Chapter 2: "Ocean of Tears"

MAP BATTLE OVER!

TIMESKIP: + 1 Hour

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214...
2:20 AM

BGM: " Unmee no Haguruma"


Commander Massoli's Room
An hour has passed after the battle had concluded. It was humiliating for the FUSE, for the Foxes decided to spare them. However, Massoli knew that was the only thing that could prevent the death of more of her men. She reluctantly laid down on her bed, wondering what tomorrow will bring.

"Some kind of mission..." she whispered to herself. She wasn't feeling well. Massoli switched off the lamp and tried to get some sleep.

Mobile Suit Deck...

Lexine won't come out of the cockpit. She hated herself for losing so bad to that Jabongga. The engineers tried to get her out, but she responded by slamming the Nereid's fist on the carrier's deck. Thus, they left her alone.

"She's dangerous..." said one of the crew. Yet another one remarked how it was weird to have a black-ops unit just go down like that. Lexine overheard the conversation, so she opened the mobile suit door herself. She leapt to the ground, took out her knife and slit the mechanic's throat in anger. Blood splattered all over the deck as the mechanic fell down to the ground, losing blood until he died. Lexine looked at everyone with a cold stare. She gripped her combat knife and got ready to kill those who will apprehend her.

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TAKE NOTE:

Timeskip of 1 hour after the MAP BATTLE. It's 2:20 AM
No need to wait for faction leader to make a post. Everyone should be back on their respective ships.

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
Mobile Suit Deck...April 6, LC 214...
2:20 AM

Newman watched with horror-filled eyes as his mechanic was murdered before his eyes. His eyes narrowed. While he wasn't strong enough to take her on, he would be reporting her. No one killed one of his staff and got away with it.

So, marching over his office, he grabbed the phone and called the command deck.

"Bridge, do you hear me? I am calling in to inform you that that new suits pilot just killed one of my mechanics. I must insist that action is taken. I cannot allow such actions to take place in my workspace. If you will not take action, I will be forced to, and that is something I am hesitant to do."

And with that he waited. Meanwhile he opened up his desk and pulled his shotgun, in case it came to it.

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato - Takashi's Room
April 6, LC 214...
2:20 AM



A whole lot happened that took some time to fully grasp. Despite arriving on the field of battle to rescue Ayana from the grip of Death, it was completely futile. Takashi was completely overwhelmed by her death, wracked by grief and despair. He had his head hung down the whole time while holding back his tears. He briefly reminisced about the days in the academy that the four of them, being Akira, Ariah, Ayana, and himself, the times they spent together in those seemingly short two months. They got together every once in a while to hang out in the nearby city within the confines of the colony. Thinking about those cherished times made it even harder for him to hold back. Ayana was gone and nothing would ever bring her back. After virtually failing in their mission to show up the Foxes, even with the assistance of a new model mobile suit, They all escaped from the factory grounds in shame. Private Nishimura climbed out of his Suzume mobile suit and quickly walked back to his room. He stood in front of his bed for a few moments after taking out his gun and putting it on his desk. Thinking about Ayana's bright smile and how he'd never get to see it again, he collapsed on his bed face first and cried himself to sleep over the loss of his friend with his face being smothered by his pillow. This was the first time he lost someone as close to him as a friend. It was the most painful and empty feeling in the world to him.

Fortissimo's cafeteria
April 6, LC 214...
2:20 AM

Tomoya was solemnly eating a sandwich he had made. After the battle he had tried to make repairs to Jab but something had been bothering him and he couldn't focus so he had come to the mostly empty cafeteria to eat and think. He was looking down at the letter he had just written and he was wondering how to send it. He was wearing a comfortable shirt and jeans but the Moorhounds badge he had proudly worn at all times for the last two months was missing. He was nervously tapping the table wondering if he was making the right choice. if he mailed this letter he may never be able to go home.

lost in thought he failed to realize the sandwich was gone until he bit his own finger. Cursing under his breath he picked up the bulgy and heavy envelop and slid it into his pocket then grabbed a cigarette out of his other pocket and slipped it into his mouth lighting it and taking a long drag on it. He had been trying to cut down on his smoking but the stress of the day meant he needed the nicotine. So with a sigh he leaned back in his chair and enjoyed his smoke wondering what would happen next.

Zach felt the mobile come to a stop inside the ships hanger. He then watched as the suit's hatch opened slowly in front of him. Zach could feel his legs getting stiff from being stuffed behind the pilot. He quickly without thinking about the pilot or waiting for them to exit the suit their self, climbed over the seat and stood in front of the pilot. Zach looked at the pilot for a moment. "For what it is worth...Thanks for helping me out and I am deeply sorry for the lose of your comrade today."






( Aile has my permission to force hit me in her post. )

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",


Luke climbed out of his badly damaged Uesugi as quickly as possible once he and his ride got back onboard the Urutsukidoji. Taking that hit from the gundam knocked his suit's primary coolant system offline and by the time he was back on the FUSE ship he was more or less half cooked. Though the scene he saw once he got out of his Uesugi almost made him reconsider taking those next few steps out onto the carriers deck, a deck with exactly one dead engineer, a knife wielding FUSE pilot in a purple uniform, and the very same purple monster of a mobile weapon that had "intervened" in their mission.

His first instinct was to grab his pistol and his trusty stun baton as he leaped down out of the cockpit. This girl, if she was the same pilot from that abysmal Castrato mission, apparently respected the living as much as she respected the dead. Ok just like with the protesters shoot in the non-vitals and bash until they stop moving, just shoot and bash Luke, just shoot and bash.....The pilot repeated this little mantra to himself until he got a little closer to the situation.

There was something off with the girl. She had just killed somebody, but it wasn't like she was running around the hangar like a psychotic lunatic killing everyone she saw, though Luke suspected it wouldn't take much for her to do just that. No it was more like watching some wild beast being backed up into a corner, vicious, desperate, and wary. God, I hate myself. Sighing Luke approached the girl at a calm and careful pace. "Hey"

He very slowly and deliberately threw his two weapons: his gun and his stun baton, off to the side where they clanged onto the hangar floor harmlessly, but also well out of reach of the purple uniformed girl. "We're all on the same side here....one big happy FUSEY family ya know?" He then pointed his finger at his uniform, it wasn't exactly the same as Lexine's seeing as how it wasn't purple and that his was much messier and unkept but still he hoped that it would get the message across that they were both on the same side.

"Look I don't know ya and ya don't know me, but I promise ya. absolutely nobody here wants to hurt ya, ok?"

Well shit, I'm goin to die

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji"
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214
2:25 AM


BGM: "FUSE"




Thunder and lightning appeared on the sky. It seemed that bad weather was brewing. Add that to the current situation, and the FUSE gets one hell of a dramatic evening. But before the violence could escalate, somebody stepped in. It was Mr. Zachary Schneider Sr., and he had been here for almost an hour. The Emilia Guidotti had safely landed the wealthy FUSE padrino on the Urutsukidoji, and he was there exploring the base and talked to Massoli earlier. But now he came to the deck. Escorted by two guards, Schneider Sr. whistled out loud to Lexine.

"Drop the knife Lexine." Schneider warned her as he approached slowly. "If you continue to disobey me, you'll never see your dear Onii-chan, Fenix. I promised you, I'll show you where your brother is, if you behave..." Unknown to Lexine, Schneider Sr. was ready with his remote control stun device. He had a small node attached to the back of Lexine's neck prior to the mission. Should she go berserk, this was Schneider's failsafe.

(Force Hit by the way in this case, has consent from Lalionus. In fact this device is commonly used by Schneider Sr. )

Schneider pressed the button, the jolts of electricity coursing through Lexine's body. Schneider pressed again, this time a few seconds longer. He watched the poor, misguided girl get shocked repeatedly. Then, Schneider stopped after seeing Lexine suffer intense pain. "Don't fire on her. She's harmless now." the wealthy businessman told the soldiers.

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214...
2:25 AM

BGM: "Goodbye Days "


Putting on her gloves and zipping her suit up, Lexine's vision was narrowing to a tunnel... and all she could see was hate. Kill, destroy, maim, and cause pain. She had almost crossed the line, about to spring on another mechanic, until Mr. Schneider arrived. Once he mentioned Lexine's missing brother, Fenix Atenosa, she stopped. If she could love one person, it's him. Her dearest brother, whom she loved so much. She wanted to see him again, but for some reason he mysteriously disappeared the night she was visited by that old man.

Fenix was the one word that could stop her frozen in her tracks. The sweet name of her "onii-chan". She recalled a time Fenix gave her a stuffed Behemoth figure. The days they used to play knight and princess fighting that Behemoth toy. And now that toy in her mind transformed into the Nereid mobile suit. Her brother disappeared. And Schneider Sr. appeared.

"Onii-chan... where's onii-chan!?" she asked Schneider. But she didn't receive any answer. Instead she was electrocuted through a small device on her nape. Lexine tried to fight it, wanting to see Fenix again. But the voltage was amped. Lexine's 17-year old boy could not handle the immense power of the electrocution device. The thing could kill a horse, literally. However Lexine tried to hang on. Her clothes and hair were starting to smoke.


Lexine was still standing after the "pain session". When she tried to move forward, she fell down. Flat on the floor with a broken nose. She whispered, "No more, no more Sir Schneider... it hurts..." while crying.

LP: ▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ ▀ (1/10)

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214...
2:25 AM

MSL Lunar Century OST: Premonition


Defeat. Bitter Defeat, that was what was on his mind. It had been an hour since the battle. An hour since the girl in his arms Ayana died. The moment they returned to ship, Akira had not alighted from his cockpit, emotions and thoughts ran rampant both in his mind and body. The loss of Ayana and his deep hatred for the Nereid pilot who struck her unit down, what if he didn't pull Ayana out the cockpit what would become of her then? The thought gnawed at him to no end. As he was thinking he didn't realize it had already been an hour, and he still would've been lost in thought of it weren't for the sudden screams and yells.

An enemy attack inside Urutsukidoji? Impossible were the guards slacking off? Akira opened the Harlequin's Cockpit, Ayana in his arms, along with the things he brought with him earlier. What he saw was far from what he expected. The Nereid pilot just killed a harmless mechanic in cold blood.

Akira's cheeks felt warm, actually his body started to feel hot, he could feel his blood boiling. The hate growing, He lay Ayana on the catwalk infront of his harlequin slowly and gently.

"I'll be right back..."

He pulled out his MK-23 Socom Side-arm, ignoring Phuc and his talk of peace. He aimed at the girl's head, while she was hopefully distracted by phuc, determined to bring her down. He closed his right eye and aimed down the sight.

Momentary silence, as Akira concentrated then after breathing in, he pulled the trigger.

BANG!

The sound of Gunshot echoed in the air, apparently he missed. The girl dropped down with a dull thud, electrocuted badly. Akira's eyes narrowed.

Tazer...? No I didn't see anything fly by, Control Choker then?

Akira went down the catwalk cautiously and aimed the gun at the old man not so far from the downed pilot, Akira walked to the downed assailant now victim and kicked away her knife before pointing the gun at her head, ignoring what the old man announced to them.

"She just killed a crew-member...And you non-nonchalantly tell us to let her be?!" Akira retorted while his eyes moved from girl to the old man and back to the girl again. "You...You come here, like a god, destroying a downed allied unit, killing a crew member. But haven't even proved anything yet. Calling us failures when you lost to a relic! Tell me why should I let you live other than the words of an old man?! Give me a reason!" Akira shouted at the girl at his feet.

Oh how he wanted to pull the trigger badly and end it right now. Then he heard her story, coming from the old man. Brother? She was searching for her brother as well? While her brother was hidden or better yet killed by this man? Such cruel fate...Akira felt torn, but no. He held the gun now, he can't go back, He cocked it while speaking.

"Cruel fates play upon siblings...You have suffered enough, and despite all you did, I will extend you the courtesy of ending it. I will end your suffering now..."

His finger move to pull the trigger. slowly...moving.

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",


She gave out a huge sigh as she takes off her helmet the moment the Harlequin finally came to rest. She’s stressed out and exhausted, and she doesn’t want to think back of the events that had happened today. To be honest, she really just wants to head back to her quarters and spend some time thinking over what had happened.

Ayana is dead.

Even now, she still can’t get over the absolute truth. She's only known Ayana for a rather short while, but knowing the fact that she'll no longer be around was something that even Ariah cannot accept.

And then a voice snaps her out of her thoughts.

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"For what it is worth...Thanks for helping me out and I am deeply sorry for the loss of your comrade today."

Something inside Ariah snapped the moment he apologized.

This man….

She clenched her fist.

crushed Alice’s—

And suddenly, unexpectedly she punched him right in the face. Hard.

Anyone who knew Ariah would know that this was unlike her; She wasn’t the kind of person who would outright punch someone in the face without reason, especially if said person happens to be the same person they were supposed to protect. But she had a valid reason for her action, and that he was the same man who had crushed Alice’s heart four years ago, and Ariah can’t ever forgive him for it.

“That was for Aniue”

It was the only thing she says. Even the tone of her voice suggested that she dislikes him-- in fact, it almost sounded like she snarled at him. Before he could say anything, she picks up the bag* she had stored behind her earlier that day and promptly left the cockpit of her Harliquen.

Her feet had barely touched the carrier deck when she noticed the huge machine that had intervened their mission, a girl with a bloodied knife, and a dead engineer.

It didn't take long for Ariah to realize what had happened, and quickly pulled out the tonfas in her bag. The pilot wasn't doing anything at the moment, but Ariah can't take her chances; There was nothing to tell that she was going to, But Ariah knows that they need to find a way to get the girl into her senses, and Ariah would go as far as trying to stop her with force if she had to. Apparently, Luke had the same thoughts as well, as he tries to coax the girl to drop her weapon.

And then a gunshot was heard.

Ariah’s eyes widened with shock as she realized who had pulled the trigger.It’s probably a joke that she had managed to avoid the shot intended for her as she was suddenly electrocuted. She can wonder about how the girl was electrocuted, what worried her was that Akira was not acting his usual self. It was almost as if he's gone mad.

This wasn’t like him.

“AKIRA, STOP IT! Didn't you hear what he said? He’s said she's not going to do any harm anymore!” She almost screams, in hopes of trying to get him to stop his rampage, hoping that he wouldn't pull the trigger and cause another casualty in their ranks. But her words fall into deaf ears, as he voices out his anger, and as he threatens to shoot the girl.

She doesn’t have a choice left.

She suddenly bolts towards akira, readying her tonfas as Akira slowly pulls the trigger. She's against the idea of hitting her own comrade, but if it was the only way to stop his rampage.

“I’m sorry, but I have to do this-!”

she lands clean a blow straight to his guts with her tonfas, knocking him out unconscious before he can pull the trigger

* contains Her collapsible tonfas, a small hand gun, a first aid kit, and a bottle of water

•• Also got permission to knock Akira out cold

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214...
2:25 AM

His eyes narrowed, merciless as his finger moved. In a heart-beat this girl lying in front of him shall be free from fate. Fate and all it's cruelty. It was the least he could do until...

He heard a voice, a familiar one. A woman's yet strong, with authority and such bearing. This voice could only belong to one person of such standard. Ariah Lowe.

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"AKIRA, STOP IT! Didn't you hear what he said? He's said she's not going to do any harm anymore!"

As if, those words are true...she just killed innocent one... Akira thought still hell bent on wanting the girl dead, there was no difference to him. Death was the only thing in his mind.

Suddenly he heard footsteps pound hard on the ship's metallic floors. Is someone going to stop him? No. No one will stop him and his hunt for blood. For people like her who kill their own comrades. But with what he is doing, isn't he the same? A moment's hesitation, Akira failed to pull the trigger.

"Shit!" He cursed as he turned to aim the gun towards the incoming attacker.

A sharp convulting pain, Akira wanted throw up, but all he was able to throw up was nothing but his own breath of air. The pain was too strong, and her strength felt like a bull's. He dropped the gun as his hand held Ariah's arm with all his remaining strength.

"W...hy...did..you..stop...me..? Don't you understand the pain...she could still go through...don't you..understand...the pain..of losing someone...? Shouldn't there be justice..for...death..?"

Akira looked at Ariah in the eyes, with such pain and misery. Eyes lost in war and pain.

"Aria-"

Then he passed out, motionless in her arms.

Fortissimo, Aesir Foxes Ship
Shower Room
2:20 am



After the grueling battle, Angela sighed with relief. She stood beneath the warm water, a hand reaching out to a high shelf and grabbing what appeared to be a bottle of shampoo. Her eyes closed as she lathered the shampoo to her satisfaction.

"The pilot of that big mobile suit... she's a girl our age too? Her voice... seemed that way..." Angela kept thinking. But now the fact that Risa was here, back home, made her relieved. She wanted to hug her, and kiss her like she always did, but that's after she's fresh out of the shower.

What the fuck just happened here? No seriously what the fuck just happened in these last five minutes. One minute he was trying to talk down a knife happy "ally", and the next both her and that Akira kid were unconscious. The asian man's eyes shifted from Lexine's steely gray handler, to the dead body, to the unconscious pair, and then to Ariah.

"Ummmmm ya need any help with that?" Luke said pointing at Akira, "I ain't uh whattaya call em? A people doctor or anything but he ain't looking too hot......she ain't exactly doin too good either." He looked at the blonde knight, the silver haired man, and their little traitor. in a almost figgity way as if he wasn't sure what exactly one was supposed to do in this sort of situation. After all his area of expertise lied in hurting people, not helping them.

Zach eyes grew a bit wide as the girl fist impacted his right cheek. Sending him stumbling backward off the mobile suit's hatch. In his mind Zach was sure at this moment he was going to fall all the way to the hanger floor below. Likely for him one of the ship's tech crews were moving by on a lift. Zach felt his face scrap up against the side of a metal crate as he landed inside the lift. He laid there on the floor for a moment with blood running down his face. Zach stared up at the ceiling for a moment only to have his heart about stop from the sound of a man's voice. His eyes grew narrow as he pulled himself to his feet and hopped out of the lift.



Zach looked over and saw his father with a small device in his hand and a girl being shocked to death it looked like. Zach began to walk over to the man. His foot step heavy as he slightly dragged his left leg, since it was a bit sore from falling on it. As he made it up to his father he reached out and snatched the device from his hand and threw it across the room. "I see you still treat everything like it is a damn toy." Zach said with a clear undertone of hatred toward the man.

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214...


"...What happened?" Issac muttered to himself. Having just stepped down from his Cambarus, Issac noticed that a large crowd had gathered in the middle of the the hangar bay. Issac looked around, almost every mechanic and staff had abandoned their work to watch whatever spectacle was taking place in the middle of the crowd.
"Oy! Can I get some help here? My Cambarus needs maintenance." Issac called out, but none replied.
Issac gave a tired sigh, running a hand through his hair to soothe his temper.
"Hey! I'm not talking to myself here! Do I have to reprimand the entire engineering division? Oy!" Issac shouted once again. Fortunately, he had been able to catch the attention of a pair of young mechanics. The two of them peeled away from the crowd and made there way over to Issac and his Cambarus.

"Lieutenant! It's the new model's pilot!" Piped the shorter of the two mechanics.

"What? The Neried's pilot? What about him?" Issac frowned.
"It's actually a woman sir!" Replied the second mechanic, "And she's gone crazy! She just flipped out and killed one of the mechanics working on her mobile suit!"
"She killed a man just like that? Testy..." Issac smirked, "Must be that time of the month for her, heh heh~"
Niether mechanic laughed at his joke, rather they just stood their looking at Issac with blank stares. Issac gave a disappointed sigh, patting his pockets for his cigarettes. It was then that he recalled leaving his smokes back in his quarters. Issac's left eye twitched in annoyance, he'd have to deal with this situation without a calming fag to puff on.

"Right then..." Issac grumbled as he removed his helmet, "I'll see to Neried's pilot, in the mean time you two can take care of my Cambarus, she could do with a good scrub."
Issac tossed his helmet to one of the mechanics before making his way over to the crowd.
The new model's pilot killed a guy? For no reason? Issac thought to himself as he pushed his way to the front of the crowd, "Christ...is it impossible to find mobile suit pilots without some sort of mental or emotional issue?"

Having reached the front of the crowd, Issac saw what had caught the attention of everyone in the hangar bay. Before them was the dead body of a mechanic, marinating in a pool of his own blood. But that wasn't all, lying on the floor next to the corpse was a slim dark haired girl. To say that the girl was 'smoking' would not be a statement attributed to her looks, but rather a literal description. The girl was emiting dark fumes as if she had only just been lit aflame, the faint aroma of burnt hair lingering around her. The knife that lay next to her led Issac to assume that this girl was the Neried pilot that had killed the mechanic, but he had a hard time believing it. The girl couldn't have been older than 20. Lying face down on the hangar floor, Issac could hear her crying, her sobs muffled by a bloodied nose.

Issac's brow darkened into a troubled frown. Looking to his left, he recognised Private Phuc Tran, one of the pilots Issac had just been fighting alongside. Phuc seemed just as troubled by the situation as he was. Issac put a hand on Phuc's shoulder and leaned in to whisper into his ear.
"We have a delicate situation on our hands private Tran, best we get these lookie loos back to work." Issac explained, "Mind helping me to herd the sheep?"
Issac pulled away, turning his back to the Neried pilot and the corpse to face the crowd of mechanics.
"Attention!" Issac cried out, rising to his full height.
The mechanics all looked at Issac as if he was joking, some evening going so far as to snicker at the second lieutenant. Issac's eye twitched in annoyance. He was tired, hungry, and in dire need of a good smoke. He didn't have time to deal with these slack jawed idiots.

Issac noticed that someone had carelessly left a pistol and stun baton on the hangar floor next to him. Issac would have been annoyed at such negligent care of F.U.S.E. weaponry, but in this case it suited him. Issac bent over and snatched the pistol off the ground. He quickly checked to see if the chamber was loaded before flicking off the safety and pointing the gun straight up into the air.
"I said attention you fucking grease monkeys!" Issac roared, letting off two rounds in the air.
This got the crowds attention, and the mechanics slowly but surely all began to stand at attention.
"That's better....now! about all this," Issac said, motioning at the body on the floor, "The matter is going to be dealt with, but in the meantime I suggest you all get back to work! You're not being paid to stand around like a bunch of slack jawed cock-ups! That's an order!"

The crowd of mechanics began to dispearse, leaving only Issac and a handful of other people at the scene. With the crowd gone, Issac took notice of an eldery man, accompanied by a pair of muscular Neanderthals.
"The fuck are you?" Issac asked.
Issac would have inquired further as to the identity of the old man if he had not noticed a third body on the floor as well.
"The fuck is that?" Issac cried out as the absurdity of the situation escalated.
Issac recognised the third body as Akira, the young piloted who had gone berserk at the death of his fellow pilot Ayana. Issac recalled having to practically drag Akira's Harlequin back to the ship. Issac looked over to where the Harlequin now stood in the hangar, he could clearly see the marks on the machine left by the Cambarus' pincer.

The good thing was that unlike the mechanic, Akira was alive though unconscious. Issac looked up to see a blonde woman standing over Akira, in her hands were a pair of combat tonfas.
"The fuck is this?" Issac sighed, dragging a hand down his face.
It took Issac a moment to realise that the woman was Ariah lowe, the other Harlequin pilot. She had been the one that had secured the VIP.
"Private Lowe...why are you standing over Private Saio with a pair of tonfas?" Issac asked, unamused, "And why does Private Saio have a gun in his...you know what? I don't care. He's not dead, I've got more pressing matters to deal with here."

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"Ummmmm ya need any help with that?" Luke asked Ariah, pointing at Akira, "I ain't uh whattaya call em? A people doctor or anything but he ain't looking too hot......she ain't exactly doin too good either."

"Yes please, Help Private Lowe carry Private Saio to sick bay." Issac sighed, "But leave the Neried pilot for now. It has yet to be decided if she needs to be sent to brig instead of the infirmary."

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"I see you still treat everything like it is a damn toy." said a voice behind Issac.

"Now what?!" Issac snapped.
He turned around to find that the comment had not been directed at him. The man who spoke was tall and had jet black hair. He had been addressing the old man.
"Wait... you mean grandpa over here did this to the Neried pilot?" Issac asked, "And who are you for that matter? You're not in uniform, so what are you doing in my hangar?"

"Ummmmmm, Kay." Shrugging his shoulders Luke obeyed Lt. O'Ryan's orders though in a a slightly confused and bewildered way. The Lieutenant was like a hurricane, a hurricane made of sharp words and confrontationalism. He didn't really mind though, the way he figured it the farther he was away from this.....situation the better. He scratched the back of his head in mild irritation as he shambled over to the unconscious boy and threw one of Akira's arms over his shoulder.

"Hup, *sigh* his soul.....it's been weighed down by the Earth's gravity HAHAHAHAHA Just kidding! Allright c'mon Ser Ariah lets get our boy over to the infirmary. He might be a moody sunnuvabitch, but he's OUR moody SOB!"

Luke politely waited for Ariah to finish any buisiness she might have had to tie up here before moving forward.

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214...

Newman growled as he waited for an answer, but just then a series of bangs alerted him to the events going on outside his office and he darted out with his shotgun held in firing position just like he learned at the weapons course he was required to take before he was fit to be considered for a command position. Running out of his office, he saw the girl crying on the floor literally smoking, an older man who he recognized as Schneider Sr., a man he had dealt with because of them both dealing with mobile suits and him overseeing the unloading of them, and someone else who appeared to be related if the facial features were anything to go by, and a pilot who had been knocked out being held by another pilot who didn't seem to know what to do.

Pointing his gun at the ceiling, he fired off a round, pumped it, and brought it to rest in front of him both hands on the weapon. Thankfully whoever had shouted earlier had gotten the mechanics to leave but that still left the others.

"I'll thank you to remember where you all are. This is MY hangar, and I won't have you brats messing it up more than you have already." He turned to look at Isaac, "And you, mind who you're talking to! That is Mr. Schneider Sr! A major backer of FUSE. You would do well to watch what you say. And as for this girl, Mr. Schneider, I must ask that you remove her immediately, I cannot have such disruptions in my workspace, it makes it hard to get things done and I already have an Uesugi to fix up. Please don't wait to long to do that. And as for the rest of you, clear out! I don't need you here!"

And with that he proceeded to call in the burliest engineers under him and told them to remove them from the hangar. Mr. Schneider was of course asked if he wanted to leave as he really didn't have any say in what he did.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t allow another casualty to happen”


She watches as his consciousness begins to fade, and he slumps into her arms. Really, she didn’t know what brought her into the right mind to knock him out. It was not like she wanted to do it , or if she had other methods to begin with, but she’s already stressed out, and there was no way she was going to let this shit storm escalate. She brings out a heavy sigh as she looks at Akira’s now unconscious form.

To think that he was a completely different person before the battle began.

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"Ummmmm ya need any help with that?"

Phuc’s and Issac’s conversation brought Ariah’s attention to her fellow comrades. Realizing that she might need his help carrying Akira to the medical ward, She gives phuc a small nod as he comes forward to help her carry him to the ward.

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"Hup, *sigh* his soul.....it's been weighed down by the Earth's gravity HAHAHAHAHA Just kidding! Allright c'mon Ser Ariah lets get our boy over to the infirmary. He might be a moody sunnuvabitch, but he's OUR moody SOB!"

She can’t help but bring out a small smile, despite the gravity of the situation earlier, Akira was still a dear comrade of theirs, and comrades look out for each other.

“Shall we get going then , Luke?”

Luke nodded with a small if somewhat bitter smile on his face. It wasn't as if this was bitching about having to drag an unconscious man all the way across the carrier to the ridiculously out of the way infirmary. No, something just didn't feel right. Well maybe it was just the dead body that had been slowly rotting in the background during thise whole clusterfuck of a situation. He offered up a small prayer to the dead engineer's soul as he began to leave with Akira and Ariah.

"Yes sir! Lets get our boy some help! A nice warm bed and some second rate medical care might be just what he needs."

Despite his cheerful words Luke suspected it would take much much more than some rest to help Akira reecover, if he ever did. Still he was a valued squadmate and Luke silently made a vow to help the boy through this.

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji",
April 6, LC 214...

"Hold on you two, I'm coming with," Issac called out as he caught up with Ariah and Luke, "I'm worried about Akira so I'll tag along."
Though Issac's concern was genuine, it was more that he simply wanted an excuse to leave the hangar. He thought that he might be able to pull rank and sort things out, but you can't really argue with a man with a shotgun. Anyhow, it suited Issac just fine. It was exhausting, giving orders like that, and he was keen on getting some much needed R&R. Maybe he could snag a quick nap on an empty bed in sick bay.

Issac gave a quick glance to schnieder Jr. and Sr. as he passed them. Military hierarchy was already a pain to deal with, to think that soldiers now had to bow their heads to corporate backers made Issac's eye twitch in annoyance. He looked down at the Neried pilot, still quivering on the floor. It awoken something strangely paternal in Issac, such that he almost wanted to just drop down next to her, rub her back and ask if she was allright. Issac's gaze then shifted over to the dead body of the mechanic, and what little sympathy he had dried up. Sure the girl was cute, and nothing tugged at Issac's heart strings like a young lady in distress, but the fact could not be ignored that she had taken the life of an innocent man in cold blood.

To murder a comrade was no small matter, and had she been anyone else Issac would have seen her court marshalled and executed. He would get no pleasure from dealing such a punishment, but such was military law. Alas, the girl wasn't just anyone. She was a special ops mobile suit pilot and from the looks of things, she has some sort of connection to Mr. Scrooge McDuck, aka Schnieder Sr. over there. Though the oldman had practically just fried the girls brains, Issac doubted that she would be killed as long as she was still of some use to Schnieder Sr.

"...Let's go," Issac said as he ushered Ariah and Luke out of the hangar, Luke carrying a limp Akira in his arms.
"Sorry about all that," Issac added, nodding to both Luke and Ariah, "Not exactly the best of circumstances to meet. I don't think I introduced my self properly, I'm Second Lieutenant Issac Fintan O'Ryan. I just transferred to Massoli's command from the 151st Space Mobile suit squadron. I gotta say, despite the situation, you both held up pretty well as pilots back on that MS Facility. I was impressed~"

FUSE MS Carrier ''Urutsukidoji"
Near the Marine Facility Castrato
April 6, LC 214





Schneider looked on. His own son, Zachary Jr., took out the remote control from his grasp. He remained still, feet planted firmly on the floor even when his own son was asking him something. "I'm surprised you're still alive. I thought you were dead. Stabbed to death by some robbers in a dark alley, or ran over by a ten-wheeler truck. Coincidence that you're here too. Just proves that bad grass doesn't die easily..." the old man spoke, his tone was cold and obviously not caring at all for his own son. Schneider raised two fingers in the sky. Three armed men rushed to his side, one taking Lexine, while the two had assault rifles pointed at Sieg.

"You're trash. Ruined the good name of the family..." Schneider again, said hurtful words to his own flesh and blood. "You're not my son. I don't have losers in my blood. Now, stay out of this or else, I'll have you killed..." the wealthy businessman told Sieg.

Zach's right eyebrow raised and began to twitch as his father spoke. He balled his hands up as he slowly began to drift into his own thoughts. He thought about pulling one of his knifes and cutting the old man's neck right there and now, and then he realized it had been about four years since he had last been in the same room as this man. This man his father, the person that had somehow managed to help bring him into the world, but yet Zach hated him for many reasons. Mainly because of the death grip the man had placed on controlling his life up until he left for the military and even when he got home after the war. His father's words from the past rang out in his mind

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WHORE! SHE WAS A WHORE!

That the old man had said to him after learning about what had happened between him and Rae. Zach ground his teeth together as he drifted back into the real world just in time to hear his father finish speaking.

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"You're not my son. I don't have losers in my blood. Now, stay out of this or else, I'll have you killed..."

Zach stepped up into the face as stared him in the eyes. "You would kill you pet project? I find that hard to believe.....SIR." Zach said

FUSE Carrier Urutsukidoji

Hallway

April , 6, LC 214

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"Not exactly the best of circumstances to meet. I don't think I introduced my self properly, I'm Second Lieutenant Issac Fintan O'Ryan. I just transferred to Massoli's command from the 151st Space Mobile suit squadron. I gotta say, despite the situation, you both held up pretty well as pilots back on that MS Facility. I was impressed~"

Luke turned his head toward Isaac and offered him a friendly if somewhat curt nod of the head. "Nice to meetcha Lieutenant. The name's Phuc Tran, most people cal me Luke. I was with the 13th Kittyhawk provin ground aggressors, and more recently the 5th Guard Corps. I wouldn't exactly define gettin my MS knocked onto its ass as 'holdin up pretty well', but i'm still alive and kicking unlike poor Toki-"

The pilot cut himself off, he was surprised at that to be honest. He didn't expect the loss of Tokimiya to affect him overly much. He wasn't particularily close to her, but she had always been polite and nice to him and the rest of the guards. The realization that she simply would not be around anymore hit him harder than he was comfortable with. He coughed, more of an attempt to clear his throat of his gaffe rather than any phlegm or irritation.

"Well anyways that's me. The person of lordly calibur over there" he said nodding his head at Ariah, "is our resident knight, Ser Ariah. I'll leave the rest of her introduction to her though."

FUSE Carrier Urutsukidoji
Hallway
April , 6, LC 214




Ariah pouts a little as Luke points to her “I may be a ‘knight’ based on my ideals Phuc..But I do believe you might have perhaps made a bit of an overstatement? I don't think I'm one that exhibits such an aura that you say I might” She says, a little flustered over the comment.


“Either way, I shall introduce myself as well. Private Ariah Lowe, I was with the 160^th mobile suit division prior to being reassigned here. It's a pleasure to meet you Lieutenant O’Ryan , I do look forward to being able to participate in future missions with you ” She pauses a little “Though, I don’t think I’ve done anything that defines 'holding up pretty well'– In fact I don’t think I’ve contributed worth mentioning at all during the mission.”