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Hou-Fan had been spending her entire morning wandering through the forests of Val'sharah as she collected new herbs to use in brewing either tea or beer, perhaps even both. As the afternoon grew into early evening, she decided she was ready to head back to civilization. Conveniently she noticed a Worgen heading down the path nearby who just had to be a mage because she couldn't imagine anyone of their race being dressed in such ridiculously over extravagant robes otherwise.

She hailed him and asked if he could make a portal to send her to Ironforge, and he nodded, quickly casting the spell and creating a portal. Hou-Fan may have noticed if she looked carefully at the portal, but it looked a little hazy and didn't seem to show the familiar image of Ironforge's gates like it should. In her haste, she quickly moved into the portal, and once she was on the other side, she found herself, not in Ironforge at all, and from the looks of it, not likely anywhere on all of Azeroth that she recognized.

As often can happen in the Badlands, a gate pops open seemingly at random, bringing something from an unknown place. In this case, a small starfighter, one main hull and two smaller outriggers. The gate opened close to the ground, apparently far too close for the pilot to react. The outriggers start to twist to face the engines backward, but, fast as they are to change position, there's just no time for the craft to slow itself or even change its direction before it collides with the ground, skipping once and tumbling. One small wing goes flying from the vessel.

Meanwhile, about two miles out, on a large hovercraft, someone lowers their binoculars from the top deck. "We got a new one, boys!"

For the Most part he wanders the badlands for many reasons, searching for Zoanoids, trouble, or something cool. Or even just some salvage he can make money off of. Bouncing at the Cat's meow is not all that paying. But as he moves through the rocky lands he is looking around his eyes scanning in all directions as he has found some interesting salvage himself. The Guyver moves without fear or concern for anyone attacking him. He is carrying a strong box that has several nice items in it. Mostly undamaged high current high processing power CPUS, the kind used in some very advanced machines.

For a moment, Hou-Fan blinked in rather dumbstruck surprise at the stark contrast between the place she had expected to end up, and where she was now. She recovered from the initial shock after a moment though, which was good, because she was not alone for long. Nearby she saw a ship pass through another portal gate, and though the only sort of space ship she had seen before were of Draenei design, and looked quite a bit different, she at least understood the basic concepts of traveling between worlds on such ships. Unfortunately the ship came through the gate too close to the planet and ended up crashing. Immediately Hou-Fan tightened the strap on her pack which held all the herbs she had gathered today, and began running toward the crashed ship, intending to help anyone who was aboard, assuming they still lived.

For the most part David did see the crash and with his box he also heads over to the crash site after a few moments, or rather lifts up and flies off heading in the direction of wrecked spaceship or something. If the occupants survived it's good, if not more salvage. Then he notices the other fur? and he wonders at first if she could be from Mei's world. A friend as he does also join her at the crash site.

The Guyver for the most part looks very much like an armored Bipedal insect, with out a mouth. Those plates so tight and well formed would make one not familiar with the bio-booster armor to think it is a creature than a suit of armor.

Aboard the crashed ship, the pilot is unmoving. Thankfully it seems to have landed upright, though the nose and one of the outriggers appear severely bent. Despite the pilot being clearly unconscious, there is still movement on the ship, but not much. The less damaged outrigger first moves, then tests its engine lightly. Then the thrust vectoring on the engines of the main body test themselves pointing in various directions, though the engine doesn't re-engage. Finally, the more severely damaged outrigger begins its diagnostics, seemingly more slowly, methodically than the rest. As the two approach, a female, monotone voice comes from the fighter. "Please stand back. I am currently engaging in tests to determine volatility."

It's this time that the far off landship is well on its way, steaming full speed towards the wreckage. From the deck on its right side lifts off a twin-rotored gunship looking vehicle, quite visibly armed to the teeth, while one of the main doors at the front slowly starts to open. The patchwork turret just in front of its bridge, not looking like it was designed for the vessel it's on, clearly has difficulty in turning itself as it moves to face full forward.

Hou-Fan was dressed for combat, as she usually was when wandering, leather armor covering most of her body, with metal pauldrons, gauntlets, and kneepads for a bit of extra protection as well as making her fists into even more formidable weapons in the case of the gauntlets. The whole outfit was jade green with some blue and silver accents. As a voice comes from the crashed spacecraft, she suddenly stops and watches as the strange machine went through it's series of tests. Though soon her attention was drawn by a strange looking bipedal armored insect, which reminded her somewhat of the Klaxxi, and before she could even look at the Guyver for long, another ship approached and lauched a smaller gunship from it's deck. She watched as the more nimble and armed ship moved in, not sure what to make of it as it too was beyond the technology she was used to seeing.

Of course David is narrowing his eyes as he uses the senses of the Guvyer to look over the pilot. He's willing to stay back for now. But it allows him to see the various energy fields bio-electrical, heart rate, thermal, and such. He wants to make sure the Pilot is alright. It's not superman's X-ray but it works. For now he is simply hanging on to that case he has with him.

The silver Orb on his head turns or slides in the direction of the craft allowing him to detect it's approach easily. There is no need to turn his head, as the other seems to move and slide at Hou-Fan. Flexing his hand he is ready to start slicing that cockpit open if he deems the occupant is more than just knocked out.

of course he detects the energy field around the Panda and his senses are attempting to understand the strange energies from her.

The pilot is indeed mostly just knocked unconscious. There's still breathing, still a heart beat. The helmet is keeping him from really being identifiable, but he's clearly not the source of the voice, unmoving as he is. "Danger of explosion is minimal." As the twin-ducted fan rotor craft comes closer, it becomes clear that some of the people aboard are already pointing the door mounted guns down at the crash site, but not directly at anyone yet. "It appears the others approaching are attempting to claim this 'wreckage.'" There was a bit of emotion in that one, less monotone, perhaps a bit of sarcasm. "I don't think they like you being this close." The twisted engine moves itself into line with the less damaged one, dropping the main fuselage with a slight bump. The approaching land battleship's door is now open, revealing a group of what look like mecha in various states of repair inside. They aren't moving, however. It's instead the series of offroad vehicles that are moving off down the door, now lowered as a ramp. The occupants all definitely look armed, but no weapons are being pointed from them yet.

David Looks over at the Mecha units setting that case of his down behind a rock and narrows his eyes at them. He could summon Gigantic but wants to keep that as an ace in the hole for Chronos and against Archanfel. So he will actually Lift up and using his Vibration orbs to speak more clearly and in a direction they can hear. His voice comes out clear and very intelligent. "The Pilot is still Alive and thus if you intend to try and claim salvage, you are going to have to go through me. The Guyver." he says flexing his hands. "And Trust me, I've taken out bigger than you."

David of course will Move over and put himself between the crashed ship and the Scavengers. David's also flexes his hands making sure that they see him, clear as day. Give that he has used the Mega smasher in the Waste land most who frequent might know he's NOT making an idle threat or boast.

"Well, it 'probably' won't blow up in my face, that's great news!" Hou-Fan comments dryly to the ships announcement, but then she turns back around as it continues, warning that the others approaching in the ship intended to try and claim the crashed ship, and probably weren't so thrilled with herself and the armored insect being so close to their prize. She glances toward David as the Guyver finally speaks.

She would have to agree with his sentiment that if these scavengers were more interested in looting the ship for profit than making sure the pilot remained alive, she was ready and willing to fight them. Pulling her bamboo staff into her two large hands, it's enchant crackling along it's length like it contains the power of lightning, she drops into a combat ready stance. "I don't have a clue what is going on, but I agree with what the giant bug said. You will have to get through me also." The Pandaren would speak firmly, moving to stand with David between the crashed ship and the scavengers.

The aircraft doesn't seem intimidated. Instead, it's turning itself to face more towards the Guyver, the camera/targeting system looking directly at him. It's not directly facing him, no, that would keep both door gunners from being able to take aim, and the one with the Guyver in his field of fire is now aiming directly at him. On the ground, however... things seem to be different. The vehicle at the front of the pack screeches to a halt, pauses a moment as the guy in the passenger's seat starts motioning wildly in a panic towards the other vehicles. That lead buggy then, probably too quickly to really be safe, makes a rapid three point turn to face the other way and starts booking it back to the land battleship.

"From what I heard over the radio, one of them seems to have heard of you. The aircraft is attempting to 'call your bluff' as it was," says the grounded fighter. "I have transmitted your pronouncement as well, furred one, but they seem far more concerned with the Guyver." Even the landship itself seems to be slowing to a stop. It has a lot of momentum, after all, so it's going to take some time for it to react.

David could so end this with the Megasmasher and he will use the Guyver senses to home in on where the gunners are and the weapons. and he says, "Let me show you the kin of power I HAVE!" And with it David will form a Black hole in one of his hands and then launch the Sphere at the Ground and into various rocks. Rapid fire. Some explode, others will simply produce a perfect hole in objects as they phase matter out. He doesn't want to use the Megasmasher... as if that is used he needs at least 10 minutes to recharge to use it again, assuming he only uses one lens. But those are micro black holes he is firing set to vaporize or explode.

Hou-Fan watches as the ground forces flee, raising an eyebrow and wondering just how fearsome her ally by association here was. This was of course good news, but it also left her a ground based fighter in an air fight. She didn't have wings or magic or even a simple gun or bow with enchanted arrows to reach anything that was flying up in the air. She did have the ability to channel her chi energy into a sort of lightning attack, but even that lacked the range needed to reach the ship. She was left with only one option. Putting her staff away, closing her eyes and sitting on the ground with her legs crossed, she looked like she was ready to meditate. After a moment her hands began to glow green from the charge of chi energy building up within her, and a white cloud appeared under her, which began to lift her up into the sky. She began to float toward the gunship as she quickly gained altitude. She just hoped that her ally could keep the gunship busy and keep them from blasting her out of the sky.

The air turbulence from those black holes definitely is giving the gunship a lot of difficulty staying in place, but the pilot is good enough to keep it from crashing entirely. The gunners certainly can't keep a bead on the Guyver through all this, however, and they don't seem terribly concerned with the approaching Pandaran at all. The ground crew, if anything, is speeding up even more.

Meanwhile, in the fighter below, there's finally some stirring in the cockpit, the pilot's head moving slightly from side to side.

As David doesn't need to move his head as the other ship seems to be alright. He stops the attack with the gravity spheres. And then he will narrow his eyes, though it can't be seen, still as the Pandaran approaches he clenches his fist as those twin blades project as they vibrate and then David moves like a Shot about thirty feet to the side of where he was, like a rapid burst of speed "The next shots won't miss." he says lifting his hand up and pointing it at the Gunship. David is ready to unleash. "They only reason I haven't fried your ass with my charged parical cannon is I am hoping you have a braincell or two..."

Things were looking great, as the gunship did seem to have much more to worry about with the Guyver and being knocked around with his attacks to worry about the little Pandaren floating toward it, let alone aim at her. Soon she was above the gunship, and considering whether to go ahead and attack or wait a moment and give the scavengers a chance to change their minds. It seems that the Guyver was giving them that option, so Hou-Fan did the same, making sure to move to a spot where none of the guns were trained directly at her just in case they did decide to start shooting at her, but for now, just continued to float up there on her chi cloud. Her threats also didn't seem to get any response from them before either, so she also kept quiet.

The passenger from that one offroad vehicle, now nearly back inside the now stopped landship, is continuing to gesture wildly while looking back at the gunship. As the aircraft stabilizes, it finally does turn to head back towards its mothership. The turret on said mothership seems also to be turning itself to point away from the scene. Nope, they do not want to anger the Guyver. Finally, a loudspeaker comes up from the gunship. "It's too small to be worth the trouble of fighting off two flying people." There's a lot of bluster in that voice, but to those that can read voices well, it's all just the speaker trying to save face.

Finally David smiles as he says very softly, "Damn I was almost hoping for a fight." and then turning his head to look at the badlands as he will of course want to show them what he can do in case they get a hair up in their ass about challenging him in the future. Allowing himself to start building up his energy as he hovers there in the badlands' air the energy field can be detected and finally he will pull open one of his chest plates, and then comes a bright flash of light as a stream of pure white light erupts in the form of a particle weapon as it tears into the ground leaving a nice deep hole

A demonstration of what he could have done. Given that he just fired that in mid air without being moved it should encourage them in the future. As he sets down he ejects a stream of steam from his mask. Then he closes his chest plate and heads over to where the Pilot is...

Well, it would seem she wouldn't have to fight anyone today, which was a bit bittersweet as she, like David, was almost looking forward to dropping out of the sky and bashing those operating the gunship with her trusty staff. Though, when the Guyver makes his display of power, her jaw does drop a bit. It certainly seemed like he didn't need her help at all here when it came to the potential battle they just avoided. Oh well, she would have been happy to be along for the ride either way.

For now she floated back down to the ground and landed gently on her feet before rushing over to join the Guyver in checking out the ship. She wondered if the pilot was still alive, or even conscious by this point, but if they were injured, she was prepared to do her best to mend their wounds. "So, how's it looking over here?" She asked as she looked up at the Guyver.

The pilot winces slightly at the bright light above, blinking blearily upwards. He looks around, his head shifting left and right, then finally reaches up to pull the helmet off so as to rub his head. Apparently he's having a conversation within the cockpit, from the way his lips are moving. Soon the cockpit pops open, a rush of cooler air wafting out from it, the hotter air of the badlands moving in to meet his skin. "Urg. The hell am I?" he says blearily.

As for the Vultures, with the ground vehicles recovered, the landship is pulling away. The aircraft, of course, will have no trouble catching up.

of course David once he is pout of sight of those guys and is sure they are out of range he slumps some against the side of the fighter craft. More steam issures from his mask as he says, "Oh boy. At least they Know what I can do now." and leaning up he stands tall shaking his head, "Safe and protected." As he will come over to pick up his salvage box, hoping that he won't loose it to repair this ship but oh well it can be a favor owed later.

"David Jackson...Guyver." he says. And looking to the Panda woman, "Do you know a Tin-Ge Mei vixen, a sword dancer?" he asks of her wondering if she might be a friend.

Hou-Fan nods to David as he explains why he made that display and then introduces himself. "Yeah, I suppose they should know better than to mess with you after that. I'm Hou-Fan Windsong, from, well, not from anywhere near here it would seem. I don't know anyone named Tin-Ge Mei. She's a sword dancing fox woman though? I think I'd like to meet her in that case, sounds like an interesting girl." She admits, then as she looks up at the pilot, she shrugs at his question. "Your guess is as good as mine. Last thing I knew I was picking herbs in Val'Sharah, but this place seems unlike anywhere I've ever been."

The pilot looks to David with a slight disbelieving look. "...If... you say so. This place looks wrecked, though..." he says as he looks around. He stops on Hou-Fan, who looks definitely unlike any species he's familiar with. "Tris deCron," he says, finally identifying himself.

As he looks around the area he says, "Actually you are in the badlands." And then looking to himself, David will smile though it can't be seen and once he makes absolutely sure the area is safe, he will dismiss the armor. As it opens up pulling off from behind him as the suit hovers in the air for a moment before it vanishes almost instantly. "Suit of armor."

Hou-Fan sees the way that Tris looks at her and decides to add what she is to the introduction, guess she really is far from home. "I'm a Pandaren, from Azeroth, can go into further detail but I'm guessing it's kinda pointless since I'm willing to bet neither of you have been there." She offers, then turning to David as he removes his armor, she blinks ad raises an eyebrow. "That's some really fancy armor I must say."

Tris nods a bit absently, then suddenly snaps his attention back to David. "Did you say 'Badlands'?! Am I back in Metropolis Universalis?!"

Before anyone can even respond, however, the ship clarifies. "Negative. The lattitude is off by approximately ten degrees."

Tris actually looks a bit disappointed in this, but the retreat of David's armor again gets his attention again. "Uhhh... nice trick." He looks back to Hou-Fan and shakes his head. "No... can't say I've heard of it."

David nods and smiles to Han-fan and says, "Thank you. I normally don't take it off out in the badlands." and with an explanation a few moments, "The best way I can say this is you have ended up in a sort of Transdimensional Nexus of sort. Sorta like a Sink hole in the multiverse." And stepping back some making sure he is not endangering anyone he calls out. "GUYVER!" and instantly he is surrounded by an energy shield all around him as the armor leaps onto him once more transforming him into the Armored Guyver.

"Forgive me the Badlands are pretty Dangerous I would rather not take chances."

"No Never heard of Metropolis Universalis but Neo Tokyo is in that direction." he offers. "If your ship can still Fly I can guide you there." Then to Han-Fan, "And Yes I think Mei might like to meet you as well."

Hou-Fan lets out a bit of a sigh at the explanation of where they are and the confirmation that her world is not known in these parts. "Well, I guess that is what I get for asking a mage I don't know, to create a portal for me. Guess he screwed something up and now here I am. Guess I may as well make the best of it. What is this 'Neo Tokyo' place like?" She asks with a bright tone, her curiosity about a new land easily outweighing her despair about being stuck somewhere far from home.

Tris watches in minor awe at the transformation back, then looks skeptically down at his fighter's console, then back to David. "...You're sure? It sure sounds a lot like Metropolis..." He doesn't really sound like he doubts them, however.

"I am capable of flight, though I would advise against more than one hundred kilometers an hour until repairs are done. The left nacelle has been significantly weakened structurally from the rollover. We are also missing a winglet."

Tris winces at that prognosis. "Well, there you have it. AG still working then, I presume." He then looks to Hou-Fan with a lightly quirked eyebrow, but shrugs off whatever question or statement he was going to make. "You know, if this place is that dangerous, I'd rather see for myself than just discuss it."

David nods as he says, "Not a hundred Kilometers maybe a half mile or so. If you can give Hou-Fan a lift I can help possibly stabilize your ship in flight."

"It's a melting pot of sorts, where you have races from all sorts like from fiction and stories all merging into one place. The Badlands are maybe the worst of it unstable energies make it dangerous."

"Spaceport might be able to get you supplies to help repair her." he says referring to the ship.

The talk of speed and distance was totally alien to her as they were units of measurement that were not used where she came from. But by context she felt she understood it wasn't far to the city. The mention of riding with Tris gets an 'are you nuts' expression as she looks at David. "No way I'm fitting in that thing along with Tris, and I don't feel comfortable with the idea of trying to hang onto the wings or something like that... I think I'd rather walk. Thankfully, I shouldn't have to."

She says as she puts her fingers to her lips and whistles loudly. After a moment a large serpentine dragonlike creature comes flying into view and stops to hover next to Hou-Fan. It is as beautiful as it is mythical in appearance, with it's shimmering scales going from golden yellow near the head, gradually changing to a sunset orange toward the tail. Hou-Fan hops on her mount and smiles. "Lead the way!"

The ship responds first. "I am perfectly capable of slow, level flight on my own. No assistance is needed."

Tris shrugs and nods. "What Kei said, I guess. And really, it does still sound a lot like Metropolis to me..." He shrugs again, then puts the helmet back on. "All right, test those AG generators, Kei, and let's see about getting up off the ground again..." He trails off as he looks over at the flying snake-dragon-thing. He then shakes his head again. Universal sinkhole and all. Right. Just like Metropolis. "Well, um... Right, let's go!" he says after the ship rises off the ground with a hum.

David watches as the dragon creature comes out and blinking his expression can't be seen thanks to the Guyver but he smiles. "it's beautiful." he says and lifting his body up and floating in the air he starts to move off a way from the fighter craft as he needs to move keeping them able to follow and if the ship has trouble he will need to lend up as they head to the space port.

David seems to concentrate for a moment. Suddenly a swirling silver portal opens up before David, allowing a glimpse through it to a dark void, speckled with silver energies. As you look, David steps through, the portal fading about David.

Terminal 1 : Landing pads and runway This is the area to land and store smaller spacecraft that can be landed on ground. There are several pads here for VTOL craft and a runway that can handle ships that need it for takeoff and landing.

With the Damaged ship approaching of course Tris and Kei will be alerted to a near by clear landing pad. As responders are asking if he needs emergency response for his ship.

"It's called a cloud serpent." She would have answered David before they headed off for the city. "They are greatly revered creatures native to my people's homeland, and usually one must earn the right to ride them. This one was hatched and raised by me, her name is Autumn." With that brief explanation and introduction, she was off, following David along with Tres, and before long they arrived in the hangar. Since this place seemed to be designed for ships, she looked around for a good spot to stable her cloud serpent.

The HMF-378 manages to limp in at its low speed... okay, so it's still able to move faster than most civilian helicopters without any trouble at all. The fighter's landing gear descends just fine, and it makes it to the landing pad without incident. "Thanks... but no, nothing is in danger of detonation or anything. And I feel fine, really, it was just the inertial dampener resetting for a split second after that first hit that caused me to black out for a bit," he says to the responder after landing. "And I suppose I'll need to figure out a payment method for the tarmac space even while I find the repair funds..." At least the Pendragon doesn't take up much space compared to the other ships about.

of course As David Sets down now that he is in the City he once more dismisses the Armor. There are plenty of spaces here for the Dragon to roost at least for the moment as he says to Hou-Fan, "Mei my girlfriend said that Dragons are sacred to her lands. And I think that you and she will get along wonderfully." he says in happy. Of course as there are always people in need of things here there is something that can be done surely.

And looking around he smiles, "Welcome to Neo-Tokyo Han-Fan, Tris DeCron." he smiles having gotten some pamphlets already of places where people can go to get some help upon first arrival.

Hou-Fan eventually found a good spot and dismounted, giving Autumn a loving pat on the side of the serpent's neck and feeding it a large fish from her pack. "I'll be back girl, just wait here for now." She serpent seemed to understand her words and nodded. Hou-Fan smiled and jogged off over to where David and Tris were, accepting a pamphlet. "What's this for?" She wondered in a curious tone. "But yes, thank you, I look forward to seeing more of this place. From what I saw from the air, I can see it's nothing like anywhere I've been before."

Tris peers at the pamphlets and says, "The Usual Restaurant?! Okay, there seriously are way too many similarities to Metropolis..." Of course by air he noticed basically no similarities, but he can't help but be creeped out by the similarities. "Kei, see if you can get a better read of what's going on here."

"Understood," comes the fighter's voice from his watch. "It may take some time. I can only find one open hot-spot I can access from here so far, and it isn't of the highest quality. I continue attempting to find more."

David says, "A lot of people come to this dimensional place on a semi regular bases so the pamphlet helps new comers understand where they are, and how to get some help getting on their feet here." He explains. "there are some forests to the... west of here. Might suit your companion more comfortably in those areas." he offers to Hou for advice. "Ah yes the Usual... apparently the place has a mirror somewhere yes?" he says to Tris. And as he relaxes he is looking around."

With a nod, Hou-Fan smiles at David. "A forest? Yeah, she'll like that better than the city certainly. I'll have to check it out later." She says as she opens the pamphlet and begins skimming through it. When she hears Tris mention a restaurant, and then David comments about it having a mirror, she tilts her head, looking a bit confused.

"A mirror? Like, to look at your reflection? Why is that so important?" She wonders, having a gut feeling that she may be totally misunderstanding and this is some other thing that happens to be called a mirror. "All I care about is if they have good food, and even more importantly, better beer." She says the last part with a playful grin.

Tris looks back to Hou-Fan, shaking his head. "No, he means like... the same as in another universe. Like... picture a popular restaurant from your world. Imagine running into another one of it here. That kind of thing." Hopefully that gets the idea across... While this isn't the first time Tris left his home universe, he's not sure his explanation is good enough for someone that hasn't had the same happen before.

David was confused at what Mou was talking about and then thinks, "Oh yes Sorry about that. The Usual Restaurant is sort of the central gathering place for almost everyone. I think like 95% of everyone who is in the City heads there at times." he explains.

Hou-Fan blinks a bit as the explanation Tris gives causes a bit of a light-bulb moment for her, and she realizes she may, in fact likely is, in a totally different universe from where she is from. That was a pretty heavy realization, but she did sort-of understand the idea of what Tris was saying about the restaurant being the same as one in a different universe, in the same way there might be the same kind of place in different cities.

"Well, I guess it's worth checking out then, if only for the chance to meet some of the other people who live around here. If they don't have good beer, I have enough supplies from Azeroth to make up a few batches here if I can gather a few remaining ingredients. That or maybe even some spiked tea." She offers with a smile.

As he looks to Hou and offers a polite smile. "The beer is pretty good, you should enjoy the usual. Just about anything you can imaging to order can be ordered there. Hou-Fan." he offers. "If you want we can head there, maybe Mei will be there."

"Sure, I am starting to feel rather hungry. Was planning to go somewhere for dinner after I went though that errant portal and ended up here. The scene out there in the badlands was a nice distraction, but my stomach is starting to complain." Hou-Fan says as her stomach growls almost on queue. "I hope Mei is there, I really would like to meet her. Feel free to lead the way."