This is kinda what Falchion Bravo is supposed to look like.
May 15, 2020
Lin was sharpening his spear while he was waiting. A girl then comes out of the room. She was 13, and had brown hair, but had streaks of purple. Lin stood up.
"How is he?" He asked her.
"Almost conscious again." She said.
"Ok." he said as he enters the room. The room was a empty apartment room. There was not much, but Kinzo was on the bed, in a coma. His exosuit was removed and was left in the corner. How was this possible? Lin thought. It had made no logical sense. He was fighting like a beast for one moment, then the next thing you know, he had fell and fainted on the ground. Then there was two people who teleported using a portal, one with a huge scythe and the other almost radiating some kind of power. It didn't make much sense to him. But even the reason why he joined the Militia didn't make sense either. He heard the door open and he quickly spun to see who it was. It was the girl.
"He should be up." She said. "Why isn't he up?"
"I don't know..."Lin said. But Kinzo was very aware that there was two people in the room. One was Lin, or at least what he assumed was Lin. The other was female. No older then 15. Possible threat. "Let me feel his temperature." the girl said. Plan 4R, he thought. As soon as she reached over, he formed a pistol, quite similar to an Atlas .45 mm pistol. He pointed it at her head at point blank. But then she flashed out of existence. She then flashes back into existence and she drew a katana. But what made it so strange was it radiated some kind of light.
"It's not nice to point guns at people. Especially girls." she said. Lin ran between them.
"Woah, woah, woah! Hold it. Kinzo, calm down. We're all part of the Militia." Lin said calmly.
"Who is she?!" Kinzo asked harshly.
"This is Staff Sergeant Parkington. She's the one who saved your life." Lin responded. The Staff Sergeant stuck out her hand.
"Call me Juliet." She said with a smile. Kinzo took a good look at her. She felt...different to him. It was odd.
"Kinzo. First Sergeant Kinzo Kushonen." He said. Then there was a 2 minute silence. Then Lin broke it.
"Kinzo, if you don't mind...do you mind telling us how you blacked out?" Lin said. Kinzo stared at him as if he didn't know that the whole Combot betrayal never happened.
"You don't...you don't know?" Lin shook his head. Kinzo cleared his throat.
"My exosuit is known as psycommu system. It converts my brainwaves into commands for the Nanites. But there's something about the suit that I've found out. It's also wired to my emotions. Actually, it's wired to my brain, which has my emotions. So when ever I get mad, or I get pushed to my limits, my suit activates what's known as it's psycoframe, where as, the frame of the suit will begin to enhance my abilities even further. My armor also opens up it's hidden thrusters for even higher mobility. Along with that, it amps all of the creations I make. So a car will become a armored formula car. But the only draw back is that it places even more mental stress on me. Within 5 or more minutes I'll black out. And, that's why I have this." He said as he pulled out a cigarette-like object. Lin pulled his pistol and shot it.
"Really, Kinzo? A cigarette?" Lin asks him.
"It's not a cigarette. It's shaped like one because the shape is convenient. It's actually a stimulant that I inhale when ignited. It's not a narcotic. I also have drinkable versions of this. Some taste like alcohol. Others like other drinks." He said as he ignited it with a lighter and inhaled.
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Psycoframe: the Rage of Kinzoku
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