originally posted in:The New Dojo
"New Report: Guardian spacecraft crashing outside of Dojo. Moving in to search for survivors."
[i]A lonesome five foot, ten inch tall woman ran to the scene of the crash, clad in dark carbon-black armor while a mask covered the lower half of her face. A katana was strapped to her side, along with a dagger, while a technological, rectangular-shaped being trailed behind her, piloting itself through the air.[/i]
[i]"Chances of survival: Minimal. Chances of revival: Almost guaranteed."[/i]
"And? May as well help.." [i]The android stopped outside of the crashed ship, immediately checking for glass that she or her Pod could bust through.[/i]
English
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The glass of the cockpit was underground.
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[i]17O sighed, stepping back after a moment as her Pod followed.[/i] "Pod, fire upon the back of the ship." [i]"Affirmative."[/i] [i]The Pod opened up its body, as two rocket salvos were revealed. It merely fired one, blowing apart the back end of the ship - although it was not enough to cause a full-fledged explosion.[/i]