Trent inspected his hand as the medbay finished scanning over it. He carefully flexed each finger, further checking that it was properly working. Everything seemed to be in order overall. Mark looked around the medbay, taking his best guesses on what the various machines would do. All attention snapped to the feline however, as he ears popped up and she talked about hearing something. Trent went into alert himself, checking the hatch they had just came from. It looked clear, but he didn't check because trusted her hearing, just that he was very cautious. Once the door slid open and the bots exposed, Trent dropped down and drew out a set of blades.

"Ah crap. Those ones have the red aura too, Trent." Mark said just as the medbay scanned and healed the bugs of their red aura. "Oh. Well that's interesting. It seems the medbay will heal the red aura of anything, even viral data. Hm."

Trent let a smile cross his face with glee as the green shone from around the viruses.

'Fire at will!'

You didn't have to tell Trent twice. The first thing, however, that Trent wished to do was bring back Sasha. The sheer volume of bugfrags that the dog could gain was too tempting for Trent to just pass up. "Bring Sasha back in."

Mark pressed a few buttons on the holo screen, switching between the few options for Sasha. When the GMO option came up, Mark selected the option, 'Temporary.' "There he should be good to go. Sending in now." Mark pressed the go button and beside Trent the bright white beacon that was the Sasha summon slammed into the ground beside the warrior. Left behind from the light was a tiny puppy of a dog, much to small for the huge light it was summoned from. Trent rolled his eyes that the gmo was still active.

"Lets get to work on these things. Sending in the metagel, if these guys do get their auras back, we want them at least somewhat slowed for your escape. Other than that, I will send in a selection for you." Mark slotted in several sword chips for Trent, including the machine sword.

Trent looked to Sasha, and the dog looked back, as they prepared to start the assault. Trent issued a whistle to Sasha, sending the dog bolting forwards, as fast as his little puppy legs could carry him. Trent brought up the metagel data, which caused three large blobs of gloop to summon above the heads of the bugs and drop down quickly. Hopefully the resulting splatter would slow them enough. Trent then pulled out a choice blade and followed his puppy into the fight. The moonblade started to form over and reshape the current knife he had. As Sasha neared the front lines first, Trent let out another whistle. Sasha jumped through the air and as he did so his GMO was stripped away, with the little puppy growing into a very large white dog mid jump. He landed with a much heavier thud, and spread his front legs out wide. With a lowered head and exposed teeth, the dog lowered his ears and raised his haunches. Barks and growls could be heard as the dog tried to back down to intimidate the viruses.

Trent flew right over the dog and used his moonblade to spin on the viruses. After doing so both backed out from the fight, and repositioned to the right of the group. Both noticed from the loud metal clangs the terrain style below them, and Trent pulled out his elecknife to use the room to full advantage. The other blade Trent had in his right hand started to spark to arch. He switched the blade to reverse grip and dove back into the fight from a new angle. He slid up beside the closest bug and brought a blade up and back down hammer style, trying to viciously pierce the side of the bug before pulling his back foot up to kick it away. He took advantage of the opening and rolled backwards himself, retreating back to the safety of numbers and stood near Sasha.

Summary
Trent
1) Summon Sasha

Sasha
1) Movement to position for Sig attack

Trent
2) Meta gel to Bug A, B, C, (90 + Slow x 3 Targets + Aqua)

Sasha
2) Dread Howl to Bug A, B, C (Stun + Nova 2)

Trent
*Free Action: Fast Warrior: Movement Action to position for moonblade
3) Moonblade to Bug A, B, C (90 + Slashing + Spin Attack)
4) Elecknife to Bug C (60 + Elec + Slashing)(x2 Terrain Damage)
*Free Action: Swordsplay: Dodge
5) Combat Tactic - Disengage to Bug C (70 Damage + Slashing + Knockback + Dodge)

Trent held his position as the noises started to fill the area, and the rope drop down. Once the masked figure had scurried past him quickly he narrowed his eyes at the figure. Mark had filled Trent in on the small comment about his speed, but Trent kept his opinions to himself. Once the rope was free he reached for it and pulled his body fully up on the platform. He stretched his arms out and rotated his wrists several times. Even someone as strong as him had some issues with that climb. The first boost helped the most for sure.

"I am going to send Sasha back in once it is confirmed the area is clear and that we don't have to do anymore crazy climbs like that," Mark said. "We don't want to keep un-summoning the poor guy."

Trent turned to look at the girl at the bottom before processing the scene behind him fully. At first glance it seems safe enough, so it watched as she climbed before turning to see what exactly was behind him.

{Bumpo}

Trent breathed a heavy sigh of relief as the strange virus creature was shot down from beside him. He had other things to worry about at this point in time though, such as the lighting arching around him constantly and the lack of nearby foot holds for him to grab onto. Trent was stranded, very high up, on a sheer wall, near open sparks of high voltage. Not the best condition at the present time.

"Maybe this wasn't the best idea," Mark said, repeating the words of the masked Navi. "Ok let me think let me think." Mark repeated while his navi dangled from the wall. Trent was searching left and right, trying to get a bit of swing to his body to see if the nearest grip was just close enough. It wasn't. He was going to need something else. His grip inside the large claw tightened as he secured his grip and brought his other hand up to assist with the weight. "Give me a knife." Trent said. "Elecknife."

Mark quickly caught on to the objective. It was a good first start to finish climbing the wall, make sure that the sparks near him had a better source to latch unto than himself. Much like a lightning rod. Mark quickly sent over the chip data, allowing Trent to pull his free hand down and grip the handle. Before he fully uploaded the data from the elecknife into the blade, he started to swing his body to get as much distance between him and his current position as possible. On the top of an arch on the final big swing he ripped the knife out and slammed it into the cliff wall. He let go of the hilt quickly and let his body slow back down from the swings as he thought about his next move.

"Here use this." Mark slotted in a chip that, at first, seemed like a dangerous choice. But upon closer inspection, should be save enough with the knife nearby. Trent sent the mistconvergence to his other hand, which was a bit of an issue since that was the hand he shouldn't be using, and got another swing going, this time in the direction of the nearest foothold. He swung upwards and struck the sheer wall hard, trying to leave an open sore on the facade. Once his body slowed back down he reached over to where the newly formed hole would be and threw out a hand to grasp the new grip. He carefully checked the ability of the hole before letting go with his rageclaw. If he was happy with it he would climb towards the nearest grip then upwards towards the rope, using the rageclaw itself to secure new holds in the rock wall.

Summary
1) Use elecknife as a lighting rob away from the nearest hold.
2) Mistconvergence the wall to make a new hole.
3) Climb to the nearest hold using mistconvergence hole and rageclaw.
4) Use Rageclaw to climb towards the rope.

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Trent listened carefully as the cat girl explained everything. To him the whole situation sounded very interesting. Throwing random parts of viruses together for the sake of science this was something that spiked his curiosity. Mark was not as amused, as he instinctively compared the actions to those of the real world, where such action would be deemed highly immoral. Mark could see the practical uses for such an endeavor, but the idea still made his skin crawl. He could just picture random animals all sewed together with various body parts for each limb, the idea was much more gruesome than the myths had written them out to be.

All focus shifted to Trent's hand as she addressed the issue. The aura around his hand was the same steady color as Trent examined it. Being deleted wasn't was made Trent stop wanting to use the hand, it was the thought of losing his hand that made him cringe. Mark couldn't stand to think of what would happen if his prize fighter, who had just impressed so well, was deleted from a non fight event. "Let's just be extra careful with that hand," Mark chimed.

Soon the pathway narrowed out and reopened into the large room. Trent took a careful look around trying to see if the room was clear and noticed the dangling rope long before it was mentioned. The wall before him, in itself, posed no thread or problem for the strong fighter, but the dangerous arcs of energy did. Trent looked down at his tiny puppy Sasha, who was trying to peer upwards at the size of the whole wall. Mark and Trent were both thinking the same thing. How was Sasha going to manage to get up there? Trent kept staring a moment longer before bending down to pet the puppy. Sasha jumped at first, slightly startled by how abruptly Trent had appeared beside him. Trent gave the dog a few scratches and pets before sending him out of the net.

"It will be easier without Sasha in the net right now," Mark said. "I will summon him back to you once the terrain is more in line with his physical abilities. Now, how are you going o get up that wall? Let me dig through the chips, see what I can manage. We have to have a barrier or a shield type chip somewhere in here." The sound of shifting chips would be heard over the private line to Trent as Mark searched. Trent knew nothing would come up. The guard could work if it wasn't so cumbersome; no way to climb a wall holding that. There would be no protection chips to aid him.

A confident gasp was made as Mark pulled up the guard, but placed it back realizing the same thing that Trent already knew. As Mark searched, Trent talked.

"Let's keep going. Up the wall. I will be fine. You two go up first." Trent kept his sentences short and simple. Finally Mark had an idea.

"Got it. I have got it. We have a rageclaw here, that will help out a good bit, and we also have something a little less...conventional that could work. The gigasarm1 chip. It's a bit odd but if you charged it and smashed into the ground, the force should send you skyward, giving you a helpful advantage. Then the rageclaw will provide a secure grip and faster scaling, should you be hit. Its a good thing this GMO is active, your metal knives from before would have caused and issue, but those obsidian ones won't. I don't like the idea much, but it will have to do. Once you are up there we can use the fastgauge chip, maybe that will help with awareness of the lighting."

Trent accepted the chips and wait for them to start. He uploaded the gigasarm on his good hand and got closer to the wall. He lowered himself down to one knee and pulled his fist back. He started to charge the chip before smashing his hand down deep into the earth, hopefully sending him skywards. If it worked correctly, and he didn't leave a big hole in the ground, he would upload his rageclaw chip and grab on to the wall at the apex of his jump.

Summary
1) Jackout Sasha
2) Proclaim going forwards with this and not being scared of the big lighting wall
2) Gigasarm Charge
3) Smash ground with Gigasarm to Microburst upwards
4) If it works upload Rageclaw to grab the wall and start climbing
5) Profit

Trent: Wrecker
213: Shotgun

Trent and Mark were both very disappointed that the spare data wasn't dropped after reducing the health to nothing. Trent was upset for the simple fact that the more of them they failed to be able to kill, the more they would come back later and he would have to deal with them again. Mark was happy from a lack of money, which he verbally expressed, but Trent feared he would soon understand the real danger of the issue. Trent followed closely and the little puppy Sasha did as well, nipping at the trailing robes of the figure. When a break was around Trent had a pressing question to ask. "Why didn't they get deleted?"

Mark had a few of his own and blurted them out, without waiting for a response to Trent's question. "What was wrong with those things and what is wrong with Trent's hand? Will those things be on our trail now? Are they just going to follow us? Is there any way to kill them fully?"

Trent looked down at his hand when the figure addressed it, the orange glow slowly receding. He had easily taken care of the viruses, the problem here wasn't his battle skill, but rather the unrelenting nature of these strange viruses and the aura around him. His attention quickly changed back to the figure as his visor showed another green outline, and a fake wall vanished. A small cat like girl popped her head out, and the puppy Sasha was quick to attack. With a natural feud between dog and cat he sprang forwards, yipping rather than barking, and never able to hold his ground for long, since his own balance often pushed him to new footing.

Mark chuckled at Sasha and Trent simply stared, unsure how the girl would react or if he should stop him. After a short moment he whistled softly, calling the small dog back over. Before leaving, tiny Sasha had one last growl left, almost as an 'I'll be watching you'.

"Neither option really sounds good." Mark said when the girl spoke. "How many more do you think are up ahead? Trent can't disable to terribly many without using some closer combat attacks it seems. Maybe the better bet would be the rough terrain?"

"Let's hit the terrain. Dodging the bulk of those things sounds best. Objections?" Trent said.

"How rough of terrain are we talking here?"

{Bump}