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srwug_alpha_rp2011-07-22 09:53 pm
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3x4 → Requisition Request
[ Char had spent the last week or so combing over the specs of his completed MSN-02 Perfect Zeon Char Custom, and had finally come up with a way to possibly upgrade the Zeong to allow for the use of melee weapons without compromising its own firepower. Due to the fact that the Zeong has megaparticle guns in each of its fingers, a traditional beam saber would not be practical. Char had examined the schematics, and after some preliminary experiments using virtual reality and mathematical equations, Char had reached a solution.
At first, Char had thought of wrist-mounted beam sabers, but one mistake, and the beam saber would damage the fingers. Char then thought about removing the middle fingers of both hands, and replacing them with beam sabers; however, this would sacrifice firepower. Char then, however, had another idea: Placing the beam sabers in the palms of the Zeong.
Having a retractable beam saber in the center of the palm, while possible sacrificing mobility of the funnel functionality of the detachable hands, would allow for very unique possibilities while fighting in close quarters, thanks to the finger guns.
The sabers would be apart of the hand, but would pop out of the palms when in use, and retract when not in use. While not as maneuverable thanks to the physics of the wrists, they would serve their purpose. Char was hoping the Captain would grant his requisition form.
Having filled out the paperwork, Char left the hanger. Others may be able to catch up to him in the hallways, though he clearly has something important to deliver. ]
At first, Char had thought of wrist-mounted beam sabers, but one mistake, and the beam saber would damage the fingers. Char then thought about removing the middle fingers of both hands, and replacing them with beam sabers; however, this would sacrifice firepower. Char then, however, had another idea: Placing the beam sabers in the palms of the Zeong.
Having a retractable beam saber in the center of the palm, while possible sacrificing mobility of the funnel functionality of the detachable hands, would allow for very unique possibilities while fighting in close quarters, thanks to the finger guns.
The sabers would be apart of the hand, but would pop out of the palms when in use, and retract when not in use. While not as maneuverable thanks to the physics of the wrists, they would serve their purpose. Char was hoping the Captain would grant his requisition form.
Having filled out the paperwork, Char left the hanger. Others may be able to catch up to him in the hallways, though he clearly has something important to deliver. ]
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"I got left behind." She felt like a child being scolded by her father, but it wasn't as if she didn't deserve it. "I'm not here to cause trouble, break or steal anything, I swear! I was trying to find Gainer Sanga, I though he might help me, but it's quite likely he'll throw me to the dogs." Now it was she who fidgeted nervously, trying to spin the truth to serve her better. "They just left me there, in the snow, alone and it was nearly nightfall. What else could I have done? Laying down in the snow to dying isn't really my style." She shook her head a little, inside she was actually starting to feel a little bit sorry for herself, even though it was only part of the story.
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"If you were simply seen as a deserter, the White Chalice would have no reason to turn you over. You must have done something quite wrong to warrant he amount of paranoia you're showing."
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"I'm wearing a huge red jacket that says 'arrest me I'm from the Siberian Railway', how much more cause for worry do I need?!" And it was not as if removing the jacket would make he any less conspicuous.
"I'm not a deserter, I'm the deserted!" She thought of the day she dragged Gainer himself to prison, and it turned her stomach. Why should she expect one shred of kindness more than what he had already shown her, it was more than she had given him.
This whole things was a bad idea.
"If you want to turn me in, fine then, do it. I might be able to run faster than you on a good day, but today isn't one of those."
Her mission was a failure then. To find Gainer and thank him for saving her life when he had no obligation to do to, and for sparing Yasuba's life.
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"I was an ace pilot with the Principality of Zeon during the One Year War. I was known as the 'Red Comet,' Char Aznable." He tried to smile, to reassure her as well. "If Captain Weston didn't turn me away, he won't turn you away, either."
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Adette put her hand over her mouth and backed up a step. How could she not have known?
Stupid Adette, so caught up in your own schemes you miss out on the obvious standing right in front of you!
She allowed herself to be steered into the lounge, and though it was much to public for her taste, there was little that could be done about it. Her knees and calves where aching from the long trudge through the snow, and she felt spent and weak, her adrenaline levels plummeting now that her safety was no longer in jeopardy, at least for the moment.
"I'm Adette Kistler." She smiled back at him, and for a moment, she caught their reflection off a piece of glass, and was shocked at what she saw.
Standing there, blond hair, and red coats, with secrets to hide deep in their souls.
We look like siblings.
Adette had been raised by her older brothers after her parents death, but those days was just to painful to think about most of the time. Now she could not help but be flooded with the thoughts.
So she broke away from him and sat down, taking off her fur hat, and crossing her legs. The tops of her red leather thigh high boot peeked out of the slit in her jacket, and the revealed the tiniest flash of her milky white thighs.
"I'm sorry I tried to fool. You can understand though, I'm still not certain I won't be taken prisoner at any moment. I had to come... I had to thank Gainer for saving me, and for sparing Yasuba. I owe him... my life." That was the truth, if he was going to trust her at all, she had to at least reveal the truth behind her mission here.
"I came here because I cannot continue to try and stop Gainer Sanga, or his allies. Until the Exodus reaches Yappan, my honor as a woman, and as a warrior, tells me I must help him any way I can."
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Char didn't exactly owe his life to anyone; Lalah was already dead, and wherever Artesia was, she was beyond his reach. It was both liberating, and somewhat depressing. "In any case, I'm sure you are safe here. I wouldn't have brought you to the lounge if I had thought any differently."
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Adette looked over him him, and put her hand on his knee, this time not in a sexual manner, but with an air of empathy and understanding. She was glad for his reassurance as well.
"Thanks. I'm not sure how much longer I could have kept it up." She sighed aloud, and smiled, trying to lighten the heavy mood. She removed her hand from his knee as quickly as it had landed.
His words stirred things deep in her mind, but they would require further thought when her mind was not fatigued. She could not think clearly enough to to carry on a conversation about politics. Not having so recently left her faction, her love, and home.
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"Gainer said something, she he shielded me with his Overman. He said 'The only thing I hate more than this Exodus is seeing innocent people being killed.' I think that something everyone can agree on, no matter what side you're from." And then despite herself, she yawned. As quick as she could, Adette covered mouth, and then smiled sheepishly at him.
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Having said that, though, he folded his arms over one another, and leaned forward across the table, towards her. Not enough to be intrusive, but enough to emphasize his next point. "I do agree that it should be done peacefully, if at all possible, however."
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"It's so strange, how alike we are." She smiled a little at him, and yet felt haunted by this whole encounter.
"We live in Siberia so as to cause any further damage to the earth. But leaving the plent altogether seems like a much better idea then living in the middle of a barren tundra. We should all be so lucky to exodus to the stars."
Adette met Char's eyes (sunglasses), and held his gaze, it was important that he knew that she understood, but words could not convey what empathy could.
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"Why didn't anyone let us know that?!" She shook her head and laughed a little. "My whole life I've been cold. Do they make colonies with warm weather?" It sounded like a dream, bubbles in space filled with life, and warmth. How could a girl from the cold metal domepoli in the middle of Siberia comprehend something so fantastical.
"If you ever go back, you should take me with you."
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Adette smirked, it sounded like a dream.
"I've never seen a lake that isn't frozen, let alone the ocean. I'm not sure I would know the difference." She laughed playfully and leaned back in the chair. Silly day dreams at the time like this, the world had changed so much since she had awoken this morning in her warm bed.
Now so far gone that she would never return to it.
"I know I've imposed on your a lot as it is, but is there somewhere I could sleep? Just a little while, I'm just not sure how much longer I can stay coherent." She rubbed her eye, and then stretched her arms over her head, and sighed.
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"Is it a good idea to let me come and go as I please? I could be lying to you, you know." Adette couldn't help herself, and she peaked an eye eyebrow, and smirked.
"Even a couch would be ok, I just feel like if I don't rest soon, I may really faint on you. And that would cause even more problems, I'm sure. I have to find Gainer Sanga, but I can't continue my 'mission' like this."
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"I will see if at least one of my roommates agrees. If so, you may stay with us. Is that alright?"
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Adette laughed a little. She really wasn't trying to get into his room that hard, esp if there where spectators.
"I don't want to make them uncomfortable. I think I'll be asleep before my head even hits the pillow. I'll go talk to the computer if that's what I need to do. But..." She pressed her knuckle to her lip coyly, looked up at his from under lowered eye lids. She didn't say anything, she let her eyes do the talking, and when the moment had gone on for just a heart beat longer than it should of, Adette burst out laughing, and then grabber her fluffy fur hat and put it back on her head. "Come and introduce me to this computer. You think it could me a cheese burger too? If I can, I might just have to marry it."
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This day has been long, gruelingly long. It didn't matter where or how, all she wanted was sleep.
And yet at the same time I would be the first time she had slept alone since...
How long has it been, that she had been at Yasuba's side?
Suddenly the sting on her loss shot through her heart. She felt sad, and lost, but that too she kept hidden under a brave face, and a mocking laugh. No one would know, because she knew, no one would care for the plight of someone like her.
Sorry for the lateness...