<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9370db">Millard would be lying to himself if he didn't quirk an eyebrow at the surprisingly attractive voice of Ensign Walker. However he didn't let it distract him for too long as he stepped forward, offering the GM cover while she reloaded. His eyes flicked at both the Jager and the Marine, and offered some cover fire while making sure that the two mobile suits did not have a chance to fire back on them. <br/>
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As Eliza's radio signal played through his cockpit, he nodded for a moment before replying, "Four total, is it? They can't be here for more than reconnaissance I'd imagine then..." But that does make me wonder, just what are the Corsairs up to this close to the moon?, Millard thought to himself. <br/>
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The fight dragged on, with few shots making contact with the units. Having one Zeon force up against a matching EF elite team proved for an incredibly engaging standoff. Millard's heart began to beat faster and faster, a grin of amusement couldn't help but crawl up his face. The sense of adrenaline filling his entire body was giving him the greatest rush.  However as the battle heated up even more, the Gelgoogs both suddenly turned around, and with full thrusters retreated in a rush. Before he could even swear to himself, the Powered GM had already rushed after them. "W-Damn it...!" With a push of the throttle, he hurried after Eliza, and the Zeon suits as well. <br/>
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