A Piece of History (Open)

[Morganite "S.G.W."]

Due to still being a bit skittish from the last group, Morganite jumped back and almost fell when the lazors firing started. Morgan took several steps back from the other gem herself before stopping and adjusting her position as to show authority and determination. Just because the gem right in front of her was a Tanzanite did not make the Morganite gem feel relaxed. Despite the anxiety she was still experiencing, Morgan kept a professional air, the diplomacy teachings she absorbed as a young gem finally having a purpose for humans instead of gems.

"Even if you did mean me harm, sir, I'm sure i could take you. At the very least for a short amount of time." She said with a fake confidence. Although the former commander probably could take Tanzanite in a fight, Morganite disliked violence heavily.

"My name is Morgan." She said firmly. "I am a part of the dominant indigenous species that inhabit earth called a human." Though Morganite was lying, she almost felt that it was so, as the pink gem had spent many millennia disguised as a human. She jumped a smidgen when there was an explosion on the other side of the ship, and back up from the wreckage when it started humming. "I do not know why you are attacking my land and the gems it harbours, but it will not go unpunished. I ask of you to call off the gem firing. If that is not in your power then please just try and stop him. We did nothing and this..." She glanced at the ship wearily "Mission you are on, we have no interest in it, quite to the contradiction of what that gem seems to believe." Morgan said about Fuscite.

[hansgruber]

Melanite was barely able to dodge the laser fire by jumping into her shadow clone which was close enough from the fighting to be sae, for the small while. As she cam out, she sent her shadow to deal with one holo-fuscite, swinging her scythe at the neck of the gun wielding gem fakes. While her clone went to distract that one, Melanite bum rushed around the holo-fuscites, trying to keep low behind the other gems, and went from behind, attacking the rear of the gem fake that hr shadow was assaulting from the front. She was sure, that either her or her shadow would be attacked, and if it was her, the shadow would get a killing blow before she retreated into her gem, making it fair enough from her.

She noticed Morgan move away, but hadn't seen where she had gone, so that was a mystery to Melanite, and more reason for her to assault the Fuscites to begin with, as not only are they a home world gem bu they might have captured Morgan behind their backs. That was the last thing they would need right now, and Melanite would sacrifice her life to save the humans, so her endeavors were not in vain. She would die for those around her, if she wasn't picked up by one of the other gem to recover. She wasn't much for change, and she still had her fight in her from her terrorist days. As she did the attack, she shouted loudly to her opponents. "Reign to the king, long live humans, and death to home world's simple thoughts!". She was not to back out now, to late.

[The God-Emperor of Gemkind]

The Holo-Fuscites moved quickly, but two weren't fast enough. They fazed out, and the rifles clattered to the floor. The rest focused their fire on Melanite and the shadow clone, covering them in a hail of lasers. Inside the ship, the real Fuscite released his grip, and fell from the ceiling of the cockpit. His pilot's helmet still on him, the visor still cracked. The protective suit was missing a majority of the chestplate, and the rest of the suit was badly damaged. He landed back into the piloting chair, and just sat there, limp. After several moments, Fuscite turned off the ship's sonic emitters, killing the noise. Weakly pushing several buttons on the console which probably didn't work anymore, Fuscite looked out the cockpit window.

[Tanzanite]

Tanzanite looked at Morganite for several moments, and then looked at the ship. He gave her a firm glance which could be felt through the visor of his helmet. "Then stay here." Tanzanite stepped inside the ship, and headed towards the comms relay. After checking and seeing it was okay, Tanzanite entered the cockpit to find Fuscite sprawled in the piloting chair, battered from the crash. "Fuscite unit located." Tanzanite stated. "Unit is still functioning and is enacting protocol Beta Epsilon." The purple gem looked at Fuscite's visor for several seconds before picking up the Gem and laying him out on the floor. "Fuscite Unit #132956324, this is Tanzanite Unit #132956324. Protocol Beta Epsilon no longer ended. Cease and desist." As Tanzanite spoke, the Holo-Fuscites suddenly stopped firing and dissipated.

[Andradite]

The battle was in full swing. The Gem with the flail like weapon had apparently detonated the main body of the weapon sending shards out in all directions. A beautiful distraction technique Adradite mused. The Gem that reminded him of death with her scythe took the opportunity and lead the main assault on the Holos. She was holding her own. Those shadow clones of her certainly come in handy. With the two Gems and their surprisingly competent assault there was little Adradite could contribute. Their strength had already claimed a few of the enemy. He turned his attention to the ship, `Let's see what's going on in here... `

Dismissing his weapon he entered the hole in the hull. He momentarily admired his own work with a bit of disdain. He hoped that it could be repaired eventually... First thing that caught his eye was Fuscite on the ground, emotion draining from Adradite`s face. `What have Iｰ` his thoughts were interrupted when he noticed the second person... Fuscite? He was momentarily confused by the appearance of his friends doppelganger, it was too... full... to be a hologram. Caught up in the shock he stared for a few moments more. He regained his composure and pointed an accusatory finger at the new Gem. "Who the HELL are you?" he demanded in anger.

[Variscite]

Variscite whips his chain after a few moments, the shards whiping back twords his chain forming up reatched to the links. After a glance around the battle, he take a breath before seeing more blaster fire from, only two Hol-Gems now.

"Did they forget about me?" The tan gem spoke softly to himself before watching Andradite moving ito the ship, Since he did help with the Holo-Gems Variscite was content to let him be... he had to deal with the Holo-Gems first. Taking off twords the ship, Variscite jumpped up and bounced off the side of the ship launching himself into the air. While airborn he saw the Holo-Gems shooting at the black Gem, "I hope I dont miss!" He grunted as the Tan Gem used the force of him falling back down to whip his ball down twords the Holo-Gems.

If they dont dodge it, it would pound into the ground cloest by the two Holo-Gems, shattering again on impact shooting shards in all ways but again stopping at around Ten feet while Variscite Lands near the ship. After landing he glancing up to see... "Gone? All done?" The Tan Gem spoke looking around before looking at the ship not wanting to go in, he waits and looks around to see who else in near by him.

[Morganite "S.G.W."]

Through the visor, Morgan did indeed feel the depth of the sharp look Tanzanite gave her. She balled her fists to keep them from quivering. Everything that had happened today had all been too much for Morganite. As the other gem left her sight, Morganite let go and relief flooded through her so strongly that this time, the relief sent out little waves of influence instead of the previous anxiety. As the final senses of impending doom and such ebbed away, tears "born" of stress appeared from both of Morganite's eyes. She almost never acted in such a way, and was usually quite stoic, but her encounter with this group of gems had both stressed her out and genuinely scared her.

The human looking gem knew that if she could just keep up her guise a little longer she would be in the clear and would then be able to abscond from this scene. As the sounds of battle faded, so did Morganite's unstable state, and slowly after the waves of relief, her own emotions were becoming nullified again, and for one of the first times ever for her, Morgan was quick to welcome other emotions when her empathy slowly but surely picked up on them. With a deep sigh, a pale pinkish hand reached up to dry her tears away and that hand was then placed ontop of her gem. Though it felt like the danger was over, Morganite had learned long ago to never rule any possibilities out. Shifting the weight on her feet, the pink gem waited for Tanzanite to return in a comfortable silence.

[hansgruber]

Melanite watched as he blade nearly pierced holo-fuscite, right before they dissipated into nothing, leaving her with a questioned face, before a stry laser from the fire hit her shadow clone, causing her a great deal of pain, falling to a kneel, holding her scythe up wih her right hand, her left hand gripped down on imaginary rope, trying to loosen the pain, and finally become annoyed. She forced herself to the hole into the ship, changing her scythe to the much smaller short sword, and burst in, noticing fuscite laying on the floor, andrdite there, and some purple Fuscite that looked weird. "What in the name of yellow diamond is going on in here?" She shouted, obviously angered by her attempt at combat, and taking the laser's pain, as she currently was feeling a pain similar to that of having a buzz saw chopping off a limb, or she thought, as she might have been stretching it.

[The God-Emperor of Gemkind]

Fuscite slowly sat up, and removed the last of the chestplate, tossing it aside. He then weakly stood up and looked at Andradite. "Why? Why would you do that? At least the comms still works..." He slowly shuffled towards the comms room, using the wall as support. "Tanzanite, enact Olive Branch protocol 19." The pilot entered the room and looked back towards the others. "Leave me in peace." Fuscite then pressed the button to close the door, only to realize it didn't work. Looking back at the comms relay, he picked up the odd stick-thing used to repair the wiring of the comms relay and started working on the door. After several minutes of work, the door unexpectedly slammed shut. Inside the room, Fuscite jumped back a few inches.

[Tanzanite]

Tanzanite stood up. "I am Tanzanite of Homeworld." He extended his hand towards Andradite. "I mean you no harm..." Tanzanite's visor lit up. "...Andradite." The purple gem moved to the control console and started typing as an interface appeared on one of the crajed, albeit working screens. "This ship's computer system is extremely damaged. Shielding, thrusters...." Tanzanite said to himself as he scrolled through a list. "All down. What could have caused this?" Tanzanite continued typing for several minutes and suddenly perked up and looked as the door to the comms room slammed shut. Looking back at the console, Tanzanite sighed. "This system is almost inoperable." The purple gem turned to face Andradite. "I see you are a Gem. Are you associated with Fuscite in any way?"

[Andradite]

Adradite`s anger shifted from the doppelganger finding itself aimed at Melanite. "You stay out of this!" he shouted clenching his fist at the agitator. The sound of metal on metal interrupted his anger and noticed that it was the sound of an armoured chest piece hitting the floor. Fuscite had managed to get to his feet. He then spoke to Adradite asking him to explain his actions which seemed to be more of a question for Adradite`s consciousness as he did not wait for an answer. During this time the doppelganger had stood up and introduced itself.

Adradite cautiously shook the purple Gems hand though his attention was on Fuscite as he shuffled away, Adradite`s face stinging with guilt. Adradite dwelled on his parting words, he really couldn't justify his reaction. In hindsight such a reaction was unprovoked and was more of a response to his own thoughts and emotions. What happened with his sisters, stress of space travel and the building sense and desire to do  more had all converged into a massive rage all because of that transmission sparking something inside him. Perhaps that's what it was designed to do...


Tanzanite`s question called back his attention into the present. "Huh?" his eyes caught the console he was working on. The Gem had been running a diagnostic of sorts on the ship. A renewed sense of shame built up inside his chest. "Yeah I've been traveling with Fuscite... Sort of a additional defense measure. " Adradite was feeling drained and it showed in his voice and face. So much had happened today mentally more so than physically than he'd been accustomed to. "How are you related to him?" Adradite questioned, "Are you two related?"

[Variscite]

Variscite sat not too far from the Ship... the Human had vanished and the Gems seem to have all walked inside the ship for one reason or another. The Tan Gem sighed plopping back onto the ground in the sand.... for some reason a powerful sadness was taking hold of him emotionaly.

He felt like he tried to save the human... but in doing so he fought aginst his own kind! Was he wrong, or was he in the right? Should he have just ignored the ship and walked away? "Ugh! This is too much..." He grunted looking out over the water.... he wanted to know what side he was on. He looked back twords the ship again thinking, "They all seem to have a side... well the Hammer guy seemed confused but..." he trailed off with his hand still gripping the ring that was attached to his weapon.

After a few more moments of thinking he rose to his feet, his ball and chain fading away, "I need to think... have fun doing well... whatever..." He called out to the ship as he walked closer to the shore, the water lapping up onto the beach before slowly moving back out until it came back again.

[hansgruber]

Melanite walked out of the ship, holding a hand on her side to symbolize she was exhausted and hurt, which gave her the right mind to go over to the inner most part of the beach which was nearby, and lay down, writhing in her pain, which in all honesty was not as bad as she made it look, but she surely felt it, and nothing was helping stop it. She watched the chaos that took place, the left overs from the mild fight, the ruined ship that was home to the green and purple twins, and from what she had gathered, the Andradite as well. She had a moment of Déjà vu when she saw the Andradite, as he reminded her of someone, possibly an Andradite, that was with her in her making. It was a weird feeling, that made him seem like a relative, almost like a brother, or a father, but she was alone. Everyone she was made with was either a Homeworld gem, or shattered, as she had already buried the broken gemstones that were previously her friends at a marked grave here on earth. She was a terrorist, and they lost friends quite a lot, even though the thought was demented, it was a sad truth. She looked at the field of sand which held the space ship, and began to wonder if she was correct about the ship being owned by Homeworld, as it could be from another colony. From what she heard, she was going to be executed on jupiter, so Homeworld stretched it's grasp farther then just this small rock.

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"Urgh, go and check on the kindergartens they said." she paused, continuing to drag her forward with her arms, as she was missing her whole leg region. "..It will be FINE they said." she continued to drag herself, heading for a ship she had seen crash not too long ago. All she could hope was to find some surviving parts to use, for either new legs or some new jets. She would mumble to herself, usually around the lines of "Dumb rebels" and "I hate my job" as she crawled forward towards the ship.


Spotting some other gems close to it, she realized it was best for her to be as sneaky as possible. She had just encountered rebels on this planet, so there might be more out here. It IS a homeworld ship however and the ship had sent a familiar noise that she thought she had heard before, so the hopes were that there were homeworld GEMS on that ship. Ofcourse, it could've always been stolen by some rebels.

Albeit it was a small ship, her hopes were high, approaching the ship as sneaky as possible in hope of nobody seeing her. When coming close enough, she rests her remaining body on the ship, opening up her interface. Scanning the whole ship, she sees both the damaged and surviving parts. The damage was bad.. really bad. Worse than an usual crash infact. Atleast it got away better than her ship, that got ultimately crushed by a boulder.


Seeing that the metal was ultimately very weak from all the straining and bulking, she decides that she might be able to cut it, dismissing her interface. "The storage room should be about... Here." she says to herself, taking off a part from her neck, that appears to be some kind of reactor of sorts.


It starts to emit a flame, much like a burner, cutting through the now weak metal. Making a decently large circle for her to creep in, she safely removes the metal piece that got cut off, entering the storage room as quietly she can. Just for extra safety measures, she puts the metal part back in the hole, welding it back so that it won't be too obvious that she had been here.

Putting the reactor back on her neck once she had fully entered, she sneaked along the floor, looking at the various items. There were alot of suits, this ship much have a large crew for being such a small ship. Spotting some ship reserve parts, she quickly makes her way there, scanning the multiple objects. One of the items she found, was indeed a jet, which she could install to make up for her legs. It was pretty slowly however, as she didn't want to get caught. Once the jet was fully installed, she was able to levitate, albeit it made quite the noise when she first started it, making it possible for the whole ship to hear. That didn't matter now though, she had gotten her upgrade, and was ready to go back to her mission once prepared.


*Just to point out, the jets that are making her levitate are not sticking out of her body, rather the only thing that can be seen are some blue circles under her chest, which are making her levitate. There is no fire coming out of the jets either, and is pretty quiet, but starting it up makes a pretty loud engine noise. Anything under her like gravel and leaves will blow away from her because of the jets.

[The God-Emperor of Gemkind]

Fuscite looked at the door for several moments, and then at the control panel that controlled it. The door closed, alright. Fuscite faced the comms relay and opened a panel on the midscetion of the machine. Out slid a console, which Fuscite started fiddling with. After he was done with the console, he slid it back into the machine and moved back to the door, and began rewiring the door's controls. The Pilot froze when he heard a large sound emanating from the storage area, and he looked in it's direction. "What could that have been?" Fuscite stated out loud, although only he could hear what he said, being trapped in the room and all. He summoned several Holo-Fuscites, who all went and began repairing the comms relay while Fuscite himself worked on the door.