Eleventh Minute

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[Anyone bothering to poke their head into the infirmary would see that Kazuki is undertaking an eye exam.  Alright, nothing too super-serious about tha-

C. 5-H... H-I-Q.  Wait, no... that's a G, not a Q.

... I think.

[Except he's reading from the topmost line on the chart.  And when Kazuki frees up both his eyes and has a few minutes to let his sight adjust, he just lets out a weary sigh.]

... About the same as before.  Not sure if that's reason enough to celebrate.

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[Later, Kazuki can be found sitting in the Chalice's hangar opposite of his recently borrowed Gnosis model.  Before him you can see stacks and stacks of newspapers, documents, and even a video recording showing off numerous battles against the Festum, some of which the Chalice had taken part in, others that they hadn't.  And one constant with these videos is that when the Festum win, it's pretty much a landslide.  And when they lose, oftentimes it's because somebody decides to play the hero and make the ultimate sacrifice.  Ryou and Shouko being two examples of that.]

... Soushi.

[The footage reaches the battle wherein he was given the Mark Sein.  The same one wherein he saw his Festumized mother before him before she was devoured.  By a motherfucker who was still alive after everything Kazuki'd done to kill him three times over now.]

... That's what's going to happen to me, isn't it?  That's what seems to happen to everyone in a Fafner sooner or later, after all.

The Road Travelled

[aesoprevived]

[1]

[Mad's got the Lambda back to the Chalice in relatively one piece. There were damages all around but despite that Mad was grinning like a loon. Why? For one thing the Lambda had clutched in its hand, a very familiar looking Axe to those people who were in that domed city in the Ruin.]

Guys! GUYS! We went out there and KICKED some serious ass! It. Was. AWESOME!

[She lets out a whoop as she punches both hands into the air, if she was any more excited she'd be pulling a victory lap.]


[2]

[Mad's at the Bar, enjoying a good solid drink after a good day. The pleasing burn the alcohol sent helped relax her a bit from her adrenaline high. She grins as she looks into the glass, watching the liquid move as she lightly swirled her drink.

Life is good....

[She bet her pop would be pleased as punch. She'd have to bring by another bottle when she visits home again.]


[3]

[She's later reviewing every bit of footage of the fight she could get her hands on as well. A highlights reel of sorts. She pauses and rewinds, watching as she shot Finch in the knee as he tried to haul his scumbag arse out of there and was soon subject to an angry Fuso Mob.]

HAH!

[She laughs... and the plays the scene again, clearly pleased with herself at the look of utter 'FUUUUU-' that appeared on the guy's face when he went down. Schadenfreude at its finest people.]

How The Star Captain Got His Groove Back: Part One

[hominilupusinexilio]

[1: Network: Immediately Post "A New Path"]

I must know: what is the secret of the Spheroid obsession with female breasts? Anyone who has this information, come forward.

[2: Action]
( Final round of the Fetladral bloodname Trial, cut for length. )

[3: action]

One dire wolf pup had proved unwilling to adapt to the wild. Surprisingly not malnourished, it had still bullied its way onto the Chalice during its last Russian stop.

A truly massive animal now, brown with blood red spots that gave it a wounded look, it followed Resnick like a large, menacingly toothed shadow.

"Why do you not leave me be?!" He cried, winding up a kick for it but thinking better as it bared those long fangs.

Isaac was his name, the one he'd impulsively named for the sibkin he'd accidentally-on-purpose killed.

[4: network: private to everyone who participated in the second half of the Getter Robo finale mission]

There is a matter concerning the aftermath of the battle that you should know.

✾ iv - action

[notruined]

[ Casshern hadn't been seen since yesterday. He was... being washed. Repeatedly. With heavy duty cleaning chemicals after his extremely violent rampage as he took down most of the on-foot bandits, as well as a few pilots after he busted into their cockpits and mauled them like a wild animal.

The smell of blood is still there (just not as strong), but now he also smells like bleach. Yes, it hurt; but with his healing factor and synthetic skin, the caustic skin irritation is now gone.

Very, very thorough decontamination. He can be found near the showers, waiting on his second treatment. He's not in any pain, though; and those bulletholes and fleshwounds on his arms and legs are now mostly healed. ]

I'm okay. Don't worry.