Firing his thrusters to evade the beam fire with a roll, Takeshi grinned when he saw Ginga prepare his cannon.<span style="font-style: italic">'That cannon of his has a lot of firepower, and he basically turned the entire model into a ballistic missile. But when he's using the cannon?'</span>The Crossbones Dream's thrusters already shifted to boost out of the way of the shot.<span style="font-style: italic">'He has to stop for that, and he can't move immediately after firing! So this is my chance to close in!'</span>As soon as he thought that however, literally the instant before his thrusters fired, the mechanical voice declared the battle was cancelled. "Eh?" He blinked in surprise, watching as the particles dispersed and his gunpla fell back to the surface of the deck.<br/>As Ginga tried, and kind of failed, to tear into Arata about it, all he could really do was let out a huff of his own as his bro explained his reasoning. At the same time, he grabbed his gunpla and looked it over. Grinning, he nodded at it. It's first fight was a success, everything's working alright. Granted, the slight nick in its 'cheek' where a beam grazed it will have to be fixed, but oh well, what can you do? His musings were interrupted by Ginga's declaration, his very cheesy and very much straight out of a shounen series declaration. A grin started to spread, well one shounen as hell line deserved another, now didn't it? "Indeed! A fighter speaks with their fists, through battle, and as such I can tell you and I are kindred spirits! Together, we'll make dreams and fantasy into reality!" At this point, it was pretty clear that if they kept this up... They would be fucking with Arata.