Description: Out in the Wyoming Wilderness, around a campfire, Maxima is found by the nameless NESTS assassin. But rather than simply getting the drop on the cyborg, the teenager pleads for him to return. Maxima will never sacrifice his freedom, however, as the nameless assassin repays him with retribution.
The incident in Nashville had left a bad taste in Maxima's mouth. Dodging NESTS was easy enough, but now with a bounty on his head he knew it was only a matter of time that some heavy hitters came knocking. And boy was Potemkin a heavy hitter. The cyborg is durable, but even he was pretty sure he got lucky and escaped by the skin of his teeth. The result though was several blocks being destroyed due to the tussle and Maxima getting away before any authorities arrived to further give him trouble.
That was a few weeks ago. Since then Maxima has mostly dealt with a few minor threats here and there. Mostly dopes with a gun and an internet connection. No one on the same level as Potemkin. That and he has still yet to get in touch with K' recently. He can only hope his friend handn't gotten in over his head and got captured. What the cyborg needed was to head to somewhere that he isn't going to run into too much trouble. And well why not take some time and regroup in a quaint little town like Sundance Wyoming.
So far the big man has had no trouble, but knows not to linger too long. He has mostly offered to help do a few odd jobs for money to help put gas in his bike and give him traveling cash when he decides to move on. As for where to stay? He has made a little camp a few miles outside of the town and spends the nights out there. With the sun starting to dip down he already returned to camp where he has a small bedroll laid out and the stuff to make a fire. Not that he really needs the fire to keep warm, but there is something nice about a fire going at night when camping out in the wilderness.
The presence builds in the firelight.
%Myoming was far and distant, and the close-knit community was especially close in the harsh winters. But closed communities tend to feel the effect of every passing drifter, especially one with as much impact as Maxima. A drifter that was passing through the Mountain states, doing odd jobs, and being extraordinarily polite. Little details, little facts, little trickle of information, that all leads to a single complaint about a homeless man out of town, which was dismissed by the sheriff as not causing any trouble. There wouldn't be any trouble.
There wouldn't even need to be any witnesses.
The crunch of footsteps in the snow approach Maxima. The footsteps were unnecessary, but it was how a NESTS assassin shows his manners. It wouldn't work dropping on Maxima, but there would have been at least an attempt of ambush. Maybe it was an ally. Maybe it was a friend. But as the shape forms in the darkness, it becomes clear who it was. He doesn't even need to announce himself, as the frame of the teenager is illuminate in the firelight.
"Maxima." He says coldly.
The teenager is dressed in doubled-upped leather; puffy and wrapped in a thermal layer to keep his vitals warm. The black outfit was stunningly unfashionable, but not even Isolde could help with the cold. A long black floak follows him, as he keeps his silver-white glove high, readied before him. The black and white haired teenager transfixes a chilling stare as he steps closer to the fire. He doesn't take a seat, he just stands fast.
"How long do you think you could stay running."
The best way to handle a situation like he is currently in is be polite, say little and do overstay his welcome. He wasn't going to linger beyond another day or two and perhaps he stayed too long because words spread enough that he soon finds himself dealing with trouble. Trouble in a form he didn't expect. "Eh? So they got you doing the hunting now do they?"
The cyborg slowly rises to his feet where he towers over the teen as he regards him without looking to go on attack yet. "Figured you all had bigger problems right now. Looks like whoever decided release my name to the public still thinks I work with you all still. Think of it as lessing running from NESTS and more keeping all these new bounty hunter wannabes and pros off my back."
The tussle in Nashville probably didn't help him stay undefected from NESTS. It was a bit too close to home and he suspects Nameless has been on his tail soon after that destruction went down. "So you found me. Lucky K' isn't here too otherwise you would be in over your head even more. What is it you want to do kiddo? Beat me up and take me 'home'? We're a long way from there and I am sure there are just as many people looking for you as they are me right now."
The boy does not give any ground.
"I am sent here to elminate you, Maxima." The teenager says very cooly. It was the truth. He was here to kill Maxima. And yet, as he stands fast, the presence of the boy boiling over him, there was the simple matter of fact he has not killed Maxima yet. "What the NOL considers is unimportant. They will not take any of us alive, especially me." Isolde, though, was a higher concern... but not impossible to deal with. He would always do what he could to keep her safe. As Maxima towers over him, the teenager takes a step close, staring up at him boldly. "And they will not take you alive either. But I need to know something first, Maxima."
The question comes without the air of detached ruthlessness, instead coming with an air of concern. Almost childlike, in it's tone. "Why did you turn you back on us. Why did you and K' abandon us? Is this the life you want?" The teenager sweep his arms to the cold darkness around them both.
"Living outdoors like some kind of animal?"
There is a smirk that comes to his lips. It seems to make sense Igniz would want him and K' dead now more than ever. He isn't sure if he would side with NOL given he knows little of that group's motives, but if captured he could give them quite a bit of information on NESTS. "I see. Well I guess there is no one here to stop you from attempting that."
he remains calm and collected as he just watches the movements of Nameless. The teen may be liable to lash out at any moment, but right now he seems content to see just what the young man will do. And in a way he was glad to not act quickly. The question actually brings a smile to his face. "I got nothing against you, kid. Never have and honestly won't. You, Kula, Diana and Foxy to just name a few. We did what we had to do. Sometimes you got to make a choice and accept there are consequences to it all. Not sure if it is anything I could get you to understand. We were tired of just being nothing but weapons, tools. Just a cog in a machine that was starting to go off the rails."
He then gives a small gaze around. It may look like he is leaving himself open, but Nameless knows better. Maxima may be a big, lumbering guy, but he is also smart. If anything he might just be making Nameless think he has let his guard down. "I could be staying elsewhere. I like the peaceful sounds of a night like this. No rain or clouds in sight, the crackling of the fire and just nothing but my own thoughts to keep me company. Tell me. Have they ever let you just have time to yourself and let you do what you want? Is your life going to always you being used as a weapon? A tool? K' got tired of it. I wonder if you will too."
That actually gets a flicker of anger from Nameless.
"We are family, Maxima." The teenager declares furiously. "We have always been family. You, and K' just never understood. How can you ever not understand though? The joy of serving NESTS, serving a cause higher than yourself? How can you not feel that, experience it? It's more than a cog, more than just a machine. We are family, Maxima." And he grips his glove tightly.
"This is why I hate having to do this, Maxima."
The teenager stares coldly at Maxima, gripping Isolde firmly. "You think this is personal? If this was only personal, I would be dragging you back, you and K', and -make- you understand. Just like I needed to make Kula understand. You need to understand, Maxima, and I would do it again and again just to get it inside you, that you can be more than just a traitor, more than just a renegade. That's what it would be if it was personal. But this is professional now, Maxima." The presence reaches a head, as it seemed like the words were done now.
"There will be no witnesses."
The retort he gets isn't too surprising. Free will is a powerful thing and when K' escaped with Maxima it made sense that NESTS would be sure to further brainwash the likes of Nameless so it wouldn't happen again. Though something the younger man says does cause Maxima to frown. "Kula...." The way he mentioned making her understand only leaves a few bad thoughts in Maxima's head.
He says nothing more on the matter, but it seems Nameless has Maxima's full attention right now. "I understand a lot of things. One day you might understand what is really going on. That day isn't today, kiddo."
No witnesses? That is a good thing in the fact there will be no real casualties. Maxima isn't afraid of damaging himself or putting the boots to Nameless, but no one getting caught in the scuffle is a good thing. "Time to go home, kid." Is all Maxima says while moving much more quickly than a man his size has any right in doing, already his combat systems kick into high gear as things start out with a rather simple, straight punch right into the chest of Nameless.
COMBATSYS: Maxima brings his battle systems online.
COMBATSYS: Nameless has joined the fight here.
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Maxima 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nameless
COMBATSYS: Maxima successfully hits Nameless with Medium Punch.
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Maxima 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Nameless
The teenager actually did not expect Maxima to come out so... fast. A man that size should be slow and ponderous. Instead, he was exploding forward like a rock, his combat systems infusing the man's mass with true speed alongside the power. The rocketing blow comes, as Nameless turns; connecting squarely into his chest, the boy grunts aloud as he is knocked away into the snow. He does not wait to rise up, as he stands back up.
"No, you don't understand!"
The teenager snaps back, as surges back at the man. Sliding low and fast, he drives his foot in to sweep Maxima off his feet, bringing a wave of snow with him. Already, the cold was sweeping around, as his glove slips up his arm. The dynamic essence of Isolde.
"If you understood, you would be home again!"
COMBATSYS: Maxima endures Nameless' Shinonome.
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Maxima 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Nameless
Maxima may not have anything against Nameless, but he is more than aware of the skill the young man has. There is no reason to hold back and unlike the fight with Potemkin he can use a bit more of an array of his weaponry without bringing too much damage. Despite that it wasn't a blow from his vapour cannon, but instead a punch just to let Nameless know this wasn't going to be an easy kill by any means.
"You can hate me now as much as you need to. One day I hope you see why me and K' are doing what we did." He replies before finding Nameless coming right towards him and then dipping low to try and take the cyborg off his feet. Foot meets metal as Nameless hits with a good amount of force, but it seems Maxima was already thinking ahead. He was already moving forward, his body leaning as a hand is reaching out to grip Nameless by the face around the same time that foot would be hitting his leg.
He continues falling forward. His arm extended to plow into the ground hard with Nameless' head in his grip or not. Already the hissing of his vapour cannon charging up can be heard as it goes off to make the impact even more forceful and creating a nice crater.
COMBATSYS: Maxima successfully hits Nameless with Maxima Press.
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Maxima 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 Nameless
The boy didn't want to see it as hate. He wanted to see it as justice. And yet, he hated what Maxima and K' stood for. Their obsession with freedom, useless freedom. All that mattered was doing the right thing. As long as he did the right thing, Isolde would be alive again, and then he could reunite with her in the brave new paradise NESTS brought before the land. It was a love that runs in the teenager.
It was a love that spreads across his body, as Maxima begins to rip forward.
The boy, for his purposes, tries to block. But Isolde was already responding, already covering him with an icy shell. Enveloping the boy, Maxima catches the teenager by his exposed face, and promptly smashes him into the ground, cratering him underneath, cracking the icy shell.
"I see what it is, Maxima!"
The words pour out furiously, as the teenager struggles underneath, his body already burnt, bleeding and bruised. He claws at the glove, trying to reach for Isolde. "It's not hate, it's anger and frustration! I wanted you back! If you came back, I wouldn't have to kill you! Don't you understand? This is your fault! You made this choice to be a... be a traitor!"
And he pulls her free.
The fires erupt over him, building into a catalyst. The red flames crawl up his arm, blackening it, burning it, boiling the flesh. He gnaws in agony, staring back at Maxima, readying himself as he braces against the crater, rising up so slowly.
Ready to prepare his next offering to the glory that was NESTS.
And the teenager unleashes the fires, to blaze back at Maxima, unleashing the waves of an all-too familiar fire.
TO consume him in it
COMBATSYS: Maxima interrupts Sawarabe from Nameless with M19 Model Blitz Cannon EX.
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Maxima 1/-------/=======|=======\=------\1 Nameless
The hand pulls away soon after the blast and Maxima gets to his feet to step back. Nameless struggles to his feet and his anger only seems to grow. Hearing the words only makes Maxima give a soft shake of his head. He hates it. He hates right now there is little he can do to change the young man's mind. He feels maybe one day he can get Nameless to understand the way K' does now.
"I'm sorry." That is all he can really say right now. The feeling of those growing flames being all too familiar as the rage inside the young man grows. it is a terrifying power that the likes of he and K' wield and why the cyborg knows he can't really pull punches in combat. This is life and death in his case. If he wins Nameless will live to see another day, but if he was defeated here Maxima doesn't believe he would be lucky enough to see the morning.
Forward again he surges as the flames grow stronger. His robotic body does well at handling the intense heat as brings back a fist and charges right through and barrels forward to close the gap between himself and Nameless once more. That powerful right hand comes upwards and slams full force into the stomach of Nameless and picks him up off the ground with the imact. Another hiss is heard moments before the vapour cannon releases a charge once more to blast the younger fighter away.
It was a risky move, but one that needed to be done. The less time dealing with the flames is going to make repairs more easily once he gets out of this situation.
If Maxima won...
The nature of the nameless teenager would continue the cycle of death. That was his purpose, his duty. Even as the wave of fire is unleashed, even as Maxima's smashes through the teeanger, blasting him with pure power as he is sent hurtling away, smashing into a pine tree. The tree doubles over, the trunk collapses on him. For a moment, it was clear that the boy was being broken. But as the pine tree suddenly ignites, something more is obvious.
The glove doesn't return back on.
Already, the fire was spreading faster and faster over his frame, his body. His eyes were wide, his jaw slack. And yet, the determination was even stronger than before. Understanding... he would never see the world as K' and Maxima would. Because he would die, and then he would return. Death and rebirth. That was his fate. That was his sacrifice.
"No Maxima." He says, as the fires build around him, consuming around him as he strides towards Maxima.
"I am sorry."
COMBATSYS: Nameless prepares another sacrifice.
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Maxima 1/-------/=======|=======\====---\1 Nameless
A powerful blow delivered. Few could handle such a punch at full force from Maxima, but Nameless s far from normal. He is a creature of NESTS afterall.
The flame ignite and spread. The tree that the teenager impacted on crackles and ignites itself. The peaceful fire that Maxima was enjoying now dwarfed the the fury of the flames Nameless wields.
His expression remains calm and his gaze fixated on Nameless as he steps forward. "Then I guess we are at an impass. Both sorry for our actions. Not much else can be done."
The cyborg moves forward, He can only hope to quash the fire, but to do so will take effort. He braves the flames and closes in once more as his massive arms look to grab Nameless and pull him close before he uses his arms to try and just choke out the young man. "It is a big arm. Don't fight it."
COMBATSYS: Nameless blocks Maxima's Choke Vice.
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Maxima 1/-------/=======|=======\=====--\1 Nameless
It would be a tragedy.
The nameless teen catches the choking grip into his other, gloved arm, as the fires spread. He stares into Maxima, face grim, as he struggles into the grips. And he is just able to meet Maxima's crushing force. Not overpower, no. "I will always fight this, Maxima. Insubordination. Treachery. You think I need to survive this?" He says softly. Too softly. The presence surrounds him, as it becomes clear. The teenager did not plan on surviving this encounter.
And then the fires explode.
The cataclysmic flames consume around him, exploding into a torrent of flame. Burning higher and higher, as a massive bonfire, stretching out around him, spreading, spreading to take in Maxima into the endless flames. He was hurt, he was burning. ANd yet, as the fires die down... they do die down, as the teenager forces the glove back over his burnt arm.
Still struggling to keep his fight forward.
COMBATSYS: Nameless successfully hits Maxima with Empowered Rinkou.
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Maxima 1/--=====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nameless
It was an attempt to put an end to the fight. To quash the flames before they became too much for Maxima to handle. He figured he was doing a good job, but then instead of snuffing the flames out the cyborg felt the heat increase and then came the large eruption of flames forming around the teen. The grip is lost and Maxima is blown back by the sheer force of the torrent of flame.
It is probably a good thing he was knocked away instead of being consumed by the flame. His hair and sideburns singed. What exposed skin showing burn marks as he can feel his body kick into repair mode and try to restore him to optimal fighting capacity. It would take more than that to take down Maxima, but the blast is a reminder that this fight isn't over just yet.
Slowly he rises to his feet once more and he cricks his neck. There is a hiss as he makes sure the cannon on each arm is checked to make sure they are still working. It is a shame he can't get Nameless to defect too. Such power in the hands of NESTS is not a good thing. Even more so when the one using it is utterly indoctrinated.
COMBATSYS: Maxima gains composure.
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Maxima 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nameless
The teenager lives.
He doesn't give Maxima much time for respite. He does relax, however, for one moment, letting the soothing touch of Isolde spread over his arm, touching on the burns, controlling his flames. Gasping for air, he leaps at Maxima, flying through the air as he dashes swiftly at his opponent, swiftly at his foe, swiftly at... his family. "Don't try and act noble, Maxima, please. You know either I die, or you die. You know that's how it works." Was the brief statement as he lands, unleashing a -staggering- side kick hard into the heart of Maxima.
"I may not even need to survive..."
COMBATSYS: Maxima endures Nameless' Shigure.
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Maxima 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|====---\-------\0 Nameless
"And you need to stop being a fool."
There is little fime for him to say anything else. Despite all the punishment being doled out and using the power of his flames to such a large extent Nameless moves quickly and that kick slams hard into the chest. Metal gives and the laser hidden within gives a warning that firing it may cause damage to the cyborg himself. Even with his repair systems kicking in he can feel it. The way he is straining too hard to keep going. Much like his fight with Potemkin the repairs are going to be a long process. A long and pricey one at that.
More importantly Nameless is in close now and that allows Maxima to strike out with a big hand. The hiss of his vapour cannon giving an idea another blast of steam is about to be released. Though it is quickly followed up by a second one to further knock the air out of Nameless. "Stop trying to get yourself killed!" He shouts and then attempts to slam both fists right into Nameless. This time both cannons roaring to life and releasing a blast at the same time. "Your life is worth more than you think, kid."
COMBATSYS: Nameless blocks Maxima's Double Vapour Cannon.
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Maxima 0/-------/<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0 Nameless
The staggering kick to the chest drives deep, stunning the cyborg for a moment. Unfortunately, being so far in... made him open to the steam burst counter-attack. The hiss gives the warning, and the nameless teenager throws up his arms. Isolde flattens, giving a thin shell, as the blast comes, vaporizing the shells almost instantly. But at least, gives him a moment to live, to stand fast as the steam spreads around them all.
For a moment, he is only a shadow in the mist.
"My life is only valuable to those I love, Maxima." The teenager says as the scalding air clears. His body was covered in burns, the skin coming off in deforming sloughs. "I love you, Maxima. I love every member of my NESTS family. And it hurts me so much that we all can't just come together. But I exist to hurt, I am part of this family because I can hurt and hurt, and never stop losing sight of what is important. And if every time I die brings our family a little bit closer."
"Then it is worth it."
"Do you think you can survive out here, broken and bleeding Maxima? Nobody will help you. I did not want you to die slowly. But I must carry out what I must do. This is my burden." The resolve of the boy burns, as he rips his glove off once more. The fires around him spread, blackening his flesh to the bone. "This is my duty, Maxima."
"This is my labor of love!"
COMBATSYS: Nameless prepares another sacrifice.
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Maxima 0/-------/<<<<<<<|=======\==-----\1 Nameless
With a bit of a sigh Maxima closes his eyes as he listens to those words. Nothing he can say will reach the young man. He would love to say everything will be okay, but as long as people like Igniz still live that won't be the case. "Kid, I appreciate your worry about me dieing a slow death, but it won't be happening. Not today at least."
Parts of his robotic body are screaming for time to repair, but nameless still stands so Maxima continues to push himself as hard as he can. The flames are being summoned again and he has to act quickly less he suffer a similar fate as earlier when he was caught in the last blast. Just a bit longer. He needs his body to hang on a bit longer. Then he can get to his motorcycle and put some distance between himself and the NESTS project.
A big meaty fist pulls back once more and the hiss of his vapour cannon charging up is heard one more time. Not a stream of attacks this time, but one simple straight punch looking to slam into the face of Nameless before looking to blast him away once more.
COMBATSYS: Nameless breaks through M4 Model Vapour Cannon from Maxima with Empowered Zetsuei!
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Maxima 0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0 Nameless
That is the response as the nameless teenager -forces- into Maxima as the punch smashes into his face. The bone snap under the impact, shattering his jaw. But as the steam boils out, the teenager begins to strike with deft precision into Maxima. Chops, kicks, punches and blows, all too similar to Maxima's own companion, as the relentless chain comes to actually try and dismantle Maxima. Every strike comes with the cursed flames, ripping into him, tearing into him, slicing into him. Driving him back to the campfire, as he beats him, beats at him harder and harder, until finally, he stops. Stops as he stands there, still holding his glove. And with a gasp, he hurls it away, hurls it away to the ground, letting the fires spread across him.
"We -will- die here tonight."
It takes a moment for it to even fully register. The strike landed, but in the case of Maxima what his impact does is little in comparison to the full fledged assault that Namless releases. A flurry of flamed imbued strikes that crush metal and tear through the cyborg. If he were human he probably would truely be dead, but the wonders of technology may just save him this day.
There is too much damage done to him by the end. One arm is barely hanging on as the other has suffered enough damage to where both cannon's are damaged to where they aren't usable. He lays on the ground wondering how to get out of this situation. Desperate times call for desperate measures. "Sorry to disappoint...." Maxima says as he manages to get the energy to sit up and he even gives a bit of a smile. While it is an ill advised move he doesn't really have any other options. "Got more things to do before I die, kid."
That is when his chest opens up. The M24 cannon emerging as it crackles to life. "All power redirected. Fire." While normally just used to blast an enemy or object into next week he uses it more like a thruster in this case. Sure he has it aimed right at Nameless, but it is more being used as a means of escape as it sends the cyborg sliding away across the ground. It won't get him too far, but hopefully it is enough to free himself from Nameless and let his body repair itself long enough to where I can make a proper getaway. Of course if it blasts Nameless in the face that will only help things.
COMBATSYS: Maxima has suffered catastrophic damage and fallen offline.
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COMBATSYS: Maxima successfully hits Nameless with M24 Atomic Laser.
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The damage was done, to the best that he could.
He was already dead, both of them, at least that's what he convinced himself. A desperate stand for righteousness, the very thing that fueled the nameless boy. As the chest opens up, he doesn't strike. He doesn't even resist. The nameless teenager opens his arms to the purifying nuclear light, as it consumes him. The blast rends through him, tears through him, a shadow in the pure nuclear power that blazes through him. And then, not even that anymore. First the flesh, then bones, as the combined power of both himself and the traitor envelops him. As the laser dies down, as Maxima blows himself backwards... there is nothing left. Nothing.
Only a scar in the snow, as the ash cascades down.
COMBATSYS: Nameless can no longer fight.
The laser soon dies down and Maxima skids along the ground. It wasn't something he wanted to do, but he has to survive. He barely managed that. Even as he lays there he lets what remaining power he has focus on repairing as much damage as it can. He can only hope no one comes across him while he is in this state.
"Sorry, kid. I'll make things right one day." he says to himself while closing his eyes. Rest is all he can do and let the body heal. Then it will be time to get on the motorcycle and find a new town. One hopefully with a decent junkyard he use to better patch himself up. He really needs to get in touch with K' before one of these fights really does get the better of him. The two need a plan and at least if more bounty hunters or NESTS assassins come they won't be alone.
For now it is just a few long hours of being in the wilderness with nothing but his thoughts on what just happened repeating in his head. The scenario just further pushing the big man into wanting to take down NESTS once and for all even more.
Log created on 13:29:10 03/01/2018 by Nameless, and last modified on 14:51:52 03/02/2018.