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Embers of Rage
[1]
[After everything that happened out in the field, Mad was... for all intents and purposes... quite murderous. Between Ayame, the Chalice Crew and Section 2 there was no way for Mad to get to close enough to Gendo to make the man swallow his own teeth. She felt regret, the wicked sting of despair at failing as a hero yet again... but she turned all that into anger. Anger she was attempting to use constructively as she repeatedly shot targets downrange. The kick of her pistol and the solid crack of gunfire growing more and more accurate each time she fired, and every time she imagined NERV personnel in her sights.]
Those. -BLAM- Motherfucking. -BLAM- savashri -BLAM- ASSHOLES!!!
-CRACKKK-
[The Target snaps into pieces from the last shot. Mad's taking deep breaths before she coldly reloads and brings up another.]
[2] [Locked to Mad's Roommates.]
[Mad seems to be looking over several schematics in addition to her notes. Papers litter the room as she continues to hammer out her plans for the Lambda's complete form. A few days ago she sent a pair of letters to Fuso. Hopefully the one that involved the Lambda would be sorted out in due time-]
Step on my notes and I'll step on your face. Move it.
[She motions to you without even looking. React to her?]
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[Mad's at one of her usual spots, kicking her legs and singing softly. Like before, it was a sad, melancholy little ditty. Her expression wasn't anything sad though, it just looked tired... like she needed some sleep.]
[Talk to her?]
[After everything that happened out in the field, Mad was... for all intents and purposes... quite murderous. Between Ayame, the Chalice Crew and Section 2 there was no way for Mad to get to close enough to Gendo to make the man swallow his own teeth. She felt regret, the wicked sting of despair at failing as a hero yet again... but she turned all that into anger. Anger she was attempting to use constructively as she repeatedly shot targets downrange. The kick of her pistol and the solid crack of gunfire growing more and more accurate each time she fired, and every time she imagined NERV personnel in her sights.]
Those. -BLAM- Motherfucking. -BLAM- savashri -BLAM- ASSHOLES!!!
-CRACKKK-
[The Target snaps into pieces from the last shot. Mad's taking deep breaths before she coldly reloads and brings up another.]
[2] [Locked to Mad's Roommates.]
[Mad seems to be looking over several schematics in addition to her notes. Papers litter the room as she continues to hammer out her plans for the Lambda's complete form. A few days ago she sent a pair of letters to Fuso. Hopefully the one that involved the Lambda would be sorted out in due time-]
Step on my notes and I'll step on your face. Move it.
[She motions to you without even looking. React to her?]
[3] [CR Only]
[Mad's at one of her usual spots, kicking her legs and singing softly. Like before, it was a sad, melancholy little ditty. Her expression wasn't anything sad though, it just looked tired... like she needed some sleep.]
[Talk to her?]
3
...Long day?
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[She let out a frustrated sigh.]
Honest to fucking god I have no idea what the fuck is going on there. Its like that idiot has his head shoved so far up his own ass he's completely blind.
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You'll have to forgive me, I haven't had time to go over the records yet.
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[Mad just shakes her head and grimaces.]
The more I think about it, the more I get the feeling its a set up for him to test that Berserk button he shoved onto the Eva on board.
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...Is that really all that's bothering you?
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[She was looking at you Yui. No need to guess what she meant by that.]
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[There's an unsaid 'but' here. Remember how you nearly got flattened INSIDE Shemhazai Yui? Mad certainly does.]
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...And, should it come that...you'd be better at moving on than I would.
1
[Kamille was looking to put his own rage to use by internalizing it into what could only be described as a psychic bomb, the end result of which would effectively unleash hell on a person's brain regardless of -type.]
MOTHERFUCKER!
[It was going nowhere.]
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What the fuck was that dummy plug thing!? What the fuck is a Sea of Dirac and why the fuck did it turn up?!?
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[He gets up from his sitting position.] I'm tired of being left out in the dark. [Looks at Mad.] What's the damage on the Lambda?
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[She's pressing the gun down to a convenient surface.]
The Lambda's gonna need a few days in the shop... Nothing too bad. The data wasn't the best from this battle either... Barely anything usable..
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This entire battle felt like an exercise in futility, you know? I still need to check on Ken, too. [Yup, he knew the pilot.] He's in good hands, but I still need to apologize for not being more of a friend to him than I should have been.
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[She paused though, raising an eyebrow.]
You know the kid that piloted that monster?
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3
"Is...everything all right, Pup?"
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I just... I felt like I was fucking useless out there. I hate that feeling. Didn't help that the fucker in charge kept secret after fucking secret from us...
[A mild grimace...]
I'd challenge the fucker, but he'd probably be the type to have my knees broken before it happens and have me shot in the head
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"Well, I reviewed the battle ROM. Your use of a PPC and LBX autocannon in a removable configuration was a stroke of genius. I would not give too much concern to the rest. One is only as good as one's CO."
He thought of what Sora had said, that her CO had fed new abilities to her in the middle of battle, piecemeal. He couldn't puzzle out why someone would do things like that.
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[She takes a deep breath and leans back.]
Considering our CO for that battle has his own agenda there... I'd say a lot of us are lucky we didn't die.
3 - he counts by now, right?
He sits down next to her, folding his hands in his lap. ]
... Are you okay, Mad? [ He knows by now not to call her by her real name. ]
Probably
And to be honest you look pretty shitty yourself Cash. Something bugging you?
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[ A sigh. Maybe that's another reason he talks with her, she reminds him of home. For better or worse. ] Just the usual.
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[She still has them sometimes. Hates it when it happens.]
What I'm guessing... maybe to the fucker that runs NERV... he doesn't give a shit... kids are probably just ammo for a gun as far as he's concerned.
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