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The Red Comet; Episode 2
Topic Started: Oct 9 2011, 03:12 AM (453 Views)
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UC 0079 September 18, 5:53 pm

History's first battle between MS has concluded in the Federation's crushing victory, the Gundam proves to be much more powerful than any Mobile Suit created by CRADLE up to today. The Zaku with its cockpit destroyed lifelessly slammed down onto the colony ground. Most people in the colony have escaped into the shelters, oxygen is starting to become thin. Even if the Gundam was a powerful weapon, Allen has no way to repair the two holes in the colony walls, though he was safe inside his MS for now. He wiped his sweaty forehead with his sleeves and turned on different cameras. None of them found where his friends were, however he will only believe that they made it alive into the shelters. The Gundam automatically attached its beam saber back onto the racks for energy recharging when Allen clicked the touch screen on the computer.

A huge sound of explosion roared from the speakers inside Allen's MS. He turned the Gundam's main camera to check what happened behind. There was a stream of pinkish red beam that extended nearly onto the colony wall, but it seems like the output of the beam was controlled just strong enough to break past the debris blocking the gate, but not strong enough for it to reach all the way to the colony's wall. Mega Particle Cannon, one of the few new weapons derived from Minovsky physics, it is much more powerful than the high energy beam cannons mounted on top of CRADLE's standard Musai class MS carrier. The Federation's new battleship scooted itself outside the harbor where it was buried in. For a moment Allen was dazed by the magnificent battleship that suddenly appeared before his eyes. It had two tracks on its side designed as a MS catapult. Countless turrents mounted all over the ship, with a few main Mega P. Cannons in the front of the hull. The gravity living blocks rested steadily on the tail wings of the ship. It was a compilation of technology, the Federation has surpassed CRADLE in technology already. Inside the bridge, there were only very few crews however. The young Federation officer that was looking for his other higher ranking offiicers earlier on walked into the bridge. Seeing the operators and navigators to all be new soldiers with little experience, he is beginning to feel a bit uneasy. "Right everyone, I am Lieutenant Noa Hall..." he muttered, seeing a low ranking lieutenant like him was actually the highest ranking officer on board. Knowing that, as the captains seat is empty, he decided to sit on it.

"Ah, hello. My name is Kouzuki Rie, I am a civilian with limited training in how to navigate a ship..." the female in front of the steer replied. She also looked like she was in her early twenties, with shoulder length black hair and deep black eyes. Noa recognized that surname, she must be a relative to the intended captain of this ship. Looking at her age, she must be the old captains daughter or even granddaughter. Noa then turned his eyes to the camera that pointed towards the ground. The activated white MS, the Gundam caught his eyes. Much to his surprise there was another officer alive, seeing the two Zakus that were destroyed, he can only assume the pilot of the Gundam was one of the candidates that received MS training.

"Alright, launch the signals, tell the MS to return on board. CRADLE's objective is obviously the destruction or capture of this ship and the newest MS we have. We rather be running off with this looking for help instead of handing it over to the enemy!" Noa commanded, his sharp sense of charisma circled around him. From underneath the Argama's deck, one missile was launched as it exploded into a light signal. Allen from watching much military movies recognized that signal, it was the sign to return on board. Charging power from the Gundam's booster, the white MS kicked off the ground and "jumped" towards the ship high up in the sky. Landing one of the MS launching paths, Allen was once again dazed by just the sheer size of this ship.
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Outside the colony, a single turquoise battleship hovered on the other side of the colony to the white battleship. Equipped with two enormous grey launch pads on either side of the hangar, similar numbers of turrets and weapons as the white battleship, and a similar shape. To any random person looking at them both, one would think that the two ships would be directly related to each other and run by the same organisation. But the truth couldn't be any more different. Xanavi landed down on the battleship, taking a moment to take in the black void that lay behind him. "Well then, that was certainly an unnecessary delay....!" Thermidor stubbornly spoke as Xanavi entered the hangar, making sure to bend down the MS so as to not catch the spear on the ceiling as he went in.

"Will you please you your blathering. You put Xanavi, me and yourself in danger by telling him not to shoot that Zaku! It's a wonder you're still alive, if that "Gundam" hadn't been there to bail us out we could have been in a much more different state than before!" Lilium lashed out at Thermidor. Xanavi simply ignored their conversation and opened the cockpit hatch. A strong metallic wire with a handle lowered him down to the cold metallic ground below. Despite being an MS carrier, the only things in the vast hangar were spears, katana's, naginta's, a few spare muskets and ammunition. All MS sized, of course. "What the hell is this Mobile Suit..." Xanavi muttered to himself as he walked off, leaving the two behind him trying to catch up. "I'm heading wherever the bridge is. Lilium! Follow me!" Xanavi shouted out as he opened up another door.

"Um...Right!" Lilium decided that it would be best not to stick around Thermidor any longer, and hasitly ran after Xanavi who wasn't waiting up. She caught up to him in the corridor and walked alongside him. "So what do you think they're going to do with us? I mean, the other seat didn't seem to have much equipment and only one can pilot that thing..." Lilium nervously asked. She had been against Xanavi joining ORCA from the very beginning, but now she had no choice but to go along with him.

"Beats me. Whatever they're doing though, it certainly doesn't seem to be anything major right around now. They only have this one MS and this battleship. That's not going to defeat the CRADLE's, let alone the Federation..." Xanavi answered back with his own concerns. The two of them came to a simple door marked "Bridge". Xanavi knocked his right hand on the door and opened it without hesitation. Regardless of what was in there, he would be prepared for it anything went wrong.
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Mu engaged the silver Zaku, for being painted differently than the normal army green, Mu knew this was not an ordinary enemy. He has no where to back off anymore, therefore he has no choice but to take this enemy head on. Mu did not take any chances, releasing the gun barrels around the Moebius Zero, the wired barrels quickly surrounded the silver Zaku. This was indeed a trump card Mu can pull out to surprise most enemies, indeed. MOST enemies, however not this one. One gun barrel fired from behind, the silver giant boosted forward to avoid it, another two raided from the sides, only for the Zaku to go up. The last one fired from below, but still failed to hit the target. "What...? That guy avoided this...!!" much to Mu's surprise, nothing he pulled out manage to get the target.

"...hmm? That MA, how did he pull of an attack like this...?!" unknown to Mu though, this actually did catch Raul by surprise, but Raul was just a step ahead of Mu's predictions. Grabbing the standard Zaku 60 mm machine gun, Raul fired back at the remote weapons. Destroying one and another. Spinning around to shoot down the third. Every moment increased a slight amount of space junk. Those that die in space will never be found, they will suffer a cold and lonely death. The last gun barrel managed to get something though, Raul quickly dropped his machine gun as it was destroyed. However Raul did not stop his assault, unlike a standard Zaku that was armed with an axe shaped heat hawk, Raul's silver custom unit was armed with a blade. Much like the old fashioned swords used by knights in ancient Europe, the blade tip glowed with a firm line of orange. CRADLE has yet to field a MS that mainly utilizes this heat saber, however Raul already got his hands into one. Chopping past the wire that connected the gun barrel with the main unit, Raul used the deactivated remote weapon as a stepping stone to kick towards Mu's orange hawk-like MA.

Mu widened his eyes, as if he has no more hope, firing from the linear gun will not do much good, as the heavy bullets missed its target but not slowing the silver Zaku down at all. Ducking under the last bullet before the giant got into its melee range, Raul slashed up and sliced the linear cannon in half. "Damn...that guy!!" Mu was at a loss for words and solution, all he can do is escape, but obviously an old MA like the Moebius will never get away from the Zaku.

Raul wanted to chase after the orange MA and give it a finishing blow, but an incoming connection prevented him from doing so. It was Colonel Full Frontal, his commander. "Raul, pull back. The signal of our two Zakus that infiltrated the colony were lost, most likely defeated by the Federation's new MS. So it seems like the rumor was true, we also captured sights of the Federation's new battleship...interesting isnt it. Return on board for now, after we're done resupplying we will set sail to sink that battleship." the communication cut itself, Raul clicked his tongue and looked as the orange MA got away. However he has to follow orders, turning away he flew back towards where he came from.
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Xanavi opened the door leading to the bridge. Immediately an ecstatic voice filled the room as soon as the door opened. "Ah! Herr Thermidor, You have returned! Wunderbar!" Somebody shouted out a few words in German. Xanavi understood the words from another language, but he didn't react to them. The door fully swung open, revealing several men, ranged from the twenties to early thirties at the latest, all stood around looking at what little of the battle they could see outside. As soon as Xanavi revealed himself standing behind the door, two of the men drew a sword and a pistol and aimed right at Xanavi.

"Um.....This schweinehund isn't Herr Thermidor.....Sir...Where is he?" The German asked Xanavi in an awkward tone. He was in his late twenties, and dressed in an old military outfit. Several medals were displayed on his chest like a WWII veteran, but none of them belonged to him. His eye twitched as he aimed the pistol at Xanavi. The red haired man who was with Thermidor earlier; Mr. Nidus, lowered the German's pistol, knowing who Xanavi was from before.

"No need to start a fight now, Doc, this guy's our new recruit. Hey, new kid! Where's Thermidor?" Mr. Nidus asked him. Before Xanavi could speak, Thermidor pushed him out of the way and took his place on the bridge. "I'm here, Nikita. Sheesh, I can't even go five minutes on my own without you guys worring about me..." Thermidor grumbled and took a cup of water from the corner.

"Regardless, let's get started with this. Xanavi Krieger, my name is Maxamillian Thermidor. I am the military leader of the Organisation of Regime-Changing Armies, or...ORCA. This here is Nikita Nidus..." Thermidor pointed at the red haired man in his twenties. He didn't say anything, just folded his arms and gave Xanavi a cold stare. "That one's Doctor Gunther Richtofen..." Thermidor pointed at the German this time, who adjusted his military cap and eagerly shook hands with Xanavi. Although his facial expression did not change, Xanavi could tell just from Nikita and the Doctor that this little team had some very weird people on board. "That one is Takafumi Arisawa..." Thermidor this time moved his finger to point at the swordsman. He was clag in a bright white jacket and trousers, with black boots, almost as if he was a knight. His brown hair was longer than the others, but not going further than the neck, further complimented by a pointed beard, making him appear older than he was. He didn't say anything, but sheathed the sword and turned around.

"...And that one, just call him...Sin Cara....." Thermidor pointed to a darkened corner in the room. From it, somebody in a large suit of armour walked out. His build indicated he was a male, holding a large knife over a bulky bright red shoulder pad. Head to toe was covered in a black armour that covered his entire body and left a loud banging noise with each footstep. The face was covered by a large gold visor, shining enough for Xanavi to see his own reflection, when he wasn't looking at the crude white skull etched into it. "Morning, princess..." Cara coldly told Xanavi and pushed past him. Out of all the people he'd been introduced to, this one caught his eye the most, being radically different from the others...

A suit of armor like that...? Wow...Might have been useful some years ago but not today.... Xanavi pondered to himself as he watched Cara walking down the corridor.
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Sunrise

Allen carefully controlled the Gundam so it will not break facilities inside the ship. The MS hanger was large enough to easily fit 7 to 8 MS, the huge garage was over 20 meters high, with three floors. However it was surprisingly empty, but messy also. The maintenance team scrambled and hustled to repair another MA that was almost deprived of all its weapons. Allen turned off the screen and shut the Gundam's generator down. The cockpit went black as each screen blacked out as well. There was a green light lit dimly on the corner to indicate that there is oxygen outside. Clicking the button next to the light, the opened. Lights speared into his eyes, Allen poked his head out and looked outside. Suddenly the maintenance team all stopped and was shocked at what they saw. If it was not the Gundam that destroyed the two Zakus, the Argama would not be here right now. If it was not the Gundam that destroyed the two Zakus, all of them most likely would have ceased to live by now. And all over that, the pilot of the Gundam, was just a mere student.

There was little to no gravity in space, Allen jumped off his MS still holding onto the instruction manual. It was over 10 meters high, but due to the lack of gravity, Allen only slowly floated down onto the metallic floor. The garage was mostly metallic gray in color with bright white lights showering from above. A young adult, not too much older than Allen walked over to him. "Hey what sort of joke is this...youre even younger than me..." Mu shook his head, but he by no means wanted to insult Allen.

"Amazing brat, so in the end we were all saved by him..." one of the crew members walked up too. He had messy black hair and dark tanned skin. He carried a bad smell of sweat and oil, wearing a dirty pair of worker's white gloves. There was a name written on the side of his rigged shirt, it read A. Sanders. He appears to be dressed in a little different from the other maintenance crew, he was probably the leader, Allen thought. Also taking note of the badge that revealed each soldier's rank, he was not even an officer. However there was another thing that caught his eyes, this time tears were about to roll down his eyes.

"Hayate! Sayla!" he pushed passed the crowd and rushed over to his two friends that he thought he would never see again. Hayate dropped the crate he was carrying, Sayla dropped her clipboard and they both ran up. The three embraced each other and was happy about their reunion. Those that did not have a shelter to go were all allowed to board the Argama, including Hayate and Sayla. "Amazing, youre amazing Allen...sorry I said something so mean to you..." Sayla smiled with a tear on her eyes, and apologized. Allen shook his head and forgave her without question.

In the meantime, on the bridge, Noa was thinking how to act next. "Captain, the Gundam has boarded...just that one thing is..." the operator stammered a bit, not sure how to tell the just slightly more senior officer that was sitting behind him. He had blond hair ordinary length, neatly waxed, wore a blue and red Federation uniform. The name tag read J. Taures. Whats wrong? Noa called out, Taures did not intend to cover anything up, but if he is not believing what he just heard, it is hard that this captain will do as well. "No, its just that...the pilot of the Gundam, is actually a civilian student..." he continued.

"Well thats interesting. Tell him to come up to the bridge..." Noa replied, he did not seem shocked at all. If he is here in command of the Federation's newest battleship, why would he need to be surprised that the Gundam's pilot is something similar?
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"...So let me get this right, we're teaming up with a German doctor who thinks it's World War 2, a Russian with no tolerance for backchat, a man with a sword, and a guy who's likely to weigh a lot more than everyone I previously mentioned? Why are we teaming up with these guys, Xanavi?!" Lilium screamed out at Xanavi from behind the door. This time, he directly turned around to face her, and put his arms on her shoulders to try and reassure her.

"Look, these guys aren't going to do anything odd to either of us. I'll make sure of that if I have to...!" Xanavi whispered to her and gestured to his katana with his eyes. Thermidor picked up this statement and simply smirked at the thought, as if he knew a lot more than Xanavi.

"Right, we've been shouting at each other for far too long! Krieger, Red-head, sit down and we'll talk you through what's going to be happening over the next few months." Thermidor explained and spun his captains chair around. The two newcomers took a seat at the side of the room, while the others took seats on the opposite side.

"Alright. Gentlemen, today is the first day of our next major step to overthrowing the Federation and completing our regime-change. Today we're starting Project Nova. Some of our eyes and ears inside the Federation have caught on to a secret plan, hatched by some of the top brass, no less. To make a super chemical weapon that will help the Federation win the war by means of gas weapons. What we know of it right now is that it's being tested for a proper solution for it to actually work. Regardless, while we're helping the Federation win this war in order to save Earth, or what's left of it anyways, we want to take this gas for ourselves to stab them in the back immediately afterwards." Thermidor explained. He got out of his chair and looked out of the window, seeing another MS being uncovered on the opposite launch pad from what Xanavi used.

"Unfortunately, we don't know where the samples of this gas are, nor do we know who's actually working on it. In between helping out the Federation. I want you to ask everyone in it if they know about this "Project Nova" of theirs. Maybe then we'll have some idea of what it's going to be used for.

"Isn't that going to be a wild goose chase then? There's seven colonies between us and Earth, any one of the people in that space could be working on the weapon...." Takafumi pointed out the major flaw in trying to ask the Federation about it. Not only could they deny any knowledge they may or may not have, but there was so many people, especially in the Federation, to ask. Thermidor recognised this and nodded.

"There is that. However, remember that we have our own people in the Fed's as well. If they hear anything we will be the first ones to know." Thermidor answered back with a great deal of confidence. For such a small group, it seemed as though ORCA was effective even from the get-go.
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Allen grabbed held of the handle that extended off the wall. In an environment without gravity, this type move movement is the most effective and quick. Like an escalator, but just that the floor did not move, only the handle did. Following Allen, Hayate and Sayla wanted to talk to the captain of the ship to give them more important roles as well. It was not fair having Allen do all the fighting, so they want to be every little bit of his power. Reaching the bridge, the automatic door slid open revealing the bridge. There were only very few members, mainly the captain, the operator and the navigator. Hopping and floating over, the rotating chair spun around and Noa eyed Allen. His small eyes contradicted to Allen's, but it does not change the fact that Allen still has that uninterested dull look in his face. "So youre Allen Ray yes? On behalf of this ships, very little amount of crew, I thank you. We will be counting on you!" he encouraged. But this did not make Allen anymore happier, he just wants to go home.

...for how much longer do I have to do this? Allen was thinking about that, but looking at the situation right now, he decided to not say this. He needs to protect the people aboard this ship, he decided this the moment he stepped into the Gundam. Now that they went against CRADLE, there is no way that the fierce combat divisions of the Colony Clusters will let them escape like this. Noa briefly explained the plan to the limited amount of listeners. "Alright, this ship is called the Argama. Its a Pegasus-class Assault type Battleship. Or so I have heard. Because it is only partially complete, much of the needed materials are still not sent on board. Therefore we need to head towards the Federation's asteroid base, Luna 2 to collect the necessary supplies, including food and water. Because we have civilians on board as well, we cannot let this ship just sink!"

The others nodded, without much objections. For about an hour nothing happened, however the more time passed, the uneasier people gets. They just faced such a breath taking battle at Side 7, and now this silence was nearly disgusting. There was still some time until they reach Luna 2, Sayla and Hayate were taught by the others how to be in charge of operating the bridge. Sayla was in charge of the radio, while Hayate was in charge of giving the captain's orders inside. Allen was nowhere to be seen in the bridge.

At the same time, on another ship. The bridge door slid open as Raul went in front of his commanded, Full Frontal with a salute. "Welcome back, we will be launching our next attack soon." he sinisterly smiled under his large silver mask with red lenses. Fairly laid back, Raul respectfully bowed and floated out of the bridge. The smile of Full Frontal did not disappear. He was thinking of something interesting, but no one knew what he was thinking. The Musai-class cruiser captured a firm sight of the Argama, however they were hidden inside a mini asteroid belt, prepared to strike at their prey at anytimes. Beside the Musai, there was another ship, sending supplies into the cruiser. It was CRADLE's supply ship, the Papua class. It was tourquoise in color, somewhat lighter than the coloring on the Musai. The entire ship's body is flat without weapons, because it was not designed as a combat ship so any space that weapons are suppose to be built are left for supplies.
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"So what do we do now then? We have no leads to start from, and it's not like any possible leads are going to be nearby...." Lilium asked out to everyone on the bridge. Gunther looked over at her with a mad twinkle in his eyes and stood up to speak. "Mein fraulein, are you not aware that ze white battleship belonging to the Federation is still hanging around the colony? Perhaps it would be a good idea to have a little chit-chat with them..." He spoke out about the Argama. He didn't know about the implications and effects of sending MS over to a battleship carrying civilians would have on the people on board, but it was a place to start.

"Whatever. I guess we'll go over there and ask there first. Come on Lilium." Xanavi sat up and dragged her by the hand. Regardless of if he would be fired at, he would run that risk if he could make some progress as soon as possible. "Ze P.E.S are located to the right of the hangar door!" Gunther pointed out to the two as they were walking. However his accent made it sound more like he was saying "Pies".

"The Pies...?" Lilium asked Xanavi in a confused tone. "It's his accent. What he's meaning is Pressurised External Suit. Or PES. Must be the brand of space suit for these guys..." Xanavi paused for a moment at the selection on suits before him and Lilium. All of them were covered in a heavy armor similar to Cara's, only without the bulky shoulders and a different colored visor. Some were red, gold, black, silver or green. Xanavi took the one with the blue armor and visor and put it on, while Lilium opted for a red one. The black material in between the armor form fitted to the wearers bodies.

Now then, let's see just what's underneath this cloak.... Xanavi thought and tugged at the silver cloak that had been covered his MS. The spear at the top cut through the cloak like a hot knife through butter.

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"Oh.....Wow...! A Musha Gundam....!" Xanavi was at a complete loss for words at what to say at the red Gundam. He took a step back and looked up in awe at the full sight of his MS. The mere image of a machine built in an image that seemed like a child's fantasy broke the calm and collected expression he had kept up until this moment. Even if he wasn't charging headfirst into battle, he eagerly grabbed onto the handle to pull himself and Lilium up to the cockpit.
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As the Argama was inching closer towards the Federation's asteroid base, Luna 2, people begin to stop sitting still. Despite being right around the corner, it still takes about 10 minutes for reinforcements over from Luna 2 to come if they are attacked right now. For CRADLE, 10 minutes is more than enough to sink a ship and bury its entire crew in the empty void. What Noa feared the most came true. The high power radars of the Argama detected a signal within radar range that did not belong to the Federation.

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Something sparked a far, and the spark was coming closer each second. "Captain, enemies approaching! Those are...missiles! Enemy number 2, Musai, Papua class detected!" the operator shouted, Sayla and Hayate were still trying to get use to the new machines they have under their fingers. But the enemy will not let this ship escape, because they know how dangerous the weapons on board is.

"Kuh...so they were hiding there the entire resupplying. Ship hull, 30! Avoid them! Kouzuki, can you do it?!" Noa panicked, by instinct he just shouted a random number, hoping nothing will hit. Rie nodded as she tenderly tilted the steer at a small angle. The Argama itself tilted immediately and turned a bit, avoiding the missiles perfectly, but only just barely. Noa knew this was not the end, there must be more coming. They got lucky this time, but most likely the next time it will hit. "We need to fight back, can Lieutenant Fraga's Mebius Zero go?" Noa asked.

"No way, this thing isnt even fixed yet, and its out of ammo and gas too...!!" Mu shouted back from the hanger, his unit was still under repair. Only the linear cannon was fixed right now, the MA's body was dented and burnt in various places. Mu knows even if he deploys, it will not change the situation much. This is the age of MS, an old MA like his is about time to retire.

Second wave, approaching! shouted the operator again, Noa this time did not know how to continue his command. After being avoided once, CRADLE must adjust its course. The Argama will not make it this time. However there was an incoming connection, from Gundam.

"I got this!"

Noa did not know when Allen deployed outside, but there is no other choice but to count on him again. Allen pulled the periscope over his eyes as the sights overlapped. The missiles were coming quick, but with the weapon he is using now, once the trigger is pulled, it will reach its target in an instant. So he does not need to do any counter predictions, while the computer will do everything for him. Grabbing the horizontal handle of the rifle with its metallic hand, the Gundam readied with both hands. The most advanced piece of weaponry that can be held by a MS up to this date, the Beam Rifle. "Hit!!!" Allen shouted and clicked the small black button under the joystick like control handle with his index finger. Energy charged from the nozzle and unleashed a stream of fury. The pinkish red beam smashed past the missile and forced it to explode. The explosion from one missile managed to pull and destroy the one next to it. However there was still one that continued its course to impact the Argama. "There it is!" Allen quickly readjusted his aim and fired again, destroying the other missile as well. Argama was once again unscathed.

Full Frontal seeing the amazing performances and reaction speed of the Gundam could not help but stand up. He was interested to see how would he do against that MS. "Hmph, interesting. I will go, Raul. Im leaving the command to you! Prepare my Zaku!" he ordered and floated out of the bridge.
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"Just make sure you don't do anything reckless when we go out there, OK?" Lilium asked Xanavi while she was strapping herself into the back seat. Xanavi fitted his own seatbealts and took a firm grip on the handles. None of the people on board the Radish were even half aware of what was going on with a space colony blocking all their view.

"Well, let's just hope they haven't thrown themselves into another battle and perhaps we'll be fine..." Xanavi fired up the Musha Gundam and grabbed hold of the spear weapon to make it easier to get out of the hangar. Both of them looked outside to the opposite launch pad, noticing a silver MS not like any others waiting to launch as well.

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"Oh, by the way, we're sending Cara over as an escort. We imagine they'll have some weapons on their person so we'll send someone who also has weapons on him." Thermidor explaining over the radio. Xanavi pondered at what the silver suit was. Unlike the Musha Gundam, it didn't look like it was derived from anything at all, or possibly something that was dragged in from the future, if such a thing was even possible. "What the hell is that thing...." Xanavi muttered to himself.
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