating system, Ember Celica's cockpit turning green upon introduction of the device. "Maintenance device inserted, would you like to perform a system check?" speaks the OS, Kyle turning in surprise.
"OS, please begin system check" orders Kyle, the device's screen beginning to show information on each of the titan's capabilities at the moment, the estimated time for completion being 3 minutes.
"Hey Bakowski? Who the fucks in the cockpit!?" yells a feminine voice from below, Kyle peeking over to see the busty blonde pilot standing below, looking up past him.
"It's one of the grunts! Said he was willing to help!" yells Bakowski from above, Kyle listening closely as he still waited for the system check to complete.
"They actually do stuff?" yells from below, Kyle leting out a sigh about the staff's belief that grunts were useless military personnel.
"This one does!" replies from above.
"System Check finished in 1 minute" speaks the OS, the system check nearing completion.
"He better not fuck with anything!" yells from below once more.
"Oh what's the worse he can do?" yells from above, the device that was connected to the titan's OS letting out a beep to signal it's completion of the scan.
"Let's see..." mumbles Kyle as he leans over, beginning to read through.
"One Problem Detected in OS" was displayed in red on the screen of the device, the man popping open the detailed description of the problem.
"OS, Version 4.53, one faulty detected, Automatic Friendly-Enemy display recognition system is damaged, require rewire.
If Problem is not solved – Significant increase in cross-fire and friendly fire, immediate repair required.
Best Method of Repair – Double check of wiring in the OS system.
Additional Check Ups Required – Nuclear Reactor check, OS operating system check, repaneling of damage" displayed onto the screen, the grunt reading through the display briefly.
"Is he even alive in there?" yells from below, the sound of the welding suddenly stopping.
"Let me check! Hey Lazer, you alive in there?" yells Bakowski from above.
"Still here and present!" replies the grunt as he pops his head out of the cockpit, looking up to Bakowski.
"Any problems with the OS?" asks Bakowski as he brought down his welding mask, about to continue.
"Yeah, looks like the Friendly display is down, I'm going to have to check the wiring" replies Lazer as his head pops back into the cockpit, the welding above continuing on as the sparks continued to fall down.
"Let's see..." trails the grunt as he climbs deeper into the titan, the heat inside increasing the deeper he went in.
"There we are" sighs the grunt as he climbs over carefully, opening the OS motherboard component to show several wires out of place, hinting to it's damage.
"This can't be too tough" smiles the grunt as he began to place the wires into their respective receivers, a spark occassionally flying out when a wire is reconnected properly. He was beginning to sweat as the heat inside was getting to him, beads of sweat rolling down the side of his face as he quickly worked the motherboard, ensuring that it would be combat-ready by the end of the maintenance.
The final wire is placed into it's receiver, and a massive surge of power sparks out, surprising the grunt as he jerked back, however quickly smiling as he locked the motherboard in correctly, beginning to climb back to the cockpit. The sound of footsteps on the metal hinted to the prescence of somebody in the cockpit.
"Who can that be...?" quietly trails the grunt as he climbed upwards, bringing his right hand onto the cockpit ground as he began to pull himself up, however his movements stopping as he looked up, meeting the eyes of the pilot that stood above him.
"What were you doing in there dipshit?" asks Yang as she lowers down, facing the grunt who in turn, pulls himself back out from the deep and complicated interior of the titan, some grease stained onto his left arm as sweat beaded down off him.
"Fixing your goddamn motherboard" replies the grunt as he walked out of the cockpit, standing onto the cockpit door that was laid out forward to allow him to step on.
"Wait a second aren't you that?" trails Yang as she points at him calmly, stepping forward.
"Yes, the grunt who gave no fucks on the dropship" replies the grunt, hinting some annoyance when talking with a pilot as he looked up, "Hey! Bakowski! Want me to check the reactor?".
"Yeah! Go take a look! Careful though! Fall in and that suckers going to kill you!" yells Bakowski from above, his voice raising a little louder compared to the sound of the welding, the grunt beginning to climb upwards once more.
"Where do you think your going?" asks Yang as she looked up to him, the grunt facing down to meet her eyes once more.
"Going to look at your reactor" smirks the grunt before he continued to climb upwards, Yang frowning harder than before.
"Who gave you the rights to do that?" asks Yang, smirking to herself.
"Me... Like you pilots would check it yourselves" smirks the grunt in turn, Yang letting out a annoyed sigh as she turned to look down to her sister, who still stood below.
"Yanng~ how much longer?" groaned Ruby from below.
"Come up here Ruby!" yells Yang in turn as the girl sighs, walking over to the lift and hitting the button to raise herself to the top.
" Excuse me" speaks the grunt as he brushes past Ruby.
"Excuse yourself" frowns Ruby as she jumped down, landing next to her sister as she stands tall, "Why'd you want me to come up here?".
"I wanted you to..." trails Yang as she peeks up, Bakowski paying no heed as the grunt was too busy checking the reactor to care.
"Wanted me to?" asks Ruby, tilting her head in confusion.
"I wanted you to spy on them" replies Yang confidently as she leans back, however her sister's head still tilted in confusion.
"Why would you want me to do that?" asks Ruby.
"I just want you too" replies Yang with a smirk.
"And what do I get out of this?" asks Ruby, raising an eyebrow.
"A few boxes of cookies, so how about it?" asks Yang, smirking as she already knew the answer.
"Consider it done!" eagerly speaks Ruby before she began to quickly climb to the head of the titan.
"Fuck me, Bakowski, one of the rods are out of place" frowns the grunt as he noticed the rod's displacement.
"Well put it in place" replies Bakowski, lifting up his welding mask.
"Just stick my arm in?" asks the grunt, raising an eyebrow.
"Yup, that's how we do it" smiles Bakowski as he brings his welding mask down once more, continuing to secure the new panel onto the titan.
"Here goes nothing" mumbles the grunt before he shoots his arm in, his hand grasping onto the burning metal as he quickly forces it into place, a loud metal click sounding out as it was secured.
"Fuck my arm!" groans the grunt as he shoves his arm back out, a burning sensation on his hand as a red imprint of the rod was visible in his palm.
"Did I forget to mention it's burning hot?" smiles Bakowski from underneath his welding mask, still continuing to secure the panel in.
"Your an asshole" smiles the grunt as he shuts the reactor entrance, securing it before standing up, turning back to Bakowski, "Anything else?".
"Get another torch and help me with this damn panel" frowns Bakowski as he points to the elevator, the grunt brushing past Ruby once more as he headed out to retrieve another welding torch.
3 Hours Later, On Ember Celica's Left Shoulder
"Fucking Finally" sighs Bakowski as he lifted his welding mask up exhaustingly, his helper doing the same below.
"That took fucking forever!" groans the grunt from below as he began to climb back up, suffering from fatigue.
"Good job fellas" sighs Ruby as she stands up, bored out of her mind from watching the two weld for the past three hours.
"Yea, thanks" sarcastically speaks the grunt as he walks past her, his shirt stained with splotches of grease and sweat as he and Bakowski headed out, ready for a meal.
"What's in the cafeteria anyways?" asks Bakowski as they walk out of the lift, sweat still beading down their arms.
"Shit, shit and more shit" sighs the grunt as he took a sniff of his own armpit, "Goddamn that reeks".
"Use deodorant" jokes Bakowski, the two letting out a light chuckle as they walk through the halls, the MARVNs in the halls paying no heed as they shuffled past.
"I'm going to have to" replies the grunt as they walk into the locker rooms, stopping before their personal lockers as they were briefly beginning to get out of their sweaty and stained wear.
"Got any deod?" asks Bakowski as he turns his head, receiving a nod as the grunt sprayed himself briefly before throwing the can to Bakowski, who quickly gives a spray before throwing it back.
"Pilots are not fun to talk to, I tell you that much right now" sighs the grunt as he slips off the stained shirt, beginning to slip on his military digital fatigues.
"They don't think we're worth much" sighs Bakowski as he shuts his locker, already changed.
"They're dicks to us" sighs the grunt as he shuts his locker, moving out of the armory with his comrade, heading for the cafeteria.
"Fuck, at this rate I think we'll end up at the pilot's table" frowns Bakowski, clearly not fond of the pilots.
"Fuck me" groans the grunt as they open the doors into the busy cafeteria, the loud clinks of utensils and the chatter increasing in volume as they joined the line to get their food.
"Looks like your right, the only seats left are with the assholes" sighs the grunt as they received their food, beginning to head out.
"Don't make eye contact" smiles Bakowski as they settle down at the far end of the table, paying the pilots no heed.
"Hey look, it's that grunt again" whispers Nora as she points over to the grunt who was talking with the Titan Mechanic.
"So?" asks Ren, not caring about the grunt's existence.
"This has been weird" speaks Yang as she rubbed her chin, "First on the ship, then at my titan, and now at my table in the cafeteria" mumbles Yang.
"Whacha thinking?" smiles Ruby as she leans over.
"This is weird~" trails Yang before she turns to Pyrrha, who seemed to be smiling.
"Why not talk to him?" smirks Pyrrha, teasing Yang.
"He's kind of not fond of us" mumbles Ruby as she poked her fingers together.
"That doesn't mean he'll hate you right away" speaks Jaune, attempting to join in with Pyrrha.
"No, he definitely doesn't like us" replies Weiss, catching one of his glares.
"What's with the grunts hating us?" frowns Nora, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Attitude" simply spoke Ren before he took another bite of his food.
"What about attitude?" asks Weiss with a frown, "We're perfectly fine as we are, they just don't understand".
"That attitude" sighs Ren.
"Well who cares? They're just grunts after all" speaks Yang "They're just there to take bullets and die for us".
"I mean, who cares if we don't have grunts? All we need are the titans, right?" asks Ruby, receiving nods from the group.
"So I say fuck them" smiles Yang, leaning back.
"No one cares if they die, they're expendable" speaks Blake.
"Expendable" utters Pyrrha, engraving it into her mind as she silently continued her food, however occassionally peeking over to the grunt and mechanic who silently ate their food.
"Well...I'm done" announces Ruby as she settles her utensils onto her plate.
"I'm done, and the grunts haven't even finished" smirks Yang.
"Just shows how inferior they are" joins in Weiss.
"Hey, I don't like that attitude" frowns the grunt as he finally spoke, slamming his left fist onto the table as the group turned to him in surprise.
"And what'll you do about it?" asks Blake, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll do nothing" replies the grunt, "Maybe you'll all learn a lesson when there's nobody to repair your titans".
"We can do that ourselves" frowns Weiss, crossing her arms as she retaliated against the grunt.
"And who'll be there to support you in battle?" asks the mechanic, raising an eyebrow at them.
"We can handle ourselves" replies Ruby.
"What if they rodeo on your titans?" asks the grunt, settling his utensils onto the plate.
"Then we can help each other fight them off" frowns Pyrrha.
"And who is going to launch your titans back to battle if you call for it?" asks the mechanic, raising an eyebrow once more.
"We can set up an automatic system" frowns Weiss ocne more.
"Who is going to stock your weapon? Who's going to fight by your side? Who's going to pat you on the back and say 'Good Job' at the end of it all?" frowns the grunt, standing up as the grunts in the cafeteria was watching the argument.
"We can handle ourselves, we don't need anybody to fight alongside us, and we can pat each other's back if it comes to it" frowns Yang as she too, stood up, facing against the grunt.
"Name us one thing we would need you to do?" asks Weiss as she stands up, making her anger clear.
"I can't say anything, because even if I do say something, you goddamn pilots are too thick in the head to accept it... and until you learn to treat us like a friend, I'm not sure if we're allies or foe" frowns the grunt in finale as he grabbed his plate and cup, walking away from the table with the mechanic as the other grunts silently watched.
"Fucking asshole" speaks Blake as the grunt left the cafeteria, the other grunts turning to one another as they whispered quietly.
"Well... that was something" speaks Jaune as he looked up to them, the three ladies sitting back down in anger.
"I didn't think I'd see the day a grunt would stand against a pilot" speaks Ren as he took a sip of his water, turning to the ladies, "Now that he's shown you his view, what do you have to say?".
"He's a dick" starts Ruby.
"Dumbass" speaks Blake.
"Asshole" speaks Yang.
"Self-Centered" finishes Pyrrha.
"That's the things we say about you!" yells one of the grunts watching the group, standing up.
"Oh shut the fuck up, please" groans Yang sarcastically as she flips him off, the grunt frowning as he sat back down.
"Alright, can it" frowns the executive of Hammond Robotics, "You'll all be sent down to some community to clear out MCOR, apparently there are veins of resources that we can use underneath it, but we need to clear them out first".
"Yippie Ki fucking Yay"
The Following Day, On the Grunt Dropships
"Alright, we're closing into the deployment" speaks his squad leader as the dropship began to slowdown, signaling to their approach to the surface of the planet.
"The objective?" asks Buck as he readied his weapon, turning 'safety' off.
"Support the pilots, make sure to keep their titans up and running, our squad are going to be following Captain Long's Titan into battle" explains his squad leader, the grunt sighing as he was aware of who she was.
"Well fuck" frowns Buck as he flipped the HCOG up, bringing his visor down over his eyes as the HUD display system began to calibrate to focus on his pupil.
"Alright, ready up" orders his squad leader, the clicks of the weapons going off.
"Kyle, grab the sidewinder, I'm expecting you to support the titans more than us" speaks Buck, the grunt grabbing the weapon as he strapped it over his back.
"Alright, here we are" comes from the cockpit, the ship coming to a halt as the cargo door opens, the grunts jumping out one-by-one before they begin to quickly assemble on the ground.
The pilots sprinted past the squad as they reorganized themselves, following after the blonde warrior who was sprinting away before them.
"Goddamn she can run" frowns Buck as he struggled ot keep up, the weight of his rifle holding him down.
"She's a pilot for a reason" replies his squad leader with a smirk, continuing to chase after the blonde.
"Well shit" frowns the grunt in the back as he saw the spectres and enemy grunts duck into cover, a massive gunfigth about to start.
"Under that wall, right now!" yells his squad leader as they roll behind the raised wall of the street that had been shattered, the bullets beginning to fly through the air as the teams clashed.
"On the left, on the left!" repeats Buck as he points to the left, the squad leader beginning to engage against the enemy squad with his charge rifle at the squad as they quickly ducked into cover, except for one unlucky grunt who had taken the full blow, his body flying back from the impact of the round.
"Get low" calmly speaks the squad leader as the squad's head lowers, the bullets beginning to spray over their area.
"Grenade out" calmly speaks Buck as he pulls the pin, tossing the explosive at the enemy as the explosion rocks out shrapnel shooting out from the explosion as pieces of shrapnel burrow into the men and robots caught in their path.
"Where the fuck are the pilots?" frowns Kyle as he searched about, before he spots a lone enemy pilot crouched on the roof of a destroyed building, the Longbow-DMR rifle leveling onto his squad, "GET THE FUCK DOWN".
Three of the squad members ducked low, the shot ringing out as the squad leader stumbled back, holding his chest as blood poured out of his mouth, "Fuck m-me" gurgled the squad leader as he fell onto his knees, clenching his chest in pain as he was dieing.
"Sarge's hit!" yells Jim, the medic of the squad as he pulls Sarge under cover, attempting to treat the wounds as the firefight continued.
"They fucking got him Kyle! They fucking got him!" angrily yelled Buck as he grabbed Kyle's shoulder, tugging on him in anger and confusion as the grunt looked equally confused.
"Buck, stay here and watch Jim, and try to help Sarge, I'm going after the fuck" frowns Kyle as he was about to leg it, however another round from the DMR slamming into the pavement before him causing him to stay low, "That fuck has us pinned down!".
"T-throw m-my a-arc" gurgles the squad leader as he grabbed his arc grenade, holding it out in his bloody hand as Buck takes it.
"I'll throw it at him, you run as soon as I throw, got it?" asks Buck, Kyle nodding as he was ready to leg it into the centre of the firefight.
"Go!" yells Buck as he lobs the grenade at a perfect arch towards the pilot, who looked at the grenade in surprise as the determinned grunt mantles out of cover, beginning to dash into the centre of the gunfire as bullets flied around him.
"Fucking Marvins can't hit the enemy spectres for shit" smiled Kyle as he sprinted through the center of the conflict, the bullets rinkling past him. The enemy spectre's AI attempts to create a designated firing line for the spectre to fire down, however Kyle's speed and the constant bullets rinkling around it confusing the AI as it attempted to confirm Kyle's location. The enemy pilot fled away from the edge as Kyle threw a grenade up onto the roof, running into the empty building as the explosion aboves rocks some dust from it's location.
"Come on down" tiredly speaks Kyle as he his carbine scanned through the room, the sound of hurried footsteps hinting to the enemy prescence. Suddenly the enemy pilot runs in from the side, Kyle firing his weapon, hitting the pilot twice before the pilot jump kicks the gun out of his hand, Kyle moving in the direction of the hit as he pulled out his Hammond pistol, firing it as the barrel landed against the pilot's head, the red and pink matter spilling out from the round as the visor that covered over the pilot's eyes shatters, sending small shards of glass through the air.
Suddenly his radio goes off, "Wasser this is Blisk, good job on taking out the enemy pilot" reads over his radio, Kyle startled by the sudden voice as he turned his head.
"Of course sir, it's my duty" replies Kyle calmly to remain professional.
"Keep up the good work, however move back and join your squad, Blisk out" finally transmitted through his radio before it falls silent, Kyle bending down to snatch the dog tags of the dead enemy pilot, stuffing the necklace away before sprinting back out of the building, ignoring the explosions and titans firing nearby as he dived into cover.
"Did you get him?" asks Buck as he turns to Kyle, the bullets flying over their heads as the ocassional round from the titan's behind them shot about.
"I got the fuck" replies Kyle calmly before he grimaces and turns to the corpse next to Buck, "He didn't make it did he?".
"He's gone" sighs Buck before he cocks back the chamber of his carbine, "Let's focus on the mission".
"Who's leading the squad?" asks Jim, crouching over, his uniform stained with some blood.
"I say Kyle leads us for the rest of the mission" speaks Buck, the two nodding to each other as they face Kyle, "What are your orders sir?".
Kyle looked to the corpse one final time before he removes the dog tags from his once leading officer, and his former friend's neck, placing it away as he turned to his now followers. He knew he had to bring them through this mission before they receive a new commanding officer, "Alright, you two will help support the pilots that are up against the titans behind us right now, I'll be breaking off to support our primary titan" quickly speaks Kyle, Buck and Jim nodding as they began to engage, joining the massive firefight as chunks of road and scraps of titan's littered around from explosions.
"Alright, just look for the nevermind..." mumbled Kyle as he ran away from the large conflict, finding the titan with the familiar burning heart symbol encrested in it's chest running about, Kyle quickly sprinting along behind it, his weapon loaded with a fresh magazine as he was ready to support the titan.
"I don't think you can do much" speaks the blonde over the large titan's voice system, Kyle running a little ahead as he calmly replied.
"You think, but little do you know" replies Kyle as he leaded her forward, Yang's titan following closely, holding onto it's 40mm cannon tightly as it marched behind the grunt who leaded it. Suddenly a massive screech from ahead surprises them as an enemy Stryder class titan lunges onto the street, beginning to engage Ember Celica and ignoring the grunt who ducked out of the way.
Yang's 40mm cannon went off in three-round bursts, the fire-rate helping her maintain a dominance over the enemy stryder titan as her weapon chipped away at the enemy titan's shield, however a squad of enemy militia units holding Archer rockets run in, however the lone grunt on the ground proving his use as he immediately engaged against them, dropping most of them by the time he had to reload.
Ember Celica fires a massive barrage of rockets, the enemy stryder expertly bringing up it's vortex shield as the missiles freeze in the air, the enemy titan holding onto atleast 23 missiles from her barrage, suspending them in it's shield. "Careful!" yelled the grunt, however Ember Celica's shields shutting down as the barrage intended for the enemy was launched back at her own titan, the automatic shields flickering off as she continued to engage the enemy strider.
The enemy stryder launched forward as the impact knocks Ember Celica backwards, causing Ember Celica to leave a large gash along the road as it skidded back, however Ember Celica continuing to fire as the Stryder's nuclear core began to let out smoke, signaling the damage she was making.
Suddenly a small barrage of micro-missiles slammed into the side of the stryder, causing it to stumble to the side as the grunt began to reload Sidewinder, Yang's titan taking the moment of confusion to slam into the stryder, knocking it back as the nuclear core letted out a small fire, Yang beginning to slam the metal fist into the centre of it's chest as the fire raged harder than the last with each hit. Soon she breaks through as the Titan's fire had grown too massive, it's legs catching on fire as the electrical components catched fire, her fist grabbing onto the pilot inside as she pulled him out, the pilot shooting the B3 at the cockpit, cracking the glass slightly before her fist crushes his body, the blood and organs splattering out as she dropped him back onto the ground.
"Good work" speaks Kyle as he nods to the titan, who follows him.
"He might not be as bad as I thought" mentally noted Yang as she followed her guide, the soldier showing his ability to sustain himself as he single-handedly deal with any militia units or any stray spectres.
"We have a titan ahead, want to get him?" asks Kyle over the radio, Yang's titan giving a thumbs up in turn.
"Alright, aim for the nuclear core on the back of it's head, just slam it with everything you've got" speaks Kyle as he brought out Sidewinder, Yang's titan beginning to level all of it's ranged weapons on the core.
"Go ahead".
As soon as she heard the two words, she ripped loose of her ammunition, the rounds slamming into the core as the shield went down quickly, the bullets slamming into the core as the core began to smoke, shortly catching a small fire as the enemy titan turned around in surprise, however a clip from Sidewinder keeping it down as the fire increased in intensity, Yang's titan moving over before punching the centre of it's chest, aiming for the cockpit.
"Get him!" yells Kyle from behind as Yang continued to punch the titan extensively, soon breaking through as her fist crushed the pilot inside his titan, the massive beast collapsing before exploding, releasing a nuclear ejection as the blood rained into the sky.
"Great work!" yelled Kyle as he threw his fist into the air, proud of their collaboration in eliminating two enemy titans.
"This is Blisk, the enemy is beginning to retreat, ensure that the pilots do not leave alive" goes over the duo's radio.
"This is Ember Celica, I read you Blisk" replies Yang over her radio as a small display of the commander popped into the corner of her HUD.
"This is Wasser, I copy" replies Kyle as he nodded, the display of his commander moving to the upper right corner of his HUD as Kyle sprinted off to the new marker placed on his HUD.
"Well, looks like this is a job for the pilots" smirks Kyle over the radio to Yang, who was running along behind him.
"Maybe I'll let you in on some of the action" smirks Yang as she swipes low, grabbing him in her hands as he gave a surprised look before letting out a chuckle.
"Put me on the roof and I'll be good" smiles Kyle as Yang chuckled inside her cockpit, running to the destroyed building. Yang settles the grunt onto the roof as she stood guard at the building, looking around for any stragglers.
"I don't think so" smiles Yang as her 40mm cannon goes over, annihilating a lone pilot into chunks of red and white as the organs spilled everywhere.
"Holy shit!" goes over her radio as she smirked in confidence, the grunt nodding from the roof as he had seen her completely pulverized the pilot.
Suddenly he was shot in the back, however his ballistic vest absorbing the impact as he fell forward, Yang's titan turning around as another burst from the 40mm cannon rings out, another pilot becoming nothing more than a red slurry on the roof as the grunt struggled back onto his feet, not wounded but winded from the bullet. "Still up and running" sighs Kyle as he suddenly raised his carbine, taking a few shots before bringing the gun back down, "One more down".
"This is Blisk, our readings say that enemy activity in the area has ceased, good work and head on home".
"Copy Blisk" sighs Kyle before he sighs, jumping off the roof with ease as his exoskeleton legs protect him from the high fall, Kyle walking along as Yang left her titan, jumping onto the ground with ease as she turned to him.
"Your not bad, how come you aren't a pilot?" asks Yang, raising an eyebrow as she tilted her head.
"Not sure, they said I don't have enough 'experience' to pilot a titan" shrugged Kyle carelessly before he began to walk to the centre of the warzone, Yang following behind her new acquaintance.
"So..." trails Yang as they silently walked along.
"My squad leader's dead" sighs Kyle as he removed his helmet, placing it under one of his arms as he walked along.
"Tough luck" shrugs Yang as she picked up the pace to match his walking speed, now walking alongside him.
"Let me ask you a question here" speaks Kyle as he turns to the blonde, who nodded to him calmly.
"What's the question?" asks Yang, moving closer to him.
"Tell me, why do you pilots treat us grunts like we are not worth anything?" asks Kyle, suddenly stopping as she turned to face him.
"We were all trained and taught about how we are superior to you, if you have a problem with how we act, you'll have to take it up with command" frowns Yang before she continues to walk forward.
"Who says you have to act like how they taught you?" asks Kyle as he walks alongside her, desiring to find a solution to the tensions between the pilots and grunts.
"It's a personal problem" frowns Yang, "I don't appreciate you budging in on things that don't concern you".
"It does concern me" frowns Kyle in turn as they stop at the pick up point, ignoring the grunts and other pilots around them.
"How does it concern you?" asks Yang, raising an eyebrow as she crosses her arms.
"It concerns the entire company for gods sake, at this rate grunts and pilots are going to wage a full on war against each other" frowns Kyle, making himself clear as Yang was unable to respond.
"Just shut up" frowns Yang before she walks away from him, having talked to him enough.
"Looks like this might be tougher than I thought"