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srwug_alpha_rp2012-06-03 02:52 pm
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A Soldier's Hatred/ The Night of Red Flame
[When you encounter Cheng he seems to be looking over footage from the Hangar. Nicolai's escape with the black Gundam-head. He also seems to be comparing it to several low quality recordings, as well as transcripts written in chinese.]
Hm... no doubt about it... it's them...
[He remembers the night Gucun fell. As the State tore itself apart, Mercenary groups came in to work with the warring factions that were willing to make use of outsiders. These 'Black-Clads' were the most infamous of the lot. They switched sides, they killed without mercy and they took whatever mission they were paid for so long as they were paid well.]
... Brother... Yong Lin... these are the people who you died fighting against weren't you?
[He remembered moments before as he fled... scrambled transmissions relayed in the chaos from battle. His older brother and the trusted lieutenant that may as well have been his sister-in-law, both the best Gucun had to offer. Both having fought without rest. Both cut down so easily along with the Chairman-General and the loyal members of the Cabinet. The memories brought up a cold hatred in the very pit of his gut.]
Hm... no doubt about it... it's them...
[He remembers the night Gucun fell. As the State tore itself apart, Mercenary groups came in to work with the warring factions that were willing to make use of outsiders. These 'Black-Clads' were the most infamous of the lot. They switched sides, they killed without mercy and they took whatever mission they were paid for so long as they were paid well.]
... Brother... Yong Lin... these are the people who you died fighting against weren't you?
[He remembered moments before as he fled... scrambled transmissions relayed in the chaos from battle. His older brother and the trusted lieutenant that may as well have been his sister-in-law, both the best Gucun had to offer. Both having fought without rest. Both cut down so easily along with the Chairman-General and the loyal members of the Cabinet. The memories brought up a cold hatred in the very pit of his gut.]