The MCL Fair

[Sieg Zephyr]

Sieg brushed a hand through his hair, giving the woman a goofy grin, his eyes darting towards Gerrard as he moves to leave. He pulls at the open collar of his loudly coloured shirt, in an effort to neaten it up, then speaks.

"Well, there goes mah chance o' introducin' mahself." Sieg again turning towards gerrad as he left.

"Cya later" Before once more turning his attention to this Annalyse, trying to avoid being drawn off focus.

"How'dya do anyway."

[Tenrai]

OOC: Moving past the match, past the break, onto Sieg's skill Exhibition. And on that note....no more events. Those of you who participated and kept this going. Thank you, but if we're going to give you free range fun and exposure to public and each other and you don't do anything, I'm not going to ok any more.

IC: The girl looks at him and smiles, "So...do you know Gerrard personally or did you just happen to meet up with him and be eating at the same place?" Annalyse smiled at Sieg flirty, deciding to use the young man to get ahold of Gerrard's comm information and maybe a little more. The loud speaker announces Sieg's skill exhibition would be starting soon and she steps forward and reaches up trailing her index finger along his left cheek.

[Sieg Zephyr]

“Well, Ah, know him through the games o’course.”

Sieg didn’t react to the woman’s actions, and played it cool with her attempts to get closer, the loud speaker then called for him.

“ehh, sadly I’ll have ta leave sooner then I’d like. Perhaps you can find me later.”

Sieg smiled, standing up, then bowed jokingly towards Annalyse, before turning and heading towards the hanger complex.

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As he approached his machine’s dock, Mitch was waiting for him with a grin on his face.

“Well, we got the Cirrus workin’ in time for the show; just the Flight pack still needs work so all you can do is jump, no sustained flight.” Mitch spoke, leading Sieg towards the Cirrus. They were both looking over the machine as the other Hanger 8 techs begin to finish up and get down from the machine.

“Lastly, the cannon is still busted, we’ve managed to replace the other torso systems damaged, but we had to remove the cannon. We’ll finish that up when you get back.”

Sieg nodded as Mitch finished his overview of his machine, then spoke on the topic of his skill show.

“An’ the stuff fer the show still set up?”

“Ah yeah, that’s all done already, just suit up and head out, the emitters are set up.”

Sieg nodded then smiled. “Awesome, lets hope I can win some fan’s back eh?”

Sieg moved closer to the Cirrus, changing into his piloting suit as he did.

[Sieg Zephyr]

The Cirrus moved out into the designated area, flanked on both sides by the public stands, several devices flank the outskirts of the display arena with three ahead of the cirrus, two on both sides, and two behind the cirrus placed at the sides of the enterance. To a discerning eye they are a familiar training tool for generating holographic targets. The devices look higher grade then the usual training devices, once Sieg and the Cirrus reach the centre, the devices hum into life.

As this happens, the Cirrus drops into a ready stance, hand floating above both sword hilts’s much like he did during his battle against Gerrard and the Gale during their last league battle.

“Lets Rock.” Sieg signalled the start of the skill show; he didn’t know what direction that he was about to be “Attacked” by phantom assailants, produced by the devices.

First one appeared and came from the rear right, as well as from the left flank, as they approached one formed in front of him and charged moments later.

Sieg drew the Sunset with a fluid motion while twisting his body backwards to the right so the motion formed the first slash, cutting through the cockpit of the left Target. As that motion reached it’s natural end, the sword flipped loosely backwards, the Cirrus now holding it with a reverse grip and stabbing backwards along the right arm with an elbow motion. Splintering the cockpit area of the rear attacking target, the hologram shattering like it was glass. Lastly Sieg takes a step back then upper cutting with the blade to smash the frontal attacking hologram.

As a moment passes, the telltale noise of more holograms begins.

[Sieg Zephyr]

Several more holograms approached quickly from almost every angle, only to be met by a slash of the sunset. The cirrus was twisting, turning, ducking and diving between each hologram, moving past ones attack and delivering a fatal blow to the phantom machines with parries and counter strikes of unusual grace for Sieg. Though Sieg felt this display was rather empty himself, as he found it easier to predict these machines “random” actions, they weren’t human, they wouldn’t try and douse the sensors or throw up clouds of debris.

After a few moments of dancing around several projections and shattering as he finally comes to a standstill, The brief moment of nothing was replaced with all the projectors starting up, forming a circle of phantoms around Sieg and the Cirrus. At this moment the Sunset clattered against the floor as Sieg’s hand went to the hilt of the Wildcard, as the projectors seemed to double up their creations.