#amodar

Here are some more screenshots, this time for the characters from Final Fantasy XIII! As always, each character has their own folder. Please like or reblog this post if you're planning on use them. Some screenshots may be blurry or out of focus as I haven’t gone through them with a fine toothed comb.

Alexander (274)

Amodar (316)

Bahamut (73)

Bartholomew Estheim (1,109)

Brynhilde (149)

Cid Raines (1,447)

Dajh Katzroy (560)

Gadot (1,149)

Galenth Dysley (1,864)

Hecatonchier (24)

Hope Estheim (18,876)

Jihl Nabaat (1,117)

Lebreau (595)

Lightning Farron (25,157)

Maqui (484)

Nora Estheim (650)

Odin (234)

Oerba Dia Vanille (23,980)

Oerba Yun Fang (11,711)

Orphan (502)

Ragnorok (226)

Rygdea (348)

Sazh Katzroy (18,919)

Serah Farron (4,449)

Shiva (190)

Snow Villiers (20,012)

Yaag Rosch (1,501)

Yuj (446)

Lightning woke up to find a familiar face grinning down at her.

“Rise and shine, sunshine.”

She reached for a pillow and heaved it at Fang. The other woman smirked and caught the pillow out of the air. “Your puns are awful, and you should feel bad.”

“My puns are awesome, and you love them.”

Lightning rolled over. “Your puns suck, but I love you.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Fang hoisted Lightning over her shoulder. “Come on. They’re picking activity up in the Vestige.”

Lightning yawned as Fang began to march down the corridor, so they could get suited up. “Has anything come through yet?”

“Nope.” Fang waved jauntily at the techs as she set Lightning back down on her feet. The techs exchanged eye rolls and hastened to get the pair outfitted. “Nothing has come through yet, but we’ve already got a read on the size of the dimensional breach.”

“Oh?”

“At least one Category VI with another two Category Vs expected.” Fang stretched. The suit never felt quite right until she’d stretched, and it never felt quite complete until she and Lightning were in Odin’s conn pod with a neural link between them. Until that happened, the suit was just something to wear instead of the second skin it became once they were ready to go.

“That explains why they’re scrambling Odin. Who else is on standby.”

Amodar’s voice came over the speakers as Lightning and Fang made their way down another corridor toward Odin’s head.

Lebreau’s voice came through over the speakers. “Chaos is standing by, we’re just waiting for the pilots. Shiva is already ready to go, as is Bahamut.”

Fang chuckled. “Vinny and Yuffie are probably arguing again.”

“Probably.” Lightning nodded as a pair of mechanics opened the door into Odin’s head. The interior lit up as they entered, and they settled into the familiar harnesses and waited as the head descended and locked itself into place. The neural handshake was as quick and complete as always. Fang’s presence was less a ghost in the back of her mind and more a warm cloak that settled around her. “You good?”

Fang’s amusement came through the link. “You ask that every time. I’m good.”

“Good.” Lightning cleared her throat. “Serah and Lumina, any problems on your end. How are the repairs on Bahamut?”

“Green across the board,” Serah replied. “Vanille and Lumina supervised those repairs personally. The affected areas are probably better than they were before they got damaged.”

Lightning flicked a glance toward the display that showed the other conn pods. Her sisters were relaxed and ready to go. Snow and Hope were the same, the pair idly chatting about the football game they’d been watching. As for Yuffie and Vincent...

“Are they still not ready yet?” Lightning asked, a hint of irritation bleeding into her voice.

“They will be ready in two minutes or less,” Marshal Amodar said, speaking to all of them for the first time. “Otherwise, they will find themselves scrubbing Chaos clean with toothbrushes.”

In a matter of moments, Yuffie and Vincent were magically ready to go.

“All right,” Amodar said. “New intel has come through. There are three fal’Cie headed our way. A Category VI and two Category Vs. Estimated time of arrival is one hour. I want you to meet them in the shallow of the harbour at designated defence point alpha. We’ll use our point defences and mobile weapons platforms to shepherd them toward you.”

“How’s our sensor coverage of the harbour, sir?” Lightning asked. “Could they sneak around us?”

“Negative,” Amodar replied before glancing at Lebreau.

“Sensor coverage is at 100%. All sonar, radar, and other sensors that were damaged in the last engagement have been repaired or replaced. We’ve also placed an additional twenty sensors throughout the harbour to ensure better overlapping coverage. We’ll have to keep an eye out for any cloak or stealth abilities, but barring those, we should have eyes on them the whole time.”

“Our deployment, sir?” Lightning asked.

“I want Odin running point,” Amodar said. “You are to engage the Category VI and eliminate it as quickly as possible with Bahamut offering support. Shiva and Chaos are to engage a Category V each. Eliminate them if possible but focus on keeping them away from the Category VI.”

“Understood, sir. Moving out.”

“Sounds like a good plan,” Fang murmured as Odin began to move, the Eidolon almost unnaturally graceful despite its size and mechanical nature. “So far, whenever a Category VI has attacked, it has always assumed command over the lesser fal’Cie.”

“Yes.” Lightning ran through Odin’s various sensory modes. It was night time, so some combination of infrared, sonar, and radar was probably best. They could use false colour too, which should make the fal’Cie stand out even more from their surroundings. “The lower level fal’Cie tend to attack in a manner closer to wild animals.”

“How do you want to do this?” Serah asked as Bahamut moved behind Odin. “Usual plan?”

“That should work,” Fang said. “We can go ahead, get the fal’Cie all tied up, and you can try and get some good hits in while it’s occupied. How’s Bahamut’s lance?”

Vanille cackled as she settled into her place on the command deck. “The lance is perfectly functional!” Amodar gave her an amused glance and motioned for her to continue. “Remember, the explosives in the lance are not designed to trigger on impact. Once you stab the fal’Cie with the lance, you need to manually detonate the explosives. Assuming you get a good stab in, the explosives should go off inside the fal’Cie.”

Gender: Male

Pronunciation: AM-o-dahr; a-MO-dahr

Origin: African (Sudanese)

Meaning: Death