Final Fantasy Hacktics

Rin steps away from the man not taking an obvious hint and opts to ignore him.  She turns to Atrius.  "The whole point of coming out here was to get away from everyone, yet here everyone is.  How wonderful!"

Rin smiles and walks up to him in an innocent and seductive manner, hips a swayin'.  "Is that so?"  Getting right up in the man's face she gives a soft gaze straight into his eyes, raising her left arm slowly.  "But why go to your quarters when out here is just fine..." Suddenly, she yanks back her false hand with her real one, revealing a built-in small projectile device similar to a gun, tucking it just under his chin.  "I don't do well with come-ons, newbie."

"You a new squadie too?"  She gives no less than a downright evil grin, grabbing tight the man's hand, grabbing his arm with the other.  She then proceeds to do the very same flip tactic that Atrius had earlier attempted on her.  Swinging the man over her head and onto the ground behind.

Rin stares him down, eyes narrowing.  "Can you fight?"  Default Rin brain mode activated.

Rin has spent the last minute or so pondering who the hell Greenfield was but blurted out, a bit behind, "Ugh!  I never really messed with the others of my family.  They do all that thinking and making, and I do all the using and winning!"

Rin blinks but is glad to see a fellow patriot.  She smiles and grabs May's hand.  "Renae Heathraid, the Mad Mare, Commander of the Wild Horses Squad... formerly."  She ponders a moment.  "... Greenfield...  I recognize that name.  You got relatives that work with the Heathraids on Side 3?"

Rin snaps out of her fight-mode rather suddenly, realizing what she'd almost done.  "Oh!  Umm.  Right.  I keep forgetting this one's a little strong..."  She blankly stares at the prosthetic, straightening up.

"You must block out distractions and keep your eye on the enemy before you!" she yells, charging forward with her bionic arm, aiming for his ribcage.

"Everyone changes, snakey wakey~... Besides, I owed you that one," she says, rubbing the slightly swollen area of her own face.  Rin giggles and motions him forward.  "Tired yet?  I can't imagine you've gotten a good workout like this in a long time."

Smirking insanely, Rin rams him in the face with a headbutt.  "Change is good.  I like change.  I do hope all yours was for the better.  I still wonder if mine was..." she trails off, glancing to her metal bits.  Breaking that gaze, she moves to overpower Atrius outright and pull away back to a neutral stance.

She smirks at his attempt at a sweep, and practically allows it....  In order to demonstrate a counter.  Falling onto her bionic arm, she does a graceful cartwheel over before landing on her feet.  Charging back at him she goes for a nice gut punch, always avoiding the face. "I just don't see you properly taking charge.  Maybe you've changed, Viper, but I just can't see it.  I also can't see why an Earthborn like you even cares for the cause of Zeon.  It's always so hard for non-spacenoids to understand our frustrations."

Rin does her best to quickly sidestep his attempt at a grapple, coming down on him hard with an elbow.  She follows up with an upward kick.  "The Horses were doing well.  Just as well as when you were with us.  Til those cowards thought to ambush us with what was nothing less than an entire army.  But this isn't about me or the Horses, this is about you.  I am going to be honest, I never saw you as the leading type.  Too quiet."

Rin leads Atrius out behind the hangar in some nice open space.  Tossing off her uniform jacket and sunglasses, she takes fighting stance.  "Take off a few of those things.  It'll help you move better.  Go ahead and make the first move."  Rin rubs her face.  "That kind of stings, you know.  But you were holding back.  I could feel it.  So how have things been since you left our dear Horses?"

She frowns in a way that seems unusual next to her behavior thus far.  "Well it's not like I can wrestle with Evan or the others anymore.  And it's been so long..."  After a pause she speaks more.  "But I suppose we should go elsewhere as to not upset your oh so sensitive subordinates.  All I do is look a girl over and they're all on me."

Rin laughs a little too joyously.  "Those were better days.  Back when the Feddies didn't stand a chance.  But after stealing our wonderful creations from less-than-talented pilots, they've managed to get a bit better."  She stretches and yawns.  "My heart is barely beating... That skirmish wasn't enough for me!  Atrius!"  Rin turns to look him in the eye. "Satisfy my desire for a fight!  I will make you sweat out all this failure I smell on you!"

Rin smiles and takes her sunglasses back, returning them to their proper placement.  "And are your subordinates always so jumpy about a little rough play?  Oh, they never would've survived in the Wild Horses."

With a great twist of her new arm toy, Rin breaks his toss.  She counters his counter by getting behind him, and kicking his legs out from under him.  Rin proceeds to sit on her new boss.  "Any time is a good time to practice.  Good reflexes out of the cockpit improves reflexes in.  And I must say, your reflexes are terrible, my snakey wakey~.  Haven't you been sparring with your subordinates?  Or am I just so good that I always get on top of you?"

Rin is slammed on the face, causing her to stagger.  Then she grins, eyes widened while Atrius's fist is still planted in her face.  Jumping back, she counters with a kick aimed at his face, before ducking down and using her right arm to aim a punch straight to his gut.  After all, if she landed with her left, she might actually hurt the guy!

Rin smiles at the old man's words.  She takes off her sunglasses dramatically and places them on Atrius's face like they belong there.  She motions the man forward with a wolfish grin.  "If you wanna dance, by all means come at me~."  She licks her lips like a big cat before the pounce.

Rin's eyes narrow under her sunglasses.  With a quick movement, she replies to the outstretched hand from Lyra with a swift grab with her bionic arm, yanking the woman up like a doll.  She glances over the body of the girl with a knowing look.  "Hmm.  Don't look like much." Rin releases Lyra.  "You any good in a fight?  A real fight, not just ones with suits."