<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/08/7c/2e/087c2ed57bb840c880860b5ffc527b38.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gouf Custom<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gundam Academy, Colosseum .<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open,<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>training.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A week had passed since the girls encounter with X in Nice. It was perhaps one of the most difficult battles of their lives, and a real eye opener to how a fight could go. No one came from that fight without a scratch. It is unknown what happened to X, and the rest of her troop once the fight had been concluded and they were taken into UN custody. Many of the girls hoped that they could be helped. However, the Mission was deemed a success as it was demonstrated that Gundam Girls could indeed, and are willing, to Police their own.<br/><br/>The first rays of the morning sun would slowly crest over the distant horizon to begin a new day. Golden rays of sunshine bathed the buildings of GA causing them to sparkle like polished gems. Revealing many of the Academy's denizens were already up and about. Some at the Track running laps. Others milling about on their way to breakfast, or other forms of training. Some simply rushing to meet up with friends before classes start promptly at 0900hr. For one class rep, she was where anyone that knew her would know her to be. At the Colosseum.<br/><br/>the muffled sound of gunfire, explosions, and physical exertion could be just barely heard through the reinforced walls of one of the myriad of training rooms that lined the basement floors of the Training Hall. Gouf was dashing between points of cover, using her thrusters for extra burst of speed as she was coming under constant fire from simulated enemy units. Mostly Federation GM suits. However she programmed the computer to throw in other types of Mobile suits to trip her up. The intent was to make her more adaptable to the changing battlefield. Sweat beaded across her brow and dampened her hair as she discarded the now spent gatling cannon that was mounted to her shield. A quick peek over the broken wall nearly saw her end as a bullet struck close to her position.<br/><br/>Gouf would take a moment to think back on the Fight she had with X. She was incredibly strong, and intelligent. Regardless of her size. She coordinated with her followers well. a true leader. Gouf would admit that she was a bit jealous of that. She always considered herself a failure as a mobile suit cause the Zeons chose the DOM suit over her. Granted, the DOMs didn't last long before the Gelgoogs took over. So in Hindsight, Zaku and her sisters were probably the most successful Mobile suit design of the war considering there were dozens of variants made. Hell, the Federation used Design elements of the Zaku well past the OYW with the Hyzacks.<br/><br/>Another close hit would bring Gouf back from her revere and she hissed a bit when she realized she was getting distracted. Something that has been happening more and more as of late. With a growl she drew her sword, the blade quickly glowing red hot. Steeling her nerves she threw herself over the broken way and charged her enemy head on. A blood curdling battle cry ripping from her lungs as she charged forward unflinching in the face of her own annihilation.