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NEXT:Culmination In Crises: Page 5
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The light from the waning sun and blazing meteor in the sky melded together in bright crimson and orange rays, washing over the Scarlet’s men as they emerged from the gash the WEAPON monstrosity had created on the hull of the base. Hot on their target’s trail, the troops wasted no time scaling down Junon’s face. Watching the scene unfold in real time from her express elevator, Scarlet fixed her eyes on her built-in monitor while cycling between her men’s helmet cameras for any sighting of Tifa.
As the three men slid down highly elevated metallic dome, Daj caught the first visual on his team’s target. Seizing the moment, the cocky guard yelled over to his captain for approval.
“I can take her, sir! Leave first contact to me and she won’t know what hit her. Permission to spearhead the pincer movement?”
Though Spencer couldn’t shake a nagging feeling that the rumors he’d heard about the escaped prisoner's strength were at least partially true, a swift recapture operation was still his top priority. His team didn’t receive Shinra intel reports like his superiors and the Turks did, but the young captain was stubbornly convinced that field experience trumped data and spook stories. In the heat of the chase, Spencer authorized his subordinate’s gambit without hesitation. Daj was a fearless sports ace from their academy days, and his grappling ability was second to none. If anyone could produce quick results, he would. Spencer nodded and yelled back in confirmation,
“Do it! Make it fast.”
With a smirk, Daj accelerated his grind down the metallic slope, ending it with with a short leap that put him on course to land right on top of his target.
Having made her way down a significant portion of the metal dome that covered the Junon inner chambers, Tifa urgently searched for some sign of her allies, or a quick way out of the hellish stronghold. Her options were looking slim though, and it was only a matter of time before Shinra troops caught up with her. She'd have to reach the bottom of this tower before she could maker her way across the cannon platform, and the rest was going to be on the fly.
Barret...Cid...where do I need to be? How will we rendezvous? I’m running out of escape routes!
As she searched for the safest way to continue downward, Tifa glanced upward and was shocked to see a figure descending right on top of her at high speed. The Shinra had caught up already!
Cracking a wry smile, Daj watched the proximity figure in his combat visor rapidly narrow. His data feed confirmed his trajectory was dead on, and he would soon get credit for being the man to end this chase.
So, this is one of the terrorists that helped coordinate the reactor bombings in Midgar? She sure doesn’t look like much...heh, this’ll be over quick. Poor little cheerleader won’t know what hit her... and the director will have to recognize me for taking her down!
With a cat-like last second slip, Tifa smoothly dodged the aerial tackle to prepare a counter attack. Bewildered and empty-handed upon landing, the Shinra trooper was dumbfounded about his failure.
I...I missed? But the data sa-
Daj’s private analysis was cut short by a gloved fist being jammed into his abdomen with mind-shattering force. The shock of the blow completely knocked the wind out of the hot shot guardsman, nearly lifting him off his feet. His stomach churned as he doubled over from the impact, struggling to hold down his scant lunch from earlier in the day.
“YAH!”
Before he had time to mount a defense in the wake of Tifa’s battlecry, a crimson streak flashed across his field of vision. The weighted heel of a thick boot caught his jawline and launched a trail of spittle from his gaping mouth. The whirling kick sent the shell shocked soldier spinning head-first into the metal hull wall. The dull “clang” of his helmet connecting with the Junon exterior echoed into the open sky. Completing the rotation arc of her spinning heel kick, Tifa slid back into a slightly crouched stance, readying herself for any retaliation.
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Pesky random battles! Tifa fights her way to safety while Scarlet readies her own intercept plan.
Some good news - I'll able to speed up my release pace as the action kicks off. I admit I've goofed pretty hard and haven't been using my render engine(s) efficiently enough after a hardware upgrade... but! I've had some really good breakthroughs in quality/speed balance over the last few days - still stretching my legs on new hardware! More to come, ASAP! Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays people! Stay tuned, and thanks again for dropping by.
-BM
Scarlet, Tifa and the Final Fantasy Series © Square Enix
NEXT:Culmination In Crises: Page 5
***************************************
The light from the waning sun and blazing meteor in the sky melded together in bright crimson and orange rays, washing over the Scarlet’s men as they emerged from the gash the WEAPON monstrosity had created on the hull of the base. Hot on their target’s trail, the troops wasted no time scaling down Junon’s face. Watching the scene unfold in real time from her express elevator, Scarlet fixed her eyes on her built-in monitor while cycling between her men’s helmet cameras for any sighting of Tifa.
As the three men slid down highly elevated metallic dome, Daj caught the first visual on his team’s target. Seizing the moment, the cocky guard yelled over to his captain for approval.
“I can take her, sir! Leave first contact to me and she won’t know what hit her. Permission to spearhead the pincer movement?”
Though Spencer couldn’t shake a nagging feeling that the rumors he’d heard about the escaped prisoner's strength were at least partially true, a swift recapture operation was still his top priority. His team didn’t receive Shinra intel reports like his superiors and the Turks did, but the young captain was stubbornly convinced that field experience trumped data and spook stories. In the heat of the chase, Spencer authorized his subordinate’s gambit without hesitation. Daj was a fearless sports ace from their academy days, and his grappling ability was second to none. If anyone could produce quick results, he would. Spencer nodded and yelled back in confirmation,
“Do it! Make it fast.”
With a smirk, Daj accelerated his grind down the metallic slope, ending it with with a short leap that put him on course to land right on top of his target.
Having made her way down a significant portion of the metal dome that covered the Junon inner chambers, Tifa urgently searched for some sign of her allies, or a quick way out of the hellish stronghold. Her options were looking slim though, and it was only a matter of time before Shinra troops caught up with her. She'd have to reach the bottom of this tower before she could maker her way across the cannon platform, and the rest was going to be on the fly.
Barret...Cid...where do I need to be? How will we rendezvous? I’m running out of escape routes!
As she searched for the safest way to continue downward, Tifa glanced upward and was shocked to see a figure descending right on top of her at high speed. The Shinra had caught up already!
Cracking a wry smile, Daj watched the proximity figure in his combat visor rapidly narrow. His data feed confirmed his trajectory was dead on, and he would soon get credit for being the man to end this chase.
So, this is one of the terrorists that helped coordinate the reactor bombings in Midgar? She sure doesn’t look like much...heh, this’ll be over quick. Poor little cheerleader won’t know what hit her... and the director will have to recognize me for taking her down!
With a cat-like last second slip, Tifa smoothly dodged the aerial tackle to prepare a counter attack. Bewildered and empty-handed upon landing, the Shinra trooper was dumbfounded about his failure.
I...I missed? But the data sa-
Daj’s private analysis was cut short by a gloved fist being jammed into his abdomen with mind-shattering force. The shock of the blow completely knocked the wind out of the hot shot guardsman, nearly lifting him off his feet. His stomach churned as he doubled over from the impact, struggling to hold down his scant lunch from earlier in the day.
“YAH!”
Before he had time to mount a defense in the wake of Tifa’s battlecry, a crimson streak flashed across his field of vision. The weighted heel of a thick boot caught his jawline and launched a trail of spittle from his gaping mouth. The whirling kick sent the shell shocked soldier spinning head-first into the metal hull wall. The dull “clang” of his helmet connecting with the Junon exterior echoed into the open sky. Completing the rotation arc of her spinning heel kick, Tifa slid back into a slightly crouched stance, readying herself for any retaliation.
***************************************
Pesky random battles! Tifa fights her way to safety while Scarlet readies her own intercept plan.
Some good news - I'll able to speed up my release pace as the action kicks off. I admit I've goofed pretty hard and haven't been using my render engine(s) efficiently enough after a hardware upgrade... but! I've had some really good breakthroughs in quality/speed balance over the last few days - still stretching my legs on new hardware! More to come, ASAP! Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays people! Stay tuned, and thanks again for dropping by.
-BM
Scarlet, Tifa and the Final Fantasy Series © Square Enix
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Wow... Cloud would be impressed ! oO