ERPS, day late! (dollar short)

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[[Sometime approaching Midnight-Thirty on November 7th, MarKus starts marching his way through the ship. Somehow he'd convinced the resident DJ to loan him an amp, which he lugs, along with Johnny's old guitar around the ship, until he can get himself on an open deck.

From there, he plugs in, turns it up to 11, and starts jamming out

Does he care if he's making noise for sleeping people? NOP! He's 18 now, and he gives NO FUCKS about you and your opinion of the noise-making matter!]]

Ninth Minute

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1.

[Kazuki's been keeping to himself for quite a while, but he's still kept himself busy reading all sorts of papers that he got, from both the AEUG and the logs about the Chalice's encounters with the Mobile Doll system.  It's a pretty vicious idea, eliminating human judgement and morality from the battlefield.  It sanitized one's perception of war, saving the lives of soldiers who otherwise would die but at the same time fighting would still be going on and civilians would still die and there would still be destruction.  But...]

... The Federation's wasting this program on the Titans.  It has a use and they're not even seeing it.  All this time they were trying to get Fafners for themselves, and they had a better solution sitting in their laps!

[He's got work to do.]

2.

[And said work is pouring over a computer terminal, trying to write up a letter detailing the system as much as he possibly can.  Unfortunately he's not a computer programmer and this would be easier if he he could only communicate with Soushi while hooked up to the Siegfried System.   Occasionally he takes a break to get something to eat or double-check something with anyone who's had a run-in with Mobile Dolls, but at long last it's finally finished.  And now he can go and get a courier to deliver this to Tatsumiya Island.

[And he's hoping ALVIS will do what the Federation should've done months ago.]

☄ XXXII

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[1] - Action/Solo/Informative

[ The hangar slowly began to open in the most ungodly hour of the night. Why? Who authorized it? Well, Haman may have pulled some strings. Regardless, in the docking bay area of the hangar, a moderately-sized shuttle bearing a Zeon insignia docked, a mooring magnet clamping onto it immediately to hold it in place. In no time, the airlock was closed, and Char came out into the hangar, flanked on both sides by Zeon Royal Guard members. The Komusai II's loading hatch began to open, and what emerged was another red mobile suit. Char looked over it, and smiled... up until someone else emerged. If looks could kill, this man would have been hit by a colony drop.

The man tries to smile, but quickly sees Char isn't in a mood to talk. "Lone time no see," he ties to say. He sighs. "I know why you're upset with me, and I don't blame you." He reaches into his jacket, and withdraws a folder of papers, and hands it to the doctor, just as the new red mobile suit docked itself the mobile suit hangar. "No funnels, but it has the new psychoframe cockpit. That Adventus tech you got for us after HALO's destruction put our research decades ahead of schedule." Char still said nothing. Just glared at him behind his sunglasses. Flanagan finally sighed, and turned away, heading back towards the Komusai. "I miss her too, Char. She's still the best student we've ever had. You gotta let her go, though." And before Char could finally lose it, the Komusai II's hatch closed. Char turned and left, just as the shuttle departed. ]

[2] - Action

[ Char can be found in the new makeshift Zeon war room, the door wide open, though guarded by two Royal Guard members. Mineva can be found playing on the ground with mobile suit action figures (in which the Zeon mobile suits are winning, obviously), with various papers splayed out across the desk. Char was currently reading about the new Sazabi Test Prototype, specifically, the psychoframe cockpit. He was dumbfounded as to why Haman wanted him to test this, when she was a far more powerful Newtype than he was, but he wasn't going to say no. Aside from the Newtype-heavy controls, its specs sounded like it was hand-crafted just for him. Aside from the heavy megaparticle cannon on its chest, everything here was designed for short-ranged, fast-paced combat; a beam shotrifle, wrist-mounted beam sabers, the new beam tomahawk found on the latest models of the Geara Doga line of mobile suits, and enough thrusters to outclass even the original Gundam in terms of speed, though these thrusters came at the sacrifice of AMBAC-granting wing binders found on the Qubeley. But what it lost in maneuverability, it made up for in sheer speed.

There were a few more papers still inside the folder, however, which lay open. The top one bared the 'classified' stamp again, along with the Flanagan Institute's seal, as well as Zeon R&D. It was titled 'Project Puru.' Char was careless and left this partially visible; care to ask him about it? ]