Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam
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				Title: <strong>Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 07:00:01</strong>
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				G Gundam Intro (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gyzPTE7fDxU#)<br><br>Future Century 160.<br><br>Countless shimmering objects tore through space like shooting stars, shining brighter than stars in the evening sky of the red planet. Their cities well-protected from the incoming lights by gargantuan domes of space-age glass and titanium, Martian settlers from all over came out to watch the spectacle as the objects broke through the atmosphere and dispersed into dozens of different directions, igniting the sky briefly as they passed before disappearing over the horizon. They felt not only safe with these newcomers to the planet they had colonized, but excited! After all, this year, the year of the 38th Gundam Fight, was going to mean a new day for their world!<br><br>It was easy to see why anyone could get excited about the Gundam Fight, even if they were a colonist; every four years, the countries of Earth would send a warrior of their choice to spend a whole year in battle, and the winner was declared the leader of world politics for the next four years! Absurd as it sounded at first, the Gundam Fight grew to be an event of patriotic fervor several times that of the old Olympics, and has since prevented a single international war for a century and half!<br><br>Not to say there haven't been problems with dissenters. Everyone knows the story of the Devil Gundam; a former Gundam Fight champion and leader of the infamous Shuffle Alliance martial arts clan, Master Asia, turned to a genocidal madman upon seeing the utter destruction the Gundam Fight was causing to the face of the once beautiful Earth. The leaders of the nations had long since taken off in spacebound colonies and no longer saw the effects of their little proxy-war game, but once Master Asia's actions had drawn the public's attention to Earth's plight, they relocated back to the homeworld and decided to seek out a new site for the Gundam Fight battleground.&nbsp; It was then that all eyes went to the neighboring planet, Mars.<br><br>Less than a year after the 13th Gundam Fight where the Devil Gundam had surfaced, work to turn Mars into a new, habitable battlefield for the all-important Fight began, though it was some 90 years before the world was habitable enough to have its own oxygen atmosphere. Once it did, though, the countries wasted no time in hosting the 36th Gundam Fight as the first amidst the growing Martian terraforming colonies. While the colonial cities weren't exactly well-protected enough in the early days, the public still saw the 36th Fight as a success: there was a significantly smaller population for the mobile suit clashes to cause problems for, and the environment on the red planet was still mostly artificial, anyway, so any damage was easily repaired. <br><br>But history is just history. It was now F.C. 160, on the eve of the 38th Gundam Fight, and the both the Martian colonists and the Fighters themselves were watching the Gundam carriers descending to the planet in a blaze of glory, though from completely different vantage points. To prevent early hostilities, the Fighters spent the night before opening day in the Flame of Unity, (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/msgundam/pegasus.jpg) a small satellite station outfitted like a five-star hotel so each nation could pamper its chosen warrior before they went off to battle. With luxurious rooms, a massive lobby area with multiple viewing decks, a variety of servants, and even a mobile suit combat simulation so the Fighters could get in some last-minute practice (against virtual opponents or real ones), the station was one last treat for the champions to remind them all of the lifestyle they would have forever if they brought home the victory.<br><br>One of the first to step out of his room and head over to a viewing deck to watch the show was a man in his mid-twenties (http://astwinds.pagesperso-orange.fr/fonds%20ecran/galerie%201/tekken_4_009.jpg) with black hair and sharp features, though the hood of his purple jacket was pulled up to cover both of those. As he leaned on the railing to look out the glass, he wore a look on his face that made him seem more interested in what was to come than what he was currently looking out at.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-01-2012, 05:01:20</strong>
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				A Young blonde girl (http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m200/neo_queen_serentiy/Anime%20Girls/Modern%20Anime%20girls/routes001_1.jpg) who looked to be just old enough to be an adult made her way through the halls of this rather luxurious ship. She had heard on the trip over here by her escort that this vessel was actually a re-purposed war ship from the old ages that was now simply a space station rather then an instrument of war. Apparently, the Flame of Unity was a top line carrier back when it first rolled off the assembly line, and the size most certainly showed as each and every Gundam fighter had their own personal suite. Still, as Cecilia walked along the halls and felt the cold steel that lined the entirety of the ship, she couldn't help but be reminded that this ship was originally created with the intent of taking lives... much like the Mobile Suits themselves, the Gundams... She remembered how a long time ago, there was a great war among the earth countries, and the Gundam was a bran new, top of the line unit that ended up being the deciding factor of the war... The Gundam became a symbol, an symbol that peace could be achieved even in the heat of battle.<br><br>And that was where the Gundam fight began. What better symbolism for peace through violence could a person possibly hope for besides the use of the Gundam itself?<br><br>The memories made her smile a tiny bit, even though she was in a bit of a down mood. She didn't have a whole lot of time to recover from the events of the last few months before she was thrust into a world that she never thought that she would become a part of. Now she was expected to be a Gundam Fighter? She was expected to win? She was feeling a bit down, like this entire ship was meant for somebody else, and she was an alien in it's halls.<br><br>She sighed softly, as she had hoped that her walk would provide her with at least a little bit of solace.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>10-01-2012, 05:52:11</strong>
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				"Whirr---click! Messege for young Mistress!"<br><br>As the chirpy sound filled the cockpit of the shuttle taking a young, well-dressed girl to the Flame of Unity, a young female answered. Answering it, Katyua (http://www.gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=110940 (http://www.gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=110940)) sighed. Another messege from her mother and sisters, wishing her luck in the upcoming fights. Another messege reminding her of what she was not and would never be. She answered with a hollow reply, an "I love you." and she hung up. <br><br>Katyua was no fighter. She wasn't much interested in robots as a child, expecting to follow her sisters' pattern: marry, settle, relax. But when her father was arrested and killed...she knew her mother wanted her to become pilot in his place. And when her country spoke, she had no choice. With misgivings, worry and bother, she looked up as Flame of Unity came into view and soon, she was docked.<br><br>Emerging, a butler by her side, she looked around. She hadn't wanted any special treatment but her mother had insisted, reminding her that once fighting started, she'd have no more of it. And rightly so. She was somewhat spoiled after all.<br><br>"...but what am I doing here...? I can't win." She thought miserably as she began walking, dragging her bag behind her. this looked to be a long period in her life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 05:13:17</strong>
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				"...no, I don't need anything else," Audra (http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/4758-373878465.jpg) gave an exasperated sigh. The coffee table of her room was piled with various care-package baskets filled with things she really didn't need. Or want. She pulled at her short red tipped hair, feeling like she could easily tear piece of it out with the way this conversation was going. "Papa! I'm a soldier, not a princess that needs to be doted on. If you want to send something to help me, chocolates and wine aren't what I need! You could have sent me to Mars with a finished gundam for one thing!" <br><br>She shook her head at the response, taking to her usual habit of having her hand mimic her father's lips as he spoke to her. Honestly... Eventually Audra would simply hang up on her father, Neo-France's ambassador. Turning her phone off, she tucked it into a jeans pocket and promptly left the confines of her stuffy room. There was nothing wrong with the room; it was spacious and reminiscent of many five-star hotels she had stayed in with her father during visiting to other countries. Of course that was part of problem...it felt stuffy because of it. Give this woman sleeping quarters in the barracks any day!&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Audra inserted her set of ear buds and turned up the volume on her music player. She began to wander the Flame of Unity swaying her shoulder from side to side to the beat of electronic bass. This was her idea of luxury right there; Audra wouldn't have been able to do this on the ship she was stationed before she was spirited away to be a pilot for the upcoming Gundam Fight.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 14:42:56</strong>
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				Having continued watching the display of lights until the last of the carriers had touched down on the planet surface, Kuroda smiled and turned around to see a handful of others had come out to walk the halls and explore the ship. A few of them were younger like himself, so he expected a lot of first-timers this year, which made him feel better about his chances. Hopefully his experience with real battle would pull him through to victory against the newbies. For the veterans, he had to rely on the skills of his trusty engineer, who was already down on the planet getting the Break Gundam ready to go.<br><br>Never really one to gloat, the Neo New Zealand pilot decided it might be worth talking to some of the other pilots, even if just to see what he could learn about the competition. The first he took note of was a nearby brunette girl with red tips to her hair, but he saw she had ear buds in and decided not to interrupt her. Whether she saw him taking note of her was another story, though.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 18:02:20</strong>
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				If it weren't for the display of lights, Audra might have been closing her eyes and getting completely lost in her music. Unfortunately the lights didn't exactly match up to the beat of the song she was listening to. The descent of the ships made her wonder how the engineers were going to pull off completing and installing a certain set of systems and drives before her first round of combat. Unlikely was her assessment...she'd just have to rely on her skills and make the most out of her current equipment. <br><br>Audra felt eyes on her and turned to see who had been staring. Several other pilots were strolling about the halls now, but there was one in particular that had caught her eye and was looking right at her. The man had a purple hood covering most of his features, so Audra couldn't get a good look of his face. Popping out her ear buds, Audra placed them in a pocket on her half-coat and switched off her music. Smirking, Audra placed a hand on her hip and asked, "Can I help you?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 19:26:22</strong>
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				Kuroda smirked in return as he heard the woman's voice, now able to peg her as one of the competitors he would have to watch out for. "You must be Neo France," he stated in the manner in which Gundam Fighters often addressed each other, leaning back against the railing of the observation deck. The major countries like Britain, France, and America usually had some of the toughest competitors, though there were always those warriors that came out of the smaller to take the gold. He hoped to be one of those. "I thought your country usually chose knights and the like to be their representatives."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 23:45:03</strong>
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				"Who says I'm not a knight?" Audra returned, more amused than offended. Strictly speaking though she didn't exactly have a strong claim toward nobility, but it didn't make her any less of a soldier. "From your speak, I'd wager you to be an American...but you're not Neo-American's pilot." As an ambassador's daughter Audra became familiar with a wide variety of speech patterns, but she knew better to assume an American was from America; she'd met quite a number of ex-patriots throughout various countries. "Even if I'm not, the people now prefer a more realistic representation of their country. Being a knight isn't always about being a social paragon...their point was to do battle." <br><br>She had a feeling he might be representing a smaller country, but Audra wasn't so arrogant to assume she had an inherent advantage over the man. Taking a moment to size him up, Audra could tell that he wasn't a green horn of a pilot, that he's seen some action himself, just like her. Besides, her gundam, as it stood now, was incomplete. She would have to take every fight seriously. <br><br>Extending a hand then, she introduced herself. "Audra Garnir. Nice to meet you, Monsieur..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 01:56:16</strong>
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				"Well, you're right about that much," Kuroda said without specifying which of her comments he was referring to, then stepping forward and shaking her hand with the respect any proper Gundam Fight competitor should show to another. "Kuroda Glasson. I'm stepping in to fight for Neo New Zealand, since they haven't had much luck finding a strong pilot of their own this year. That and Neo America already had someone they were specially training for this year, plus that government isn't all too fond of me anymore."<br><br>He took a step back after he was done shaking her hand, pulling his hood down since it was probably considered rude to have it up during a conversation. "Shame to hear your people don't care so much for the chivalrous knight stuff anymore, though. George de Sand was all about handling strength with honor and integrity."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 06:08:28</strong>
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				When Kuroda lowered his hood, Audra was able to get a clearer look of his features, sharp and intense she thought, even if he might have been likely relaxed now. Shrugging at his assessment of her people's shift in paradigms, Audra replied, "George de Sand was a hero of another age. No doubt his accomplishment and his adherence to honor are awe-inspiring and no less heroic. Count me as a fan of his. But times change and with that expectations. Honor before reason can make things problematic."<br><br>She leaned against the wall then, keeping her stance quite guarded, though ultimately relaxed. Looking up at Kuroda, Audra asked, "You say the Americans aren't too fond of you. Care to indulge a lady's curiosity?" She found it interesting to say the least that he was fighting for Neo New Zealand...and he sounded quite sure of himself as well. Then again, they were going to participate in a Gundam Fight; the competitors wouldn't be here unless they were the cream of the crop.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 06:58:29</strong>
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				Kuroda leaned back against the railing himself while how Audra still seemed fairly guarded. He wondered to himself if it was a natural reaction to a competitor, if she didn't trust the way he looked, or if that was just her nature, or maybe all three. Women were always harder to read. "Sorry, most of it's stuff I don't really want to get into. Suffice to say, they had some problems with me leaving the military to work for myself, and our working relationship hasn't gotten much better since then. I haven't been trying to be their enemy or anything, they just don't like me being around."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 08:38:05</strong>
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				"I apologize for prying," Audra says, though with the smile still on her face it's hard to tell whether or not she actually feels bad. She didn't. "Well I wish you the best of luck in your fights, Monsieur Glasson. Maybe we'll meet each other on the battlefield." Audra pushed off from the railing then. She didn't have any problem being friendly, though she wasn't exactly in this to make friends; if it were up to her, Audra wouldn't have been chosen to represent Neo-France at all. <br><br>If Kuroda didn't have anything else to say or talk about with her, the red-tipped brunette was already popping back in her ear buds and taking off down the hall, just like before their conversation.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 17:41:07</strong>
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				"No need to apologize," Kuroda replied, not all that offended even if she didn't really feel bad. Opponents were opponents, after all, and he didn't expect her to be fully polite to him, even if she was capable of such a thing. "Good luck yourself," he said just before she put her earbuds back in and disappeared. Deciding hanging around the empty observation deck wouldn't get anything else done, he then pushed off the railing and started heading down one of the hallways himself, hoping to end up at the simulator so he could get some last-minute practice in. That or the local cafe so he could get a sandwich. Either one worked for him. <br><br>Behind him, a woman (http://media.otakuzone.com/store/user/194606/T1305156929966f880c409c3009189e5a3d3d99ef78b1.jpg) in dark clothes, who had gone unseen in the shadowy corner of the observation deck until now, stepped out and watched as he himself departed down the hall. In the next instant, she was gone as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 02:32:28</strong>
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				It did not take long for Katuya to find her room. "Please, unpack some of my things." Sighing, she turned and left as the butler got to work. Eyes closed, the young pilot wandered the halls. Half-exploring, she saw the training simulator and marked its location; she'd have to hit it hard later if she was to have any chance to suceed here. It hit home, as she walked, that she wasnt welcome here. She was a newbie, never having really piloted a robot before. True, she knew how one worked inside and out, but that was no comfort to her.<br><br>"...why me? Why?" She moaned softly as she walked. She didn't have a friend in the world here and contacting them was going to be challenging. Not to mention, when this thing started...she bit her lip as she looked down. Blinking back tears, she wasn't looking where she was going when she walked torwards Cecilia...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 02:38:52</strong>
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				Cecilia was actually in a similar line of thought as Katyua, though she wasn't quite so self indulged about it. In her mind she was wondering about what would possess them to send a pacifist girl like her into a battlefield like this, though she knew that she couldn't afford to show fear and hesitation despite her inexperience. Her father was counting on her, and her brother was watching over her... she had to at least pretend that she was strong, if only to hold up the dignity of her country.<br><br>Her head was in the clouds, and as a result, there was a small nudge of the shoulders between her and the brunette korean girl as they passed each other in the halls. Cecilia turned towards Katyua with a brief glance of surprise. "Pardon me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 02:44:46</strong>
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				Katuya had been lost in her thoughts before she bumped into Cecilia. <em>What if Father hadn't died? Would he have made it so I wouldn't be here...? I wish that was the case...</em> Obsessed with her thoughts, she bumped into Cecilia. The nudge almost didn't shake her from her depressed state, but it did alert her when she heard Cecilia say what she did.<br><br>"Excuse me..." Softly, Katuya bowed as she had been taught, turning back to Cecilia. She smiled softly, a weak one, trying to appear happy on the outside...even if she wasn't inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 02:54:02</strong>
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				<em>"Forced smiles are always the most painful ones to wear..."</em> Cecilia mused that thought to herself, as she gave Katuya a more compassionate and genuinely kindhearted gaze when the korean turned back towards her. Despite her rather soft demeanor, Cecilia was actually extraordinarily resilient, it would take a lot to lock her in a permanent state of depression. Of course she could get sad, she just recovered from it faster then most people would expect from just looking at her.<br><br>that meant that, by the time that Katuya was trying to force a weak smile, Cecilia was readily offering a genuine smile of her own.<br>"Oh, it's not a problem..."<br><br>She wanted to help, of course she did... Cecilia always loved helping people.<br>"Are you new here too? I hope you don't take it as an insult when I say that you don't seem like much of a fighter, either." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 02:58:21</strong>
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				<em>How in the world...is it THAT obvious? Of course it is.</em><br><br>The smile on Katuya's face only grew more pained. But she nodded. "I'm not a fighter at all. A mechanic, maybe, but not a fighter...." Why did she admit that!?! This girl was an enemy...Katuya also seemed stuck in that rut as well. "And I do apologize. I should have been looking..." She laughed weakly, softly, but an improvement from her earlier mood. "I'm new here...and you don't seem new...are you?" She tilted her head curiously. She also seemed curious about WHO this girl was...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 03:02:04</strong>
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				Cecilia shook her head gently when Katuya's face grew more pained, only to then lighten up a few moments later when she said that she was a mechanic rather then a fighter. "Oh, believe me, I completely understand. This isn't just my first gundam fight, honestly, this is really the first time I've ever battled in anything... outside of a single month of training..." She paused for a moment before she took a small step forward, offering Katuya her hand with a polite smile. "My name's Cecilia, Cecilia Stargrove."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 03:08:39</strong>
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				"....You do?" Katuya laughed softly, sounding a bit cheered. So she wasn't the only new one here. "A month is more then i really had. One day is all I've had of actual training...mostly classroom stuff." She nodded and stepped forward as well. Shyly, she tried to remember ettiquette...oh, how she wished she'd paid attention!<br><br>"My name is Katuya. katuya Hakinama." She bent forward and shook Cecilia's hand before kissing it. She didn't mean anything by the kiss, merely showing her respect for the other fighter...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 03:13:52</strong>
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				Cecilia paused, rather surprised by the fact that Katuya took the step forward to gently kiss her hand, something that the blonde had never really encountered before. She giggled uneasily before shuffling away and nodding politely. "A pleasure to meet you, Katuya." She paused before shifting her gaze away, wondering to herself what countries like hers and Katuya's could possibly be thinking, surely there had to be a better option <em>somewhere</em>, rather then just pick up blind rookies to fight for them... <br>"So where exactly were you heading towards, Katuya? If you don't mind me asking."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 03:28:33</strong>
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				"....S-sorry for that. My ettiquete skills in dealing with other countries are...not so good." Katuya realised dealing with other pilots wasn't included in her training. "W-well, indeed a pleasure to meet you." She sighed a bit. "I'm just wandering...where were you going? Anywhere interesting?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 03:32:00</strong>
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				Cecilia shook her head a moment later. "Think nothing of it, few people are able to travel to different regions of the world, even in today's day and age... As for where I was going? I suppose I was just going to try to get in a little more practice in the simulator before the actual Gundam fight began... you know... do some last minute cramming?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 03:38:09</strong>
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				<em>Sadly, it's true. Neo-Korea rarely sees people from other countries now...</em><br><br>Katuya nodded softly. "Hm. That sounds like a good idea. I could use some actual training...plus...well, I...need to learn how other fighters fight. I mean, one never knows until one fights but...until then, I could do with training." Katuya fidgeted a bit, then smiled. "Should we train together?" She tried to act innocent but her mind was slowly figuring she might, even as a spectator, learn a bit about Cecilia's fighting style
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 03:49:32</strong>
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				Cecilia nodded lightly, not aware that Katuya had more mischievous intentions in mind while she talked about training together. In her mind, Cecilia was hardly experienced enough to even be worth paying attention to, let alone observing and analyzing for a particular fighting style. "Sure, that sounds like a good idea... I think the training room was actually down this hallway, follow me."<br><br>With that, the blonde would start walking in the direction that she hoped would take the two of them to the simulation room, and much to her relief, it was only a few moments before they were standing in front of it. "Alright then, after you, Katuya."<br><br>..............................<br><br>As Kuroda started to make his way through the hallways again, he would find a blue haired woman (http://i45.tinypic.com/34iobj6.jpg) pressed up against the wall waiting for him, since she was able to predict well ahead of time that he would want to grab something to eat before too much longer. She looked up at him with a pair of serious, even rather cold eyes. "Idle talk with competitors? I guess it's true, the Gundam fight really is more of a sport then simulated war..." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 05:07:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda wasn't surprised to the blue-haired woman waiting for him with something to say. As withdrawn as she was, she always seemed to have a comment on the way he acted, at least for the very short time he had known her. She was still more or less a stranger to him at this point. "If you're right about the Arbiters having come to Mars, then I'm sure we'll get all the real war we can handle before long. The Gundam Fight just means I'm actually getting paid to fight them this time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 05:19:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel would simply glance up at him and nod. They had indeed only known each other over the course of a very brief time, though that was only really because she had needed a trip to mars, and he was already getting one. She hadn't expected him to take up her cause and fight alongside her, that particular development was rather unexpected. She supposed that she shouldn't have been surprised though, in retrospect, since Kuroda's company and the Arbiters did indeed have a tendency to clash whenever the two met. "That's right. We must remain vigilant at all times, even if they're idiotic enough to attack this station."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 05:29:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Actually, that probably wouldn't be <em>that</em> bad of an idea if they were outfitted well enough," Kuroda said while continuing to walk on down the hallway, expecting her to follow, even though normal social behavior occasionally seemed out of this woman's grasp. He didn't ask any questions, and not just because he thought he wouldn't get any answers. "I mean, all of the Gundam Fighters are on-board the ship, expect for the reigning champ, who's already down on the planet, but none of our Gundams are here, so we couldn't fight back. Then again, they say this station's battle capabilities aren't completely removed like everyone thinks..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 05:40:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel simply nodded, thinking along strategic lines, rather then care about what was socially acceptable. She was never one to care much for what other people thought, after all. "I suppose there is only one way to find out, isn't there? And we best hope that it doesn't come to that... I, for one, would prefer fighting them on an even footing..." She paused, watching him for a moment before she simply decided to follow behind him. "I have to compliment this station's security measures though, we were lucky that they even allowed me access to the ship at all... and even then they had to make sure I wasn't smuggling any weapons..."<br><br>She shut her eyes to muse to herself for a moment about how they had made sure she wasn't carrying any guns, but in Isabel's case, her entire body was a weapon, though they couldn't quite account for that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 05:59:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda chuckled as he thought back on how long the process of getting Isabel aboard the ship had been, as if she could possibly cause that much damage on a ship filled with the finest warriors in the world. "You have to admit, it probably seems suspect that a Gundam Fighter would have need for a bodyguard. And when you're not officially signed on with the country's support staff, they have to wonder who's rules you're operating under." It then struck him that neither did he, and he was really only going on her word that the Arbiters had gone to Mars. He believed her, though, and he would help her in her fight against whatever was coming. He knew a man like the Arbiters' leader wouldn't just jump planets without something major being in the works...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 06:17:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel simply nodded, though of course Kuroda would question just how much damage she could really do on her own, he didn't actually know all that much about her outside of her name and that she had information on the Arbiters of Death, the most ruthless band of pirates- no- intergalactic mass murderers would be a better term for them. Glasson Logistics had several run-ins with them in the past, and they had always ended messy for both sides. Regardless, she had never told Kuroda about her talents, her abilities... she never told him just how dangerous she actually was. "They likely suspected that you were trying to bring a woman on board for a different reason entirely, judging from the looks they gave me when I told them I was your bodyguard..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 06:37:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda laughed a bit again as she brought that up, which was something he had noticed as well. "No kidding. I thought they weren't going to let you on because of that alone, but I guess they couldn't really prove anything even if there was anything to prove." Arriving at the cafe, he took a seat at a table against one of the walls and punched in the order for the sandwich he wanted without taking long to think about it at all. The cafe was currently empty except for them and a couple other Fighters who didn't acknowledge their presence.<br><br>"If Abram and his men are already on the surface, though, it shouldn't take long to find out where. I have my best man down there already searching the cities and seeing what he can find out. If we're lucky we'll get in contact with my old employee, John, too. He's a bodyguard now for the Martian governor, so he might be able to help us out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 06:47:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel simply shrugged impartially, picking up a sandwich of her own and following him over to whichever booth or seat he wanted to plop the two of them down at. "That sounds about right. I imagine he's too busy trying to get his forces ready, perhaps attack a few crews while the Gundam Fighters are all still up here. It depends, honestly, but there isn't anything we can do about it now... All we can really do is place faith in those people of yours, that they'll be able to defend themselves should Keller and his people start knocking..."<br><br>She took a bite out of it, not much caring about the taste as much as she did the nutrition facts. She needed to be in paramount physical condition, or both her role in the upcoming battle, as well as her very reason for living, would both be compromised.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 07:04:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shook his head, unaware of her reasoning behind her choice of meal, or whatever background led her to think that way. He, on the hand, simply ordered what he thought sounded particularly delicious, since most of his fitness came from combat and training anyway. "Don't worry, I trust my people to keep themselves alive, but I don't think they're going to get attacked before we go down there ourselves tomorrow. Keller's more likely to raze a local colony or attack a defenseless supply freighter or something," he said with disgust, trying his best not to think about all of the innocent blood he had seen spilled on account of the Arbiters. It was amazing that, after all this time, he still had yet to figure out what their motivation was to do all this.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 07:10:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel would merely shrug at that point, focusing on her meal for a little bit longer before she spoke again. "I guess that only time will tell, honestly..." She paused for a moment, taking another bite before she continued speaking. "Judging from the way they looked at me before, they didn't seem to trust me all that much... can't say I blame them though." It wasn't every day that a woman like her just showed up out of the blue, stating that she wanted an escort to mars in order to fight the arbiters. Besides, it wasn't like she had done anything up until this point to win over their trust, so she could understand their thought process, and even mildly respect them for it, even though she was the one that was being shunned.<br><br>It didn't really matter to her though, people's opinions rarely did.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 14:26:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shook his head and smiled at her after taking another bite of his own sandwich. "Give them time. It's hard to remain trusting when you work in our business, doubly so when your company just went under and everyone you called your closest friends jumped ship at the first sign of a problem." Turning sideways in the booth, he leaned back against the wall to relax and looked up at the ceiling. "You have to keep in mind that they're probably scared, too. They're not sure we can take on the Arbiters when it's just the four of us, even with a country's backing, and it wouldn't be above Keller to send one of his own to tell us to head to Mars and set us up for an ambush."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 14:30:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"mm, hmm..." Isabel would pause for a few moments at that, nodding lightly while he explained why his people weren't so willing to trust Isabel right off the bat. "So then what makes you so willing to place your trust in me? You're not worried that I am indeed an agent for the Arbiters?" Of course, the notion itself was outrageous in Isabel's mind, but it still didn't hurt to ask him about what exactly was going through his mind. After all, if the two were going to be fighting together, it would help her to have an understanding of his thought process so that she could react more accordingly while they were fighting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 14:36:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shook his head at her question, thinking only for a couple seconds before replying. "Well, first of all, if you were working for the Arbiters, then you could have easily killed me yourself by now and just let your friends planetside take care of mine. On top of that, though..." He glanced at her. "I'm pretty good at telling when someone is sincere, and I could tell how badly you wanted to go and stop the Arbiters from whatever they had planned. You had way too much conviction in your eyes for it to be a lie."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 15:47:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel would be rather surprised by Kuroda's statement, not entirely expecting him to sound so genuine when he said that he trusted her, mostly due to the conviction that had been in her eyes at the time. Strange, Isabel didn't imagine she was ever very good at expressing emotions, though they would have to start trickling out at some point, she supposed... when she felt passionate enough about something, anyway. "I see... that's a rather... interesting assessment." She didn't want to admit it, but Kuroda had actually read her pretty well, it made her slightly uneasy, after all, she much preferred being detached from people as much as possible.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 20:42:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel still wasn't all that easy to read, so Kuroda wouldn't have been able to tell she had been made uneasy if she hadn't paused so many times when she spoke in return. He just hoped he hadn't made her too uncomfortable. He took a few moments to finish off his sandwich before he spoke again. "In any case, once we've found a place to set up at on the ground, you'll be able to go after them all you want."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 06:39:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel paused for a moment before nodding, though honestly, if her suspicions were true about the Arbiters having some kind of external sponsor, then her going after them alone would be the last thing on her mind. She had only been associated with those killers for a laughably short time, not even going on any missions for them before she left, but from what she saw, those killers had way more resources at their disposal then they rightfully should have. "I would prefer to simply remain on board your ship, honestly. Once the arbiters learn that Glasson Logistics is on mars, they're sure to come after you... I'll just be an unexpected asset for your crew."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 07:45:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded thoughtfully, having been unsure if she would want to remain aboard his ship after they went down to the planet, even if he was planning on fighting the same enemy as her. Though is earlier assessment was correct, she was still an extremely difficult woman to read. "Glad to hear it," he said with a smile, sliding his plate into a slot in the wall, where it was pulled in to be taken to the kitchen and cleaned. "Without the numbers we had before, we're going to need to stay close and cautious if we want to fight the Arbiters. Alone, they could easily overwhelm each of us."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 08:17:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded in agreement with him, dropping off her own tray as she went to follow him out of the cafeteria. "That's part of the reason that I came to you. I'm not naive enough to believe that I can take a group like theirs on... not on my own, anyway." She paused, glancing over at him. Secretly, she was grateful that there were still some aspects of her that he didn't quite understand just yet, she'd prefer to keep it that way. After all, once this business with the arbiters was over, she really had no reason to continue working with Glasson Logistics. "Anyway, I suppose there's no reason for me to remain here... this isn't exactly a dangerous setting... I think I'll retire for the day, and leave you to your business, that is, unless you needed me for anything."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 10:54:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Mars crew had done their job perfectly from the report Nina (http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/images/izumo3/Huyuko_Sasayama.png) was reviewing. While most other pilots were likely looking at a wonderful light show on the observation decks, Nina had sequestered herself in a currently unused recreation lounge. It was only a matter of time before pilots came to use the facilities, but for the moment it was quiet and Nina didn't want to be cooped up in her room longer than she had to be. The Harbinger's systems were all green and its security detail had arrived to make sure it would be safe until and after she arrived to take a look at it personally. <br><br>Nina had been religiously checking her data pad more than usual, mostly because it was the Harbinger's safety she was concerned about. The gundam had been a product of her own blood, sweat, and tears, as well as those of her parents. She would be damned if she allowed anything to happen to it, especially before the start of the Gundam Fight. After responding to the ground crews, Nina would then respond to a recent message, sent no less than a ten minutes ago, by her mother. It was a complaint that she had responded to the email a little too quickly, admonishing her for not taking the time to relax. Of course her prompt reply to this would likely cause her mother a bit more frustration. Nina couldn't help it if she liked to preoccupy her time with work. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 11:28:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Nina predicted, it was indeed only a matter of time before other fighters started to trickle into the recreation room once the light show in question had wrapped up. The first of those to show up would be a young man (http://t7ak.roblox.com/78b70a43b3feaf40c3300ffcb07b5e6d) in either his late teens or his early twenties. He would walk into the recreation lounge expecting quite a few more people, and would give Nina something of a humored smile when he realized that they were the only two to be here. Still, Nina would have gotten a good long while in the recreation room to herself, depending on how long she was in there before he appeared, it would have been at least a half an hour though, at the earliest.<br>"Well that's kinda surprising, I thought that there would be more people here..."<br><br>He entered the room fully, turning his attention towards the only other person in the room.<br>"So what are you doing in here all by yourself, anyway?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 16:42:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shook his head as they made their way down the hallway, unable to think of a reason to keep her around other than for the company. It was nice to have an ally around on a ship full of opponents, even if he didn't know that ally too well and she didn't seem interested in letting him learn too much more. "Go rest if you want to. I'll probably look around a bit more, maybe head over to the simulation room for some practice. Nothing too dangerous."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 19:03:56</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128879.msg5728512#msg5728512">Quote from: SargentToughie on 15-01-2012, 11:28:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As Nina predicted, it was indeed only a matter of time before other fighters started to trickle into the recreation room once the light show in question had wrapped up. The first of those to show up would be a young man (http://t7ak.roblox.com/78b70a43b3feaf40c3300ffcb07b5e6d) in either his late teens or his early twenties. He would walk into the recreation lounge expecting quite a few more people, and would give Nina something of a humored smile when he realized that they were the only two to be here. Still, Nina would have gotten a good long while in the recreation room to herself, depending on how long she was in there before he appeared, it would have been at least a half an hour though, at the earliest.<br>"Well that's kinda surprising, I thought that there would be more people here..."<br><br>He entered the room fully, turning his attention towards the only other person in the room.<br>"So what are you doing in here all by yourself, anyway?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Nina didn't look up at first when the young man first spoke. It was fairly neutral accent, like you would hear on news channels--broadcasters have to maintain a particular accessible standard. Of course, that meant she couldn't place where the person was from. It didn't seem like he was talking to her at that point, more to himself from the first comment. When she was addressed though, and it had to be her he was talking to, there was no one else in the room but them, Nina quickly closed out of the read-outs. Putting her data pad away, she looked up. <br><br>He was young. It made her feel a little old; she had seen a number of other young pilots no older than early twenties. Nina was amused that given their likely age different that she would have been old enough to baby-sit him, like she had for some of the younger engineers at her company's firm, always a point of teasing for them. <br><br>"Doing work," Nina said, her accent was slight, but undoubtedly Russian. "Tomorrow's going to be a big day after all, need to make sure everything is in order." She rose then from her seat and walked over to the young man. Depending upon how tall he was, Nina's heels might have put her at or above his height. "Just from my accent, I'm sure you can guess who I'm with. Though you're unreadable." She extended her hand then. "Nina Barkov." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 23:57:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel would simply nod towards him, moving away towards the hall as he talked about his nightly plan. "Well then, I suppose I will see you in the morning then. I'll be down by your shuttle when the time comes for us to leave, until then, though, I'll be in my room." With that she nodded her head lightly towards him and walked away. For a few moments she had to think about why exactly they had decided to have her come along on this ship, perhaps it was that Kuroda wanted her close by to keep an eye on her, or perhaps the lack of trust between her and his crew would cause complications later down the line. She wasn't entirely sure what it was, but it hardly mattered at this point.<br><br>.....................................<br><br>Julian paused for a few moments in surprise when the woman, a few years older then him, stepped up and offered her hand. He shook it lightly as he spoke, nodding towards her as he did so. "Julian Arrowind, Neo Norway." With that, he would back off and also take notice of the age difference between the two of them. This really Gundam fight really did seem to house quite a few younger people, something that Julian didn't expect coming into this fight... Maybe this meant that he'd have more of a chance then he actually thought he would. After all, he did have a little bit of real combat experience, and this wouldn't be his first time using a weapon incorporating a mobile trace suit, perhaps that would give him an edge over the rest of the fighters his age in the running this year.<br><br>Still, even though Nina was by no means what Julian would consider old, she could likely have a bit more experience and training then him, so this fight wasn't ENTIRELY filled with new blood. "And isn't today supposed to be about relaxation? All the work should be done by this point... I thought the entire point of this day even happening was to give the Gundam fighters one last day of carefree fun before they are sent down to mars for the beginning of a 1 year long war."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 00:20:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am relaxing," Nina said, smiling. "I'm relaxing while doing work." It was the standard response she would use with her parents whenever they tried to pry her away from looking over schematics and test results trying to establish proof of concept. "You might even call me a little anxious to begin this next year..." While she had seen many younger pilots, Julian was perhaps the first of them she had taken the time to talk to. Nina was more than a little curious to see the capabilities of Neo-Norway, mostly wanting to put her Harbinger through its paces and show what a little Russian ingenuity could really do. <br><br>Placing a hand on her hip, possibly calling attention to the short skirt she had on with those long black stockings of hers, Nina asked, "So what is it you consider 'carefree fun' then, Mr. Arrowind?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 00:54:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian happened to take notice of the skirt, and he thought to himself that for a woman who seemed rather professional and serious, Nina didn't seem to have any issues wearing rather attractive looking clothing. She was just a bit out of Julian's age range though, so he'd keep his distance... still... no harm in a little bit of discreet admiring, he figured. Regardless, when she brought up her question, he lifted a curious eyebrow and smiled. "Mr. Arrowind? That's rather formal of you... Julian is fine, honestly." He paused for a moment before he answered her question. "As for what I consider carefree fun?" He had to think about that for a moment, not really having a clear cut answer right off the top of his head. "Well, it depends, honestly. Me personally? I'm something of a movie person, so I typically just watch shows or movies whenever I get bored. It really comes down to whatever your hobbies are, I suppose."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 01:19:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded his understanding to Isabel and watched her as she walked off down the hallway, trying his very best to analyze the woman. As hard as he tried, he couldn't figure out a reason why a simple mercenary would go to such extremes, even going to a different planet, to chase after a group of lowlifes like the Arbiters. He could imagine if it was someone who wanted revenge on them, but Isabel's eyes had held conviction that first time he spoke to her, not anger. Yet why else would anyone who seemed so distant from the world dedicate themselves to hunting down the gang?<br><br>Tired of aimless guessing, Kuroda took his eyes off of her and went off in his own direction, perhaps to find the simulation room, or maybe just to find something else to do or someone to talk to until he felt ready to go to bed.<br><br>He wouldn't be the last person Isabel spoke to before she got to her room, however. She would smell the smoke before she rounded the corner and saw the man (http://i39.tinypic.com/2rruyab.jpg) waiting for her in the shade of one of the ship's stairwells, looking well-dressed enough to be a member of the staff, but most certainly without the attitude of one. "'The enemy of my enemy is my friend,' eh? And what happens when your mutual enemy is gone? Do you think you'll have a friend in that man anymore?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 01:41:26</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128879.msg5718169#msg5718169">Quote from: SargentToughie on 13-01-2012, 03:49:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia nodded lightly, not aware that Katuya had more mischievous intentions in mind while she talked about training together. In her mind, Cecilia was hardly experienced enough to even be worth paying attention to, let alone observing and analyzing for a particular fighting style. "Sure, that sounds like a good idea... I think the training room was actually down this hallway, follow me."<br><br>With that, the blonde would start walking in the direction that she hoped would take the two of them to the simulation room, and much to her relief, it was only a few moments before they were standing in front of it. "Alright then, after you, Katuya."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"...." Katuya was no fool; she knew Cecilia was fairly new. But she knew, sadly, she'd be fighting Cecilia at some point. So, eyes closed, she agreed with her idea. To her surprise, on opening them, she saw Cecilia walking off. "Ah!" She bit her lip and jogged after, keeping up as they arrived. "R-right...I-I know what to do." Katuya lied; she had never seen one of these before in her life!<br><br>With a smal sigh, she entered and prepared herself. "...r-right...your turn.." She said softly
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 01:47:50</strong>
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				Isabel glanced over towards the man pressing up against the wall, raising a curious eyebrow when the man talked about what would happen when that mutual enemy between her and Kuroda was wiped away. "You speak as though I'm looking for a friend. Once the arbiters are destroyed, he will go about his own business and I shall go about mine." She took a few more steps, intent on leaving him, before she stopped and glanced back at him. "Why does it interest you, anyway? I don't know you."<br><br>...........................<br><br>Cecilia nodded lightly, also knowing full well that eventually Katuya and her would eventually be foes. Still, that was no reason to be rude, or treat Katuya like she was some kind of villain. Part of the appeal of the Gundam fight was how people could still forge friendships even with such harsh stakes on the line, and part of Cecilia was actually excited by the prospect of making new friends and encountering new and spectacular events. "Alright then." She stepped into the simulator and walked up to one of the pods, there were about 6 in this room, so even if somebody else came to join them there would be plenty to go around, since Cecilia and Katuya were the first two to enter the room.<br><br>As luck would have it, Kuroda came in the room as well, just as Cecilia was about to step into a pod. Cecilia looked over at him with a gaze that mixed between surprise and curiosity.<br>"Oh, are you here to practice too?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 01:53:41</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128879.msg5730568#msg5730568">Quote from: SargentToughie on 16-01-2012, 00:54:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Julian happened to take notice of the skirt, and he thought to himself that for a woman who seemed rather professional and serious, Nina didn't seem to have any issues wearing rather attractive looking clothing. She was just a bit out of Julian's age range though, so he'd keep his distance... still... no harm in a little bit of discreet admiring, he figured. Regardless, when she brought up her question, he lifted a curious eyebrow and smiled. "Mr. Arrowind? That's rather formal of you... Julian is fine, honestly." He paused for a moment before he answered her question. "As for what I consider carefree fun?" He had to think about that for a moment, not really having a clear cut answer right off the top of his head. "Well, it depends, honestly. Me personally? I'm something of a movie person, so I typically just watch shows or movies whenever I get bored. It really comes down to whatever your hobbies are, I suppose."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"What a conservative answer," Nina said. She couldn't help but chuckle. For a workaholic, she knew how to be playful, that much was clear. As discreet as Julian might have been with his 'admiring' Nina caught his eyes wandering a bit towards places where they shouldn't have been.. She decided not to mention it right then. "Movies are fun. I prefer more...hands on activities..." she let the possible loaded phrase sink in for a moment and gauge Julian's reaction before she added, "...like tinkering and working out." Nina would give a bit of a catty smile. She was a little surprised with herself, but so playful with a perfect stranger. Well, today was meant for some carefree fun, after all. It was a hobby of hers to tease the younger engineers at the firm. <br><br>"Come," Nina said then. "I think they have of your movies in the theater. They really spared no expense in outfitting this ship." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 01:59:02</strong>
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				Katuya looked up in surprise, then closed her eyes. "...ah...someone else." Deciding she didn't want to interact, not yet, she opened her pod and climbed inside. As she did, she struggled to keep calm. After all, she had only been in the cockpit of a gundam, real or virtual, a few times. She had mostly book knowledge, which she knew would go right out the cockpit when she was fighting. Hoping not to embarass herself or Neo-Korea in front of the others, she tried to calm herself down by breathing slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 02:06:56</strong>
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				The man chuckled and didn't respond right away, instead lifting his cigarette up to his mouth to take a long drag, which he held for a few seconds before puffing it in her direction. The smoke served only to obscure him more. "We all need friends, even someone like you. You just have to be careful who you pick. Out there, you have good men, you have bad men, and you have hopeless men. I'll let you guess which kind of man that guy is." Grinning, he stepped a bit out of the shadow and moved in closer to her. "I'm not a hopeless man, though. How about I be your friend?"<br><br>---<br><br>Unaware of any disturbances Isabel was dealing with, Kuroda arrived at the simulation room rather quickly and found it mostly empty, completely so were it not for the pair of younger girls who were getting into a pair of pods. Neither one of them really looked like Fighters to him, he didn't prejudge them based on that. He was about to ignore them and go over to one of the pods in the far corners of them, but when the blonde addressed him, he looked up and nodded politely. "I figured it couldn't hurt. Never can rest when you're a Gundam Fighter, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 02:22:20</strong>
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				Julian simply smiled lightly and nodded, though his cheeks did turn a rather small shade of red from her first statement, which was left open to the interpretation of the listener. He was rather surprised that Nina could actually be so playful, considering that she seemed like a woman who lived for her work, but he decided not to question it for the time being as she told him that there was a fully loaded theater on the ship. "You don't say? I heard a couple of people talk about that, but I've only been on this ship for about an hour, so I haven't been able to really see it yet..." He shrugged lightly, motioning towards the door. "Well then, Nina, lead the way." Best to keep things professional for the time being, he figured. He didn't quite know what the scope of the Gundam fight was just yet, after all. <br><br>.....................................................<br><br>Cecilia nodded lightly in agreement with Kuroda's statement, though inwardly, she was kinda regretting the fact that she had kicked up conversation with him. He looked like somebody that actually knew what he was doing in the cockpit of a Gundam, so odds were that the two girls would likely just end up embarrassing themselves in front of him if he were to join in their session. Still, best to maintain a polite composure, since he hadn't really said or done anything unfriendly or rude. "That's right, you never know what you can figure out in those last few vital moments..."<br><br>She looked towards Katuya for a moment before returning her gaze to Kuroda. "We were just going to have a quick match, you're more then welcome to just ignore us though."<br><br>.................................................<br><br>Isabel simply cocked an eyebrow as he moved closer, though she did fan the smoke away from her face when he blew it in her direction. His words humored her, more then anything else. "You simplify the world around you too much... I'm not some child to be won over by shallow words." She turned towards him, her gaze hard and sharp as she continued. "I suggest you just leave me alone and go find somebody else to bother... somebody who is actually naive and immature enough to be drawn in by this childish performance of yours."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 02:36:18</strong>
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				Kuroda nodded, not wishing to interrupt as well as knowing that a three-way much would just be awkward and pointless, since every match in the Gundam Fight up until the Finals would just be one-on-one anyway. "Yeah, don't let me get in your way. I'll just see what I can do against some of this ship's store of VOs. If either want of you want a match after, though, just let me know," he said as he continued walking past the two and went to his pod in the corner, where he climbed in and let the machine suit him up. Not paying too much attention to the girls right now, he started going through the long list of Virtual Opponents, which contained just about every Gundam Fighter from the past 150 years.<br><br>---<br><br>The man laughed again, but this time he seemed a bit more sinister, like his taunts were growing less and less empty. "You say I'm simplifying the world, but do you really think this is going to be a simple case of you going to Mars with him, taking out the Arbiters, and going home with no complications?" Sticking his cigarette back between his smirking lips, the green-haired man started to circle her. "War is never that easy, and trust me, a war is coming. Maybe that's not such a bad thing for you, though. You'll finally have a purpose," he said cryptically, reaching out to stroke the side of her hair with the back of a finger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 02:38:54</strong>
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				"Let's see..." Katuya could see the man, Kuroda. She read his lips and sighed in relief; he wasn't joining them. This made her feel much better...a newbie like her going up against him wasnt bound to end well. She could see that much. And even though it was training, she couldn't reveal her strengths or weaknesses to him. Eyes closed, awaiting Cecilia, she began nervously suiting herself up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 02:45:39</strong>
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				Cecilia let out her own breath of relief when Kuroda went about his own business, and she climbed up into her simulation pod. After booting up a few programs, Cecilia's body composition was scanned, and thankfully, there was no reason for them to put on mobile trace suits, since these weren't real Gundams that they were fighting in. Cecilia always hated those things, they were way too tight and revealing for her own personal taste. "Alright then... let's see here..." A few moments later, Legacy's data was put into the system, and Cecilia was standing on the other side of the virtual battlefield from Katuya and her Gundam. "Are you ready, Katuya?" <br><br>........................................<br><br>Isabel was genuinely surprised for a few seconds, so much so that the man's fingers actually made contact with her hair before she regained her composure and roughly grabbed his wrist, forcing his hand away at the very least. Of course, unless he was strong or fast enough to get out of the grip of a genetically altered super soldier, he'd find his arm pressed against his own back, and his chest being slammed into the wall within a matter of seconds as well. "Alright, answer time. Who are you, how do you know about me, and what do you mean when you say a war is coming?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 02:50:22</strong>
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				"I-I think I am!" Katuya stammered out. Like Cecilia, she hated those mobile trace suits and would have done anything to avoid them. But she was spared such a fate and she smiled softly. Hesitantly, she looked around the virtual cockpit of her own gundam, the T-Striker. Twin Tonfas emerged and she moved her hands out to grasp them, the gundam doing the same. "R-ready.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 03:04:21</strong>
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				The man didn't fight back as he was slammed into the wall, surprisingly, only grunting with discomfort as he hit. His cigarette dropped to the floor and started to glare, but his head was turned to the right and an eyepatch on his right eye prevented Isabel from seeing it. "You catch more flies with honey than vinegar, you know," he said with a growing smirk, not seeming threatened enough to tell her anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 03:07:56</strong>
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				Cecilia would simply nod, taking a deep breath to calm her own nerves before she pulled out one of Legacy's beam sabers and stood in the stance that her trainers told her would give her good starting momentum. "Right then, let's start!" With that, she boosted forward and sought to slash with her saber.<br><br>..................<br><br>Isabel would simply growl lightly and let him go, turning her gaze away lightly. "It doesn't matter, the truth will come rather you tell me or not..." She started to walk away, not wanting to continue this stupid conversation any longer. "I suggest you think twice before you speak to me again, whoever you are."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 03:19:24</strong>
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				Katuya nodded. "R-right.." She tried to take a step foward and then kicked off the ground, boosting into the air. Her tonfas began spinning at high speed, forming weapons that could rip into things. She tried to remain focused on Legacy as she tried to block with the tonfas.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 03:19:49</strong>
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				Having been let go, the man shook the numbness out of his arm as she started to walk away, but it wouldn't take super-senses for her to then hear the twirling sound that came, followed by the click of a six-shooter's hammer being pulled back. "You'll see I'm work speaking to again before too long. If you don't care about who you fight for as long as you fight, then you may as well be on the winning side, right?" Smirking as he stamped out the cigarette that had fallen to the floor, he lowered his gun and went halfway up the adjacent stairs before stopping. "Julian King's the name, when you want to find me." And with that, he (finally) left.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 03:43:35</strong>
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				Cecilia continued her charge, stabbing her blade at the striker's shoulder before the plasma was intercepted by Katuya's tonfa. Still, putting her rather meager training to use, Cecilia retreated backwards and pulled out her rifle instead, firing several rounds at her opponent quickly. That was about the extent of what she could do rather well, retreating from a strike in order to shoot instead.<br><br>................................<br><br>Isabel couldn't help but shiver lightly at King's words, and part of her had to admit that the guy had a point. Still, even as a person who cared only for fighting, Isabel had morals and convictions, it was for that reason that she refused to join up with the arbiters when she first met them. When he finally took his leave of her, Isabel would only shut her eyes for a moment and sigh, wondering what he had meant for a few seconds before she decided to put it out of her mind and go about her own business. She made her way back to her room after that, but the man's cryptic words never left her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 07:34:41</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Julian simply smiled lightly and nodded, though his cheeks did turn a rather small shade of red from her first statement, which was left open to the interpretation of the listener. He was rather surprised that Nina could actually be so playful, considering that she seemed like a woman who lived for her work, but he decided not to question it for the time being as she told him that there was a fully loaded theater on the ship. "You don't say? I heard a couple of people talk about that, but I've only been on this ship for about an hour, so I haven't been able to really see it yet..." He shrugged lightly, motioning towards the door. "Well then, Nina, lead the way." Best to keep things professional for the time being, he figured. He didn't quite know what the scope of the Gundam fight was just yet, after all. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Slipping an arm around Julian's, Nina led the way to the theater, just another way to get a bit of rise out of the younger pilot. Arriving at the cinema a floor down, none of the titles particularly caught her eye. They were mostly the typical action fare, a drama here, a few comedies...nothing worth seeing. "...I don't know about you, hon, but these titles aren't exactly...inspiring...I have a better idea." Not leaving Julian much of a choice, Nina dragged to him a location that she had been looking forward to using once she learned about the accommodations of the Flame of Unity. <br><br>The room was essentially a lounge with low key blue lighting. There were several tables with high backed chairs throughout the room, but it was virtually empty save for a bartender at the bar. Moving Julian over to one of the tables and sitting him down, Nina turned it on and after a few commands the blue grid table top materialized into a checkered black and white board. <br><br>"My country loves this game, we have the quite the competitive history with it," she said as black chess pieces in the shape of various kinds of gundam materialized on her side of the board, white pieces on Julian's. "Let's play a round or two." A waitress would swing by and ask the pair if they would care for any drinks. Nina would ask for a vodka and orange juice. After the waitress went in to place their orders, Nina would motion to Julian to make the opening move. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 07:51:49</strong>
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				Julian paused for a few moments in hesitation when Nina slipped her arm around his, though he ended up just shrugging and following along with her regardless. Like her, Julian had to admit that none of the movies looked particularly appealing to him, since he had actually seen the majority of them before coming on board the flame of unity, and there were only a few that he was mildly impressed with. As such, he was more then happy to go along with whatever it was that she had in mind, and before too much longer, certainly before Julian was able to vocalize an opinion on the matter, the two of them were sitting in front of a chess board and Nina was ordering herself a drink, an offer which Julian decided to decline, since he was never much of a drinker.<br><br>Once that order of business was taken care of, he turned his attention towards the game in front of them and let out a small groan. "Oh great..." He was never particularly talent at games like this, since he wasn't exactly a fan of trying to think 3 or 4 steps ahead of a clever opponent. He wasn't by any means dumb, he was just more impulsive of a person, in reality. Well, he had always performed adequately at this particular game, he supposed... typically he was able to make an opponent earn their win, though he honestly didn't know rather or not Nina was also skilled at this game... Judging from her excitement though, he wasn't left with a whole lot of room to be optimistic. "Alright... so I make the first move..."<br><br>He would simply move a pawn forward, going with his rather typical opening which consisted of breaking out the knights and the pawns of the king and queen in a V formation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 20:57:56</strong>
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				The small groan Julian let out when presented with the chess board was more than a little amusing to Nina. Of course seeing that he hadn't denied this friendly little match, showed her that he wasn't one to back down from a challenge...even if it was one he recognize he wasn't good at. Her drink arrived after Julian had made his first move, a pretty textbook opening move. She already saw what he might have been trying to do, it was how most games she played ended up opening up. For now she'd mirror those moves, but would also work on getting her bishops free and active on the board, always make sure you open up as many options for yourself as you can. <br><br>Taking a sip from her drink, she smiled at the quality of their vodka. No doubt they knew that if they wouldn't live it down if any one of the gundam pilots found something wrong with the quality of their native drinks. <br><br>"If you don't mind me saying," Nina smiled. "You must be quite the prodigy if you were selected to be Neo-Norway's pilot. I must admit I'm looking forward to what all the young blood this year can do." She regarded him with a look between expectant and her usual teasing eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 21:18:56</strong>
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				Julian would simply nod and go about his opening moves, trying his best to work around whatever it was that Nina herself was doing as well. He didn't really think to get as many pieces out as possible, or try to cover the board and get an early advantage, he just wanted to play decently enough to not embarrass himself as a result of his eventual defeat. Still, in regards to her statement about how he had to be 'quite the prodigy' or something like that, he simply rolled his eyes and made his move with a light smile. "In all honesty, it was probably just my family name that got the door opened to me. My dad has been a Neo Norway Gundam fighter from the 32nd Gundam fight to the 35th, and though he never actually won the league for our nation, there were a few times where he got really close."<br><br>He glanced up at her. "My last name carries quite a bit of weight back home, I think that's the reason why I was able to make it into the Gundam fight at such a young age."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 00:28:02</strong>
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				Between moves Nina sipped her drink, savoring each taste of the mixture of vodka and orange juice. She took note of the rather conservative play style Julian took. It didn't seemed he'd be willing to take the risks and make the sacrifices necessary to win.&nbsp; Nina didn't pity him though, and kept just playing the way she had been. Once she had set up her board, she would make the opening attack, capturing one of Julian's pieces. The black piece representing a bishop launched a couple of missiles and destroyed the piece, taking its place among the rubble. Her bishop was protected by knight, that would act immediately to take out whatever took its charge. The game had only begun and Nina was going to work on forcing Julian in taking moves that might possibly cripple him in the match. <br><br>"My mother was a former gundam fighter as well," Nina said after she had captured her first piece. "Does the name Tabitha Agapov ring any bells?" Her mother had taken part in 29th through the 31st Gundam fight on behalf of Neo-Russia. She settled down to focus on her family after then. She was before Julian's father's time. Like her current chess partner's father, Nina's mother never actually secured a title for Neo-Russia, but she had always ended up in the final tournament, even ending up in top eight in her last gundam fight. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 00:48:35</strong>
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				Julian was already starting to get a little bit uncomfortable with the way that this game was developing, and he knew that it was only a matter of time before Nina took absolute control over the entire board. He was able to worm his way out of a few particularly harmful moves, however, for the most part he was playing pretty much fully into her hands. "Actually, no, generally only the champions are remembered by outside countries. I didn't really expect you to know about my father because of that..." He paused before letting out a slight laugh, despite his rather blatant inevitable defeat in the board game. He was, however, able to castle his king, and get a few pieces safeguarding it further. Nina wouldn't be able to take the stronghold without losing a few vital pieces. However, this left Julian's offence being just his queen and surviving bishop.<br>"Funny how the title of gundam fighter seems to run in the family, doesn't it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 05:54:56</strong>
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				"I was selected for another reason, besides my connection to my mother, but I can see what you mean," Nina said, taking a moment to scan the chess board. Julian had done a good job of building quite the fortress for his king. She wasn't going to strike at the fortress just yet. For now she was going to work on taking out Julian's current last means of offense, his queen and a lone bishop. "It makes me wonder how many more pilots are here because of their family reputation. ...not that I'm saying you wouldn't be hear because you didn't deserve it or anything." <br><br>Nina's plan after she had captured the queen and the bishop, however long and what sacrifices she had to make to rid the board of them, would turn to forcing Julian's king into the check mate through pinning pieces that protected the king from retaliating against her offensive, so that if they moved, it would mean putting the white king into check. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 05:58:50</strong>
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				"Well, I don't think they'd have sent me here ONLY BECAUSE of my family name, that would be kinda silly on their part, but them knowing who my father was certainly helped to open the door for me. All I gotta do now is prove that I was worth it, and everything else will fall into place." Even though his voice was calm and level, Julian was absolutely getting dominated on the board. Still, he hadn't exactly come into this game expecting to win, not when he was only mildly experienced at chess at best, and he was going up against somebody with quite a bit more skill then him. He just hoped that this chess match wouldn't be some kind of metaphor for what would be happening down on mars over the course of the next year.<br><br>"Ugh...."<br><br>Nina's offensive worked, and though she lost quite a few pieces in the process, Julian's moves were starting to dwindle down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 06:09:28</strong>
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				Nina could have played a bit more conservatively, but she thought she would teach Julian a bit of lesson through this match. She didn't say anything for the rest of the match, how long that was actually. As she continued to pin down Julian's pieces, Nina moved her queen in to nail the final coffin. Her queen captured a piece directly in front of the king, but just behind it was her last remaining rook. From the way things had been set up, if Julian likely didn't have any pieces that would have been able to counter. <br><br>"Checkmate," Nina said, smiling. She finished off her drink then. The waitress arrived just on cue and Nina sent the empty glass away to be refilled. "Sometimes you have to take risks, make sacrifices, if you want to win." She simply smiled, extending her hand. "Good game all the same. I look forward to facing you on the actual battlefield." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 14:19:44</strong>
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				Naturally, by the time Nina got done pinning him down, Julian was left with little more then his king and a few spare pieces that had survived her assault. When his defeat was finally set in stone, something that he knew was coming for quite a while now, he would simply nod lightly, accepting the defeat rather gracefully, and shake her hand when she offered it to him. "Yeah, same to you." He paused for a few moments, stretching his arms over his head as he tried to think of what else he had on the agenda today, before realizing that he had absolutely nothing in mind. As he had said before, the entire purpose of today existing was to give the Gundam Fighters a bit more relaxation before the Gundam Fight.<br>"Well, that was kinda fun... Can't say I expected myself to do very well though..."<br><br>He shrugged. "I guess we all have our talents, this just isn't one of mine."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>18-01-2012, 04:03:19</strong>
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				"Well, when you're afraid of taking risks and only try to do enough to survive, I wouldn't expect you to do very well either," Nina said. She was still smiling, trying to show she had only the best of intentions behind her words. She knew that the young man before her would easily be someone she would face on the battlefield and that she shouldn't be looking out for him unless it served her own goal...but she was sucker for helping people like Julian. It fed into her older sister tendencies. <br><br>"If you want, I can show you a thing or two. I think you'll find things learned in chess translate rather well into an Gundam Fight." The second drink arrived then. "It doesn't have to be now though." She began to cycle through the selection of games the holodeck had. "We could easily play something else. Ooh, look they have Chutes and Ladders!"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-01-2012, 14:28:30</strong>
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				Julian couldn't help but scoff lightly with a humored look in his eye as she went about searching for a new game to play. "You know what? I think I'd be totally fine if we found something a bit more... complex... then that to play." Of course, he wasn't the deepest thinker in the world, but there were a few games that he simply didn't play on principle. "Anyway, I appreciate your offer to give me a few pointers on the chess game, I'll have to take you up on that sometime."<br><br>For him though, the board of a game and the battlefield of the Gundam fight were two totally separate beasts. He could be rather tactical when he was fighting, even though he wasn't very much of a long term strategist. He would be able to hold his own in the Gundam fight, rather or not Nina took the time to show him how he had messed up during their chess game.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>18-01-2012, 19:13:39</strong>
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				Nina smiled lightly at Julian's comment about wanting something a bit more complex to play than Chutes and Ladders. She had been only partially joking, finding that something overly simplistic to be relaxing ever now and then. Continuing to cycle through the board games, Nina wanted to avoid anything that involved too much strategy or at least involving the type of the strategy she excelled at. She'd narrow her decision down to Battleship, Monopoly, and Stratego. She'd let Julian pick which one to play. It was just something idle to do at this point. <br><br>Grabbing a napkin from a compartment under the table, Nina took out a pen and wrote her number it. She doted the 'I' in her name with a heart and passed it along to Julian. "Give me a ring when you want to play some more chess. Best not to come by the Russian base...our military doesn't like to ask question." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 01:58:30</strong>
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				Julian chuckled slightly uneasily when she handed him the piece of paper with her name on it, the "I" standing out to him in particular before he simply pocketed it. He glanced up at her, nodding lightly as he decided to play battleship. Monopoly was never fun with only 2 players anyway. "Funny how some of these board games can survive for centuries, huh? I guess some things really are just timeless..." Of course, he was just musing aloud at that point while Nina pulled out the holographic board and the virtual screen came to life for him to set up his ship formations.<br><br>Some things DID get better with time, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 08:01:07</strong>
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				"Means they've managed to stay relevant," Nina replied, taking a sip of her drink and smiling lightly. "War and business are two things that don't ever seem to go out of style." It was a rather cynical remark, but from Nina's tone she sounded more amused by the notion than anything else. She entered the coordinates where she wanted her virtual pieces set up and watched as they manifest on her side of the screen. Battleship was a nice pick-up game. It didn't require any particular amount of skill, it mostly boiled down to luck. The game could have gone either way honestly, but she was looking more to have fun with this than teach Julian any sort of lesson. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 14:31:14</strong>
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				Julian decided to set his pieces up in just about the most unpredictable fashion possible, hoping that it would be enough to keep Nina from hitting one of his ships. Of course, as she had established, it mostly just came down to pure luck, he really couldn't change that. Still, it would be kinda fun, and he didn't exactly have a whole lot else worth doing. "Well... We've been doing a pretty good job of keeping war at bay with the Gundam fight, so I wouldn't quite go that far... Still... I guess that statement is pretty accurate to an extent."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>20-01-2012, 06:54:54</strong>
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				"The Gundam Fight is war by proxy," Nina said, matter of fact. "It's done through champions. Though it is better than the alternative, I agree. Doesn't change the fact that it is war." She went about placing her pieces, keeping them spread across the board in not any particular sort of pattern or formation; they were all going to be hit eventually, there was hardly any helping that. <br><br>Nina would start them off, stating, "B5" before taking another sip of her drink. It matter little to her who won this game of chance. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-01-2012, 06:59:30</strong>
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				Julian nodded in simple agreement of what she said concerning the Gundam fight being a war by proxy. "I guess I can't argue with that..." With that he fell silent for a few moments, only speaking up to tell her that she had missed with her first guess, something that wouldn't have been particularly surprising. "I guess it's just easy to forget that this actually is civilized war, when you look at the way it's received by earth and the colonies... I mean, it's almost like a worldwide celebration, honestly..."<br><br>Another beat of silence or two.<br>"C6"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>20-01-2012, 07:10:35</strong>
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				"Miss," Nina replied. She drained the rest of her drink. When the waitress stopped back next, Nina would ask for a third as well as a glass of cold water. "Civilized, yes." She smiled. "I don't think countries stopped to play a game of battleship unless it was with actual ships before the Gundam Fight was started. From what I've read though...when they still had the fights on earth, not everyone was happy about it, especially quite a few people still leaving on earth. E4." <br><br>Her drink and water arrived. She took a swig of water before sipping her vodka and orange juice. "A war by proxy, especially with these machines, still carries the consequences of war, including collateral damage. Cities were damaged and lives were ruined by these fights." Nina spoke as if just stating fact, no real agenda behind her words. After all she was participating solely to get her family's company out there, she had no right to condemn the fights. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-01-2012, 07:15:31</strong>
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				Julian paused for a moment, sighing lightly as he nodded his head. "I guess there was a good reason for them to move the Gundam fight away from earth after all... I just hope that we don't do the same thing to the budding colonies of mars as we did to earth... I guess..." this wasn't something that he had ever really thought about before, even though some small, nagging part in the back of his head knew that it would likely be something he'd have to deal with eventually. "Uh... J7"<br><br>Either way, he was in this fight because this was his passion, and he wanted to continue with his family name... maybe even take it a step further if he got lucky.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>21-01-2012, 20:38:32</strong>
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				"That's a hit," Nina confirmed. The hit had taken out a point of her frigate's health. "F2. Well, this wouldn't be the first Fight on Mars. I at least haven't heard of any negative press about it, but I've lived on a colony for my whole life; news is filtered after all." Nina wasn't entirely sure what to expect when she landed on Mars, from the people or what their battlefields would look like. The wilds of the martian desert would have yielded the least amount of collateral damage...but wouldn't exactly make for varied fun for the spectators. <br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 00:00:41</strong>
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				Julian was actually rather surprised by that, the fact that his second call was a hit. He figured that this was as good a sign as he could ever ask for at the beginning of a trial and error game, so perhaps he'd end up winning after all. "Well, I can't imagine that any of the early towns and cities on Mars appreciate us showing up to fight, but it's a lot better then the billions of lives that are affected on earth... I don't know, I guess I'm just looking forward to getting down to Mars myself and finding out first hand."<br><br>He paused for a moment.<br>"Oh, Miss, by the way."<br><br>This would be a rather long game.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 21:25:52</strong>
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				The rifle shots hit the Striker. Already, Katuya frowned; she could see she was in the red and this was not a good thing. "Great.." She grumbled as she nervously tried the controls. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity but was really only a few seconds, she raised the railgun her Gundam had and..fired.<br><br>Once, twice, three times..she hadn't meant to fire so many times but...she was so nervous, she clenched the trigger like nothing else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 21:46:00</strong>
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				The shots were rather inaccurate due to the panic of Katuya, however, one of them did manage you hit Legacy's shoulder, causing Cecilia to let out a yelp of pain and grip her shoulder for a moment. She retaliated with a shot from her own rifle, which was beam based. While her aim was right where it should have been, the delay from Cecilia's inexperience would give the agile Striker all the time it would need in order to evade.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Udontknowme010</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 21:55:59</strong>
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				Katyua saw it coming. "Not bad at all.." She thought as she desperately tried to move out of the way. Suceeding at the last second, she drew her tonfas again and tried to rush Cecilia. She bit her lip as she did so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 23:30:39</strong>
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				Cecilia reprepared her blade when she saw the Striker charge forward. After taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she dove forward to meet her opponent's clash head on. "I can do this..." she was fighting a fellow novice, they were on even ground... <br><br>She knew she could match this attack.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-02-2012, 00:43:23</strong>
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				<em>The next morning...</em><br><br>It was 8 A.M. sharp when the Core Landers from each nation arrived at the space station to start picking up their respective Fighters; the champions had been allowed a chance to rest and rejuvenate the day before, but now they would hardly be allowed to eat breakfast before they were thrust down onto the planet's surface for the year-long war ahead of them. The Fighters all gathered in the massive, empty hanger and were lined up in the order of their nations' rankings the previous year, each country having a moment to proudly display the colors of its flag on its Core Lander before the small jet took off and went down to Mars.<br><br>Above the landing area, a large holographic screen displayed a list of those that had already departed the Flame of Unity and gone to the surface. Normally, when the process started as it had the previous two Fights, the previous Fight's Champion would be the only name on the list, and the runner-up of the previous round would be the first to depart the station. Curiously, this year, there were already two names on the list when everyone arrived, though that didn't cause as much murmuring as what the name actually was:<br><br>"<strong>DEPARTED:</strong><br><em>Neo China</em><br><em>Mars Independent Territory</em>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-02-2012, 02:43:28</strong>
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				Cecilia took a deep breath to calm herself down before nodding lightly and departing in her own core lander to make her way down to the surface. Her spar with Katyua the day before had been a real learning experience for her, and she only hoped that her fellow inexperienced pilot was able to learn something from the encounter as well. Yeah, that was a bad thing to think, considering that Katyua was now an enemy, however, Cecilia couldn't stop herself from feeling somewhat sentimental towards the girl, as she felt that the two of them had quite a bit more in common then Cecilia had initially expected.<br><br>She would rocket out, her core lander dropping her off on the outskirts of a major Martian city as the fight began. As she looked around, her head turning from side to side in confusion, she couldn't help but reach up and softly place her hand on her chest.<br>"So... now what?"<br><br>.............................................<br><br>"Julian Arrowind, Neo Norway, taking off!"<br><br>The Neo Norway core fighter would launch a few moments after the Neo England one. As he made his way down, he stopped off to the side of a road that overlooked a pretty steep canyon, where there were several artificial craters that were left from previous Gundam fights in the area. "Big empty space like this... It's no wonder it's likely a Gundam fight hot spot."<br><br>.....................................<br><br>Two other core fighters would have launched as well, at separate parts of the ceremony. One of the earlier ones to take off would be the Neo America fighter, followed up about halfway through the ceremony by the Neo Greece fighter. Both of these cores would fly off in different directions, to unknown parts of the mars surface as the Gundam fight kicked off in force.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-02-2012, 04:04:47</strong>
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				Kuroda yawned and cracked his neck as he waited through the rather tedious process of watching all of the other Gundam Fighters take off, as he had ended up at almost the total back of the line. Neo New Zealand's previous Fighter had been taken out within the first two months of combat, of course, so their country was ranked one of the lowest. It was no wonder they had been so eager to hire someone from the outside who they thought actually stood a chance, then.<br><br>It didn't help that his waiting companion (who had arrived before him, of course) wasn't the easiest person to have an easygoing chat with. It wasn't that she never spoke or that she had a particularly poor attitude, but he had very little idea of where to even begin with her. If she had any interests beside her mercenary work, she didn't try to express it. Not to him so far, anyway.<br><br>Fortunately, it didn't <em>too</em> long for him to be next in line and for the Core Lander from his own Gundam to arrive. Stepping up with Isabel in tow, he smiled as the door opened and its pilot, youthful-looking brown-haired man (http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/L/LU/LUN/LUNAR678/1232470775_9165_full.jpeg), gestured for them to enter. "Hope ye both had a nice day tagether while we were down there workin'," he teased in an unmistakably Irish accent, making Kuroda roll his eyes as he climbed in and slid over to make room for Isabel.<br><br>Taking off from the Flame of Unity, Declan flew the Lander down to a heavily wooded area of the terraformed Martian wilderness, where the Break Gundam was well-hidden among the trees while it was being worked on. It was a temporary location until they could set up a more comfortable base for themselves, of course, but hopefully it would keep too many other eager Fighters from detecting them until Kuroda was ready.<br><br>---<br><br>Among the earliest to take off from the station was the Neo Japan Lander, which, strangely, appeared to have little interest in immediately going where its Gundam had landed down on the planet. Instead, the little jet made a beeline for one of the larger cities on Mars, the Chinese-controlled colony of Sei Ben. At the center of the city, atop a small natural mountain, sat one of the most impressive man-made sights on the red planet, a grand Shaolin Temple. If anyone from Earth had business going to Sei Ben, especially a Fighter, it most likely had to do with the temple...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 01:05:24</strong>
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				Audra listened to her music even as her Core Lander launched, sitting back in her seat and just zoning out. "Audra Garnir, Neo France, launching," she said, more than a little bored. She had ended up not doing a whole lot last night on the eve of the fight, but that was rather how she liked it, time to herself and with her tunes. She was nothing if not a professional; she wouldn't be able to listen to her music when in the middle of a battle...and knowing that she would be a target if seen walking around on foot, she had to be on the utmost alert. She sighed. Being the daughter of an ambassador was certainly a pain. <br><br>Her Core Lander landed within a forested area near the limits of a Martian city. Apparently her base was around here somewhere. Audra received a message on her data pad and had to input several passwords and security question answers just to access it. Her engineering team had sent her the coordinates of their base. She looked back at all the care baskets...her crew could get those...she wasn't in the mood of taking care of such useless trash. <br><br>The Neo-France fighter got out and made her way to base camp, just to check in before heading into town to see what sort of music scenes they have going on. <br><br>----------------<br><br>Neo Russia's Core Lander landed in the remote reaches of the martian snow caps. The base itself was built into the side of a mountain and that was where Nina's Lander directly took her too. Looking out her window the scene reminded her of home all too well. She was going to like it here, she could already tell. Nina briefly wondered who would be her first opponent. Her thoughts went back to Julian, who she had bested in Chess, but had lost to in Battleship. Smirking, she certainly looking forward to that encounter. <br><br>Once in the Russian base, Nina briefly greeted her crew before rushing through the base to find her Harbinger. There was still a lot of work to be done. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 05:46:27</strong>
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				Cecilia had rented a booth at a cafe in the middle of the city's rather lively core, where there seemed to be some kind of major concert taking place in the background. She figured that this was a decent chance to at least have a little bit of enjoyment during her time on mars before things got serious. After all, the only real conditions of the Gundam fight were that she had to remain on mars for a whole year, and fight opponents whenever possible. With those rather loose guidelines, there really wasn't any reason why the young blonde shouldn't use this opportunity to broaden her horizons.<br><br>She kept to her own business for the most part, simply watching the crowds and listening to the energetic music with a small smile on her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 19:09:36</strong>
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				If it hadn't been for the fact that she had to lay low, Audra might have used her status as a gundam fighter to get herself into the concert going on in the center of the city. Thanks to this whole Gundam Fight business she hadn't an opportunity to go to a concert in a while. That said it was nice to be in a large city again, hearing the concert in the background and the energetic hum of people going about their lives. The Gundam Fight seemed to be on everyone's lips, the official start being today. <br><br>Audra decided to stop by a cafe, her stomach growling and a long yawn from her mouth reminded her she hadn't eaten since getting up that morning and being shuttled off to her base camp. She had briefly checked in with her crew, but she left soon after in a bit of a frustrated huff when she saw that there were still last minute preparations to do with the Roland. Not only did they fail to get everything she wanted for the fighting unit, but they couldn't get everything all set for the first day with systems they did have. It was frustrating to say the least. <br><br>When she greeted by the host of the cafe, Audra asked for a table for one. "What do you mean I need a reservation?" Apparently the entire place was full and that it would about a hour wait. She gave a frustrated sigh, she really didn't need this right now. Her eyes peered in and looked in among the booths. Many of them weren't even full all the way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 19:13:32</strong>
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				Cecilia lifted her gaze, noticing a woman near the reservation booth that seemed to be having a hard time getting in and getting herself a seat. Well, she was in a table designed for two, and for the time being she was the only person to occupy it, so she didn't really see any reason to keep it to herself. After all, half the reason she wanted to explore these cities was so that she could meet new people and make new friends. She figured the best way to do that would be to be nice, and offer up a few favors when the opportunity arose.<br><br>She rose to her feet and walked over, smiling lightly at Audra from behind. "Pardon me, ma'am, but if you want, you could come over and sit with me... I wouldn't mind." She hoped she as doing this right, Cecilia really wasn't very good at meeting new people.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 19:46:31</strong>
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				Audra was about to leave, her attempts at the persuading the host to get her something failing, when she heard the offer coming from behind her. Turning, the brunette gave the blonde a bit of a surprised look; she hadn't expected anyone to willingly give up or share their booth with her. Smiling then, Audra was happy to meet such a considerate martian already. <br><br>"It's no trouble? Oh thank you, Miss...?" Audra was already walking with Cecilia to the booth they would be sharing. Once they had settled into their seats, Audra ordered breakfast and a cup of coffee. Leaning back in her seat, Audra closed her eyes for a moment, weeding out the din of the crowd and honed in on the music from the concert. <br><br>"This place seems really lively today," Audra said with a smile. "I wonder how many tourists are here to watch the Gundam fight...even for a city it feels especially crowded...Thank you again for letting me sit with you...I haven't had a bite to eat all morning." She took some care with choosing her words, but perhaps not enough to suggest that she wasn't foreign to Mars. Either way, her unmistakable accent, no matter how slight it was, ultimately betrayed her as of being French. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 19:54:05</strong>
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				Cecilia would simply nod, not reading too much into the accent while she herself returned to her breakfast. After all, it wouldn't be particularly hard for somebody to book passage between Earth and mars these days, so seeing a bit of a blending in the culture was something that Cecilia sort of expected to see. Besides, she had been on mars for all of a day, so she didn't exactly have time to learn the lay of the land either. "Oh, pardon my manners. My name is Cecilia, Cecilia Stargrove." She smiled, offering Audra her hand. "yours?"<br><br>She didn't really expect to meet a fellow Gundam Fighter so early into the competition, so she wasn't really reading too much into Audra's actions. Besides, it wasn't like she was actively trying to uncover any sorts of secrets. "As for the liveliness in town? I would be willing to bet that a lot of it is because of the Gundam Fight... Seeing those battles firsthand is a thrill not a lot of people would be willing to pass up."<br><br>..............................................<br><br>Julian had stopped by his base for a short while to pick up a few things, his pet included, before he was off into the world again. Julian knew it would likely be smart to just leave the orange tabby at home, but he absolutely adored his cat, and Max would have hated him forever if Julian went off on all sorts of adventures while he was cooped up in the base. Max was a very adventurous cat, always seeing what he could find and what sort of trouble he could get in to.<br><br>As such, it was very little surprise when Julian stopped in a medium sized town, some kind of tourist attraction he supposed, and the cat bolted from the car and took off into town, much to Julian's dismay. "Max!" It was only a few moments before he was out of the parked car himself, chasing after the cat.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-02-2012, 20:09:47</strong>
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				Lucky for Julian, whatever Max's agenda was, he didn't get all that far into town before he picked a place to stop, that place being the arms of a trendy-looking brunette (http://i.neoseeker.com/mgv/448567-sakura%20nymph/567/26/b4anime_girl_66521_display.jpg) who had been walking down the street just ahead. She had heard him calling out the cat's name in the distance, but was so caught off-guard when the cat leaped up against her chest that she yelped and dropped the several bags of merchandise she had been carrying, thankfully catching Max in the process. By the time Julian showed up, however, she didn't seem too upset about the ordeal, smiling and giggling at this panicked expression.<br><br>"What's ze matter, lose your pet?" the girl asked in a somewhat heavy French accent, petting Max a few times before holding the cat to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 07:57:45</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia would simply nod, not reading too much into the accent while she herself returned to her breakfast. After all, it wouldn't be particularly hard for somebody to book passage between Earth and mars these days, so seeing a bit of a blending in the culture was something that Cecilia sort of expected to see. Besides, she had been on mars for all of a day, so she didn't exactly have time to learn the lay of the land either. "Oh, pardon my manners. My name is Cecilia, Cecilia Stargrove." She smiled, offering Audra her hand. "yours?"<br><br>She didn't really expect to meet a fellow Gundam Fighter so early into the competition, so she wasn't really reading too much into Audra's actions. Besides, it wasn't like she was actively trying to uncover any sorts of secrets. "As for the liveliness in town? I would be willing to bet that a lot of it is because of the Gundam Fight... Seeing those battles firsthand is a thrill not a lot of people would be willing to pass up."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Audra Garnir," Audra extended a hand of her own and gave Cecilia a firm handshake. "You're likely right on that account. I know I'm here for the Fights. I guess you are as well?" Audra wasn't exactly lying, she was there for the fights...she just didn't say in capacity. "I can't say I know how they're going to run fights if two pilots just randomly run into each other in the of a large city...are there designated fighting areas? I know when they did fights back on earth nearly a century ago Gundams just fought in the streets. As exciting as that would be...I don't think I'd want to be that close." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 08:12:26</strong>
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				The cat seemed extremely reluctant to leave the french girl's grip, and mewed heavily when she tried to hand it back over to it's rightful owner. Julian, during this time, would just laugh uneasily and take Max from her, which caused the cat to surrender and nestle gently into his owner's arms. "As a matter of fact I did... thanks for catching him for me, Max can get out of hand from time to time." He let out a small laugh, noticing the bags that were scattered across the ground. "Uh-oh, Max didn't cause you to drop anything fragile, did he?" By this point, Julian noticed that the rather trendy attired brunette was actually pretty cute, and that accent certainly caught his ear too. <br><br>.......................................<br><br>Cecilia simply smiled and shook Audra's hand, though her grip was a bit less firm then the other woman's was. After Audra spoke, Cecilia laughed lightly and nodded. "Yeah, I guess you could say that I'm here for the fight too." Like Audra, Cecilia wasn't exactly lying either, saying almost the exact same line with the exact same thought process behind it. Of course, she didn't really have long to dwell on that thought before the topic started to shift towards the actual mechanics of the fight itself. "I'm pretty sure there are designated fighting zones outside of the residential areas, actually. As far as I know, it's to ensure the safety of the civilians here, and keep collateral damage to a minimum."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 08:45:02</strong>
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				"Well, good to see the Gundam Fight committee decided on that," Audra said with a nod. By this time her coffee had arrive and the waitress assured her that breakfast would be on its way shortly. "I see why the martians are so keen on the event unlike what I read about the fight on earth a long time ago." She took a sip from her coffee. Although some sugar and cream had been set down with the cup, Audra didn't move to add any; straight black coffee was her preference and the roast was very much to her liking, French vanilla. <br><br>"Do you have a favorite to win?" The question was innocent enough, but Audra was already trying to think of how to answer her own question when it would be voiced back to her. It would be safe enough to say Neo-France, her accent was hardly an identifying feature of her true identity. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 14:00:42</strong>
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				The brunette shook her head and continued to smile as she bent down to pick up the half-dozen bags she had been carrying, seeming rather unfazed by the whole ordeal. Maybe she just felt happy that the cat had taken such a liking to her out of nowhere. "It's mostly just clothes and a few oszer souvenirs. I didn't hear anyszing break, so we should be good," she said as she stood back up. "You should really watch zat cat of yours better, zough. It can be dangerous in a city like zis. You're just lucky I was here to catch him," she scolded in a friendly manner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 20:30:26</strong>
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				Cecilia paused at that next question, humming softly under her breath for a few moments. Sure enough, she figured that she could answer this question honestly as well without arousing any kind of suspicion about her being a Gundam fighter. Then again, it really wasn't something that Cecilia had to keep secret, she just would prefer to stay under the radar until she had a bit more time to herself to train and get used to the Legacy. After all, she was fairly confident that she really wasn't much of a match for all of the veteran Gundam fighters that were scattered all over the planet right now. "Well, I guess you could say I'm pulling for Neo England to win, but I'm pretty sure that isn't going to happen."<br><br>...............................................................................<br><br>Julian smiled lightly and nodded, seeming to be in rather good spirits despite the brunette's playful scolding. He took a moment to attach a small leash to Max's collar, so that he could do a little bit of exploring without getting too far away, before he set the cat down again and returned his attention to the brunette. "Note taken, thanks again for your help..." He paused for a moment, thinking about rather or not to just leave this as a single encounter, or perhaps try to get to know her a little bit more. She was most certainly cute enough, and she seemed really friendly to boot... Sure, why not? "Oh, uh, My name's Julian, what's yours?" He began to offer her his hand, but he realized that they were still filled with bags, so he withdrew it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-02-2012, 21:03:06</strong>
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				The brunette smiled wider and shifted her bags just enough so that she could reach out and shake his hand properly. She didn't want to display poor manners when she was first meeting someone. "I'm Sapphira," she answered as she shook it, wondering whether he was introducing himself to polite or if he was looking to stick around. She decided to herself that she wouldn't mind so much if it was the latter... "And your little friend is Max, right?" she continued, reaching out to scratch the friendly tabby on the top of his head. The girl loved cats, but never had the chance to get one herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 00:34:22</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia paused at that next question, humming softly under her breath for a few moments. Sure enough, she figured that she could answer this question honestly as well without arousing any kind of suspicion about her being a Gundam fighter. Then again, it really wasn't something that Cecilia had to keep secret, she just would prefer to stay under the radar until she had a bit more time to herself to train and get used to the Legacy. After all, she was fairly confident that she really wasn't much of a match for all of the veteran Gundam fighters that were scattered all over the planet right now. "Well, I guess you could say I'm pulling for Neo England to win, but I'm pretty sure that isn't going to happen."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Audra gave Cecilia a bit of a curious look at her answer. "Oh? Why's that?" The Frenchwoman could only guess that Cecilia was British herself, although maybe a slightly less than patriotic sort. Of course Audra had no right to assess someone's patriotic-ness. "Me, I'm supporting Neo-France, if you couldn't tell already. It should be interesting to see how far she gets." While not self-deprecating, Audra didn't have that high of an opinion of how well she would like to do. She figured she'd do her best and leave things at that. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 00:58:22</strong>
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				Julian smiled lightly in surprise when she was able to shift around enough bags to shake his hand. "Well it's nice to meet you, Sapphira." He paused for a moment, laughing a little as Max purred softly and leaned his head into her hand. "And yeah, this is Max, who you've already met." He couldn't help but break into a wider, more genuine smile as he watched Sapphira interact with his cat, while Max had always been rather friendly to most people, he seemed to have taken a particular shining to this girl in particular. "So, what brings you to mars, Sapphira? I mean, your accent gives away that you're not a local."<br><br>......................................................<br><br>Cecilia would shift her gaze away, not really wanting to answer that question as to why she didn't have particularly high hopes for Neo England during this Gundam Fight. Still, she lifted her head back up after she took a few seconds to come up with a decent answer and she gave Audra a small nod. "I suppose only time will tell, won't it?" She looked up, smiling happily as her breakfast was finally brought out and she was able to start eating in full, instead of just sip on some tea and much on some appetizers before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 05:21:49</strong>
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				Sapphira seemed pretty happy herself that the cute little tabby had decided to form such a liking for on a whim, but now that she was starting to notice his owner was pretty cute himself, she was starting to feel even better about her day than she had before. "Have you ever tried booking a charter to Mars when it's not a Gundam Fight year? Ze wait can be months before you're even scheduled for a flight! Even if it's a lot more expensive, at least now zey're speeding it up a bit!" she lied, though she was too much of an expert to make it clear that she had other reasons for being here than just going on vacation. Not to mention she looked the part of a tourist, with all the store-hopping she was doing.<br><br>"How about you? You must have been planning a longer stay if you chose to bring Max along," she pointed out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 21:25:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia would shift her gaze away, not really wanting to answer that question as to why she didn't have particularly high hopes for Neo England during this Gundam Fight. Still, she lifted her head back up after she took a few seconds to come up with a decent answer and she gave Audra a small nod. "I suppose only time will tell, won't it?" She looked up, smiling happily as her breakfast was finally brought out and she was able to start eating in full, instead of just sip on some tea and much on some appetizers before.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Audra found it a little odd when Cecilia looked away, her question having likely either made her uncomfortable or upset her...for what reason the Frenchwoman didn't understand. Likely it might been because despite being loyal to her country she didn't have that much confidence in the pilot themselves. Well that was understandable, though without a straightforward answer from the woman across from her it was all Audra could assume. <br><br>She would get her breakfast not too long after Audra and dug in with earnest. She didn't say much unless prompted by questions from Cecilia. Audra just took in the atmosphere of the restaurant, of the city and its music beyond. After finishing her breakfast, while she hadn't exactly come into town looking to making friends, the prospect of it seemed more fun than returning to the base and being frustrated with her engineering core. <br><br>"Say, sorry if this is a little forward," Audra said, premising her idea. "You want to walk around the city together? I tried to get into the concert earlier but there was no way that was going to work. If you're not busy I could use the company. I don't feel like returning to my," she paused slightly to substitute something for the word 'base'. "...hotel right away." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 21:32:37</strong>
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				Julian couldn't help but smile when she talked about how she was just here to sight see, and that she was using the Gundam fight as a useful ploy to get a good charter over to mars without too much trouble. When she asked about what he was doing at mars, and she caught on to the fact that it was for more then just a quick tour since he brought his cat with him, he smiled a bit wider and scratched the back of his head with his free hand. "Oh, you were able to tell? I'm actually here for political reasons, more because of the connections that my father has then anything else." Well, it wasn't exactly a lie. Besides, it wasn't like Julian had to keep his status as a Gundam fighter a secret, he was tempted to just come right out and say it, but then he would run the risk of sounding a bit like a showoff. In Julian's experience, being a showoff really wasn't the best way to get girls more interested in talking to him.<br><br>...........................................................<br><br>Cecilia was, needless to say, rather surprised when Audra asked if she wanted to join her for a quick walk around the city. The whole reason that Cecilia had approached Audra and offered her table to begin with was because she wanted to meet new people and broaden her horizons, so the idea of actually taking a quick tour around the city with somebody walking alongside her was rather appealing to the blonde. She gave Audra a small nod before going back to her breakfast. "Sure, that sounds like a good idea. I don't really have anywhere I need to be anyway."<br><br>That's right, there was no real rush for Cecilia to go out and pick fights with everybody who was available if they had a whole year. Cecilia would have all the time in the world to just bunker down, train, and get ready for whatever trials came her way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 05:17:43</strong>
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				"Is zat so?" the brunette replied with a slight smile, not quite buying into his reason. He looked way too young to be involved in politics himself, and the way he phrased that didn't make it sound like he was just along for the ride with his father. She decided to push for the truth a little more, though she had to be cautious in order not to scare him off. "What country do you come from back on Earth? You're probably here to visit ze colonies you own, right?" she questioned, shifting her arms a little to hold the bags better. Holding them all while just standing around in one spot was making them tired.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 11:00:05</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia was, needless to say, rather surprised when Audra asked if she wanted to join her for a quick walk around the city. The whole reason that Cecilia had approached Audra and offered her table to begin with was because she wanted to meet new people and broaden her horizons, so the idea of actually taking a quick tour around the city with somebody walking alongside her was rather appealing to the blonde. She gave Audra a small nod before going back to her breakfast. "Sure, that sounds like a good idea. I don't really have anywhere I need to be anyway."<br><br>That's right, there was no real rush for Cecilia to go out and pick fights with everybody who was available if they had a whole year. Cecilia would have all the time in the world to just bunker down, train, and get ready for whatever trials came her way.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Magnifique!" Audra exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "It's good to come across such fast friends, isn't it? Did you have anywhere in particular you wanted to check out?" She pulled out her data pad and brought the city map on display. "The concert's in the central park...entire place was crowded with people, wouldn't really make for that much of a good place to walk around." Audra set the data pad down and turned it so that it was facing Cecilia. "Go on and pick. Whatever it'll be it'll be an adventure." <br><br>She found herself usually peppy. It might have been the atmosphere or having met someone new that didn't mind touring the city with a practically perfect stranger. Perhaps with the thoughts of her engineers and of the Blade Gundam being pushed further and further from her current thoughts might have something to do with it as well, Cecelia providing the perfect distraction.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 15:52:16</strong>
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				Julian nodded lightly, unable to stop himself from smiling a bit when she saw right through his little statement about being here for political reasons. "I'd be lying if I said that this wasn't a chance for me to get out and see what mars was like from the surface, yeah. As for where I'm from?" Julian hardly thought that was relevant information, but whatever. "I'm from Norway. I'd ask where you come from, but it's pretty obvious from your accent." With a small laugh, he shifted his gaze towards the nearby buildings, as he had spotted how her arms were getting a little tired. "Hey, if you wanted to talk some more, I could wait until you went and dropped off your bags..."<br><br>................................................................<br><br>Cecilia couldn't help but giggle softly at just how energetic her new companion seemed to be just because Cecilia had agreed to take a quick tour of the town with her. When in the presence of somebody so upbeat, it was rather difficult for Cecilia herself to not feel a bit more pep in her step. She finished off her breakfast before rising to her feet and taking a look at the city map. "Uhmmm.... All these locations are kinda foreign to me... so..." She paused, lifting her gaze back up towards Audra with a kind smile. "Why don't we just wander and see where our feet take us?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-02-2012, 20:33:44</strong>
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				"Who knows, it may not be as obvious as you szink it is..." Sapphira replied with a small laugh, familiar with people thinking she was from France just because of the accent. She would avoid getting into the truth too deeply, though. She perked up even more when he said he would be willing to wait for her to drop off her bags, happy he would want to continue talking to her. It had been a long time since she had really had anyone her own age to talk to. "Sounds like a plan! Just give me a minute to throw these in my car," she said before heading briskly off down the street. It would only be a few minutes before she returned, so her car must have been nearby anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>15-02-2012, 08:10:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia couldn't help but giggle softly at just how energetic her new companion seemed to be just because Cecilia had agreed to take a quick tour of the town with her. When in the presence of somebody so upbeat, it was rather difficult for Cecilia herself to not feel a bit more pep in her step. She finished off her breakfast before rising to her feet and taking a look at the city map. "Uhmmm.... All these locations are kinda foreign to me... so..." She paused, lifting her gaze back up towards Audra with a kind smile. "Why don't we just wander and see where our feet take us?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Audra wasn't expecting Cecilia to be familiar with the area really, assuming that she was a tourist. Of course, direction or no direction, it came out to the same thing, didn't it? Returning the blonde's smile, Audra nodded, "A good plan as any." She put away her data pad and finished up her breakfast, partly scarfing down the rest of the food and chasing it with her glass of water. "I kinda want to keep an ear on the music, so why don't we walk the city blocks around the park." <br><br>Once they had paid for their meals, Audra would take the lead, her data pad in hand with the map of the city so they didn't get too lost. A small sound alerted her of a message from her crew. Still a little annoyed with them, the brunette didn't bother checking it. If Cecilia inquired, Audra would just wave it off as nothing and turn the data pad to silent. <br><br>"Are you from earth or the colonies, out of curiosity?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-02-2012, 14:43:13</strong>
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				Julian smiled a bit wider when she got rather excited by the prospect of going to drop off her bags before coming back to talk with him some more, as that basically eliminated the potential for this to be a one and done conversation between him and the rather cute french girl. He stood by patiently, waiting for her to come back up a few minutes later before he spoke again. "Well then, Sapphira. Was there anything in particular that you wanted to do around these parts? I mean, other then just buy out every department store that you lay eyes on?" He figured there had to be at least one other thing that she was interested in, since he still thought that she was a tourist.<br><br>...............................................<br><br>Cecilia would give her a slightly concerned look when her data pad chimed, and she was about to ask if she was getting in the way of something before Audra quickly moved to silence the pad and continued her trek down the streets. She would have asked Audra herself if she was interrupting something, however, the brunette had a rather frustrated look on her face and Cecilia didn't really feel like pressing her. As such, she simply continued to walk along the city blocks alongside Audra, keeping her hands behind her back the entire time. "Mm? Oh, yes. I'm from Neo England, actually..." She giggled uneasily and shifted her gaze away. "I guess that kinda explains my bias towards them for this years fight, huh?"<br><br>Well, of course Cecilia had a lot greater reason to be biased towards Neo England in this Gundam fight, however, she was so anxious about what was to come, and dreading the actual thought of fighting a skilled opponent so much, that she simply wouldn't have the guts to state her real reasons for wanting Neo England this year.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-02-2012, 15:39:16</strong>
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				Sapphira laughed and rolled her eyes at his teasing as she started to walk down the street, trying to think of something they could do that wouldn't require Julian to run all the way back to wherever he was staying and put Max back. She had been in this town since early this morning, so she had at least noticed a few promising attractions. "Well, what sort of szings are you interested in? I hear zere's a film festival today in celebration of ze Gundam Fight. Zey're showing a bunch of movies that were made about ze Fight," she offered as a suggestion. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>15-02-2012, 22:22:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia would give her a slightly concerned look when her data pad chimed, and she was about to ask if she was getting in the way of something before Audra quickly moved to silence the pad and continued her trek down the streets. She would have asked Audra herself if she was interrupting something, however, the brunette had a rather frustrated look on her face and Cecilia didn't really feel like pressing her. As such, she simply continued to walk along the city blocks alongside Audra, keeping her hands behind her back the entire time. "Mm? Oh, yes. I'm from Neo England, actually..." She giggled uneasily and shifted her gaze away. "I guess that kinda explains my bias towards them for this years fight, huh?"<br><br>Well, of course Cecilia had a lot greater reason to be biased towards Neo England in this Gundam fight, however, she was so anxious about what was to come, and dreading the actual thought of fighting a skilled opponent so much, that she simply wouldn't have the guts to state her real reasons for wanting Neo England this year.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I suppose Old England wouldn't particularly care about colonial affairs, now would it?" Audra gave a small laugh. She certainly knew Old France didn't care, especially since she was also born of the colony as oppose to on earth. "Still though, I find that some people still feel a pride through sameness; if Neo England succeeds so does Old England, nationalist logic like that." She shrugged though. <br><br>"I'm from Neo-France myself, though I don't particularly care if our fighter wins or not. It'd be neat, but I'm not overjoyed by the prospect." <br><br>Rounding a corner, there was a news crew milling about, taping some feature likely about the crowded city and the attraction the Gundam had brought into the martian streets. Audra grimaced when she saw them, though she didn't alter her course in case she got the Neo-Englishwoman next to her suspicious. All she could do was do her best to blend in with the crowd, despite the distinctive red streak in her brown hair. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 01:03:39</strong>
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				Julian couldn't help but roll his eyes when Sapphira mentioned that the two of them could go and watch a couple of movies concerning the Gundam fight. Still, he had a smile on his face, and it was more of a sarcastic action then anything else. "Let me take a wild guess at what those movies are going to be about... The first Gundam, you know, the one that won world peace... The first Gundam FIGHT, maybe those two parts in the same movie... My bet though? The overwhelming majority of the movies are going to be about the war between the God and Devil Gundams. I mean, it's ripe for material in making movies... most of the adaptations that I've seen tend to go a bit over the top with it though."<br><br>.................................<br><br>Cecilia would also feel rather uneasy around the news crew, since in her own mind it simply made sense that they would want to know more about the attractive young blonde engineer who was really only here because her father had designed something that was supposed to be the ultimate Gundam and she was something of a subject matter expert. True, her father would likely have been more suited for the job, but Cecilia was younger, thus had more time to grow into being a fighter, and she had also displayed legitimate potential with the Legacy...<br><br>Well, that was how her own mind worked anyway, it could have been just as likely that the news crew didn't care in the slightest about Cecilia's story. "Yeah, I guess that kinda is how it works, isn't it?" She couldn't help but giggle a little bit, still uneasy due to their proximity with the news crew. "People can be kinda funny, can't they?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 05:34:47</strong>
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				Sapphira smiled and shook her head at Julian's assessment of what would probably available at this Gundam Film Festival in town, an assessment that was probably quite accurate. Even as someone who hadn't watched many movies in her life, she knew of at least a dozen movies based on the 13th Gundam Fight that had come out over the last century, every single one of which had a different interpretation of the story. Her mother always complained about how Neo Hollywood seemed more interested in spicing up the story than retelling the glory of war as it had actually happened back then. "I'm sure we can find at least a few szings if you're not interested in watching another Domon Kasshu story," she said, before a thought seemed to strike her. "By the way, who do you szink is going to win ze Fight zis year? If you're into politics, you must know a lot about ze Fighters," she inferred, though she knew if he really was in politics, he probably would have recognized her by now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>17-02-2012, 18:21:14</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia would also feel rather uneasy around the news crew, since in her own mind it simply made sense that they would want to know more about the attractive young blonde engineer who was really only here because her father had designed something that was supposed to be the ultimate Gundam and she was something of a subject matter expert. True, her father would likely have been more suited for the job, but Cecilia was younger, thus had more time to grow into being a fighter, and she had also displayed legitimate potential with the Legacy...<br><br>Well, that was how her own mind worked anyway, it could have been just as likely that the news crew didn't care in the slightest about Cecilia's story. "Yeah, I guess that kinda is how it works, isn't it?" She couldn't help but giggle a little bit, still uneasy due to their proximity with the news crew. "People can be kinda funny, can't they?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Audra's mirth was replaced with annoyance and worry with the presence of the news crew so she didn't so much as return Cecilia's answer. Looking around, Audra cursed under her breath when she saw there wasn't the way in easy escape if the news crew say her...so much for a relaxing day in the city. She kept an uneasy eye on the camera and hoped, as they walked by they would notice them. <br><br>It was then that she saw the camera point right at her, picking her out in the middle of the crowd. Vultures have keen eyes it would seem. As the crew started moving forward, Audra knew that she could either stay and have her identity exposed to the rest of the G-Fighters...or she could run and arouse suspicion that way. Grabbing Cecilia's hand, Audra started moving through the crowd, not care if she bowled people over, trailing blazing through the people. She heard the new crew shout after them. Looking behind her she saw they were giving chase. <br><br>"I think it's time for a run, don't you? 'Course you do!" Even if she became suspicious to Cecilia, it's not like she would able to act on information right? What were the chances she would randomly run into another Gundam fighter just like that anyway?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-02-2012, 04:31:03</strong>
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				Julian shifted his gaze back towards Sapphira and nodded when she asked about who he thought was going to be winning the Gundam fight this year. Of course, this made the urge to come out and tell her that he was a Gundam fighter all the more tempting, but he figured he would lead her along for a little while longer. After all, he wanted this supposed civilian to be more interested in him as a person rather then the fact that he pilots an 18 meter tall death machine for a living. He wasn't sure yet if Sapphira would really be the kind of person he wanted to date for sure yet, but seeing more attraction to Julian the man, rather then Julian the Gundam Fighter, was a perfectly good start in his eyes. "Hmm, there's a lot of really talented players coming to the field this year, it's kinda hard to say. Part of me just wants to say that Neo China will stomp face this year again, but I'm not so sure that will be the case."<br><br>He paused, looking towards her. "Oh! And did you hear that now Mars has it's own Gundam Fighter?"<br><br>...........................................................................<br><br>Cecilia yelped softly as the situation started to degrade a little bit, with Audra trying to run away from the press and them seemingly giving chase. "Um, right!" She would simply follow behind Audra, her heart racing far too much for her to really put together thoughts of her own. She was actually a pretty bad people person, so when it came to being chased by attention hungry people that seemed to be following behind her. Looking up at Audra, Cecilia's eyes shifted a tiny bit though, as she realized that it was her that was fleeing from these people, rather then Cecilia.<br><br>Was she some sort of criminal or something? What had Cecilia gotten herself into?<br><br>Cecilia's imagination had a tendency to make pretty crazy leaps whenever she was panicked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>18-02-2012, 05:51:26</strong>
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				Audra thought she might have recognized the news crew, or at least its cameraman--they had interviewed her before after some of her fencing matches. It was as if the universe was conspiring to make her life difficult...first a not completely finished Gundam and now people who didn't realized that calling attention to her would make the fight all the more difficult for her, especially if people knew what she looked like. Such information wasn't hard find out though, especially as the fight got underway...but she didn't need the information handed out to everyone on a silver platter either. <br><br>She was relieve a bit to know Cecilia was going along with this. No doubt the blonde had questions already, but so she guess that she would have to explain the situation. Audra took the next right and ran down an alleyway. She had taken a few strides in when she saw that the alleyway led into a dead end. Precious seconds lost. Turning around she had sealed her fate; the camera was focused on her and the microphone from the news lady was uncomfortably close to her mouth. <br><br>"Audra Garnir of Neo-France!" the lady announced. Audra definitely recognized her touring of the fencing circuits. "It's been so long! Glad we could catch up with you. Would you care to tell our viewers how excited you are to be representing your country in this year's Gundam Fight?" Audra resisted the urge to give the news lady and the camera a death glare; as much as she hated to walk on eggshells with the news, she was an ambassador's daughter...the training had been practically indoctrinated into her. <br><br>"I'm looking forward to representing Neo-France proper," Audra forcing a smile on her lips. Well practiced at masking her face for the news, the smile would appear to most to be genuine. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-02-2012, 05:59:59</strong>
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				Sapphira smiled wider as Julian brought up Mars' new Gundam Fighter, reaching over to scratch Max behind the ears again. "I had heard zat, actually. I'm not sure zey stand a chance against some of ze more experienced countries, though. Like you said, Yun Saici has a couple victories under his belt already, and I don't see him stopping zere," she commented, sharing a very general version of her thoughts on the subject. She had done extensive research already on several of the Gundam Fight representatives, but she didn't want to let that be known yet. It would make him suspicious to see some random girl knowing so much about countries other than her own, even though he <em>did</em> probably still think she was from Neo France. "I always like to see someone new win, zough. It's never as much fun when it's just ze person you're already expecting to take the crown."<br><br>As the pair (or trio, depending on if you counted Max) got deeper into the city, a thin crowd started to appear in the area in which the films from the festival were being screened. Thankfully, it looked like no one was really on the lookout for Gundam Fighters in this less popular city, so the pair was relatively safe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-02-2012, 06:09:02</strong>
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				Cecilia was more then a little surprised when Audra was suddenly pulled into an interview, pulling the title of Neo-France's Gundam Fighter right along with her. At that point, her stomach just about fell into her gut, as she was currently of the mindset that just about any Gundam fighter on the entire roster would be capable of completely tap dancing all over her in a fight. She started to slowly back away, playing with her thumbs uneasily when Audra addressed the press. She considered running away at that point for a few moments, however, Audra had been very nice to her over their short time together, and it would be extremely rude if Cecilia just bolted just because she was a Gundam Fighter.<br><br>Perhaps Cecilia would be honest with her and hope that the two of them could just look away. It didn't seem like anybody in the media was particularly interested in her just yet. For that, she was thankful.<br><br>................................................................<br><br>Julian would simply nod in agreement and continue walking with her. "Yeah, it would be kinda boring if Yun Saici won again, like I said though, there are a whole lot of really good prospects taking the battlefield this year. Who knows? We might even see something of a dark horse come in and take the mantle." He smiled lightly, knowing full well that, while his father hand gotten relatively far in a few of his Gundam fights, he was never really given any sort of attention. Perhaps Julian would be the one to change that, he could only hope that was the case. "For instance, I hear that Neo America is pulling out all the stops this time, and I think that Neo England has some kind of prototype Gundam that's supposed to be the most advanced weapon that we've ever seen in the Gundam fight..."<br><br>He shrugged lightly.<br>"From what I hear, it's about 10 years old though, so I have to wonder if it's really as super advanced as Neo England boasts it is."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-02-2012, 06:35:29</strong>
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				Sapphira nodded, wondering how to reply as Julian spoke about the Neo English Gundam that was being debuted this year. From her research, she knew that the intended pilot for this particular marvel had been killed years back, so, while she wouldn't get overconfident, she wasn't expecting too much of a challenge from that one. She wasn't as much of an expert as she wished she was, though, and, if the events leading up to the Spartan Restoration had taught her anything, it was that the winner wasn't always the person you'd expect it to be. <br><br>Just before she could speak, however, Sapphira was cut off by shouts and cries as people dived out of the way of what appeared to be an out-of-control souvenir truck barreling right down the street toward them. Without thinking, the brunette shoved Julian and his pet out of the way of the two tons of unforgiving steel coming at them, squinting her eyes shut then as she had left no time to get herself to safety, the rampaging vehicle just a few meters away. There was little she could do for herself then, but fortune was with her, as a red-haired girl (http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/1202-1780969554.jpg) in a regal-looking white dress jumped between her and the truck, raising up a thick, flat, circular wooden shield with a thick metal spike on the end just in time for the truck to collide with her defense. <br><br>What then would have been a gruesome accident for a normal person turned into an incredible display of strength, as the truck crashed to a halt on the red-haired girl's shield, only pushing her a few inches back toward Sapphira and making her bite her lip with strain as she brought the runaway vehicle to a halt. With the danger finally averted, the girl exhaled deeply and pulled her shield back the spike having pierced the truck's engine and left it useless for the time being. She then turned to look between Sapphira and Julian with a light smile. "Ye both alright?" she inquired in a surprisingly soft voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 21:56:46</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia was more then a little surprised when Audra was suddenly pulled into an interview, pulling the title of Neo-France's Gundam Fighter right along with her. At that point, her stomach just about fell into her gut, as she was currently of the mindset that just about any Gundam fighter on the entire roster would be capable of completely tap dancing all over her in a fight. She started to slowly back away, playing with her thumbs uneasily when Audra addressed the press. She considered running away at that point for a few moments, however, Audra had been very nice to her over their short time together, and it would be extremely rude if Cecilia just bolted just because she was a Gundam Fighter.<br><br>Perhaps Cecilia would be honest with her and hope that the two of them could just look away. It didn't seem like anybody in the media was particularly interested in her just yet. For that, she was thankful.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Audra's answer to the report's question seemed to delight her. She'd ask the Gundam Fighter a few more questions regarding her journey to Mars and how she's enjoying her stay in the city so far. It seemed as though they might have left getting sound bites from Audra, but the report was nudged by her camera man who whisper to her while looking in the blonde's direction. <br><br>"Oh my, you're Neo-England's fighter, Cecilia Stargrove!" <br><br>"You're what?!" Audra said turning to Cecilia her eyes a little wide in surprise. Despite being an ambassador's daughter, Audra herself wasn't given a whole lot of intel or insight as to who the other fighters were, her chance to do so being on the Flame of Unity...where she spent most of her time to herself and away from people. <br><br>The report asked Cecilia, "How does it feel being one of the younger pilots in this competition? Being the engineer of your Gundam you must know how to bring out its potential, yes?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 22:09:13</strong>
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				Julian was actually just moments away from taking action himself to get Sapphira out of the path of the truck as well, since his Gundam fighter training would have gotten them both out of the way in ample time, however, before he could he found himself getting shoved out of the way and hitting the ground. There was a moment of dismay where Julian was panicked that Sapphira was about to get crushed, however, the red haired woman jumped in the way with that shield of hers and brought the thing slamming to a stop. With a surprised look, he got back up to his feet and looked over at her, giving her a thankful nod while he dusted off his pants and eased an absolutely panicked tabby who's claws were digging into his shirt.<br>"Yeah, I'm alright... thank you."<br><br>He looked over at Sapphira for a moment, making sure that she was also okay before he returned his attention to the redhead.<br><br>He knew her, she was a Gundam fighter... What was her name? A-something, damn, he couldn't remember it.<br><br>..............................................<br><br>Cecilia's stomach churned again when the people suddenly remembered who she was and started to ask her all about her role in the Gundam fight as well as the Legacy. She would simply take a few steps backwards, now feeling very, very uneasy about this entire setting. Maybe making her first stop a huge city wasn't the best idea in the world. She spoke in a very soft voice, stumbling over her words as she often did whenever she got panicked or uneasy. "I- I just... um..."<br><br>She gave Audra a look for a few moments as though asking for help, since she really had no idea what she was supposed to say. She didn't want to come out anything about how self conscious she was about her inexperience, otherwise she'd just be putting a massive target on her head by those seeking out an easy and early victory.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 04:13:06</strong>
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				For her part, Sapphira actually looked surprisingly well-composed for someone who had just nearly been run over, especially a regular civilian. After the shock and adrenaline had passed, she nodded and thanked the red-haired girl, backing up to give herself a small area of security. The girl assured each of them that they were welcome as she hooked the shield around her back with a leather strap, but she stopped when she got a good look at Julian. "Hey, I know you," she said in a soft, but cheerful voice, surprisingly calm considering she had just jumped in the path of a runaway truck. "You're Julian Arrowind. We met when our fathers fought each other in the Finals twelve years ago," she claimed, apparently having a good memory for names and faces, even those that had grown up significantly. Sapphira glanced over at Julian, but seemed more amused at her suspicions being right than surprised.<br><br>"Your father's not fighting again, is he? I would have thought he'd retire by now, not that I'd mind a shot at him myself," the Scottish-accented redhead mused, misjudging the reason for him being here entirely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 05:11:59</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia's stomach churned again when the people suddenly remembered who she was and started to ask her all about her role in the Gundam fight as well as the Legacy. She would simply take a few steps backwards, now feeling very, very uneasy about this entire setting. Maybe making her first stop a huge city wasn't the best idea in the world. She spoke in a very soft voice, stumbling over her words as she often did whenever she got panicked or uneasy. "I- I just... um..."<br><br>She gave Audra a look for a few moments as though asking for help, since she really had no idea what she was supposed to say. She didn't want to come out anything about how self conscious she was about her inexperience, otherwise she'd just be putting a massive target on her head by those seeking out an easy and early victory.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Really...what were the odds? Audra couldn't remember a time when her luck might have been worse. She was sure some higher power was likely controlling the events of her life and that this was bound to happen. Taking note of the desperate, panicked look Cecilia gave her, Audra couldn't help but feel for the girl; from the looks of it she didn't have a whole lot of experience dealing with press...though Audra knew that such skills were acquired when it came to these media vultures. <br><br>Audra stepped forward and placed her hand over the camera, much to the horror of the news team. "If you don't mind me saying, you've interrupted us." <br><br>"Oh!" The reported exclaimed. "You were both discussing the terms of your Gundam Fight, weren't you? Why else would you two happen to be together! Neo-England, Neo-France! Classic! Care to tell us when and where it'll be taking place?" <br><br>"Wait, what?" Audra said, now her time to become flustered and without a word to say. Shit, now they were trapped. She gave Cecilia a bit of sideways glance. If she could have apologized in words she would have, but for now she hoped that her look would suffice. "It's...going to be tomorrow, in the canyons, as per standard rules." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 05:23:10</strong>
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				Julian paused in surprise when she suddenly fired off his name, seemingly knowing exactly who he was, and who his father was at the same time. When she talked about the event that had taken place about twelve years ago, he lifted his hand up to his forehead and tried to recall the incident in question... yeah... he remembered a few visions of him talking to a pretty cute redhead back when he was younger... he was so excited back in those days, since it was just about the first time that he had actually gotten about halfway flirty with a girl. The memories made him smile... younger days... He removed his hand from his forehead and looked up at her, unfortunately, her name didn't quite come back to him just yet. He decided to just play it off by just answering the question. "No, my father's not taking part in the Gundam Fight this year... he's handed the mantle down to me, actually."<br><br>He glanced over at Sapphira, wondering how she was reacting to the exposed knowledge that he was a Gundam Fighter.<br><br>.....................................................<br><br>Cecilia's face went visibly pale when words went up about the Gundam fight. Of course, Neo France and Neo England had developed something of a Gundam fight rivalry over the last 20 years or so, since they were the last two standing for the division title and had to go into a very serious and intense fight that lasted for almost an hour. Ever since then, it was kinda hard to bring up conversations about the Gundam Fight rivalries without talking about Neo England and Neo France. She simply bit her lip and took a few steps backwards. "Uhm... Yeah, that's just about right..."<br><br>Oh god, she was going to be fighting tomorrow!? In front of people? Against her country's RIVAL!? How could this possibly get any worse? Cecilia felt like she was about to melt through the floor right where she stood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 05:37:30</strong>
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				The Neo Scottish girl seemed to pleasantly surprised to hear Julian was taking part in the Fight himself. "Really? I never would have thought you had it in you, but I guess you probably thought the same of me back then," she said with a happy smile, realizing with a start that Sapphira had been cut out of the conversation. "Oh, I'm sorry! I'm Anessa Docherty" she introduced herself, saving Julian the trouble of trying to remember a name he had last heard when he was nine or ten. Despite how the rather pretty redhead had cut in on her talk with Julian, Sapphira smiled politely and introduced herself in turn, shaking Anessa's hand with a slight wince. Even her handshake was a bit overwhelming in power, though it didn't seem to be intentional.<br><br>Still rather light-hearted, Anessa stepped aside and looked at Julian again, this time with the subtlest competitive glint in her eye. "Well, as long as we're both here, how about a friendly little Gundam Fight? I promise I won't be so mean as to take your head off on the first day."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 06:15:31</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: SargentToughie</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia's face went visibly pale when words went up about the Gundam fight. Of course, Neo France and Neo England had developed something of a Gundam fight rivalry over the last 20 years or so, since they were the last two standing for the division title and had to go into a very serious and intense fight that lasted for almost an hour. Ever since then, it was kinda hard to bring up conversations about the Gundam Fight rivalries without talking about Neo England and Neo France. She simply bit her lip and took a few steps backwards. "Uhm... Yeah, that's just about right..."<br><br>Oh god, she was going to be fighting tomorrow!? In front of people? Against her country's RIVAL!? How could this possibly get any worse? Cecilia felt like she was about to melt through the floor right where she stood.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The answer seemed to satisfy the reporter's appetite for an exclusive scoop of news. No doubt they were going to be making a big deal out of this match on the newsreel tonight. Thanking the two ladies for their time, the news lady left with her crew and disappeared among the crowd, likely off to be vultures somewhere else. Audra let out a frustrated sigh once they were out of earshot. Her eyes glance over at her opponent for tomorrow. The look of horror on the blonde's face didn't really help matters. Audra remembered Cecilia attitude when she had been referring to the Neo-England fighter when they had been talking under their assumed identities...the young woman didn't seem that confident in her own abilities. <br><br>Audra placed a hand on Cecilia's shoulder and smiled. "Sorry about that...but there was no way they were going to let us live it down or avoiding a fight with each other. For what it's worth, I just wanted a quiet day...being an ambassador's daughter has so many downsides..." She let out another venting sigh and then added. "What do you say to just giving them a show? We don't need to be aiming for the other's head...besides I think too many people would be disappointed if we weren't fighting or something bigger...like the division title." <br><br>Extending a hand to seal the deal, Audra said, "Think of it as a sparring match." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 06:25:01</strong>
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				Julian was rather surprised to see that Sapphira was handling all of this rather well, and he glanced back towards Anessa with a small smirk. Well, she had just called him out right here in front of the girl he was trying to impress, he couldn't very well just shy away now, could he? "Sure, a friendly fight just to get us both warmed up for what's gonna come." With that he laughed, and began to back away a bit, his own competitive streak was apparently starting to come to life. "And who says that you're the one in control of that? Because just to let you know, I plan on starting my Gundam Fight campaign on a good note... See you in the battle zone in 20 minutes?" he had to get some what to get into contact with Sapphira, after all, he wasn't quite ready to bring an end to his day with her just yet. Perhaps if he fought well, she'd be impressed enough to want to hang around him a little more.<br><br>......................................................<br><br>Cecilia looked away, still pale faced and sick to the point that she was afraid she was going to throw up even as Audra put a hand on her shoulder. The idea of it just being a friendly sparring match made her breathe just a little bit easier, but it didn't really help all that much. "Y-yeah... sure..." So many thoughts, so many fears, were running through Cecilia's head right at this point. She felt terribly afraid for what was about to happen between her and Audra tomorrow, she felt guilty that she had played a role in Audra's quiet day being shot to pieces, she felt resentful towards those vultures that had swarmed them for forcing her into this situation... Perhaps if she herself had done something different, if Cecilia had been more decisive or bold, things would have changed.<br><br>It was all her fault, in her own mind.<br>"See you tomorrow then? I think I'm just, uh, gonna go home for now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 07:00:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa nodded in an upbeat matter, bowing her head to Julian and Sapphira each in turn. "I'm looking forward to it. Don't keep me waiting too long, alright?" she requested with one last soft smile, before turning around and walking away into the crowd. Even though she had less reason to be talking to Julian than Anessa did, Sapphira was somehow glad to see the girl gone for the moment, and she was looking forward to seeing what kind of Fighter Julian really was. If he turned out to be really bad, though, hopefully the redhead would keep her word and not take his head off, so at least he would stick around a bit longer. "So, I guess I know ze real reason you're here, now," Sapphira teased as she walked back over to where Julian stood, the whole incident with nearly getting splattered apparently becoming old hat. "Need someone to watch little Max while you go off and fight? I promise not to run away wisz him before you get back," she offered, not knowing if she had given him enough reason to trust her that much. Other than having just attempted to save his life, of course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 08:53:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[quote author=]Cecilia looked away, still pale faced and sick to the point that she was afraid she was going to throw up even as Audra put a hand on her shoulder. The idea of it just being a friendly sparring match made her breathe just a little bit easier, but it didn't really help all that much. "Y-yeah... sure..." So many thoughts, so many fears, were running through Cecilia's head right at this point. She felt terribly afraid for what was about to happen between her and Audra tomorrow, she felt guilty that she had played a role in Audra's quiet day being shot to pieces, she felt resentful towards those vultures that had swarmed them for forcing her into this situation... Perhaps if she herself had done something different, if Cecilia had been more decisive or bold, things would have changed.<br><br>It was all her fault, in her own mind.<br><br>"See you tomorrow then? I think I'm just, uh, gonna go home for now."[/quote]<br><br>Audra just gave Cecilia a curious look, still sensing her nerves and her worries...but she didn't push the matter further. The Neo-Frenchwoman was a little disappointed that Cecilia wanted to head home so soon...though given her previous behavior, Audra couldn't quite blame her. <br><br>"Oh, alright. Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." Audra put forth her best smile and place a hand again on Cecilia's shoulder. "Remember, we're just going to have a bit of fun, nothing big." With that Audra retracted her hand and gave Cecilia a wave goodbye before turning to start going on into the city by herself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 16:21:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian simply nodded, still wondering just how in the world she was able to so easily get over the fact that she had almost gotten plastered by a runaway truck. Well, if she wasn't stressing over it, then neither was Julian, he supposed. He simply offered the cat to Sapphira before he took a step back and reached into his pocket to see if he could find some sort of writing material. "Sure... Do you have a phone number, or something I could use to get into contact with you again once the fight is over?" Naturally, Max wasn't the only reason that he wanted some consistent way to get into contact with Sapphira, but the little orange tabby would be a pretty handy excuse for the time being.<br><br>................................................<br><br>Cecilia would simply give Audra a nod, placing stock in the brunette's words, before she began to make her way back to her hotel room, where she plopped down on the bed and draped her arm over her eyes. Just because it was a friendly spar didn't mean that Cecilia wasn't stressing out about it, how would it reflect on Neo England WHEN she went out there tomorrow and absolutely got trounced.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 17:09:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira seemed rather cheerful as she took Max back into her arms, letting the cat snuggle in against her. She felt a little nervous keeping an eye on the pet of someone she barely knew, especially out in public, but it felt good to know she could be trusted. "Well, we'll probably be zere watching ze fight, but you should probably have it just in case," she replied, offering Julian her cell phone number. "Make sure you don't lose it. I don't want to have to take your cat home with me." She smiled and stroked the top of the tabby's head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 04:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian nodded, putting her number into his own phone before he began to take a few steps backwards. "Right, well I'll be calling you if I don't see you anywhere around after I'm done with my Gundam fight." He smiled and waved her off. "See you when it's over, Sapphira." With that he turned around and began to make his way back towards were he kept his lander. He was genuinely surprised by how little Sapphira seemed to care that he was a Gundam Fighter, she didn't seem bothered by it at all. While it wasn't something that he was expecting, he wasn't exactly going to complain about it either.<br><br>He docked up in his lander, and about fifteen minutes after he left Sapphira and Max, the Eternity Gundam was making it's way to the designated battle zone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 04:26:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The red and gold Gundam that awaited Julian at the designated Fight zone looked thick and sturdy, capable of delivering powerful hits as well as taking them. Half of the Gundam's face was painted white and the other half blue, and a coat of arms was painted on the fronts of each of the shoulders, it being the coats of arms of the House of Docherty. In the brief encounter, Anessa had failed to mention she had been knighted since their last meeting. The Gundam's arms were currently folded across its chest in wait, but a heavy-looking ball-and-chain could be seen hanging from the mobile suit's waist, and the hilt of a massive beam claymore and the rim of a titanium targe could be seen peaking over its shoulders.<br><br>"The Wallace Gundam Mk. II. Much stronger than the original one your father fought," Anessa stated over the comm, her Gundam standing tall and dignified. "This victory will be a long time coming."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 05:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian had to admit that he was extremely impressed by the Gundam that was standing before him when he arrived on the scene. His own Gundam, in all it's various shades of blue, actually looked rather bland by comparison. Still, Julian had some very powerful technology fighting in his corner, so he was sure he'd be able to put up a very memorable fight, even if Anessa did end up winning. He lowered himself into a combat position, his shoulder cannon snapping down and into position as he prepared himself for battle. "Well this isn't exactly my dad's Gundam either. The Eternity Gundam isn't some kind of pushover!"<br><br>With that, he waited for the time honored signal to be given, so that the fight could get kicked off in full.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 05:26:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa found herself smiling at Julian's confidence, eager to get the battle started up so she could could see if he could back it. "Let's not waste any more time, then. Gundam Fight, Ready?" As soon as she had received the "GO!" from the other side to signal the battle's start, the Neo Scotswoman charged straight in with the Wallace Gundam, grabbing the handle of her beam claymore as she was just a few short strides away from the Eternity and drawing it out. The blade came to life halfway through the process of her swinging it with intense power at the Eternity's cannon shoulder, aiming to reprieve Julian of that weapon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 05:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian waited to the last possible second to get out of the way of her claymore. Naturally, since the shoulder cannon was the most powerful weapon that he had available, he wasn't going to let it go that easily. The Eternity Gundam jumped backwards out of the way of the claymore, and with the backwards momentum already working in it's favor, the shoulder cannon fired at the Wallace Gundam. Since the cooldown time for the cannon could be quite unforgiving in certain battle situations, the cannon suddenly rotated upwards so that it was facing towards the sky, and it descended backwards to slide safely behind the Eternity's shoulder. After all, why keep such a poorly placed weapon right in the middle of close range combat?<br><br>Julian pulled out a beam saber, fully prepared for Anessa's inevitable next charge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 05:51:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Wallace Gundam was too slow to dodge out of the way of the incoming cannon fire, and to try to block it with her claymore would do little more than damage herself <em>and</em> her weapon, but the Scottish knight was too proud and too well-trained to just take the blast. Instead, she turned her body so that the beam was taken by the targe that still hung from her back, barely blackening the face of the round shield. With the damage avoided, she was off after Julian again, confident that he stood no chance against her if he tried to fight her at close range. Once she was within range again, she turned her blade flat and thrust it toward the Eternity's chest, putting her full momentum behind the thrust.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 00:28:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"She fell for it!"</em><br><br>Julian quickly snapped out of the way, twisting his body so that the claymore just barely graced the armor of his chest area with it's stab. He knew that taking her on in a melee setting was suicide, and even fighting in close quarters like this was extremely dangerous, but Julian was a very bold fighter, one that liked to take risks if the payoff would be worth it. He stepped to the side and turned back towards the Wallace Gundam, but instead of stabbing with his saber, the lid on his right shoulder popped off and a payload of five missiles fired from the pod towards the Wallace Gundam at point blank range.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 05:46:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa wasn't too pleased to find herself in the path of five missiles at too close of a range to ever consider avoiding them, just barely managing to get her targe out in time to block two of the projectiles while the rest did a number on her mobile suit's frame, and caused her a bit of a sting as well. Thankfully, it was mostly just damage to the armor that was done, so she could grit her teeth and set her beam claymore on her back before drawing out the ball and chain, backing to a middle distance as she began to swing it around. "Cheap shot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 05:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a small victory, but it was a victory nonetheless when she retreated backwards with slightly damaged armor due to his missile assault. He had used all but one missile in that attack, so he was actually a little bit disheartened that it didn't actually do all that much to her. "Cheap? Or effective?" He put away his beam saber, taking this time to instead pull out his rifle which he aimed right at the Wallace. Knowing what was about to come, he wasted no time as he started to boost around his opponent in a rather unpredictable pattern. After all, it was hard for Anessa to predict where Julian would end up next if he didn't even have that information himself just yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 06:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa smirked as Julian began to move in erratic patterns around the Wallace, giving her a very small chance of actually aiming her next attack right where he was going to be. And even if she did, he clearly had enough of a speed advantage to just consciously dodge the attack. Rather than waste time with a pinpoint attack, the red-haired girl instead kept swinging her ball-and-chain at a high enough speed that when she loosened her hold on the chain, it would continue circling her at the same radius as Julian was from her, placing him right in the circle of her swing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 06:21:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian was rather surprised by the tactic that Anessa suddenly employed to hit him with the ball and chain, and as a result he was just barely able to boost backwards to avoid the ball. Judging from the force, and the fact that he got knocked back a little ways just from the force of the thing rushing by him, if he were to get hit by that thing it would pretty much be game over for him. "Tch, that's a pretty strong tool you've got there..." He snapped his rifle up, wondering if this was even going to work. After all, all she had to do was loosen her grip a little more and the ball would be heading right for him again.<br><br>He aimed his rifle at the chain and fired, hoping to snap it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 06:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unfortunately for Anessa, the Neo Scot had been slowing down the swing on the ball-and-chain after Julian had avoided it so that she could pull it back in, meaning it was much easier for him to line up the shout and disconnect. She groaned with disappointment as she watched the ball go bouncing off on its own, dropping the now-useless chain and drawing her beam claymore once more. "If you think that's strong, you're in for a rough fight!," she taunted, then swung her blade at the ground three times, uplifting and launched enough chunks of earth in the Eternity's direction to cause some denting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 06:49:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian couldn't help but smirk a bit in relief as he watched the ball go rolling away on it's own. However, that made him a bit complacent when she suddenly changed up tactics by sending entire chunks of earth at him, and he did indeed take a few solid hits to the chest because of that. "Agh!" He stumbled back, showing a moment of weakness before he recovered. If she charged and tried to attack him in that time, he'd still be able to put up his shield in order to block the attack.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 07:01:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While it wouldn't do much good to attack him if he was just going to block the attack, Anessa was all for trying to tire the speedy little bugger out as much as she could, so she charged in and made a leaping slash at him anyway. Just as the blade collided with his shield, there, the beam seemed to flash black for a fraction of a second, so quickly one probably won't notice unless they were looking directly at it when it happened. Even with his shield in the way, he would probably end up feeling the hit in his arm and shoulder with the amount of force she brought down right on its center.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 07:06:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian grunted in pain as he did indeed feel some of the force trickle into his entire right arm as though she were hitting with a hammer instead of a sword. Quickly, he dropped his rifle and snapped out one of his sabers, with which he stabbed upwards at the Wallace Gundam while she was still nice and close. He knew that he was still no match to her when it came to a melee against melee fight, at least while Eternity was still in it's normal form, but it couldn't hurt anything to try and get a quick stab in while she was hopefully still invested in her first swing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 07:26:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Distracted by her continued efforts to push her attack down on the the Eternity's shield, Anessa was too slow to stop Julian's blade from coming up and sinking a few feet into the Wallace Gundam's chest, making her feel as if her own chest had just been pierced. Stepping back, she knocked the blade away from herself and started breathing a bit more heavily, holding her sword up and waiting for Julian to make the next move. Going on the offensive all of this time hadn't done her too much good, so she would see what she could do by letting him go first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 07:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian stabilized, relieved that he was able to harm her with his own attack. Still, as he rose back up to a normal position, he realized that the shield caused way too much strain for his arm to handle, and he had no choice but to drop it if he wanted to continue fighting. The idea of shedding armor to surprise her with an attack was somewhat tempting, but Julian didn't want to reveal the Eternity's second form in it's very first battle, he wanted to save it for a little later down the line when it could become a very effective surprise at a critical moment. "Right then..." Now that he no longer had a shield in his arm, he swapped the hand that the beam saber was held in, and he picked up his rifle to get a few shots off at Anessa. Perhaps now he could stand toe to toe with her in close quarters, now that she seemed a bit fatigued.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 07:45:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now on the defensive, Anessa was able to block the handful of rifle shots that were sent her way, playing it cautious so that any long-range shots that came her way would be easily handled. She didn't want to admit it, but pretty much her only hope at this point was Julian coming in for melee combat, since her long-range capabilities had been taken away when she lost her ball-and-chain, and charging in again would just lead to him avoiding her again. Still, she refused to concede unless she had absolutely no shot at victory, and she still had hope for this fight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 08:39:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A smart fighter who took a moment to analyze the situation before rushing in would realize that the Wallace Gundam had no long range game, a smart fighter would have backed off and fired the shoulder cannon that had cooled down ages ago. A smart fighter would most certainly NOT dash forward after a few shots and favor two beam sabers instead of the rifle, swinging both of them at the single claymore arm. However, Julian was known for being extremely brash and impulsive, causing his body to act on instinct well before his brain could click in, so dash forward was exactly what he ended up doing.<br><br>Both blades went stabbing at her blade arm, looking to disable her and end the fight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 08:56:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa thanked her creator that Julian wasn't experienced enough to know that a weakened opponent didn't mean a harmless opponent, and that she was just as capable of turning his attacks back on him as he was of doing the same to hers. When he came at her blade arm, she gathered all of the energy she had and moved just enough out of the way to not be disabled, while also thrusting her claymore as hard as she could at the Eternity's chest, seeking to maim the mech's power source. One good hit from her sword would certainly be enough to put it out of commission.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 08:59:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian's eyes widened a bit in surprise when he realized that she was actually planning on maiming his power source with one fell swoop of that claymore, and he tossed off his attack entirely by rolling away at the last second. The roll cut off his attack and made Anessa's claymore go stabbing into the air, however, it took quite a few seconds for the Eternity to recover, and the gravity behind it actually did a little bit of damage to Julian's already injured arm, making it borderline useless by this point. "Tch..."<br><br>So the fight would go on after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 20:53:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa was extremely disappointed when her attack failed to hit the Eternity yet again, especially since she was sure she wouldn't have as good of an opportunity to hit it again. She lowered the tip of her claymore to rest on the ground, allowing her arms a brief reprieve from carrying the heavy weapon around. "I never thought you'd be this strong..." the Scottish Fighter admitted. Having grown up around brutish men like her father and brothers, she remember thinking when she was younger that there was someone who looked more like Julian could be anything other than a pushover. How wrong she had turned out to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 20:58:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian put his blade away, since that was just about the only thing he could really do with that arm of his anyway. He stood some distance away, wondering what exactly her game plan was going to be at this point. "Fighting isn't just about brute strength...." In Julian's case, he could certainly benefit from getting a bit smarter about how he fights. While not the most physically powerful fighter in this session, he prided his reflexes for getting him out of more then a few nasty situations. "Are you able to keep going?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 21:03:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Wallace Gundam nodded its head as Anessa signaled she was able to keep going, but still stood up straight and relaxed its grip on its beam claymore as if it was finished. "I'll keep going as long as you want to, but I have a feeling we're not going to get anywhere fighting like this," the knight admitted, feeling the strain of all of the dodged and blocked attacks she had put so much power behind. Her strength was incredible, but her feminine frame wasn't exactly built to carry it. "What do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 21:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was likely a good thing that Julian was capable of blocking or dodging those attacks, considering the fact that just one swing was enough to basically put his arm out of commission. Still, he simply nodded and donned his blade in one hand, pointing it forward. "Well then, why don't we finish this with one last strike then?" Sure it likely wasn't smart to attack her with a sword when she was so primed to be taken down with a long ranged shot, which Julian had plenty of, but he wasn't exactly worried about this causing problems. Besides, they had already agreed that this would just be a friendly spar, so giving her a proper end to the fight was only decent of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 00:38:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa smiled at the offer, grateful that Julian would at least let her finish the match with some dignity instead of just shooting her from afar and being done with it. Inwardly, though, she promised herself not to let him have the chance to do the same next time. "Alright, one last strike, winner take all!" the normally soft-spoken girl shouted with excitement, raising her blade again and charging straight at the Eternity before Julian had a second to prepare. She wanted to see what kind of her strength her opponent truly had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 00:42:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naturally, Anessa had physical strength over Julian, however, that didn't stop him from charging forth anyway and stabbing his blade right at her. "Sounds good to me!" He didn't aim anywhere in particular, since he knew that the fight was going to end with both of the attacks hitting regardless. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 03:22:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At the right moment, Anessa let loose her strike and swung her claymore at the shoulder of the Eternity's good arm, hoping that, by disabling Julian's last means of wielding a blade, she could justify herself in saying she might have won if the battle had gone on. She felt Julian's own sword sink quite deeply into her side and do some damage to the Wallace's mechanisms, but that only seemed to fuel her swing even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 08:08:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Julian's blade sunk into her side, Anessa's own swing made it's connection with the eternity's shoulder. That caused Julian to let out a shout of pain, and it did indeed render his other arm completely inoperable. Still, Julian simply jumped backwards, being forced to let go of his blade while it was still stuck within the Wallace Gundam's side, and he took a knee. Worst case situation he still had one missile in his good shoulder, and the rail cannon that was still nice and tucked away against his back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 13:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While she wasn't exactly in perfect condition herself, Anessa felt she had taken some of the lead back when she succeeded in taking out the Eternity's only good arm and made Julian give up on close-range completely. She briefly considered going after him again and trying to win the match for real, but since she had agreed to just one last strike and her honor outweighed her will to win, she simply stood up straight and put her beam claymore back in its charger. "That's it, then? Neither of us really win."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 14:36:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian nodded lightly, taking a moment to reclaim his breath before he simply rose back up onto his feet and nodded in agreement with Anessa's suggestion. "Yeah... It would be better if we simply bring the fight to an end now before we simply tear each other apart... Besides, it's only the first fight of the year, no need to bash the nuts and bolts off each other." With that, he stood and waited. "So yeah, draw?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 19:57:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa nodded, her stance relaxing further as her fighting spirit was stored away for later, once again being replaced by the soft-spoken yet kind and cheerful he had known before. "Sure. Just don't think this means I won't dominate next time," she replied with a smile, going to retrieve the ball that had been cut off of her chain. "I suppose you're going back to that girl Sapphira, then? Is she a friend or girlfriend or something?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 01:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian groaned lightly and finally let his arms relax once the fight was over, he did a few circles with them, making sure the pain to them wasn't too serious before he continued the conversation by answering her question about Sapphira. "She's just a girl I ran into during my trip of the town today..." That was true enough, but Julian most certainly wasn't opposed to spending just a bit more time with her, she seemed to be a pretty fun person to be around, at the absolute and bare minimum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 05:14:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Really?" Anessa replied with a hint of genuine surprise in her voice. "With the way she shoved you out of the way of that truck, I wouldn't have pegged her for a stranger. She must just be really brave, then," the redhead mused, not knowing how else to explain it. If Julian really had just met the girl, then she figured he probably didn't have a great explanation for it, either. "Well, then, if you really just ran into her and that's it, do you want to hang out for a while? You're probably in town for the Gundam Film Festival too, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 05:19:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian paused in surprise when Anessa was the one to suddenly bring up the suggestion of the two of them hanging out a little bit. That surprise showed in his voice, despite just how polite his words were. "Er, yeah, that's about right actually. Me and Sapphira were going to see if there was anything worth watching this year." Still, he didn't exactly feel like being rude to the girl that he had only met just a few times before. Building bridges and all that. "I suppose you could come along if you like."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 05:31:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh," the Scottish girl exclaimed and blushed with embarrassment, not meaning to just invite herself along like that. Really, even if she had hung out with Julian very briefly when they were younger, that didn't exactly make her a friend or anything. "No, I shouldn't. I don't want to interfere with your plans or anything," she quickly said in correction of herself, clearly not feeling welcome from the way he had phrased that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 06:34:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian sighed lightly, knowing that he had at least kinda hurt Anessa from the way that he had phrased that statement. In all honesty, Julian wasn't too sure if it would be a good idea to spend a day with both rather attractive girls at once. Sure, it would be a great day, but Julian didn't really want to grow too fond of Anessa, in case he and Sapphira actually... What the hell was he thinking? He was demoralizing a fellow Gundam fighter so that he could hang out with a girl that he hadn't even known for an hour yet, on the off chance that they might hit it off? Sometimes his imagination really could get ahead of him... <br><br>Besides, Sapphira did sorta owe Anessa her life, it wasn't like she could really say anything. "Oh please, think nothing of it. Really. If you want to come along that's fine with me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 06:47:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There it was again, that "if <em>you</em> want" and that "tag along" phrasing that made Anessa feel as if her coming along was just something he would tolerate, rather than something he actually wanted. It only made sense for him to not want her around if he had struck up a date with the nice French girl he had met, but she felt it was unnecessary to say she could come along just out of pity. Whether her assumptions were rational or not, the slight hurt and embarrassment still showed in her voice, even if she didn't intend to guilt him out at all. "No, I really shouldn't get in the way if you had plans. Thank you for the match, though. I think I learned a few things from it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 06:53:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian had always been pretty decent at reading people, especially voices. It was simply a talent that he had picked up over the years of having friends that were just a bit too proud to show their real emotions without a bit of prodding. The Eternity extended a hand forward, and Julian spoke in a lighter tone. "No, really... You were in town same as us, you wouldn't be interrupting anything... The more the merrier, right?" Despite the way he was brash and impulsive on the battlefield, off of it he was actually rather soft, and hated to see the people around him hurt or offended.<br><br>If a certain brunette were watching, that would most certainly be something she could take note of.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:05:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The red-haired girl paused for a moment as she considered actually going along, now fearing she would actually end up making Julian feel guilty with himself if she turned down the invitation. Sighing, she knew if she went along, she could very well end up making his time spent with Sapphira less than satisfactory, making her feel guilty and maybe even making him bitter towards her, but she had little choice at this point. She would just have to do everything she could to be unobtrusive. "Alright, I'll go," she answered with a small smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:07:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian let out a small sigh of relief, feeling that he had prevented Anessa from having a rather lonely day today. Like he had thought earlier, Sapphira really didn't have any reason to disapprove, since the redhead was the woman that had saved her life just earlier today. "Alright then..." he paused for a few moments before he spoke in a much lighter voice. "I don't know about you, but I'd kinda like to get out of these giant robots now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:14:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa laughed softly and nodded as he suggested they ditch the mobile suits, which were admittedly making normal conversation a bit unwieldy. "Sounds like a plan. Should we meet back where we first set up the fight?" Once she had confirmation of where they would be meeting, the redhead waved and took off in the Wallace Gundam, ready to deposit it with her team so she could go on with the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian got rid of the Eternity Gundam in a similar manner. Thankfully, his mechanics were nearby so that they were able to get started on the repairs almost the moment that he stepped off. It didn't seem like it would be too long before they were done, considering all they had to do was repair some joints in the arms.<br><br>With that done, Julian got changed back into regular clothes and made his way back to the film festival, looking for either girl that he had made arrangements with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:21:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Strangely, when Julian returned to the city shortly before Anessa could get there, Sapphira was missing, and there seemed to be a bit of a commotion in the film festival area where he had left her and Max. He could hear people discussing that some brunette girl had been chased off by a bunch of men, yet no one had done anything about it because they appeared to be from a local crime family.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian was rather surprised to hear about this, his concern growing for Sapphira as he heard the stories... Nah... that couldn't be possible could it? The first thing he did was stay put, and he tried to call Sapphira to see if she would pick up. Still, he couldn't help but get a really bad gut feeling that something about this wasn't quite right... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:31:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His call to Sapphira received no answer, but he could hear a ringing not far down the street, from a phone clipped to the side of a purse on the ground that looked extremely similar to the same one Sapphira had been carrying before. While it didn't exactly answer where the brunette and Julian's cat were now, it could at least give him an idea of which direction she had gone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 07:38:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian's heart just about lept out of his throat when he heard the ringing in the purse, and he quickly made his way over to investigate. Was Sapphira in some kind of danger now? They had said something about crime families before... Julian automatically assumed the worst, and he looked down the road towards where Sapphira might have gone. Damn it, what the hell was taking Anessa so long? Every second here was a second more where Sapphira could be in danger, and if things were going to get messy, Julian would feel much safer being backed up by the girl who could stop moving trucks on a dime.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 13:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Julian?" Thankfully, Anessa chose just that moment to arrive, looking confused when she found Julian a short distance away from where they had first met, investigating some purse. "What's going on? Where did Sapphira go?" she asked, having no idea the girl could be in real danger. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 19:48:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian sighed in relief when Anessa finally appeared, and he rose to his feet to give her a concerned look. "Anessa, I think that Sapphira might be in trouble. There's some commotion in town about a crime family chasing off a young brunette..." He took in a deep breath. "I won't blame you if you'd rather just enjoy your day, but will you please help me find her and make sure she's okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 21:59:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa looked both surprised and concerned when Julian said Sapphira might be in trouble, of course worrying about the girl who she had just saved earlier that day, even if she didn't really know her. "Of course I'll help. Just let me know where you want to start," she replied without hesitation, looking determined. She couldn't imagine being the type of person who would back away from helping just so she could have a relaxing day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 23:51:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian would simply nod and look in the direction that the purse was dropped. "It's not a whole lot to go off of, but I guess we can start by heading through here, since it was where her purse was left." He began making his way at the pace of a brisk walk in the direction that he had been going before. Just having Anessa nearby was quite a reassurance, since he knew that now it would be much more difficult for somebody to get the drop on him if things got messy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 02:46:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa cautiously walked alongside Julian as he went in the direction he suspected Sapphira had gone, trying to remain alert so they could find her as quickly and as safely as possible. After a few minutes, she tapped Julian's arm to get his attention and&nbsp; pointed off down an empty side street, where an annoyed-looking Sapphira, Max still held protectively in her arms, was surrounded by four strong-looking men in street clothes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:00:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naturally, Julian being the impulsive knight in shining armor that he liked to feign being, he was quick to jump into action as he rushed over to the scene. "Hey!" He took a firm stance, waiting for what he was sure was going to be the charging of all four men at once. He wasn't sure what was going on here, but he knew that he couldn't allow himself to simply stand by and do nothing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:18:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not too surprisingly, while Sapphira seemed relieved to see Julian running over, followed by Anessa, the four men only turned and looked at him, not immediately threatened by the presence of an average-sized young man and a gentle-looking redhead. The largest man even chuckled and shook his head. "Not right now, kid. We've got business with the little French Spartan girl here, so if you've got something to say to us, it can wait until after we're done here, understand?" If the man was aware he was talking to two Gundam Fighters, he certainly didn't show it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:22:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian would simply lower his gaze and let out a small 'tch' sound when he heard the largest of the group suddenly taunt him. Apparently they didn't quite get who they were talking to yet. In one swift move, Julian suddenly burst forth with Gundam Fighter caliber speed as he snapped up and rammed his foot right into side of the man's head with an airborne kick. Apparently, while Julian wasn't much of a brawler and by no means could match Anessa in terms of strength, he made up for it with agility and maneuverability, combined with the standard martial arts training that was to be expected of a Gundam Fighter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What happened next was a foregone conclusion. While the man had looked large enough that he could probably take on most of the men living in this city, Gundam Fighters were the best in the world, so he really didn't stand a chance. The kick to his head dropped him like a sack of bricks, and when the next closest man made a move to attack Julian, he found himself lifted into the air with a battle cry by Anessa, who tossed the heavy thug straight through a nearby brick wall. Needless to say, the remaining two, who were on the opposite side of Sapphira and Max, started to cower and back off, not anticipating a victory against the pair that had just taken out their two stronger counterparts in half a second.<br><br>Before the pair could move on them, however, the roar of engines filled the deserted street as a dozen black motorcycles came from both directions and skidded to a halt, caging the group in and upping the number of remaining thugs by a factor of seven. They were still of little threat, though. A much larger threat became apparent when one of the motorcycles broke off from the rest and started to circle Julian, Sapphira, and Anessa, a face familiar to some (http://i43.tinypic.com/s58oe9.jpg) standing atop a sidecar attached to it. The eyepatched man smirked around his cigarette as he leaned in toward the center of the circle his driver was making, resting an arm on his propped up knee.<br><br>"Sorry we're late. I just had to see the ending of The Dark Gundam vs. Mecha-Godzilla."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:52:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian wasn't particularly surprised that the fight ended the way it did, in fact, he would have been surprised if he actually ended up needing Anessa at all. Still, it was pretty reassuring to have her around, and he was more then grateful for the fact that she was giving him a hand in this matter. When the motorcycles suddenly blazed out of nowhere, circling around them while another man suddenly stepped into the scene, Julian simply readied himself for whatever was about to come next. Still, when he saw the face of the man that had stepped out and was waiting for them, he couldn't stop his eyes from widening just a bit in surprise. "Huh..." He thought that he recognized that man... He was a Gundam Fighter too, wasn't he? Yeah, the only real reason that he stuck out in Julian's mind was because the two of them shared a first name.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 04:06:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gradually, the motorcycle with the sidecar carrying the Gundam Fighter Julian King came to a stop, letting King step down onto the street and take a couple steps in toward the three slightly younger opponents. "I'm surprised to see you two here, Norway, Scotland," he addressed Julian and Anessa, though he seemed more focused on Julian for some reason. "What, you want to let the Martians get their way and lose the Gundam Fight for good? Where else do you think we'll fight if she wins and they get their way?" he ranted, pointing at Sapphira when he said "she."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 04:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian's eyebrow rose in curiosity as he heard Julian King go on his little tirade about... whatever it was that he was talking about, Julian actually wasn't all that sure himself. "... What?" He looked back at Sapphira with a confused look in his eye, and he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something to this conversation that he wasn't quite grasping. "I'm not entirely sure what it is that you're suggesting, King."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 04:27:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King paused for a couple moments in surprised before he quickly came to a correct assumption of what had happened and rolled his eye. "Of course. She probably hasn't told you yet, right? You'd be surprised how many Gundam Fighters try to hide who they are when they're in public, as if they really aren't partly doing this all for the fame and glory of it. That girl there, Sapphira Achlys? None other than Mars' brand spanking new Gundam Fighter," he explained, Sapphira looking apologetic as she realized her status was what all of this trouble was about.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 04:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian felt slightly offended at King's words, since he actually fell into the group of people who tried to hide the fact that he was a Gundam fighter, though that was more because of who he was talking to rather then the fact that he just didn't want the public to know that he was a Gundam fighter. Still, that small gripe quickly became extremely petty compared to the fact that Sapphira was actually Mars' Gundam Fighter, something that he most certainly didn't expect to hear tonight.<br><br>He gave Sapphira a surprised look, though he couldn't really judge her, lest he be a hypocrite, before he looked forward to address King. "I see... Is there something about the Mars Gundam Fighter that we should be aware of? You said something about losing the Gundam fight..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 04:43:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was the older Julian's turn to let out a "Tch." this time around as he took his cigarette away from his lips and dropped it to the ground, putting it out with his foot. "Think about it, Arrowind. Mars wins, Mars gets to govern itself. Mars governs itself, Mars doesn't have to let the Gundams come by every four years and lay waste to the landscape like they did to Earth for so long. And then what? No one's going to let it come back to Earth, and no moon or space station can handle this much combat without falling to pieces. Did you even say how much damage you and Scotland did to the savannah out there?" He paused as he took out a new cigarette, stuck it between his lips, and lit it, continuing only after he had taken one long drag and breathed it out.<br><br>"And with no Gundam Fight? It's back to the old way of handling problems."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 04:54:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian's eyes widened a bit in surprise, hearing about just what would happen if Mars were to win the Gundam fight. "What? So you're saying that if Mars wins the Gundam fight, then everything will just go back to being about wars and killing? Somehow I find that rather hard to believe. It's been generations since the last serious global conflict, people have moved past it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:07:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"On Earth, maybe," King retorted, taking another light drag from his cigarette. "But that's not the only planet we have to watch out for anymore. Some groups on Mars are already up in arms about regulation from Earth. You think they're going to be happy when the next Gundam Fight winner takes charge and they have to take the orders of a country who's a whole planet away? And even then, look at the Devil Gundam incident, and the Arbiter raids, and the Spartan insurgency. We've had more close calls for war than people will admit, even with the Gundam Fight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:11:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian found himself at a loss for words when King provided him with that kind of logic. Maybe his time on earth had made him naive about what exactly they were doing on this planet, but he simply couldn't believe that the world would be willing to accept any type of flat out war. "I suppose..." And to think, the Gundam Fight had taken all sorts of new regulations into effect in order to prevent something like this happening. "And I'm assuming that Mars is only in this Gundam fight because they feel that they deserve a voice too? If not, then war?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:20:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King shrugged at that question, his expression pretty unreadable behind the shade of a hat, the cover of an eyepatch, and the attention paid to his cigarette. "There's always people willing to take things too far to get their voices heard. It all depends on just how many of those people manage to group together. I'm not here to say exactly what's going to happen if Mars wins. But as for me, I'd just rather..." The clack of a mechanism and a glint of sunlight as he leveled a polished revolver on Sapphira, who reflexively stepped backward in fear. "...not take the risk."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:33:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At that point, Julian's guardian reflex stepped in and he instantly grabbed the wrist that was holding out King's revolver. "Are you kidding me!? How is you killing Mars' first and only Gundam Fighter in cold blood NOT going to start an international incident!?" He glared fiercely right into King's one exposed eye, his moral code simply being too firm for him to shake on this stance. At least he was speaking in a language that, hopefully, King would be able to understand. In those few moments, he was able to realize that just standing up for Sapphira as a person likely wasn't going to cut it when it came to this man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:43:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another smirk cross King's face as Julian caught his wrist before he could fire, assuming he had actually been planning on doing so. "Before you got involved, no one would have even known who was behind it. Now, you're going to have to make me put the colonists in their place the right way..." Lightning fast in his own regard, King backed out of Julian's gripped just far enough to slam his heel into the Norwegian Fighter's chest, knocking him back as he took aim at Sapphira. Of course, Sapphira was a Gundam Fighter as well, so she dodged the first round fired and left it to ricochet harmlessly off the concrete, avoiding as a pair of thugs grabbed for her. The rest of the thugs were moving in as well to attack Anessa and the temporarily knocked down Julian, but the redhead held them off with little issue while he recovered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:49:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It only took Julian a few seconds to recover before he was able to get to his feet, and he was after King. Naturally, he wouldn't let the older Julian get the drop on him like that again, as he moved forward with the knowledge that Anessa would be able to handle a few thugs on her own. Since his arms were still aching somewhat from his fight before, he tried to focus on trying to get a solid kick anywhere on King's form that he could, preferrably the stomach, head, or his gun arm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:59:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Knocking over an ally in the process, King was out of Julian's way before he could land any kind of kick on him, giving him a fine opportunity to take a shot at Julian, or one of the two girls that were busy with his friends. Instead, though, he decided to take a more personal approach, putting the revolver away and drawing out a small hunting knife, which he flipped backwards in his hand before gesturing for Julian to try to make another move. Behind him, there was a loud group of cries followed by screeching metal as Anessa drew out a claymore (where she had hidden it was another mystery) and bisected a pair of motorcycles while the thugs retreated back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 06:05:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian paused for a moment when King suddenly pulled out a knife, but that hesitation didn't last very long before he took a deep breath to calm his nerves and quickly snapped a feint kick towards King's knife wielding hand. In the next moment, he snapped down and suddenly sent his foot flying for King's knee instead, as he hoped to catch his fellow Julian off guard with the attack. Were that to fail, he would reach out and grab King's hand with his own moderately sore arms in order to prevent himself from getting stabbed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 06:17:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since he wasn't expecting it from a greenhorn, the feint caught King badly enough that he was at least thrown off-balance somewhat by the kick, the recovery time making it easier for Julian to avoid the next knife jab that came for his chest. King anticipated this, though, and instead did a flip back out of the way, taking his knife in mid-air and throwing it at Julian so that the blur of his movement made it more difficult to tell what he was doing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 06:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As King threw the knife, it served exactly the propose that he desired it for as Julian was far too worried with simply dodging the blade to really care about what he was doing for those vital moments. He was holding his own, and that was already more then Julian expected going into a fight like this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 06:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Julian occupied himself with avoiding the sharp and deadly blade that was flying before, King circled behind the younger Fighter and let loose a barrage of punches and kicks at his back, having the strength to match his speed as it turned out. If he could land a good blow, he would be able to launch Julian out of the barren road between buildings and back into the business traffic of the main street, where he would have a whole new set of problems to deal with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 06:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian was indeed far too preoccupied with dodging the knife to notice that King had slipped behind him, and as a result he did indeed take a very solid hit to the back which sent him into the street. Julian was greeted with the blaring of horns and the sudden swerves from the natural reflexives attempts to miss him, however, they wouldn't be needed as Julian demonstrated just how acrobatic he could be. The moment his feet touched solid ground on the road, which was almost instantly since he was able to recover and prepare himself for the fall while still being launched away by King's punches, he pushed himself back using his momentum that King gave him, and launched himself off to the other side of the road, where he rolled against a building somewhat ungracefully, but alive and not in the way of traffick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 06:37:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King couldn't help but grin as he watched Julian skillfully avoid the traffic he had been launched into, showing more promise than he expected from a scrub. Still, being a two-time Gundam Fight finalist, he wasn't about to let the kid get away that easily. Sprinting forward, King leaped into the street himself, but rather than hitting concrete, landed with his foot on the roof of a car passing in the first lane, stepping to the roof of a car in the next lane before he could be carried off, and so on, sprinting straight across the lanes of the road and using the momentum to launch a flying kick at Julian as he leapt from the final car.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 14:31:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time that King had made it across the road, Julian had recovered more then enough to get himself out of the way of the kick, and at this point he was scrambling to try and come up with some sort of way to attack his opponent that would actually be practical enough to deal some damage. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced over to see how the two girls were handling themselves before returning his attention forward again and preparing himself to dodge King's next move... Maybe he could tire the elder Julian out? He wasn't sure how much energy the man had left, but he had to get winded eventually, right?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 16:34:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King huffed as his foot ended up colliding with the concrete wall that had been behind Julian instead of Julian himself, heavily cracking the wall and causing several chips of stone to fall away from where his foot hit. He still looked rather full of energy as he dropped his feet down on the sidewalk and faced Julian, giving the slightly younger man the chance to make the next move. Back across the street, both girls briefly looked concerned for his situation before they were distracted by the thugs coming at them again, the fight leaning rather heavily in their favor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 16:38:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian growled in frustration when he saw that the small militia of thugs that seemed to be overpowering Anessa and Sapphira. He jumped forward again with the opening he had, swinging a punch at King's temple. He hoped that King would be so adjusted to seeing the younger Julian attack with his feet that the punch would surprise him. "So let me ask you something. Suppose you got your way and that little goon squad of yours managed to kill Sapphira, you really think that Earth would have any sort of deniability? Why would anybody on mars ever want their own fighter dead? It would still cause the kind of war that you're claiming that you want to prevent! What are you really after here, King? What's your agenda?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 16:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King was surprised by the punch, but not so much that he was able to evade with a simple backstep and lean out of the way. He chuckled as Julian turned to logic once more, even in the midst of a fight while the two girls were just barely handling his small army. "Alright, so maybe there's more to this than I let on. But if we're going back to war either way, we might as well do it on our terms, right?" he suggested, sliding his hands into his pockets. "What's it to you, anyway? Why don't you just get out of here and let me make one less opponent for you to fight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 02:46:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian paused, stopping his attack when King suddenly leaned back and started to put his hands in his pockets. Perhaps that meant that he wasn't particularly interested in fighting any longer? Surely he knew that if he kept this going for any longer the media would start showing up, and his face would be all over the press as the man that had attempted to kill Sapphira, having pulled a revolver on her and everything. Either way, his answer fired back quickly and firmly, showing just how strictly he stood by his morals. "Because it's the right thing to do! Killing somebody because of who they represent is unacceptable, she hasn't done anything to make herself a threat to anybody yet!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 04:44:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King scoffed at Julian's reply, but before he could go on any further with their discussion of morality, a black car suddenly swerved off the road and came toward them, forcing King to jump out of the way before it spun and slid to a stop in front of Julian. The back door opened automatically and he could hear a rough voice in the front ordering him to get in fast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 04:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian looked rather surprised for a few moments, looking over at where Sapphira and Anessa had been fighting for a while before he nodded and got in. He wasn't entirely sure what to expect, however, he knew that this fight was getting out of hand and that it was likely best if the three of them got out of town at this point. Still, there were quite a few questions that had to get answered about who this guy was and where he had come from.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 05:09:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Surprisingly, King showed no immediate interest in stopping Julian from escaping in the black car, which took off as soon as the Norwegian Fighter got in and sped across to the other side of the street, miraculously not hitting any other cars. When it pulled up alongside the battle Sapphira and Anessa were in, the former immediately recognized the chance to get away and jumped into the front passenger seat, while the Scotswoman followed suit and jumped in the back with Julian. Leaving the thugs behind, the car took off again, speeding onto the road out of town and taking the three to safety.<br><br>"Well, that sure was something," spoke the gruff voice again, Julian now finally having the chance to get a good look at the driver. A second familiar face (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100629080630/fma/images/c/ce/918889_20041203_790screen013.jpg) in the same day, oddly enough. The younger Julian would have to recognize one of his old boss' top lieutenants from back in the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 05:12:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian was about to say something about how he needed to stop for the two girls as well, however, that didn't quite seem to be necessary as the man did it anyway. Julian let out a sigh of relief, and relaxed back in the chair, taking this time to recognize the man that had just pulled them out of the fire. "John!?" Indeed, he did know this man from back during his time with Glasson Logistics, though Julian was really nothing special back in those days. He was a bit of a rookie at the time, and by the time he actually figured out what he was doing in a mobile suit, GL was already starting to tank.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 05:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John looked at the rearview mirror in surprise when he heard when of the passengers recognized him, taking a few seconds to recognize him in return. "Oh, hey, Julian! Never thought you'd end up in the Gundam Fight," he answered with a smile, looking to his right to see Sapphira wearing a look of confusion. "Julian worked for Glasson Logistics too for a while. Sure got Kuroda mad when he ran out on us, though," he said with a chuckle as he drove them further and further from the center of town. If Julian paid attention, he would notice John was wearing some sort of white uniform, the emblem on the arm showing the red outline of some sort of Roman warrior with the letters CSF under it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 05:37:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian shifted his gaze away with a bit of shame in his eye when John brought up the fact that he had 'run out' on Glasson logistics. It wasn't like Kuroda really had the finances to keep the majority of his staff after GL tanked, and Julian had been in negotiations to take on the role of Neo Norway's Gundam Fighter at the time anyway, so he simply split off when it looked like things were going to be too difficult for the people above him to manage. Either way, he only lingered on those thoughts for a few seconds before he noticed John's new uniform. "Yeah, I'm a fighter now... who are you working for these days, John?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 05:53:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, me? I'm head officer of the Colonial Security Force now. That means I'm directly responsible for protecting the Martian Governor, and Sapphira here, of course," John answered proudly, though it wasn't exactly as notable as his position as the American Gundam Fighter eight years back, before he joined GL. "The entire old crew is going to end up on the planet at this rate, though. First Kuroda shows up with Shelby, Declan, and some other girl I've never seen before, and then you get here. I guess there aren't that many job options outside of the military when your skill is mobile suit piloting, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 05:56:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian's paused a bit, surprise on his face as he heard that Kuroda had shown up with his rather tightly knit crew, along with some other woman that apparently John didn't know the name of. Did that mean that Julian would have to face them at some point in the Gundam Fight? He supposed that was inevitable. "Well at least you're doing pretty well for yourself in that regard..." He chose not to comment on the second part of that statement, about how there weren't a whole lot of potential jobs for people with their particular set of skills. "So, where exactly are we going?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 06:05:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I figured 'away from the crazy street thugs' would be a good start," John joked, the high speed at which he was still driving showing he wanted to get out of town as quickly as possible. "Beyond that, though, it's up to you. I can drop either of you off wherever you want, unless you feel like going to the capital with us. And don't worry, Sapphira, I'll make sure someone picks up your shopping bags," he said, though Sapphira only nodded quietly at the teasing. In fact, she hadn't said a word since they got in the car, which seemed strange for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 06:09:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was around this point that Julian realized just how quiet Sapphira had been, and he gave her a curious look, wondering why exactly she seemed so shy and reserved all of a sudden. "You alright, Sapphira?" There was still a lot about her that he didn't know, and King's attempt on her life only made him more curious about her, and more interested to know where exactly she had come from and what brought her into the Gundam fight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 06:20:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira looked up with surprise when Julian suddenly addressed her, forcing a smile to seem in a better mood than she really was. "Yes, I'm fine, thanks. I don't szink I ever thanked you for coming to help me, zough, so thanks. To ze both of you," she said softly, her thoughts obviously still on the attempt on her life that had just taken place. It gave her a lot to think about regarding what she was here fighting for, what it would mean if she won, and what her own future held if she continued to fight. The conflict to keep fighting for the planet she wasn't even from was clear in her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 14:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira's true thoughts were about as easy to read as an open book, and as such, Julian simply looked up at John and spoke in a light voice. "Hey, I don't suppose you'd be willing to drop the three of us off back in town, would you? Sapphira and I actually sorta had plans for today." Maybe he could talk to her, and make her feel just a little bit better.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 17:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John perked an eyebrow when Julian asked to be dropped off at the same town they had just left on account of the prowling criminals after them, but got ready to turn back anyway. "I guess, as long as you make sure to lay low and not draw them back to you. It's my job to make sure Sapphira doesn't get hurt outside of a Fight, after all." As they went back, Sapphira remained quiet, but this time she seemed to have a light smile on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 19:36:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian rather doubted that the criminals would be trying to jump them again, considering the fact that they had already made one hell of a scene just by breaking out into one big street fight right in the middle of a crowded city. He was almost positive that King would want to lay low again after that, but he would keep an eye out regardless. "Alright then... I guess that's Sapphira's decision to make though, rather or not she wants to come along." He looked towards her, trying to get her to come out of her shell just a little more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 19:54:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira looked back at him and smiled, nodding at the offer. "It would be raszer rude of me to say no after how you two came looking for me, don't you szink?" she said, suddenly remembering the cat in her arms and handing him back to Julian, or at least trying to if he didn't resist too much. "As long as Anessa doesn't mind, eiszer," she added, Anessa replying quickly that she didn't mind. John nodded, figuring it probably wasn't too much of a risk, considering the size of the city. "Like I said, just don't draw too much attention and watch out for King. Even if he's seen going after you, he's a Gundam Fighter, so it's not within the Martian government's power to go after him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 19:56:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian simply nodded, taking the terrified cat back into his own arms and calming him down after a few moments of petting. "Don't worry, we'll keep our eyes out for anything that looks even remotely dangerous." He was able to go head to head against King for quite a while, and this time he'd have two other people helping him should the fighter show up again. He wasn't exactly worried about them being caught unawares like that again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 20:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John nodded, getting them back into the city rather quickly. He ended up dropping the three off in a relatively crowded area not too far from the film festival, giving them good cover so no one would spot that they had returned. Sapphira and Anessa got out of the car quickly and stepped onto the sidewalk, waiting for Julian to take the lead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 00:11:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian stepped out a few moments after Anessa and Sapphira, looking around for a few moments carefully before he put his cat back on the ground and let Max roam within the confines of his leash. "Well then..." In all honesty, he was much more curious about Sapphira then any film festival, but he figured that his questions could wait for a little while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 05:36:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So..." Sapphira began, smiling lightly as she bent down to give Max some more head-scratching to help the cat get back in a good mood. "Is zere anyszing you want to say or ask me about wisz me being ze Mars Independent Territory Gundam Fighter?" she asked, trying her best to be open about everything. She was sure at least one of the two had to be curious about a few things, and after what they had done for her, they at least deserved to have some questions answered. A few thugs were one thing, but over a dozen of them, along with a high-tier Gundam Fighter, was just too much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 14:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max purred gently into Sapphira as she scratched her head, however, the cat still seemed rather jumpy after the huge street fight that he had just been dragged into. Meanwhile, Julian was rather relieved that she seemed to be rather open about them asking her questions concerning her status as the mars Gundam fighter. He figured he could start with a few simple questions first and move on from there. "Well, I'd like to know how you landed the role, first and foremost." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 16:35:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she answered the question, Sapphira did her best to help Max get back into a calm state of mind, hoping the poor cat wasn't angry at her or anything for having been in her arms during the fight. "I wasn't interested in entering ze Gundam Fight at first, actually. I'm from Neo Sparta, but I don't exactly see eye-to-eye with zem, and I didn't want to go wisz France, where my faszer's from. But ze representative of ze independent colonies came to me and convinced me zat my skills would be put to good use helping Mars gain self-rule, so I had to help."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 16:42:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max seemed to settle down a little bit, but was still a bit anxious regardless, as the twitching of his head from side to side on occasion would seem to suggest. Julian chuckled a little bit, finding the cat's actions more cute then anything else, since there was really no legitimate danger around. "I see... so you were simply talked into becoming the Mars gundam fighter? Talk about getting yourself into more trouble then you signed up for, huh? I'm guessing that the representative you talked to didn't bring up the fact that people would be trying to kill you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 17:09:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian's joke was a bit of a miss, since it brought up the fact that Sapphira's life was probably still in danger and made her good mood falter a bit, but thankfully, the girl's cheer was able to overcome the possible ugliness of her situation. "Well, he warned me zat some of ze people from Earth probably wouldn't be too pleased wisz ze colonies ze paid for wanting to own and run zemselves, but I thought I would have more zan a day to get ready for opposition, and I didn't szink anyone would outright attack me," she replied, obviously bothered than her chosen representation could be so opposed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 17:13:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian nodded and began to make his way down the road again, Max trailing behind them at his own pace while he looked around for something to do. "Yeah, that was a bit of a surprise to me as well, actually. I didn't really think that anybody would be so bold as to try and take you out head on... But listening to King's explanation, I can kinda get where he's coming from, even though he's wrong." He glanced over at Sapphira again. "Anyway, enough about that. Our street fight will be so deeply covered by the press that any attempts on you right now would be down right idiotic. Was there anything other then the film festival that you were interested in, Sapphira?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 20:18:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira shrugged, moving the three of them along more quickly as she noticed that the press had already arrived and were interviewing a few bystanders to the fight a short distance away. "I really don't know what else zey have around here, to be honest. I've spent most of my time on Mars so far in Sei Ben, seeing what zey had to do around zere," she explained, making reference to the capital of Mars and by far the largest of the colonies. It was the most logical place to keep a Martian Gundam Fighter "locked up" until the year began, even if the previous Gundam Fight Champion also happened to stay there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-03-2012, 23:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian shrugged, glancing over at their thus far mute redhead companion to see if she had anything she wanted to say about today's little tour that they would be enjoying. "Well, Anessa, do you have any ideas then? I'm rather new to mars myself, so any input that you might have would be rather helpful." Of course he wasn't really hoping for much, especially if she had spent roughly as much time on Mars as he himself had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 03:52:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa shook her head timidly, still feeling a bit awkward about coming along. "It was your guys' plan to go along for the day, I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to," she answered, though it gave some slight hope that she might have actually had some ideas of things they could do. Unlike Julian and Sapphira she had actually been to Mars a couple times before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 04:16:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian would simply shake his head at that point, and although he couldn't really tell what the reason behind it was, he knew that Anessa was feeling uncomfortable at this point in time, and being Julian, it was his duty to try and alleviate that discomfort as quickly as possible. "Well, I think that both Sapphira and I are just about at a loss right now..." He'd check with Sapphira to confirm this before returning his attention to Anessa. "really, any suggestions would be very welcome."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 04:42:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well..." While she didn't like having the pressure on her of having to decide what all three of them would do, especially since she could easily (in her mind) ruin Julian and Sapphira's day plans if she picked something they didn't like, it would be worse to just sit there and not help at all when Julian was looking for suggestions. "I'm not too familiar with this town, but I know the Martian wilderness can be pretty breathtaking, and most of the cities have places that sell touring buggies so you can go out and explore the surface yourself. You just have to be extremely careful not to go near any Gundams."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 18:25:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled at her suggestion, and glanced back over at Sapphira to see just how much she liked it as well. "I don't think that whole 'Gundam' clause will be much trouble for the three of us... What do you think, Sapphira? Have you seen any of the martian wilderness during your time here?" He did expect that she had seen some of it, though perhaps she had spent too much time in the city to really get out much and see what else mars had to offer. It was the same thing as back on earth, in his mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 18:56:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira also smiled at the suggestion and shook her head when Julian asked if she had seen much of the wilderness. "Not really. I never really szought about going out zere, to be honest. I guess I was always more worried about seeing more of ze shops and everything," she said with a light laugh, a bit embarrassed that she hadn't even thought of going out to see the beautiful, terraformed surface yet. She had seen it from her car and the inside of her Gundam, but never really up close and personal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 19:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian would simply nod and look back at Anessa, the decision seemingly having been made when Sapphira talked about how she hadn't been out into the wilderness all that much yet. "Well that sounds like something we could do then, where would we have to go in order to rent one of those buggies, Anessa?" He was rather glad that she had decided to stick around now, since he wasn't sure at all about anything that they'd be able to do on the mars landscape.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:00:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa seemed to relax slightly when her idea went over well, feeling slightly less awkward. "I think the exit into the wilderness usually isn't too far from the entrance to the city from the highway, so we're probably pretty close by," she replied, Sapphira nodding and starting to lead the group over to where the base of the wall surrounding the city was. "Let's go find it, zen! Just be really careful out zere, Julian. We don't want Max getting away from you again and going off into ze wild, do we?" the Spartan girl teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:04:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian shook his head and chuckled right along with her, noticing that Max was actually following the group a bit closer then he usually did. Maybe the fight had shaken him up more then Julian had initially thought. Still, knowing this particular cat, it wouldn't be long before he was roaming the hallways of the hangar again, as bored of his environments as he always seemed to be back home. "yeah, this spoiled little jerk wouldn't last seven seconds out in the real wilderness." He laughed and picked Max up, carrying him behind Sapphira as the group made their way to the exit where they'd be able to see a bit more of the wilderness on Mars.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:14:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With Sapphira leading the way, the small group would find the buggy rental booth exactly where Anessa said it would probably be, right within visible range of the highway entrance where most of the citizens of Mars and tourists came in from. Before anyone else could make the offer, Sapphira pulled out a gold bit of plastic and swiped it through to pay for the buggy, apparently having some special privileges since she happened to be the Gundam Fighter for the planet they were on. "Who's going to be ze driver?" she asked as they made their way down toward the gate, where the buggy was being set up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:19:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian shrugged lightly when Sapphira asked who the driver was going to be, though he still wondered if she had just gotten some kind of discount, or if it was going to be outright free for her to take that tour, considering her position. "I suppose I could." From there, he'd walk up to Sapphira and offer her his cat again, since Sapphira seemed to enjoy holding him so much the first time. "here, you can spend some more time with Max if I'm going to be driving." He considered it extra incentive for her to let him be the one behind the wheel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:23:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira didn't seem to have any qualms with letting Julian drive if it meant she got to cuddle with the adorable little tabby again, and Anessa, of course, didn't offer since she didn't feel comfortable being in the driver's seat of the day, figuratively or literally. "Sounds good to me," the brunette said as she took Max and gave him a quick squeeze, both girls then stopping as they weren't sure who should get in the front passenger seat. They each, of course, insisted on the other taking it, but that went nowhere quickly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:26:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian simply rolled his eyes at that in a humored fashion, and decided to not get involved as he merely got in and revved up the buggy. From there, he'd simply wait for the two girls to figure it out on their own and get back to him as to which one was going to be sitting in the passenger's seat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:30:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eventually, the brunette convinced the red-haired girl that it would probably be a bad idea for her to ride in front of the open-air vehicle when she had the cat to take care of, climbing in the back while Anessa begrudgingly got in front. She still had the feeling she was getting in the way, but there was little she could do about it at this point other than smile awkwardly at Julian as she put her seatbelt on. "Ready."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled back at Anessa and started to make his way out of the bay where the buggy was held, and a few turns later, he was making his way towards the wilderness area that was clearly laid out for sight seeing goodness. "Well, here's hoping there aren't multiple paths or anything, otherwise we'll never get anything done."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 01:01:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira rolled her eyes when she saw they were heading for the area with the road laid out for touring and leaned forward between the two front seats to speak. "Why are we going through zere? We should go out to where ze real nature is so we can get nice and close!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 08:12:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian glanced over at her, raising a humored eyebrow when Sapphira suddenly talked about how she wanted to take things off the laid path. "Sapphira?" Of course, the idea of getting just a little bit closer did seem kinda fun to him, all things considered. Perhaps if they came across a trail that was a bit more rugged and less traveled, that would be appealing, but Julian didn't want to risk driving this buggy into any of nature's unpleasant little traps it tended to set up over time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 05:06:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira raised an eyebrow back at him, detecting that he didn't want to go with her suggestion because he didn't want to go too far away from the safe path. "What's ze matter? A Gundam Fighter shouldn't be afraid of a little challenge in his day-to-day life," she taunted, reminding him that she was more than just a new acquaintance of his; she was also a rival Gundam Fighter, and he would have a reputation to uphold in that regard. Even if he wasn't prideful, he would have to worry if bad information spread and every Fighter around came at him hoping for an easy victory.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 16:17:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian simply rolled his eyes and groaned when Sapphira suddenly decided to start taunting him simply because he didn't think it was a good idea to go charging off the laid path. Still, her words got to him, and he did indeed end up turning onto a trail that seemed to be significantly less traveled and explored, as was indicated by a spike in just how bumpy or rugged the path was once Julian turned onto it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 18:22:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira chuckled and made sure to hold onto Max more tightly so the poor tabby didn't get too scared as the path turned significantly more bumpy. Anessa gripped the sides of her seat tighter, just hoping they didn't do anything to end up damaging the car and getting stranded. Eventually, the noise of the nearby city died away and the sounds of nature filled in around them, most notable being the song of a river running nearby. Going off the main trail seemed to bring them closer, indeed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 00:39:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian had to admit that he was rather impressed by the sights and sounds that awaited the trio once they actually got off the trail and started to get a bit closer into the actual wilderness. Like Anessa, he was still rather worried about doing something that would damage the buggy, but Sapphira had called him out on his pride and he didn't exactly have the nerve to turn her down after she said such a thing. When the river came into view, he paused for a moment and glanced out at it. "Wow..." He glanced up, soaking in their surroundings for the first time. "It's strange the way that everything can feel so similar to the way that it is back on earth, and yet still be so different..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 07:07:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira nodded in agreement as both girls looked around in appreciation of the surrounding nature, soaking in all of the details. Up close, one could see all the subtle nuances that made the terraformed Mars surface just slightly different from Earth: the sizes and shapes of the trees were just slightly off, most of them smaller since they were younger than trees on Earth, the hues of the leaves and grass were just a bit more yellow, the dirt was thinner and more powdery, and even the air seemed cooler and a bit more pure, free from the pollutants that were still being cleaned from the Earth. <br><br>The Spartan girl took Max with her as she climbed out of the buggy and went over to look into the river, watching the fish wiggle their way down the stream. "Do you szink more of Earth was like zis before ze Gundam Fight?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 05:59:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Naturally, Max wormed his way out of Sapphira's grasp once they were out of the river, and he began pawing at the water to see if he could grab a fish. However, upon realizing just how mildly chilly the water of the river was, he retreated backwards a few steps, only to try again a few seconds later. Julian stepped out and joined Sapphira, watching his rather spoiled cat with an amused gaze while he thought about her question. "Perhaps... I heard it was already a pretty rough place even before the fights though. Perhaps you're right though..."<br><br>Looking around, Julian was starting to understand just why mars would want their freedom from the Gundam fight. Why ruin this natural beauty that mars had managed to develop over the years?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 06:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira giggled and kept a close eye on Max as he tried to catch a fish from the small river, not wanting him to fall in and get carried away. Sure, most cats had more grace than that, but with a domesticated animal, there was no telling. Anessa ended up walking away a few meters from the other two, exploring the nearby foliage instead of the river as they were. "It must have taken a lot of work to make zis planet beautiful and thriving like zis," Sapphira said softly, stopping for a moment to listen to the sounds of nature. "Ze Chinese put more work than anyone into terraforming under ze Saici lineage. It makes you wonder why Yun Saici would be okay wisz fighting on top of all of his hard work, zen."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 02:54:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian paused, his eyes growing a bit more serious as he thought about how much the Saici family had contributed to a green and beautiful mars, only for the most recent fighter in the family to say that the Gundam fight could take place on the red planet and completely change everything. It did seem strange, and Julian wasn't entirely sure that he even had a basic guess that he could provide to the brunette girl. "You know what? that's a really good question..." He looked over at her. "Did you ever have the chance to ask him about it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 05:01:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira chuckled and shook her head at the question, carefully finding a nice, clean patch of grass beside the river to sit down on, not wanting to dirty her relatively new outfit. "Oh, no. Yun Saici's too much of a recluse for zat. Ze Governor is ze only one who really gets to go up to visit ze Shaolin Temple. Anyone else who even gets through ze gates has to go up ze Great Step, and most of zem give up before zey get there," she answered. The geography of Sei Ben was actually rather famous, even on Earth: the city was built at the base on one side of a mighty mountain, while the Shaolin Temple was constructed near the top of the mountain on the opposite side, so that it was shielded from the light and distraction of the massive colony. The only way up for most was a massive staircase that winded up to the summit of the mountain, then back down the other side to the Temple, a trip that generally took a full two or three days to make on foot. Few were even permitted onto the Great Step, though. As such, only the best of the Shaolin order were allowed to train there, as very few were capable making the trip multiple times every month to get between the city and the temple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 06:45:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian took a seat next to her, listening to Sapphira's little spiel with interest until she was finished. "Huh... I can't say I knew anything about that, actually. I mean, I knew that the Saici family was all about Shaolin monk territory... Hell, it was the first of his family, Sai Saici, that ressurected their temples to begin with... I had no idea that he was such a difficult man to reach though." He paused for a moment, wondering what that kind of training must have done for him. He would most certainly be an extremely dangerous opponent... considering his track record for completely dominating recent Gundam fights as well. "Sorry if that question sounded kinda silly..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 07:14:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira smiled lightly and shook her head at the apology. "Not at all. Most people on Earth don't pay close attention to zese sorts of szings. That's why ze news zat I was going to be Mars' new Gundam Fighter didn't spread around too much," the brunette replied, slipping off her sandals so she could dip her toes into the cool river water. "I thought you still had more questions for me, no? Zat's ze impression I got before."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 19:34:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled lightly, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Max had settled down and considered the river to be a lost cause. He sat at the edge of the water and curled up into a small ball, his tail flicking from side to side with a small frustrated flick every few seconds. After that amusing little sight, he looked towards Sapphira and thought about what exactly he wanted to ask her for a few seconds. "I just wanted to know more about how you landed the role as Mars' Gundam fighter, and why they chose you over anybody else.... And did I hear a few of those thugs right when they referred to you as a Neo Spartan?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 04:32:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira nodded her head at the last of his questions, smiling as she watched the cat lay peacefully along the side of the river. "My faszer is Neo French, but I was raised in Neo Sparta by my moszer. I just take after my faszer more zan her, if you couldn't tell," she said with a quick chuckle. "And as for why zey chose me, well, I'm one of zose pilots wisz no national allegiances back on Earth, and zey also needed a pilot wisz really good flexibility and control to pilot ze Gundam they had designed, so I was ze most suitable candidate zey could find," she said with a shrug. She didn't seem to have thought on this question herself too much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 21:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since Julian had no reason to believe that Sapphira would lie to him about such a thing, he accepted her answer and didn't go much further then that. Still, he was rather curious about something that she had said concerning her parents. "I've met a few Neo Spartans... They're quite an insular bunch to say the least, how was it that your father managed to woo your mother? I mean... that couldn't have been particularly easy..." He wondered where Anessa had gotten herself off to, but he supposed it didn't really matter, if she wanted to give the two of them some privacy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-03-2012, 06:57:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira paused and sighed as Julian asked about how her parents had met, debating in her mind whether or not to just go ahead and tell him the truth. She had already held a lot back that he hadn't really asked about, but she wasn't sure if she felt comfortable outright lying to him, especially with how he had helped her out today. She eventually decided to just go for it, figuring it wouldn't change his conception of <em>her</em> in any case. "Well, my parents were never really togeszer, actually. The time zey came togeszer and made me was...against her wishes," she explained, feeling very awkward and ashamed as she tried to explain what her father had done in the past.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-03-2012, 07:08:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she spoke about how she had come into being, Julian got quite a bit more awkward feeling as he realized just what she was implying with her words. "I... I see..." It was an innocent enough question, but now Julian felt absolutely horrible for bringing such a thing up. After that he decided to simply shut his mouth and let it be Sapphira's turn to ask or say something, so that he didn't risk bringing up anything else that could potentially be sensitive territory for Sapphira.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-03-2012, 07:34:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira noticed rather quickly how quiet Julian had become, not feeling as bad as he might have thought thanks to the event having happened more than twenty years ago, before she was even born (obviously), and because she had forgiven her father when he had revealed to her how his past actions were something he regretted every day since. But since Julian was now probably feeling to awkward to ask anything else, the brunette looked at him with a light smile and asked a question to get him talking again. "What about you? What's your faszer like? I haven't seen what many Gundam Fighters are like in zeir personal lives."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-03-2012, 16:22:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian glanced back over at Sapphira with a rather&nbsp; grateful look in his eye when she decided to change the subject to something that was a bit more comfortable for him to talk about. When she asked him about his father, he spoke in a rather light tone without needing a whole lot of time to think about his answer. "My father? He did his best to be the best dad he possibly could, though his duties as the Norwegian Gundam Fighter had him away from home a lot more then one would think. He had training, meetings, things like that which always seemed to consume his time... I don't really resent him for that though, he did what he had to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-03-2012, 19:49:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure he wishes he could have spent more time wisz you. Any parent does," Sapphira commented, thinking on her own experience. She hadn't even met her father until she was a teenager, but the man had done everything he could to contact her from the moment he found out she existed. She didn't tell this to Julian, though, not wanting to give him any information that could end up being harmful to both of them. "What about your moszer, zen? I bet she was a lot closer to you if she was ze one who had to raise you most of ze time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 07:05:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled lightly and shook his head at Sapphira's statement. "Like I said, he did the best that he possibly could to raise me, I really don't hold anything against him, honest...." With that he paused, letting Sapphira ask her next question about his mother, and she just about hit the matter right on the head. "Yeah, my mother was the one raising me most of the time, due to dad's busy schedule." He laughed gently. "She was pretty generous with me most of the time, but she made sure to stop me any time it seemed like I was going to get a little bit out of hand."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 12:26:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira smiled as Julian described her mother, almost seeming a bit envious of him. Really, one had to wonder why, if her father had done such a horrible thing in the past, she STILL modeled herself more after him than her mother. "She must be very proud of you now, going as far as your faszer did. You'd just better last all ze way to ze finals so zey actually get to come up and visit Mars," she joked lightly, shivering as the breeze picked up a bit. The fact that the air around the river was cooler and filled with a light mist of water didn't help the fact that it was somewhat chilly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 14:41:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian nodded, smiling happily while Sapphira joked playfully about how he needed to get all the way to the finals, as though he really needed any more motivation then he already had to put his absolute most into the Gundam fight. He himself was actually starting to get rather chilly due to the mist of the river, so he rose to his feet and offered Sapphira his hand. "Well then, I think it's high time we kept going, there's got to be a whole lot else to see in this forest, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 16:14:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira nodded and took his hand with a smile, spotting Anessa a short ways down the river once he had helped her up. "Where do you szink we should go next? We have to eiszer turn back or find a way across the river," she said as she started walking down to get the red-haired girl back in their group, grabbing Max's leash to make sure the cat followed. The least thing they needed was for him to go get lost in the woods.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 16:25:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira wouldn't need to grab Max by the leash, since Julian scooped the cat up before he could go anywhere, and offered it to Sapphira. When the two of them met up with Anessa at the buggy, he looked at the redhead with a somewhat curious gaze. "Enjoy your time alone?" Of course, he spoke while he was getting in the buggy, back into the driver's seat as he contemplated rather they should turn back or try to navigate around this rather lengthy looking river.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 16:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa turned a very light pink as she got back into the passenger's seat, Sapphira climbing into the back once again while she held the lovable cat comfortably in her arms. "Well, you know, I was just exploring a bit nearby, see if I could find anything interesting..." she responded somewhat quietly, not wanting to let on that she was just staying out of the way as much as possible. A second later, she looked at Julian and spoke again to change the topic. "So, where are we going now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 07:06:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian shrugged, feeling rather bad for having left Anessa out of the loop for a little while. Perhaps he could make it up to her a little later, if she seemed to be a little down about it. "I'm not entirely sure, actually. I get the feeling that we'd spend all day just navigating around this river if we wanted to keep going further, so maybe it would be best if we just got back on the main road and took the bridge." He fell silent for a few seconds before chuckling. "It would be rather handy if they made this thing hover, like all modern vehicles... but I guess that would take away from some of the fun of wilderness navigation."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 07:22:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't seem to get any immediate complaints when he suggested just going back to the main road and using the bridge to cross the river, so apparently Sapphira didn't have any better solution to that little snag. Anessa, growing a bit more comfortable since they got back in the car, smiled and nodded at his thoughts about how archaic the buggy really was, especially for a planet where new technology was the foundation of every city. "If people really wanted to see the wilderness, though, you'd think they'd just hike instead of driving around some set trails," she commented as they passed by a few trees that seemed to have the top several feet of themselves blasted completely off, possibly by wayward laser fire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 07:44:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian nodded lightly, giving his reply after taking a few moments to think about Anessa's rather obvious statement about how they'd rather hike if they were in this to see nature. "Yeah, I guess that's a pretty good point. Still, I think that there's a certain appeal to these old style vehicles that will always give them a certain amount of staying power..." By this point he was pulling back on to the main road, crossing a rather large bridge to get over to the other side of the river so that they could continue their little exploration experience. "So what are your plans from here, Anessa? We've got a whole year before the finals."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 08:01:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Neo-Scottish Fighter seemed a bit confused about his question at first; obviously, she would have to spend that time seeking out other Gundam Fighters and trying to defeat them so her success in the Finals would be more assured, but she figured he probably wanted to know more than that. "Actually, I was hoping to go to some of the Scottish colonies and try to spread my family name around a little. Ever since we've fallen out of grace with the King, most of the public doesn't really want anything to do with us," she said as if these events were common knowledge, forgetting that she was dealing with foreigners to her country.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-03-2012, 17:05:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian would simply nod, rather confused by most of what Anessa had just said. After all, he didn't really know much about what her home country or her family was like, just that her father was a gundam fighter like his. "Your family fell out of grace with the king? How exactly does that work?" He was more curious then anything else, though if it seemed like he was touching on a subject that Anessa didn't much care to elaborate on, he'd back off and try to think of something else to say, similar to how he had reacted to when he brought up Sapphira's parents.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-03-2012, 21:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa was caught off-guard for a moment before she remembered that these events weren't exactly as widely discussed in the rest of the world as they were in her own country, so he probably hadn't heard a thing about it. "Oh, well, four years ago, at the 37th Fight, my father didn't do as well as he had in previous years, so the king was talking about replacing him. My father got offended and demanded he get one more chance, but before the king could answer, my father started secretly talking with England to see if he could represent them. When the king found out, he was absolutely furious, and said we would both be removed as knights if we didn't produce a victory this time, so here I am," she elaborated quickly and without much feeling, clearly sore about the trouble her father had caused, but not unwilling to discuss it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-03-2012, 22:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian sighed gently as he heard Anessa recount the events that had led up to her taking part in this year's Gundam fight. Between Sephira, Anessa, and a certain Neo England pilot that Julian didn't even personally know yet, Julian had to wonder if he was the only person in this Gundam fight that <em>wasn't</em> here because of some error or bad decision their fathers had made. Still, he merely kept his thoughts to himself as he drove back along the road, and he didn't speak again until a few moments had passed and he was able to come up with some hopefully positive reinforcement. "I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sure once the King sees you in action during the finals, he'll regret ever imposing such a weight on you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-03-2012, 04:34:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa smiled at Julian's confidence in her, finding herself grateful that he hadn't tried to make any comment regarding what her father had done. She was totally against his actions, but that didn't mean she wanted to hear what other people thought about it any more. "Thanks. I just couldn't stand the thought of not being a knight anymore. I've worked since I was a young girl to be one, so I won't give up this title no matter what happens," she said with a surprising determination considering how she normally acted. She was obviously well-motivated to be here, fighting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 20:34:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian simply nodded, and though he couldn't understand just what was so special about being a knight where she was from, he understood that this was something that meant a lot to Anessa, and he respected her for fighting in such a way. "I'm sure that you will prove your worthiness in due time, Anessa." With that he fell silent again and started to focus on the road. When it seemed like they could potentially get a pretty impressive view of one of the martian mountains, Julian twisted the buggy off the road again and started to look around for some kind of clearing, or something of the sort.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-03-2012, 04:49:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anessa nodded and smiled softly, her thanks implied by her expression and continued silence. Both girls watched eagerly as the car was taken off the road again in search of a place to get a really great view of the landscape, Sapphira eventually spotting a nice, open spot through some trees and directing Julian there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-03-2012, 01:08:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding obediently, Julian quickly got off the road again in order to give Sapphira the view that she had pointed out. Whatever it was, Julian was sure that he wasn't disappointed. Unfortunately, it was about that time that the sun started to start dropping, and Julian had to start making his way back to the garage where the three of them had rented the buggy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-03-2012, 01:20:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both girls seemed to be upset that their tour was coming to end so quickly, but neither argued to stay out further, since they knew their respective countries would want to be keeping a close eye on them. Sapphira had to get back to Sei Ben, and Anessa had to get back to wherever it was her base was located. Once the trio had arrived back in town, Anessa softly thanked Julian and accepted Sapphira's gratitude for saving her life twice before heading off down the road, leaving the Norwegian and the Spartan to themselves for the first time since that morning. Turning to Julian, Sapphira smiled and handed him his cat. "Thanks for today. It's been while since I've spent time wisz anyone my age."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-03-2012, 01:23:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled lightly, accepting the cat with a small nod before he spoke as well. "Anytime, Sapphra. Just keep in mind that you've still got my number, so any time you want to get together, feel free to call me and we'll see if we can't set something up." He rather liked Sapphira, she was a very kind girl despite her rather unfavorable situation, as well as all of the red dots that were likely homed right in on her forehead at this point. He just hoped that the stress wouldn't get to her, and that King would never be able to succeed in his plans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-03-2012, 01:35:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sapphira's smile got a little bit brighter when he suggested getting together again some time, an offer she had been waiting for him to make. Julian wasn't the only one who had met someone he liked that day; she was growing more fond of him, seeing him not only as strong and courageous, but also surprisingly sensitive for a warrior, if his love for Max and the kindness he had showed Anessa proved anything. Growing up in Neo Sparta, she was used to the kind of man who was basically walking statue, so it was fairly new to her. "You have my number, too, so we'll just have to see who gives in first," she said playfully, giving Max a parting pet on the head before waving goodbye to Julian and heading off toward her car. If she had known then what the rest of this year held not just for her, but for all of her friends, her new employers, and even her father, she probably would have done Julian the mercy of not calling again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 02:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not expecting anything to be wrong, or anything particularly serious to come out of this encounter that he had today (nothing more serious then the street fight today, anyway), Julian merely made his way back to his core and plopped Max down in the passenger seat before he took off. He supposed he could head back to Neo Norway territory for a while and oversee Eternity's repairs, besides, he could use a little break anyway, after the fight he had gotten into today.<br><br>And with that, the day was just about over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 02:06:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Audra and the Roland set out early the next morning toward the designated battlefield for her match with Cecilia. She had slept easy the night before after watching several of the day one matches that had cropped up all around the martian battlefields. While she couldn't help but remember how distressed Cecilia looked at the prospect of a fight, Audra was looking at this as more or less just a stakes free warm-up match...despite the fact that their countries were rivals. No matter, she wasn't going to be head hunting as long as other pilots were reasonable in seeing that a match was over. <br><br>It didn't take her long to arrive to the coordinates of the battlefield. Standing in the spherical cockpit in her skin-tight suit, Audra had the Roland on auto-pilot while she went through she stretches. The tactical pack currently in the form of her greatsword on her back, Audra wasn't planning on using in the fight. Joyeuse and Joyeusa would be enough she figured for a friendly match. Of course Audra wouldn't hesitate with pulling out Durendal if Cecilia for whatever reason decided to become serious. Once Audra arrived at the match location she waited for her opponent to show up, checking through the vitals and systems one last time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 04:45:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unlike Audra, Cecilia didn't get anywhere near the night of restful sleep that she really needed in order to be at the top of her game. While it was true that Aurda had promised to not make this anything more then a friendly scrimmage, it didn't change the fact that Cecilia was damn near sick to her stomach with the anxiety of actually being forced to fight before she was able to get any more practice with the Legacy. Why did she have to invite that brunette over to her table? If she had just kept her head down everything would have been okay... But no, that was wrong, how could Cecilia really question her morals and her ability to be a kind and generous person just because she didn't want to fight? She supposed that she'd just have to deal with it, but that didn't make the fact any easier. She just hoped that Audra was serious about what she said, and that even if, when, she lost, Cecilia would still be left alone.<br><br>Cecilia, all suited up in the Legacy, arrived at the designated zone about five minutes after Audra arrived. She took in a deep breath, and prepared herself for what now had to come. "Okay... I can do this... just relax..." She flicked on the comm, letting her voice be heard outside her own cockpit now that she was done talking to herself. "Um... are you ready?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 05:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Audra smiled after not having to wait too long for Cecilia to arrive to the battlefield. "Ready when you are, Cecilia," Audra said over the the comm. Compartments on the sides of the Roland's legs opened up and out popped out Joyeuse and Joyeusa. The Neo-France gundam caught them as the swords came out and did a small flourish with the blades before snapping to a readied position. The display was more than a showing off on Audra's part, she wanted to make sure the settings were properly calibrated to her physical movements. Much to her satisfaction they were. Inside the cockpit, Audra got on the balls of her feet, ready to go for their match. <br><br>"Alright, let's give them a good show! Come at me!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 06:29:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia nodded at Audra's request, as the Legacy snapped out one of it's own beam sabers and boosted forward. At this point, Cecilia couldn't even afford to feel anxious about how the battle was going to turn out. She just had to focus all of her brainpower on doing as good as she could and hope everything would turn out for the best. Of course, there were still quite a few concerns nagging at Cecilia in the back of her head, concerns which would surface once Audra started to display just how superior she actually turned out to be to the extremely inexperienced blonde.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 08:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Light on her feet, Audra waited until Cecilia got in close before gracefully boosting to the side and around the Legacy. Things had to be kept visually realistic after all, and Audra knew that her engineering team and people back home would know she was really holding back if she didn't utilize the booster systems of the Roland. Joyeuse in her left and Joyeusa in the her right, simulated in her cockpit with miniature holograms in her hands, Audra let out a shout as she swung forward with Joyeusa. The 'strike' wasn't a full powered swing, but it was on a collision course with the Legacy's side all the same and would likely hurt some if Cecilia didn't manage to block it. She wasn't able to get much of a file on Cecilia given the abrupt announcement of their bout, so Audra was simply testing the water.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 16:16:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite the fact that Audra's attack was light; not entirely at full power and likely not at full speed either, Cecilia was able to just narrowly boost backwards in time to avoid it, but it was very clear that if Audra were to put forth just a little bit more effort, she'd land quite a few solid strikes on the Legacy's frame within a matter of moments. "Tch..." Cecilia had no idea that Audra was just testing the waters, to her, this was real battle. As soon as she put some distance between her and the Roland, she snapped out Legacy's rifle and fired off a round towards the Roland's general direction. Even if Audra weren't to budge an inch though, the shot was just as likely to miss her completely as it was to hit her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 18:40:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Audra wasn't entirely sure how to read Cecilia's narrow dodge of her attack, whether it was a close call due to inexperience or a planned one due to a good amount of experience. If it was the latter it would mean all the blond needed was a little confidence booster to overcome her stage-fright. Then again, she wasn't sure which it was. The brunette's eyes went a little wide as the Legacy pulled out its rifle and fired a shot at her. Audra boosted the Roland into what bit of cover she could find in the canyon, deciding to move out of the way of the gunfire than stick around to properly see that Cecilia's shot was completely off the mark. <br><br>While she had been half expecting for their sparring match to be just hand to hand and melee based, Audra couldn't help but smirk; it wouldn't have made much of a convincing show if they weren't using their ranged weapons. It was time to get in close. Moving out of cover, Audra activated the Roland's head mounted volcans to give herself a bit of suppressing fire as she boosted between bits of cover to cover. If she was able to get in close, Audra would try to smack the Legacy's rifle out of its hands with Joyeusa and then spinning around in a slight flourish to strike again with another controlled strike with Joyeuse. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 19:52:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia gasped softly when she suddenly came under vulcan fire, and she mostly just tired to do whatever she could to keep herself out of harm's way from it as she backed up and tried to find something to hide behind. Of course, before she could find anything, Roland was suddenly right in front of her, forcing the Legacy's rifle out of it's hand while the other sword made contact with the side of Cecilia's other arm. "Agh!" She was in too close now, but she couldn't retreat without the rifle, since that was just about the only ranged combat that Legacy had. Flowing with adrenaline, the blonde pulled out her blade and gave an overly excited and rather predictable stab forward towards the shoulder of Audra's Gundam.<br><br>She just had to defend herself for now and hope that an opportunity to really fight back would present itself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 00:45:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The predictable and practically desperate nature of Cecilia's attack made it rather easy for Audra to see the stab coming. The brunette had no trouble dodging to the side and while still light on her feet, dancing further to the side and away. Audra didn't pull out of the situation completely though. No, up close and personal was where she liked to be, it was where she destabilized the situation for her opponents. While she kept in mind the terms of the battle today, Audra couldn't help but let her competitiveness get the better of her. It was likely this that made her stand between Cecilia and her Legacy's rifle. <br><br>Here she would have peppered anyone else under any other circumstances with volcan fire to drive them away from their only long range weapon, but Audra wasn't going to be so cruel today. She bent her knees and got into a defensive stance. Audra was curious by Cecilia's counterattack and wanted to really size her up. "Come on, Cecilia, come at me!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 01:03:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia shivered softly when she heard Audra command that she 'come at her' in some sort of attack. The blonde shivered softly, trying to think of some sort of way that she could maneuver around the Roland to get that rifle of hers back. She still didn't know about the arm cannon hidden beneath the Legacy's right hand, so as far as she knew, the swords and the rifle were her only weapons, and with the rifle gone she hardly stood a chance against somebody like Audra. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced over to see that the two of them had drawn in a little bit of a crowd. While it wasn't surprising, this being one of the first Gundam Fights of the season and everything, it didn't really help Cecilia's mood all that much.<br>"They're all watching... they're all watching me fail."<br><br>She shut her eyes, humiliation simmering deep within her heart as she realized that she was making a fool out of herself, out of her father's Gundam, out of the Gundam that Alec was supposed to have. No... it couldn't be this way, could it? Cecilia couldn't...<br><br>She would simply draw her sword and nod, boosting forward as she swung it towards one of Roland's knees.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 21:26:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Audra blocked the attack coming at her knees with Joyeuse, a simply flick of the wrist at that, but no less effective. Cecilia's maneuver wasn't really that creative, at least to Audra, but then again she was trying to get her rifle back. The Neo-France fighter, instead of striking to push the Legacy back, instead boosted just to the side, to reposition herself to strike better at Cecilia's side. This left the path to the rifle just open enough for Cecilia to possibly slip through and grab it. That didn't mean Audra was just going to hand the rifle over though. <br><br>With Joyeusa Audra swung down upon the Legacy's shoulder, looking forward to how Cecilia would react. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 03:56:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia spotted the sword coming towards her shoulder at the last second, and she demonstrated that despite her inexperience, she actually did have rather impressive reflexes as well as some potential once she trained more. She was able to slide and roll out of the way of the sword, though that put even more distance between her and her rifle then she had before she boosted forward to get it back. "Agh...." She had to come up with something... Some way to strike back. This wasn't just her reputation on the line, this was her father's engineering she was fighting to protect, this was the reason that her brother was killed... Was it all supposed to become some big joke now? Would Alec's death be pointless?<br><br>No. There had to be a way, some weapon, some system... Something...<br><br>Cecilia got back up to her feet, her left hand transforming at Cecilia's desperate need for a new weapon. "Huh?" Before even giving proper thought to what had just happened, she rose her newly transformed left hand and let out a massive blast from the cannon that now took the place of the regular fingers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 05:34:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit!" Audra brought both Joyeusa and Joyeuse to bear in order to block the massive blast in a snap decision. The suddenness of the attack didn't prepare Audra for the force of it, still standing on the balls of her feet. She groaned after the Roland was blown back against one of the canyon walls. "Damn, an arm cannon?" Shaking her head, she quickly pulled herself to her feet. There was no way she could realistically hold back after that. Sheathing her carbon blades, Audra couldn't help but smile. "Alright, while we're on the topic of getting serious..." Reaching behind her, Audra pulled Durendal from its magnetic attaching mechanism. She hefted the two-handed blade into Roland's hand, the feedback inside the cockpit simulated the scaled weight just perfectly. <br><br>Without another word Audra boosted forward, holding Durendal at the ready to strike with a horizontal slash. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 05:41:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia's eyes grew wide when she saw the Roland pull out it's absolutely massive claymore and dash forward. Fortunately, the weapon was so large and bulky that even somebody as new to combat as Cecilia didn't have too hard a time with reading where it was going to strike once the attack began. She dashed backwards, aiming her arm cannon again before firing while she was evading at the same time. She could feel the excitement start to build in her heart as she did this. She could really do it, she could show the world that the Legacy was something to be taken seriously, that her father's work was top notch and that Alec... that Alec didn't suffer a pointless and futile death.<br><br>She could do the Legacy the justice it deserved!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 05:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Audra smiled as Cecilia evade her attack. As the counterattack from the arm cannon was fired, the Roland boosted forward, bringing its claymore up to weather the blast of the arm cannon. She blasted through the small cloud of smoke the blast left behind after colliding with her still pristine blade firing her volcan at Cecilia in an attempt to lead her toward one side of the canyon so that she could restrict her possible evading opportunities. She had the Durendal at the ready for what appear to be another similar strike. It'd be a feint however, as Audra pushed her boosters to as fast as they could manage to ram one of Roland's shoulders into the Legacy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia might have been falling into a little bit of a groove in this battle, but she was still just as much of a novice as ever, and as such, she fell into the feint perfectly and ended up letting out a cry of pain when the Roland's shoulder suddenly slammed into the chest of the Legacy, which sent Cecilia's Gundam several feet stumbling backwards, before she landed on the ground on her back. "Ugh...." She hadn't been prepared for that, she thought that she was starting to get this battle figured out...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:12:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Had Audra been in an actual fencing match, the tactic she had just used would have been considered dirty. Of course here it could hardly be that...and few knew just how pragmatic she could be in a fight. She strode over to the Legacy, the Durendal held in only one of her hands. Normally she might have capitalize on her opponents if they got themselves on their backs, but this was hardly that kind of fight. Once beside the Legacy, Audra bent her knees and extended a hand to help Cecilia up. <br><br>"Come on, you're doing great," She said cheerfully. "We're only just getting started."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia was rather surprised by the kind motion presented to her by Audra, and she would merely nod before reaching up to take the offered hand in order to get back up to her feet. "R-right..." With that she took a few steps back and put away her arm cannon. She would need to practice her ability to snap it out and back in quickly in order to more properly use it, however, that wouldn't be until later today. Unfortunately, without the cannon, that only left Cecilia with her two swords against a Gundam specifically designed for melee combat... not exactly ideal...<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:31:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The rivalry between Neo England and Neo France wasn't exactly malicious by any means. Between the pilots and the nation it was a special regard of respect that formed in last fifty years, though it could be argued well that the rivalry had always existed by virtue of the countries history back on Earth. Audra would hardly be blamed for showing courtesy and honor to the Neo-English pilot. It had become abundantly clear to the Audra though just through the first act of their fight that Cecilia wasn't exactly the most experienced of pilots, still very green. The blond had potential though and a will prove herself, that much was also apparent. <br><br>"Alright, let's see how you use those swords," Audra said over the comm. "Don't be shy now!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:34:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia would take a deep breath, feeling a lot more secure in herself now that it became apparent that Audra wasn't going to be attacking her through malicious intents. This was indeed just a friendly spar, a warmup for the rest of the fight to come, just as the older brunette had promised a few days ago. "Okay... Right!" She snapped out both of her swords and boosted forward, striking with both of them at either of Audra's blade wielding arms. While Roland still had it's big sword out, Cecilia figured she could use her superior mobility and agility to her advantage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:46:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Atta girl," Audra grinned. It filled the brunette with a good measure of joy to see the blond so eager to continue. The Legacy might have had superior mobility and agility, but Audra had experience on her side, as well as a couple of fencing championships under her belt. All she needed was a step back and simple adjustment of the Durendal's placement in her hands to block both strikes. Two handed swords were Audra's specialty; she was aware of their bulkiness but has since developed little ways to compensate for them. "Not bad...you can do better!" With a simple push, she more freed herself than send Cecilia back, boosting to the side and back in order to get herself that bit of room she needed. Time to test test Cecilia's strength. Despite the apparent bulk of the blade, Audra snapped it to the ready as if it were several times lighter than it really was. Her heavy strike was fast but controlled, it's placement aiming for the Legacy's side once again, Audra hoping that the blond would be able to block it in time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 06:57:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia was a bit discouraged when Audra was able to deflect her attack so easily, however, she had to remind herself that she was facing a woman with a great deal more experience and training then Cecilia herself had, and she couldn't hope to keep up with her when she was only just now stepping into the field of battle for the first time in her life. As a result, she wasn't quite able to block the extremely fast swing towards her side, and she let out a shriek of pain as the sword connected, causing her to fall to a knee and use one of her hands to support herself up. "Tch..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 08:46:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bringing her sword back to its neutral position in her stance, Audra felt bad for unleashing such a strike on Cecilia as the Legacy went onto one knee. Alright, guess she wasn't ready for that sort of thing yet, Audra thought, given a bit of nervous internal laugh. Plenty for Cecilia to work on it would seem, but that was hardly a bad thing--if Audra truly knew the extent of Cecilia's inexperience, she might have been surprised with just how well the blond was holding up. <br><br>"Get up, Cecilia," Audra said gently. "I'm going to be coming at you again." Once the Legacy was up, Audra would boost forward again, slashing with her Durendal in rapid succession, though none of her strikes were nearly as fast as the one she had previously dished out. If Cecilia were able to get into the right rhythm she'd be able to parry, block and evade from them all.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 14:34:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia nodded and got herself back up, preparing her sword again as Audra launched yet another attack on the blonde to try and see the extent of her rather meager training. While the first two evasions were rather clumsy and ungraceful, it seemed that she was starting to fall into a bit of a groove when it came to getting out of the way of the rapid slashes. Eventually, when she felt that she was brave enough to try and predict where the next one would try and land, she rose one of her swords to block it while she dashed forward and used the other sword to stab towards Audra's shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>02-04-2012, 07:55:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Audra dodged to the side to get out of Cecilia's counterattack, but the Legacy's blade managed to catch her shoulder. It was hardly a grievous wound to the Roland's right arm, a nick really, but regardless it brought a wide smile to Audra's face. "Tres bon!" The Neo-Frenchwoman exclaimed, quite pleased. Hefting the Durendal, Audra let loose a swing at the Legacy's side, a slower pitch version of the swing that had sent Cecilia down onto one knee just a little while ago. It became even cleared to Audra that Cecilia likely only had basic training at most, but it seemed to be serving the blond quite well, at least in this situation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-04-2012, 08:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since the slash was slower this time, and it was a similar attack to one that had harmed Cecilia before, the blonde had little trouble in evading around the sideways strike by backing up. Once she was safely out of the large blade's range, Cecilia brought out her arm cannon and took aim, letting out a blast at relatively close range this time in the hopes that it would catch Audra off guard. Still, seeing as how she only had the one ranged weapon, and Audra had a lot more training and experience then Cecilia did, there was a rather high chance that the brunette could see the blast coming and have plenty of time to react accordingly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>02-04-2012, 08:19:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had half-expected for them to continue sparring like this with their blades for a while longer, but it pleased Audra more to see Cecilia start to branch out with the attacks when she brought the Legacy's arm cannon to bear. Instead of evading to the side or moving back as other might, Audra switched her hold on Durendal to one hand and boosted forward. She prepare herself to the side or settle for some evasive action if this maneuver didn't quite work. With her free hand Audra attempts to grab Cecilia's arm with the cannon and force it up, where its shot would simply fly skywards. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 04:02:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia's eyes widened a bit when she saw Audra suddenly lunge forward rather then evade, as Cecilia had expected her to. Naturally, because of that she wasn't able to react in time to avoid having her cannon forced upwards as the blast fired into the air harmlessly. Still, Cecilia reacted quickly despite that, as she used her free hand which still held a beam saber to suddenly stab forward towards Audra's shoulder in an attempt to get her cannon arm freed from Roland's grip. Still, that didn't change the fact that Audra still held Durendal in her one open hand, so perhaps the stab wouldn't go entirely as smoothly as Cecilia would prefer.<br><br>It did show that Cecilia was starting to get a little bit more fire behind her actions though, even if her actions were rather basic and still lacked polish and precision.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 01:20:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting on a rock far outside of any of the Martian cities sat a small girl with silver hair and purple eyes. She was wearing what appeared to be a white-ish sort of cloak and a reddish baret on her head. She was staring across the Martian landscape with amusement lighting her features. This year seemed promising given the opponenets she had read about on her flight over. However she wondered how much time would pass before her government sent orders to assassinate opponents. She really wanted to fight this out fair and square but orders were orders. <br><br>The girls eyes were closed and her mind was drifting through memories. Many of these were awash with the crimson color, iron smell, and copper taste of blood. She hated these things more than anything else but it was all part of her job....no her life yes this was all a part of her life regardless of her own opinions in the matter. She hated her parents for forcing this on her however she believed that the skills she had learned certainly came in handy. Even though her GUNDAM was large and bulky it could still move swiftly since it was designed specifically for her. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 03:04:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Given just how close the two gundams were now, even Audra wouldn't be able to dodge completely out of the way the incoming beam saber. Letting go of Cecilia's arm cannon, Audra crouched, turning the saber coming at her shoulder into not so much of a harsh blow, though one that caused her monitors to light up the struck area in yellow for caution. Ignoring the feedback her suit was giving her, Audra lunged forward and tried to barrel right into the Legacy, hoping to bring it to the ground to run it right into a canyon wall. Even though her tactics turned a bit more brutal, Audra was smiling nonetheless in her cockpit, quite pleased at Cecilia's progress. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 03:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia had fully expected for a recoil from her opponent the moment that her saber sliced through the Roland's shoulder. As such, she had nowhere near as much time as she would have preferred to react to Audra's next, extremely bold maneuver. As a result, Cecilia ended up crashing through the canyon pretty much exactly how Audra planned, and a pained cry would emerge from her cockpit. One of the most frustrating rules about the Gundam fight was how there had to be a system in place where the pilots felt the same pain that their Gundams did, meaning that Cecilia was pretty much down for the count with all the rubble that she had been slammed into. "Nngh!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 04:05:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Audra winced slightly when she saw the rumble come down on top of the Legacy; perhaps she had went a little too far with getting into the swing of things. She had to admit, being in the cockpit of the Roland and using it to fight another pilot was something Audra was looking forward to, even if she could have done without all the political trappings of the gundam fight. She clutched her shoulder, the pain from the saber blow registering once her adrenaline wore off. Given how pragmatic she normally was, Audra was surprised at just how reckless she was in the match...she couldn't help but feel a little stupid for allowing that to happen. <br><br>Walking over to the pile of rumble, Audra helps clear away the rocks. "Sorry for the rough treatment, but you were amazing out there! Don't think I've seen anyone pick things up as quick as you. Not too shabby at all," she said over the comm link. Once she was able to clear away enough rocks, Audra would help Cecilia and the Legacy up onto its feet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 04:16:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia would pause at the praise, blinking a few times in surprise that her opponent was actually helping her back up to her feet. With a small smile, she accepted the hand and uneasily stood. "Aah.. Thank you. I know I'm not particularly talented, but I tried my hardest." That was the truth, Cecilia actually put more into that battle then she even thought she had. Maybe there really was a chance for her to get the hang of this whole 'gundam fight' thing after all. "Really, I appreciate the compliments, and I appreciate you being so patient with me through the fight."<br><br>She sighed gently, knowing full well that Audra could have ended the battle almost from the word 'go' were the brunette to decide to go all out on Legacy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 06:52:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Though he hadn't been expecting much success, Kuroda's first day out investigating the cities and trade routes of Mars had done nothing to even suggest the Arbiters were actually on Mars. He thought there were be at least a few reports of shipments being stolen or hijacked, but the last several hours of stopping by every center of colonial law enforcement within Gundam piloting distance had turned up exactly nothing. A lesser man may have started to question whether Isabel was actually telling the truth at this point, but aside from the fact that this would gain her nothing, he doubted any living human could train themselves to have a poker face that good.<br><br>Now on his fifth stop of the day, he parked the Break Gundam out of sight of the latest city and started piloting his Core Lander in for a talk with the local sheriff, making it as far as the business district of the town before he had to park and start walking the rest of the way. He could only hope Declan or Isabel would turn up something before the end of the day, if he didn't.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 07:21:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				During Kuroda's trip into town, he would actually have a message sent to his data pad, requesting his assistance with an 'undisclosed matter' of apparently very dire importance. As was to be expected of a contract like this, the promise for payment was included, and the numbers that were offered seemed to be absolutely impossible to refuse for even a successful and wealthy PMC company. Who ever it was that wanted to contract Kuroda out, they were absurdly wealthy and had a very serious issue that they wanted dealt with. Fast.<br><br>Assuming he was interested, the directions in the message sent to his data pad would send him to a 5 star diner, where he would name drop the specified word from the message. He would then be taken to a large table that was only occupied by a single man, in his mid forties, who wore a rather expensive looking suit and had a very serious air about him. Clearly, he was a corporate white collar type, a businessman.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 07:33:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While he wasn't exactly sporting a lot of free business hours at the moment with both fighting for Neo New Zealand and helping Isabel hunt the Arbiters, Kuroda wasn't one to turn down a very profitable business offer before even talking to the client. If nothing else, he wanted to find out why this seemed so shady and, if the client was worth helping, whether or not he knew anything that could help him track down Keller and his men. Arriving at the fancy diner, Kuroda followed the detailed instructions to the word, and ended up at the table in front of the businessman, hardly caring how out-of-place he looked in his casual attire.<br><br>"I'm surprised you could still get a hand on our contact information. I thought that was taken off the public channels after the company went defunct," the former PMC commander commented without humor and with little curiosity, just wanting to gauge how much he could trust the man before him. There were surprisingly few people out there who understood that a PMC could have morals, and his wouldn't just take any that led to a hefty check at the end.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 08:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man wouldn't seem phased in the slightest as he simply folded his fingers in and nodded, speaking swiftly in a calm and controlled voice. "Your company might have been short lived, but it gained quite the reputation to those who pay attention to the scene... Seeing a Private Military Company with an actual code of values and morals was a very rare sight, so we were naturally rather interested in keeping an eye on you, and we were quite disappointed to hear that you went under... My superiors were quite confident that your group would have been a great client of ours had you ever come to mars at any point." he paused a beat. "Ah yes, you have yet to learn my name. I'm Mr. Argo, and I represent the Orran-Wing corps." The Orran-Wing corps was a massive corporation, most famously known for owning and operating damn near every single hospital and emergency center through out the mars settlements.<br><br>He coughed lightly.<br>"That matters little with the problem at hand though. We have a proposal, our company is facing a rather frustrating issue and we need somebody with a moral standard in order to deal with it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 08:26:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda hardly paid attention to anything the man in the suit had to say about what he and his superiors felt about his former company, seeing through it all as fluff leading up to the actual proposal. The name Orran-Wing certainly caught his attention, but he didn't allow his expression to betray whether it was a positive or a negative reaction in favor of Mr. Argo and his interests. Of course, he immediately questioned why a Mars-based hospital-running corporation would ever be interested in his PMC, let alone think they would make great business associates, but it didn't sound like the current offer had anything to do with that.<br><br>"Fill me in, and I'll let you know if I can help," Kuroda responded as he sat down at the table, waiting to hear what Mr. Argo wanted him to do and especially <em>why</em> One generally didn't go to these lengths to make a proposal if it was a fully honest one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 19:48:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man would simply begin to speak, not all that worried about providing Kuroda with an explanation for why they used such shady seeming means to get into contact with him. That would all explain itself as he elaborated, after all. "Well, recently our organization has been putting a lot of corporate funding into experimental technology. I won't bore you with the details, but this technology could potentially be the medical breakthrough of the century, curing an overwhelming number of diseases as well as improving the human condition as a whole, unlocking more of the hidden potential within our own bodies. Tragically, some people have found these experiments to be rather... controversial, for whatever reason. They've seen fit to run interference with us in any way they can. There is one person in particular that has attacked shipments of our test subjects and put the lives of some of our staff in danger in the process."<br><br>He figured that Kuroda would assume that this was the reason behind the rather shady meeting, a desire to keep it unknown to their assailants as well as for Argo's own personal safety.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 20:13:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Kuroda wasn't exactly quick to trust anyone who conducted experiments he didn't want to share the details of, especially when it came to "experimental" technology, based on what Argo had told him, whoever was running interference on them was going a bit too far. Attacking shipments and personnel like that simply put too many possible innocents in danger, maybe even the test subjects themselves if the attacker got too careless. He would look into Orran-Wing's activities later, but for now, this person sounded like they would be the greater danger.<br><br>"Alright, you have my attention. Now, what's the name of this person who's been running interference, how can I find them, and what do you expect me to do when I do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 20:41:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man would sigh lightly, relieved that at the very least Kuroda would deal with this little problem of theirs before looking into the matter himself. "Unfortunately, we don't really know all that much about the assailant, all we've got to go off of are a few reports from panicked truck drivers about a Gundam attacking them... That's it. As for how you can find them and what you can do to eliminate the problem? Well, you're the military contractor. We're giving you money to make a problem go away, so as long as the problem goes away, my benefactors and I couldn't care less about how you get it done."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 23:37:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The small silver haired girl finally growing bored with her position rose from her seat on the rocks and hopped up on the motorcycle that was sitting behind her. It would look almost like a toy to most but it had the full power of any true bike. It had been crafted specifically for this girl. She began to ride across the martian landscape towards one of the martian cities. She had no clue which city it was nor did she really care all she knew was that it was a city and that meant there would be people and of course more entertaining things to do.<br><br><br>There was a canyon several hundred miles to the south west of the Neo chinese city of Neo Tian-Shui situatied in the cliff walls of the canyon was the Neo English base of operations on mars.The base itself wouldn't be easily noticed because the english technicians had put a lot of care into it's camoflage. One would either have to know exactly where it was or have a map in order to find the base easily. Because of the way the base was built it was a rather spacious and multi leveled complex that served as an underground bunker. Eirina Darkfox a politician of Neo England stood looking at a monitor having just observed the Legacy's first match.<br><br>Eirina was a rather short girl with long purple-ish hair and dark blue/violet eyes, she had a pale complexion, and her clothes were remenicent of elegent gothic lolita style.&nbsp; The young woman was currently in charge of the Neo English Gundam ground crew which made her cecilia stargroves current "retainer" if one were to use outdated modes of speach.&nbsp; She was pleased to see that cecilia was able to access some of the legacy's weapons without too much hassel and she believed this first match although a loss against their rival Neo-France would serve to improve the girls skills in the long run. She turned to some of the technicians "I want you to take that footage and convert it into simulation data." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 00:30:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't very much to go on at all when there were countless dozens of Gundams flying and fighting around Mars at this very second, but the fact that it was a Gundam at all surprised Kuroda. Whoever it was clearly had no issue making enemies on the new planet from day one, assuming it was a Gundam Fighter and not some rogue. "If that's all you can give me, then there's only one thing that I can think to do," Kuroda began, settling back into his seat. "You'll have to let me trail your next shipment and ambush the ambusher. Do you have any problem giving that information?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 01:13:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. Argo would have no issues with that at all, apparently, as he simply looked down at his data pad and sent Kuroda a few more messages. "You can find the shipments prepared to leave from plot A on your map and heading towards plot B. Another shipment is scheduled to leave in a few hours, so if you're lucky you might be able to catch up with it... If not, then at least the wreckage might give you some sort of indication as to where to begin your investigation... We shall request your account information once the job is done, and you'll be paid accordingly once we've verified that we will no longer be troubled by the Gundam in question."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 06:05:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having the information he needed, Kuroda simply nodded and stood up from his chair. "Consider your troubles over," he assured the businessman, then left the diner without bothering to shake his hand. He considered calling Declan in for some back-up, but decided that the Irishman's time was better spent helping Isabel hunt after the Arbiters, not helping him with insignificant jobs like this. Rushing back out of town and into his own Gundam, he cut down the energy used toward his composite armor and put it toward overclocking his boosters so that he could try to make it in time to save the next shipment. Even if he failed in that much, however, he really wanted to make sure he caught up with that other Gundam and found out exactly what was going on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 18:19:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Because of how much power Kuroda put into his boosters, he was able to make it in record time to the location that had been indicated for him to meet the shipment, and though the shipment left without him since they didn't even know that he existed, he still would have caught up with them just in time to see a few energy beams rain down in the truck's general direction from a nearby hilltop. This gave the panicked drivers more then enough time to panic and abandon the vehicle, fleeing back towards the city before a shot hit the truck dead center and destroyed it. Thankfully, the drivers were quite a distance away from the truck when the shot did land, so no harm was done to them. Rather that was intentional or not had yet to be determined.<br><br>By this point, it would be entirely possible for Kuroda to spot the person responsible, a Red Gundam (http://mahq.net/mecha/gundam/astray/mbf-p02-flight.jpg) that he might or might not recognize as belonging to Neo America.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 19:12:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda was disappointed that he didn't arrive in time to save the shipment (although judging by the shadiness of this all, maybe that was a good thing), but that was more than made up for when he spotted and was able to identify the Gundam as being Neo America's, meaning he could just track it down later if it managed to escape. Of course, with how tight America was with information, the appearance was the only thing he knew about the mobile suit, so its armament and its pilot would be a total mystery for the next ten seconds or so. <br><br>Keeping the power flowing to his boosters, he made his way to the hill and started firing his vulcans on the assailant. There was no way whoever that was didn't see him coming in, but at least he could try to land the first hit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 19:18:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Considering the fact that the red Gundam was using a rifle right now, and it had a huge ass katana sitting on it's hip, it would be little mystery what it's main weapons were as Kuroda charged forward. Naturally, the Neo America Gundam boosted backwards with impressive agility and fired it's rifle several times at the approaching Gundam. Since Neo New Zealand wasn't exactly a high priority threat to most nations, at least Kuroda would be fighting on even ground with his opponent, since s/he would know very little about the Break's systems.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 19:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anticipating being fired upon, Kuroda boosted to the side as soon as it looked like the red Gundam was turning its rifle in his direction, trying to outrun the other pilot's aim. If it turned out he wasn't fast enough to evade, even with his overclocked boosters, he would switch and put all of the energy back into his composite armor, creating a thin energy shield effect that would absorb most of the rounds fired on him, but also leave him sitting like a turtle. If he succeeded in just avoiding the shots, though, he would start moving in again as soon as there was an opening and trying to disarm the rifle from the other Gundam with his lance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 19:31:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda was able to evade the fire of the red Gundam for a while, getting quite close before the American Gundam fighter figured out it's movement pattern and was able to anticipate where it would land next, where it would have a round waiting for him there. Rather or not one good shot was enough to make Kuroda turn towards his composite armor was up to him, since he was already close enough to where a frontal attack seemed to be viable. Then again, he wasn't the only one thinking that way, and the red Gundam could be seen reaching down towards it's side where a more standard beam saber laid in waiting. While the Katana seemed like it would be more dangerous, it was heavy enough to where it required two hands to wield properly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 19:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rather than throw his composite armor on full power again when he was already range for melee combat, Kuroda just took the shot, letting it too some decent damage to the armor in that spot and pushing through the pain as he swung to take out that bothersome rifle. Since he was by far more equipped for melee combat than ranged, he didn't really care if the red Gundam took out its katana, that probably putting him at more of an advantage than he had now. If the other pilot did choose to continue the fight with the sword, he would cut his boosters and put an average amount of power into his armor again, letting him fight without being too slow or too vulnerable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 20:25:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The red Gundam tossed the rifle aside while dodging to avoid the strike from Kuroda's lance, pulling out it's beam saber to get in a quick stab at one of the break's shoulder joints before it retreated backwards regardless of rather or not the strike connected to give itself enough time to get out it's main melee weapon, the large blade at it's side. If the beam saber stab connected, it would leave the blade in the Break Gundam's shoulder joint while it retreated, and if it didn't connect, the red Gundam would have to take a few more seconds to put the saber away before pulling out the katana. Either way it would likely have enough time to get the weapon out now, due to it's superior speed over the Break.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 20:54:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While the beam saber strike connected, it wasn't quite enough to stab all the way through the Break's shoulder, though it did slice pretty deep in and made Kuroda stop to clutch his shoulder for a split second. By the time he faced the red Gundam, it would probably have its katana fully out, though that wasn't as much of a problem now that its rifle was out of the way. Deciding to use the distance advantage for himself now, he held his lance at the ready while also opening up his vulcans on the enemy once more, as well as trying to contact the other pilot. "And here I always thought Americans were against terrorism!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 21:02:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The red Gundam would brace itself to the best of it's ability against his vulcan fire, though she still took a bit of damage from it due to the fact that there wasn't all that much distance between the two of them. Of course, it only took a few seconds after he contacted it that he got a reply back, a woman's voice from the sound of it. "Oh yeah!? So I'm supposed to just stand by and watch as Orran-Wing screws over all of humanity for the sake of their damned research? Fat chance!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 21:14:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since the red Gundam stopped to reply instead of countering with an attack of its own, he assumed the pilot wasn't totally out of her mind. Argo hadn't said there was anything wrong with trying to take her down from the attack, so it was worth a shot. "Talk about Orran-Wing all you want, but those truck drivers didn't have anything to do with their research! You're putting innocent lives in danger just to fight them!" As he spoke back at her, he put some more power into his shielding in case of an aggressive counterattack. He didn't know much about Neo America's pilot, but she sounded hot-blooded.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-04-2012, 21:44:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next thing that Kuroda heard would be a frustrated growl before the red Gundam backed up to put some distance between it and the vulcan fire, if only so that she could think for a moment about what she wanted to do next before striking. "Yeah! Their lives were totally in danger when I completely missed their truck, like, a million times in order to give them time to get the hell away!" After regaining her composure from the vulcan fire, she suddenly boosted forward at full blast and aimed a swift stab towards the same shoulder that she had already weakened with her beam sword.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:04:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Break wasn't fast, but it was fast enough to avoid the stab coming in at its shoulder from the hot-blooded enemy pilot. Her words had Kuroda wondering just how threatening she really was to anyone's life, but as long as she was attacking him, he would fight back. Not expecting her to need very much recovery time from that stab, reacted quickly and used the momentum from his evasion to try to swing his beam lance across her knees, hopefully taking them out or at least doing enough damage to make her flinch. His vulcans still had a bit of ammo, but if he let her get back to her rifle, this would become a lot more difficult.<br><br>Then again, maybe not, as a custom mobile suit (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/0083/agx-04.jpg) appeared over the hills and started firing on the red Gundam with a ballistic rifle. "That's enough from you!" called out a woman's voice over both pilots' comm systems.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:11:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The red Gundam retreated backwards with a spry spring, thankfully avoiding the beam lance before becoming the victim of ballistic rifle fire. "Aak!!! Two on one!? I see how you thugs operate now!" She got back up, though judging from how the Gundam was carrying itself, she didn't seem to be doing all that well after the surprise fire that she took. "Tch... I'm not gonna back down that easily. Come on! I'll take you both down!!!" The pilot was given pause for a moment though, something in that voice that shouted out seemed oddly familiar. She couldn't quite place where she had heard it before, but she could have sworn that she had, it held a familiar ring to her.<br><br>Didn't matter though. She was still going to fight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:20:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as the red Gundam backed off, the mobile suit stopped firing and moved into position alongside the Break, though its rifle sights were still held steady on the enemy. Kuroda appeared a bit too distracted to fight at the moment, talking to his ally through a private channel. "Shelby, what are you doing here?!" "I saw you were heading way off from your planned course, so I thought someone stole your Gundam. Make a call next time!" Opening communication with the rival pilot again, the woman addressed her in a fierce tone. "You're outnumbered! Surrender now or we'll have to disable your Gundam!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pilot of the Red Gundam scowled inside her frame, and she readied her sword for another strike forward. "Not a chance!!! This is bigger then some stupid fight, this could end up affecting the lives of every single person on mars, so there's no way I'm backing down until I see that the right thing has been done! She brought one of her hands off of her blade and pulled out a beam boomerang behind her before hurling it at the newcomer mobile suit. "Doesn't matter if I'm outnumbered! A Gundam Fighter doesn't back down!!!" She blasted forward, putting both hands back on her blade as she moved a few seconds behind her boomerang and stabbed her blade outwards at the Break.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:39:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing the boomerang coming its way, the mobile suit quieted down and started firing its rifle at the weapon, though it became clear that this wouldn't enough as it simply sliced through the rounds, and now there was enough time to avoid it. Noticing his partner's mistake, Kuroda put the majority of his power into the boosters and got in the way just in time to deflect the boomerang with his lance. Of course, this left him quite open when the other Gundam came in with its blade, and with low armor on top of it. "AGH!" the Fighter shouted in pain as the blade pierced through the Break just underneath where the collarbone was on a human, making his body jolt with agony.<br><br>"Kuroda!" Shelby called out in surprise and fear, before she suddenly switched to anger and ducked around her protector, only to slam her shoulder up against the red Gundam's chest, putting all of her strength behind it. "If you're really doing this for the good of the people, you should explain it to us, not fight us!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:45:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Gundam pilot saw Kuroda going down as a victory, though the words from the other woman actually did make a bit of sense to her. She withdrew her blade and jumped backwards and got her blade ready again just in case the other unit decided to attack again. "Yeah? You don't know? That truck was carrying a shipment of derelict DG cells! They're trying to reverse engineer them to mess with the human body's regeneration system, but if you have even a basic understanding of the Gundam Fight's history, you should know full well why that's a bad idea!"<br><br>Since the defeat of the Dark Gundam, chunks of the massive machine could still be found from time to time through excavations. Typically, these chunks were destroyed on discovery, but apparently that wasn't the case anymore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:53:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Kuroda recovered from his injury, which had hurt his use of that arm a bit, both he and Shelby listened to the woman's explanation from why she was attacking these shipments. The latter was also starting to notice just how intensely familiar the other pilot's voice was, but at the moment, she was more concerned with what she was saying about Orran-Wing. "Well, if what you're saying is true, you can't stop all these shipments and research on your own. They'll just find a way to transport them without you finding out about it. That shipment you just blew up could be a decoy, for all you know. Why don't you try going to the colonial governments about it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 01:59:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The red Gundam's pilot sighed and lowered her stance, making it pretty clear that this fight was over. "Believe me, I tried. I went to my official here, and he said something about hiring an investigation force to compile a report to negotiate an embargo to do some other political nonsense that goes nowhere. By the time that official channels get anything done, so many DG cells will be pumped into the masses that the damage is irreversible. How is it wrong to take action at that point? I'll admit that this isn't the most ideal solution, but what other options are there? I'm not going to just stand by and let this happen, never."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby sighed, understanding the woman's situation perfectly. One of the main reasons Glasson Logistics had been created was to take over when the official channels failed, when innocent people were left undefended because of jurisdictional boundaries or so very much bureaucratic red tape. "Well, look, I'm sure we can find some other way around this if we work together. You can only keep this up on your own for so long before they send even more people to take you down. Listen, I'm Shelby Bargielski, and this Kuroda Glasson, and we're from Glasson Logistics, a private military company. We've dealt with stuff like this before, so try to let us help."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:10:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby's proposal might have been a very generous and surprising one, however, the pilot of the Red Gundam seemed to be more concerned about just who it was that was making it. "What was that? S-Shelby!? Get out of town!!!" The Gundam took a step forward, though her voice seemed more surprised and pleasant disbelief then her former frustrated and angry voice. "It's me, Jillian!" A few more steps forward.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:15:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby was shocked into silence for a moment, but as soon as she heard the name "Jillian," the sense of familiarity before snapped into place in an instant. Of course! How could she ever forget the voice of one of her closest friends from a few years back, back in the high school days? "J-Jill?! Is that really you?" she asked, sounding quite happy as she quickly tried to establish a visual communication link on top of the audio one, her appearance (http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt7/Sara_Shadow/Other%20Anime/yoruichi027.jpg) sitting in her mobile suit's pilot chair looking the same as the last time she saw her friend, even if she was a few years older now. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:20:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian (http://hinatmanga.h.i.pic.centerblog.net/c9kedmn4.jpg) established the visual comm within a matter of moments, and while she also appeared a few years older, she didn't seem to have changed much either since their time in high school. "Shelby!!!" She split into a wide smile, bringing her Gundam up to the red unit. "How have you been! I haven't heard from you in forever!" Funny how the rather serious matter at hand was pushed to the backburner once it became apparent that this was a reunion between high school friends. "Oh, we've got to catch up! I'll tell you everything I know about the DG thing while I'm there, too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:27:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda, who had by now gotten over the pain of being stabbed at the top of the chest, was now just watching silently as Shelby and Jillian talked, unable to comprehend how women could just change moods in an instant like that. "Yeah, I totally want to find out what you've been up to! Is your base close to here? Ours is pretty far. Or do you just want to head over to the city?" Shelby replied in a quick, excited voice, practically forgetting that she had just been shooting at her old friend a minute ago. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:30:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head. "Nah, my base is pretty far away from here too, but every Gundam fighter with a head of common sense knows to keep a change of clothes in their core lander, so I'll be just fine. Just lemme put away the Inferno and I'll meet you... um... contact! Right. Gotta find a way to reach you so that we can find a place to meet up or something."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:42:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course!" Shelby replied with a cheerful nod, giving her the code to her own mobile suit's private channel, which she could reach from longer distance than she could just an open communication. "We'll have to sort out this mess, too. I'm sure Kuroda wouldn't have engaged you if he hadn't been led to believe you were the bad guy, after all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:54:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled brightly, taking a few steps backwards. "Normally I'd have a slightly harder time believing you, but since it's coming from you, I'll take your word for it and meet you in town. See you in a little bit, Shelby!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 02:59:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yep! Stay out of trouble until then!" Shelby joked as she and Kuroda took off to organize their own things before the meet-up. Somehow, knowing it was Jillian piloting that red Gundam explained a lot, since the girl had been a hothead for as long as she had known her. She was just the type to take things into her own hands like that, and decide to fight things out instead of stopping and explain. It wasn't exactly her strongest point, but she had that kind of passion because she had a good heart, and Shelby knew it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 03:04:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Knowing that Shelby was a friend of Kuroda's was also a massive relief to the redhead. She knew that Shelby had a good heart as well, and she wouldn't do anything that would put her on the wrong side of whatever dispute was taking place. If he had earned the trust and respect of Shelby, then Jillian knew that Kuroda was good people. She ended up heading into town after taking about a half an hour to change and put away the Inferno Gundam, as she looked around for the spot that Shelby had specified for their meeting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 03:09:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time Jillian arrived at the specified spot, Shelby was already there, waving happily at her old friend and running in for a friendly hug. Kuroda would be waiting there as well; as much as he had begrudged Shelby about it, she insisted he came along for when Jillian started to explain things about Orran-Wing, even though that meant he would have to sit through a lot of catching up beforehand. "I still can't believe you made it all the way to the Gundam Fight! I never would have guessed you were that tough," the black girl exclaimed as she released the hug.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 03:12:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian returned the friendly hug, her attitude very bright and cheery as opposed to how she addressed Kuroda during their fight. "I know, I hit a pretty big stroke of luck though, and I've been under a specified training program for the last couple of years. What about you though? What are you doing on mars? Did I hear you say something earlier about being part of a PMC or something?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 03:17:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, formerly, anyway," Shelby explained as she stepped back, her excitement slowly settling into manageable levels. "I've told you all about Kuroda, right?" Of course she had. While he hadn't gone to school with the two of them, there was no doubt she told her closest high school friend about her best friend from childhood on. "Well, not long after we graduated, we started up a PMC, and I worked as our engineer. It's not in business anymore, but we still work with some of our pilots, and right now Neo New Zealand is having us represent them. That's nothing compared to getting the Neo America slot, though! You must be even tougher than you showed us."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 03:32:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian listened eagerly, glancing over at Kuroda every now and again whenever he was brought up. "That is kinda weird how I never had the chance to meet Kuroda, but yeah, I remember you talking about him a lot back when we were in mechanics class together..." She laughed, bringing back fond memories of the two of them working together on various project. Jillian might have been a gearhead that loved figuring out how things worked, but she was nowhere near as creative as Shelby when it came to engineering. When it came to Shelby's compliment about how Jillian landed the Neo America spot, she simply shifted her gaze away, a hint of embarrassment showing in her eyes at the praise. "Yeah... I had to fight pretty hard to prove my worth, but I made it in the end. I'm still getting kinda used to the Inferno though, so I didn't fight quite as well as I should be able to when it comes to the finals."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 03:53:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby nodded, briefly thinking back on all the fun they had had in that close together. Of course, their chatting with each other had always been a bit of a distraction when they were trying to build something complex, but their combined mechanical skills had always carried them through and made them the star pupils in that particular course. "Yeah, that Gundam of yours looks like a real beast, though. The Inferno, you said it's called? I'd love to get a look at it myself, but I'm sure your bosses wouldn't be happy having an opponent's engineer learning too much about it," she said with a chuckle, remembering just how that beam boomerang had failed to be shot down. It must have been some pretty good tech.<br><br>---<br><br>Upon arriving in the city, the short, silver-haired girl would find it was Savona, a medium-sized colony run by the Neo Italian government. Of course, a girl in her line of work would have to know that the Neo Italian government had been under the heel of the Chariot crime family for over a century now, so an Italian colony wasn't exactly the safest place to be. Even the law enforcement officers walking around seemed to be wary each time they had to walk by a dark alley or turn a corner, and with good reason. The whole town seemed to have a threatening silence about and the girl was easily recognized as someone who didn't belong. <br><br>She wouldn't walk for more than twenty minutes before a hand came down on her shoulder, two large men in dark suits and shirts standing behind her. "Miss McEllen?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 03:58:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed, nodding in agreement with Shelby's assessment of how her superiors would have reacted to Shelby learning about the Inferno's weapon armaments and technology. "No kidding. I'd rather not push my luck with those stiffs. I just do what they say and go home at the end of the day, simple as that." It didn't seem to bother her all that much, though now a different concern started to come to mind, and not the more serious one at hand concerning the corrupt corporation and the DG cells. "Anyway, you hungry? I say we look around for somewhere to get lunch or something."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:02:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The silver haired girl upon her arrival in the city of Savona as it were hopped off her motorcycle and converted it back into it's storage unit which happened to be a small suitcase type structure. A few steps and she found herself being greeted by Italian "suits". She paused as she heard her surname "Oh aye tha's who I am...now wot brings two o the suits out 'ere?" she asked lightly. Alicia McEllen was her name and Neo Ireland was her home. She found no great pleasure in the company in she was currently in but she had to put up with it since she was in their turf. She knew also that she'd have to play it cool since she really didn't want to get into any major scraps with the Chariot family or it's goons.<br><br>The Neo English politician after having given her orders for the simulation data to be made slowly made her way to her quarters in the base so that she could relax a little and think of how to help their currently wayward fighter. She knew that Cecilia wouldn't approve of anything underhanded so she had to think hard and carefully about what she was going to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:13:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby nodded, remembering she had abandoned her lunch to come make sure Kuroda was alright. She wouldn't begrudge him for it, though, since that was reason she had been reunited with a long-lost friend. "Sure! You're buying, though, since we have to help you out with your silly corporate problem," she teased, heading out with Kuroda following them.<br><br>---<br><br>"You should have known better than to come here. The Chariot family doesn't care much for 'visits' from our opposition," the second man said dully, his own hand coming up to grip Alicia's other shoulder, a lot more roughly than the first. It would be subtle, but if she paid attention and had good senses, she would hear both men as they withdrew pistols from inside their coats, probably silenced, and started to take aim.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:16:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah well twas jus bad luck on my par then tha I 'appened inta one o yer cities lads." she heard the soft sound of guns slipping out of their coats and smiled idly. "wot a shame ye won't be able ta 'it me wiv those there guns o yers" she quickly pushed up with her legs to give her abit of a jump so that she could kick both men in their knees. She knew that physically they would be able to prevent her from getting too high into the air and that is why she aimed at thier knees. She knew that if she were able to hurt them enough with the one blow they would let go of her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:28:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The jump was a bit of a surprise to both men, so both took the painful kicks to their knees and ended up releasing the Irish girl to clutch them in pain. While Alicia was now free to either attack again or run away (the latter being unlikely, considering her status), she would have to move quick, for as soon as they recovered, they would be aiming their guns again and even more eager to put a few bullets into her small body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:40:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia was quick to act her training kicking in now. She dropped a knife out of her sleeve and rushed in to slash the blade at the mens jugular veins in their necks. The strikes would be quick and precise. She hadn't wanted to kill them let alone even fight them. She knew she'd definitely be marked now so after slitting the throats of the two men if they werent quick to recover that is.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:45:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia was certainly faster than both men, as her blade slashed through both of their necks before either could fire their gun once, said guns now dropping to the sidewalk as they fell to their knees and clutched their necks. If kicking them hadn't drawn anyone else's attention, though, cutting their jugulars, sure did as four more and women in suits suddenly came out of a nearby doorway, yelling for her blood as they started firing already drawn silenced pistols at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:50:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well Now tha certainly isna good" the irish girl muttered to herself as she pulled the blade into her sleeve. She withdrew her weapon as she ran dashing in rapid zigzagging patterns to throw off their aim. However she still took a shot to the shoulder as she did so. "tsk...tha's gonna sting awhile" she remarked through gritted teeth. She wasn't going to stay anywhere near the gunman if she could help it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:57:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mafia men and woman continued to pursue Alicia with bloodlust in their voices for a while before a hand snatched out of a small alley and caught her by the sleeve, yanking her so fast as only caught a glimpse of green hair and a white suit before she was tossed behind the man who caught her. The mobsters tried to follow her around the corner and continue firing, but stopped dead when they saw Julian King standing in their way, his silver revolver pointed up at them from his waist and his lips flattened tight around his cigarette. "Head on home, boys. Get your friends patched up and tell them not to be so careless." Not needing him to reassert the command, the four attackers slowly backed off and went back the way they came, leaving their boss to handle the situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:00:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia felt herself being jerked into the alley she was rather surprised shed let this happen. Still this fellow with the green hair and white suit sending her pursuers packing definitely caught her interest. She studied him and contemplated his voice it didn't take her long at all to realize who it was. "Heh...so wot do i owe the honor o Mr. Julian King's protection?" She was still berating herself for allowing this situation to go so badly. Normally it wouldn't have been an issue but she supposed it was where she had actually let her guard down that such a thing had happened.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:05:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, quite a bit, Ms. Alicia McEllen," King replied with a chuckle as he turned to face her in the alley, sliding the revolver back in his coat now that he didn't need to intimidate the careless thugs. "Let's say not much goes on in the underground of world politics without the Chariot family knowing, and someone like you doesn't enter the Gundam Fight without me knowing. You're even more bloodthirsty than I heard, though, cutting down a couple of guys like that. I'm surprised you haven't assassinated any of your rivals yet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:10:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldna call a bit o self defense like tha blood thirsty Mr. King" Alicia shrugged as she slowly reached up to feel her shoulder where she'd taken the shot. "Besides without the order ta assassinate someone there isna reason ta do it" she had a rather cheery and amicable sort of tone as she spoke. Though this casual conversation held much more meaning than anyone on the outside of it would realize unless of course they were rather clever. "Still I didna know tha the Chariots 'ad an outsider so 'igh up in their chain o command"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:10:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded, her smile not waning a bit as she made her way towards a nearby diner that they had passed on the way here. "Oh yeah, speaking of that corporate problem... I guess you guys are about ready to get down to business, huh?" Her eyes got a bit more serious, now that the joy and excitement of having run into an old friend through such an unlikely manner had waned away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:21:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King smirked and shook his head, walking out into the open street where he would start walking down the sidewalk with the younger girl. "Oh, I'm not so much in the chain of command as I am a 'guest of honor.' I do things for them, they do things for me, but they don't <em>have</em> to follow my orders, and I don't have to follow theirs. You'd be surprised how often I don't. Or maybe you wouldn't," he mused, sounding as if he knew the girl rather well even though this was the very first time they had met. Maybe it was just how members of the underworld acted. "So they haven't given you any specific targets yet, huh? I guess the primary one would be Yun Saici, but I doubt even you could kill that old champ."<br><br>---<br><br>"If you are. I believe you, but now I'm mainly just curious how you came by that kind of information," Shelby questioned as they started making their way toward the diner, Kuroda remaining silent and letting her handle the interactions with her old buddy for the time being. Shelby was right; if what Jillian said was true, then the question was not whether anything should be done, but how exactly they had to go about stopping it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:28:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian reserved a seat and sighed softly, plopping down and making sure that both people were there for when she started to elaborate on where she had come across the information.&nbsp; "Well, it all started when I was passing through a rather small colony town, and I heard reports about people volunteering for some kind of medical experiment, top secret stuff. Apparently, they all came back feeling right as rain, better then ever before in their lives for a few weeks, before they suddenly grew deathly ill and were hospitalized. So, naturally I was rather curious, and after pulling a bit of rank on some of the hospital people, saying it was important Gundam fight business, I was able to get my hands on the medical records. Everybody from those experiments had signs of DG cells in their veins."<br><br>She took a breath at this point, before she kept going.<br>"I guess since the Devil Gundam itself was whacked, it's cells are more toxic then anything else. Otherwise they'd have just become mindless pawns of the Devil Gundam. Anyway, one thing led to another, and I came across a few records of purchase pointing towards Orrin-Wing buying a piece of the Devil Gundam slated for destruction. The strange thing is that the person that they're buying it from is just referred to by a series of numbers... If you want copies of the files, I have them in my lander."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 05:34:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Guest o honor eh? not exactly fallowin eachothers orders? well tha's certainly one way o doin thins I s'pose" she walked alongside king without any particular worry of being betrayed at the moment. She also had her senses focused so she could tell what was going on around her she wouldn't be foolish enough to drop her guard again. "Still yer right even wiv all my trainin killin Saici is more than likely outta my league. though I bet I can still do a number on 'im even iffen he don' die."<br><br>She was curious what the deal with king was so she would allow him to walk and speak with her however she had already decided that she would take her leave as quickly as possible should something change and he become hostile. She didn't want to kill him yet oh more than certainly not after all he was an opponent in the GUNDAM fight and she didn't have orders to dispose of those outside of matches yet. Though she doubted her superiors would care if she did begin eliminating opponents outside of matches.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 17:47:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda and Shelby both listened intently as Jillian went through her path of discovery of what Orrin-Wing was up to, her evidence rather hard to refute. No doubt Orrin-Wing would keep trying to exploit the uninformed volunteers until they managed to perfect their process of healing through derelict DG cells unless someone managed to stop them, but depending on how big this project was, they would need to do something big to take it down. "Sure, we can take a look at them later," Kuroda replied in regard to Jillian's files before leaning forward. "So we know what they're up to, and, somehow, you're able to follow their shipments. Do you know where they're being shipped from and to? If we can take down their facilities, we might be able to stop them dead in their tracks."<br><br>---<br><br>"That all depends on if you get into the temple in the first place, and then get past his bodyguards," King remarked, knowing that trying to get into the Shaolin Temple by force was practically suicide. Just about any one of those martial artists would be Gundam Fight Finals material, although it was rare that anyone outside the Saici family took part. "If they were going to send you after anyone know, I imagine it would be the new Mars Fighter. It's been a while since Ireland's won a Fight; they can't be too happy that they're admitting in new territories, especially when it used to be their land."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 01:46:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head gently. "Unfortunately, I was only able to get my hands on a little bit of the shipment information, I'm sure that this is a much bigger operation then something that just one Gundam fighter can handle on her own, but I don't know where to start searching for more information on where the shipments are coming from, and where a majority of them are going...." She paused for a moment before nodding at Kuroda's input in agreement though. "But yeah, if we are able to find and destroy their facilities, the whole thing comes toppling down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 05:37:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think the best thing we can hope to do is track their next shipment and see if it ends up at their main research facility," Kuroda suggested, seeming to already be planning their next moves out in his head. "I have a pilot who specializes in this sort of thing. If he could follow the trucks from a distance, or even sneak on-board one of them, I'm sure he could find out where we need to go. I'm a little worried about what Orrin-Wing might do if they know it was us who attacked their facilities, but I guess if they had to go out and hire me to fight you off, they can't be too well-armed themselves, right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 05:45:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia looked at king as he spoke of Saici's guards nodding in agreement with every word he stated. "tha would be a rather suicidal mission tha even I wouldna take on"&nbsp; she had no interest in dying not yet anyway. However as the conversation turned towards the the martian pilot and the Irish attempts to avoid admitting new territories. "Fah I don' give a damn 'bout all tha. IF they order me ta chase 'er down an assassinate 'er I guess i'll 'ave no choice but ta go 'bout it....though summit tells me the Chariot's 'ave their noses buried in this situation"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 06:06:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You think so, huh?" King responded curiously, opting not to offer any insight on the situation. The Irish girl had probably heard about the fight in the streets yesterday with the Martian Fighter involved, but that didn't mean he had to admit he or the Chariots were involved. Maybe she had already guessed that, though, or maybe she already knew. "I think I'd play it careful if I were you, though. You may be a skilled assassin, but Gundam Fighters are on a different level than what you're used to. They'll probably be expecting someone like you to come along sooner or later."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 06:13:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"ah well ye see tha's the beauty of it all tis because they expect an assassin tha makes GUNDAM fighters so much fun ta deal wiv...tis a challenge." she noted this with amusement in her voice. She was well aware he knew more than he was letting on but she saw no reason to egg it on because his mannerisms were enough to give her the information she needed. "But then again not all GUNDAM fighters are tha paranoid either"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 06:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian would nod softly in agreement with that. "It makes sense, or they just didn't want to show their true hand this early. I mean, it would be pretty easy for them to hide the full extent of their sources if the first thing they did is throw some money at an outsider to try and take care of it... Besides, I guess questions would start arising about why a chain of hospitals would need their own private military force." She shrugged softly. "I dunno..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 15:53:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you're looking for a challenge, you must as well just face them head-on in a fair battle instead of just knifing them in the back. Although I hear you may not have had all that much trouble knifing Gundam Fight candidates in the back before," King remarked, their walking slowly starting to move them toward the edge of town. Either King wasn't paying attention to where they were walking, he wanted her out of the city, or he wanted somewhere open to fight. "If you were to pick one Fighter you think it would be worth assassinating, and possible to, who would it be?"<br><br>---<br><br>"That's true..." Kuroda agreed, still hoping his initial impression was right and Orrin-Wing wouldn't have a whole army to throw at them once he turned against them. If he had been able to find out Kuroda had become a Gundam Fighter and tracked him down, odds were Argo already knew that they weren't exactly enemies with Jillian anymore. "I guess we'll just have to find out when the time comes. I think we can handle whatever they're capable of throwing at us, and you said you weren't going to stop fighting, right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 17:49:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian looked almost offended for a moment before she shook her head and spoke in a serious voice. "Are you kidding? Of course I'm not going to stop fighting, this campaign is more important then a few petty preliminary scrimmages before the finals. It could affect the lives of every single person on mars, maybe even earth too." Jillian was relieved that Kuroda seemed so confident though, and with the group that he seemed to have at his disposal, she realized that there actually was a pretty good chance of them being able to overcome whatever Orrin-wing had up their sleeve.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 21:01:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda and Shelby both smiled at Jillian's commitment and enthusiasm. "Good. Every single saber or rifle on hand helps," Kuroda said with a nod, before Shelby spoke up once again to offer her opinion on the planning. "I think we need to focus more on where the DG cells are being shipped from over where they're being shipped to. If we destroy their research facility, they can just build another one, but if we destroy their entire stockpile of cells, they'll have no choice but to stop research for a long time. They we can focus on finding their seller so they don't buy more in the future."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 05:10:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rose one of her fingers in a natural reflex to try and argue with her, however, she simply lowered her head and nodded. "That actually makes a lot of sense, but we should still try to find the research centers anyway, to make sure that any samples they already have on hand are destroyed. Getting rid of the stockpile itself will only really do so much if they already have plenty of examples on hand, you know?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 05:12:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128879.msg6153936#msg6153936">Quote from: SargentToughie on 18-04-2012, 04:16:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia would pause at the praise, blinking a few times in surprise that her opponent was actually helping her back up to her feet. With a small smile, she accepted the hand and uneasily stood. "Aah.. Thank you. I know I'm not particularly talented, but I tried my hardest." That was the truth, Cecilia actually put more into that battle then she even thought she had. Maybe there really was a chance for her to get the hang of this whole 'gundam fight' thing after all. "Really, I appreciate the compliments, and I appreciate you being so patient with me through the fight."<br><br>She sighed gently, knowing full well that Audra could have ended the battle almost from the word 'go' were the brunette to decide to go all out on Legacy.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Come on, don't be so modest," Audra said, tapping the Legacy lightly on the shoulder. "Say, why don't we head into town and get some food? I always get hungry after a fight." The Neo-France engineering core would arrive on the scene with a transporter with half a dozen escort cars by the end of the canyon Audra had entered from. The transporter would have a car that had also been a gift from her father to get around on Mars. If Cecilia was interested in an after-party, Audra would tell her to meet her up on top of the canyon in twenty minutes so they could take her car into town. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 05:23:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby nodded gently, not so quick to try to argue with the other girl as she may have been in their competitive high school years. "True. There's only so much they can do with a limited number of samples, but then again, we don't want them replicating more, either. We'd better wipe out everything." Once the black girl had said her part, Kuroda jumped in. "That puts us up to four pilots. You don't know anyone else who would be willing to help, do you? I want to be prepared for whatever Orrin-Wing can throw at us. They were willing to throw a lot of money at me to stop just you, and I imagine they can afford a lot more."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 05:28:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh? Lunch again?" Come to think of it, Cecilia actually was rather hungry after their match, she had also been unable to eat much of anything this morning and the night before out of the anxiety of actually being required to fight against a real opponent. With a gentle smile, she'd nod and begin the process of putting the Legacy away, before she took her own lander to meet up at the canyon that Audra had specified for their arrangement. When she arrived, she paused, feeling quite a bit more at ease and comfortable around her former opponent again, moreso then she had when she first found out about the whole "Neo France" thing. "So... do you have a place in mind? Or are we just going to drive around until we see something promising?"<br><br>.........................................................<br><br>Jillian nodded. "We should also keep an eye out to see if we can't find any more evidence, one tracking record and receipt isn't going to be enough to accuse them of anything solid. Getting the public aware of what they're doing would be a bigger step towards our stopping them then anything else I can think of." She smiled brightly and looked over at Shelby. Back in school she had been rather notorious for rallying the students for some kind of forceful change in school policy when it looked like they were trying to shaft the students in some way.<br><br>She won, several times over.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 05:40:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Cecilia was in her car, black sports car that looked like it was capable of a large kick, Audra drove off toward the city. "I tend to wing most things," she said with a chuckle. "Yeah, was just thinking of stopping by whatever looks good...and would likely have some open seats right away. But hey, who knows, if we go to a crowded place we might meet another pilot willing to share their table." She flashed the blond a a grin before promptly punching the accelerator down the road. <br><br>"So was that your first real match, Cecilia?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 05:46:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby smiled brightly as the memories came back to her as well, the good old days where the brands of drinks in the vending machines could be considered something worth rallying and fighting for, as there was nothing more serious to be concerned with. Of course, whenever Jillian decided something needed to change, Shelby was always right there alongside her, helping gather people and fight for whatever petty grievance was on the agenda that week. "We should probably leave that to you. People would be more likely to listen to what Neo America has to say, and besides, you're the most charismatic," Shelby replied, both making fun of her and complimenting her at once.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 06:11:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cecilia would glance away gently, blushing a tiny bit at Audra's little joke about how the two had met yesterday. "Um... sounds good..." With that she would sit in silence for a few seconds, that was, until Audra asked her about what her first real match was like. "It was kinda... well... Scary, exciting, maybe even a little bit fun too, at a few parts." She nodded, a little more sure of herself as she continued. "though that last bit could have just been because you were trying to help me instead of push me down." She glanced over out of the corner of her eye. "Uh, and I appreciate that, by the way."<br><br>..............................................<br><br>Jillian chuckled softly and nodded, taking both Shelby's tease and her compliment at face value. "I always was the leader back in the day..." Already she could start to feel herself drift back to more fond and lighthearted memories, though her current situation hardly allowed for such nostalgia. Well, it wasn't like she could help it, having been reunited with her best friend from a few years back. "Anyway, I can understand why Kuroda would come to mars, being the Gundam fighter, and I can understand you coming with him as a technician, but what about these other people you keep mentioning? You said something about 'four mobile suits' when there are only three that I know of right now." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 12:47:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was Kuroda's turn to answer this question. "Besides me, you, and Shelby, we have one of best pilots with us from back when Glasson Logistics was still with his. His name is Declan Lee, former Neo Ireland Gundam Fighter. Not the most imposing man to look at, but he's tougher than me, and a hell of a sniper." He paused as someone else suddenly sprang to his mind. "Oh yeah, and we have a new girl with us, too. I'm not sure she'd want to help us out with this, though. She kind of wanted a ride to Mars to accomplish a different goal, and I don't know if she'd be interested in delaying it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 07:03:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia pondered this for a moment "heh well obviously the first choice ta assassinate if possible would be Yun Saici but given tha wouldna be possible then I would 'ave ta say the pilots o Neo France an Neo England would be the mos practical choices ta make" She then nodded as if agreeing with herself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 07:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded lightly, humming to herself as she thought about that. "So ideally we have 5.. Though I still kinda wonder why you brought a whole personal army to mars, I guess you have your reasons. Anyway, we'll see if we can't round up a few more allies before things start getting out of hand, which I imagine they will pretty soon. Can you think of any other Gundam fighters who would be willing to help us out?" She leaned back in her chair, sighing lightly. "If not, we're gonna be touring Mars anyway, so we'll just ask around as we go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 07:14:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Reasonable choices, I think, but boring ones. A girl your age should be able to think outside the box more," King answered back, though his knowledge of those two Fighters did tell him that France had a pilot to look out for, and England a mobile suit. Of course, one without the other could only put up so much of a threat. Then again, maybe Alicia didn't have quite the unlimited access to information on the Gundam Fighters like he did, though he was sure she had a fair bit. "Then again, maybe it's not even the Gundam Fighters you'll have to look out for in the end. There may be some unofficial fighting going on this year, from what I've heard."<br><br>---<br><br>Kuroda just shook his head at that, completely lacking any knowledge of who would be willing to help and who would be too caught up in the Fight. "You're the first opponent I've had the chance to talk to for any longer than a few seconds, honestly. I haven't encountered any since we came down on the planet, and on the space station, I just saw the Neo French, Neo English, and Neo Korean girls for a few seconds. Nothing to really go off of. How about you? Can you think of anyone?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 09:10:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia chuckled idly "I picked Neo England out o a case o unfinished business an France poses an interestin threat" then after a moments thought she added "Besides this unofficial fighting ye mentioned sounds like a lot o fun if not a bit more challengin than one may expect"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 16:26:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				King chuckled a bit himself, the two of them getting close to the edge of town now. "You'll probably end up getting involved eventually, whether you like it or not, so at least you'll be able to enjoy it. It might be a bit dangerous, though. Some of these people are like you, they'll kill you without stopping to worry about it for a second, and they won't often bother with a fair fight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 03:37:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head. "Nope, You're actually the first fighter I've actually run into, and we didn't even have an official fight. Still, the Gundam fight thing is only a day old and this mess isn't just going to go away overnight, I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to meet up with potential allies before everything starts to go downhill... Or at least I hope so, I really really hope so."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 05:25:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, you're saying we don't have to go and blow something up the very second we leave this restaurant," Kuroda joked, hoping that didn't mean Orrin-Wing wouldn't have time to preempt them. "So what do you suggest we do from here? Track down more people willing to help, or try to figure out where this stuff is going to and from first? We won't get very without a target, even if we have two dozen Gundams at our backs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 07:28:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia laughed at King's words "heh yer warnin is greatly appreciated mr. King though I'm not sure why yer botherin ta concern o'er me life wiv word like tha" she noticed that they happened to be near the edge of town at this point. "O' course i'm not quite worried about dyin affer all ever livin thin dies sooner or later aye?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 22:33:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No point dying sooner if you can die later, though. As far as I'm concerned, I have too much to get done still to go and die just yet," the Neo Australian responded, reaching the perimeter of the town wall. "I'm sure even you would rather die later over sooner. Now, a think a Gundam Fight should adequately prove that if you want to keep it that way, you'll decide not to fight against us when the time comes. How does one sound to you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 05:47:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rolled her eyes softly. "Hardy har. How about we just keep our eyes out for potential allies while mostly just focusing on finding out where their bases and facilities are located. There's nothing saying that we can't do both at the same time, right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 06:10:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded slowly. "Sounds fair to me. Like you said, we're not going to beat this overnight, and probably not without a few more allies." With that said, he wasn't sure what else there was to say on the subject, with their alliance made and their plans for the future made out. Of course, he had already promised another, less impassioned woman that he would help her with her own enemies, enemies that had been his as well for a while now... "It's going to be tough, though. Not only do we have the Gundam Fight to handle, but my crew is already on another mission, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 06:36:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian simply nodded and went to pick up a menu, since their conversation was over she figured that the best thing to do at this point would be to satisfy her empty stomach with some of that fantastic smelling food that the servers had been carrying past their table a few times during the conversation. "Hmm... Yeah, that's another thing that I was kinda curious about. What exactly is it that you guys are using as a 'mission' down here other then just fighting in the Gundam fight?" Mars certainly did seem to be quite the hot spot for drama, she realized.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 18:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's probably better for all of us if I don't tell you that, honestly," Kuroda responded awkwardly, earning a bit of a glare from Shelby, though she understood his reasoning. She wanted to tell her old friend everything, but the Arbiters were more dangerous than Orrin-Wing and she didn't want to see Jill get caught up in something that would be so dangerous. Looking apologetically at Jill, she hoped the other girl would understand. When the waitress came, both she and Kuroda ordered a burger and fries.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 20:06:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian would simply give the two of them a concerned look before she nodded. "Sure thing. Whatever this secret dangerous mission of yours is, just make sure that you take care of yourselves." She laughed lightly before ordering some chicken strips and fries for her lunch. At that point she put down her menu and sighed lightly, leaning back in her chair. "Well... Anything else you'd like to talk about? It's probably going to be a while before they come with our lunches."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 21:02:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby shrugged, trying to think of something to talk about now that all the business chatter was done with. "Well, I was wondering, what made you decide to try to join the Gundam Fight? I don't remember you ever suggesting the idea back in school." She remembered when Jill was probably even more of a tomboy than she was now, the redhead was involved with all sorts of boxing and mixed martial arts leagues, but she hadn't dreamed she would take her fighting hobby this far. Then again, she probably hadn't anticipated Shelby going this far with her engineering, either.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 21:19:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian sat back up her her chair when Shelby asked her what made her take an interest in the Gundam Fight. "I guess it was just sorta appealing to me. I mean, you know how much of a fan I am of getting rough, so I figured that doing something like the Gundam Fight would be right up my alley. Sure, I didn't make it the first time I tried out, which was actually right after graduation, but I apparently had enough promise that they wanted to keep me around and put me in this specialized training program for a few years while we waited for the next cycle. Plus, I figured that... you know... If I became a Gundam Fighter, maybe I could change a few things for the better here or there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-05-2012, 04:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby nodded through Jillian's story, appreciating her purpose, though clearly feeling a little guilty if the look on her face was still familiar to Jill. "Listen, uh...I'm sorry I let us fall out of contact like that. Once the PMC got up and running, I guess I just had too much on my plate to keep track of a lot of people, even you. Plus, we were traveling all over the place and I got a bit distracted from everything I had back at home. I hope you're not too sore with me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 20:06:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled lightly and shook her head, clearly not that upset with Shelby over the two of them falling out those years ago. "Oh don't worry about it, it wasn't like I had all the free time in the world to just sit back and think about all my old friends that I haven't had a chance to talk to in years." Her smile became more genuine before she continued. "I'm glad we were able to meet back up though, even under such strange circumstances. It's great to know that I've got a friend, a real friend, on this planet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 03:09:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia chuckled "Oh aye I'd rather die later than sooner but tha don' mean tha dyin would be too surprisin ta me" she had no real qualms with death but never the less there was the human instinct to survive. "alrigh a good ol gundam battle should settle me mind 'ere an now no?" she stepped back and called out her Enforcer. <br><br>Once inside the massive gundam she was changed into the light purple skintight mobile trace suit. She was incredibly well endowed for someone of her height and physical frame yet the large chest still fit her rather naturally. "well then les 'ave us a fun ol fight aye?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 03:46:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby smiled in return, appreciating the sentiment even though she had brought two real friends to the planet with her. That didn't make her appreciate having a third any less, though. "Come on, don't act like it wasn't a big deal that I stopped writing. I like to think we were good enough friends that we shouldn't have lost contact so easily, even if we had a lot going on. I'm sure we've made a lot of new friends in the mean time, but that's no excuse, either." She paused at that point, as if she wanted to bring up a certain curiosity, but dropped it. She knew if the question was turned back on her, she would have to bring up some difficult memories. "But I guess there's no sense feeling guilty now that we've met up again, huh? I just don't want it to happen again."<br><br>---<br><br>King smirked in amusement and jumped up into his own Gundam as it appeared behind him, a tall, medium-build suit painted orange and tan, topped with what looked like some slightly blocky, metal equivalent of an akubra on its head. The handle for a blade was hooked onto its waist alongside the frame of a beam boomerang, a large sniper rifle held on its back. The Australian Fighter's white suit was replaced by a matching white mobile trace suit, though he still seemed to be mostly business as he communicated with Alicia.<br><br>"Sounds like a plan," he said, then glancing to the right as the screen in his Gundam informed him of something. "Then again, maybe you'd prefer an opponent closer to your own style, striking from the shadows when you least expect it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 05:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled lightly, seemingly quite happy with Shelby's own answer to what she just said earlier. "Well, I was kinda curious about where your&nbsp; messages went. I just figured that you hit a busy streak and couldn't find time to BS with a friend you hadn't seen in a few years, and that you'd eventually send a message... Then life happened and I just kinda moved on. Like you said, no point in feeling guilty about it now, but like you, I have absolutely no intentions of letting contact break again." Jillian paused, realizing that she had pretty much echoed what Shelby had said. Fortunately, the arrival of their food provided an adequate distraction from that as the plates were set down before the group. "Ooh, finally." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 05:52:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby and Kuroda were also pleased when their burgers and fries arrived, the latter especially since his role in the conversation had diminished to pretty much nothing and he felt awkward just sitting there. As they both dug in, the black girl decided to talk about something else, since they had both agreed they would have to remain in contact from this point on, come Hell or high water. "So, what was that training program like? Did they send you to some special military boot camp or something? I know you were a tough girl, but I don't remember you ever using swords or rifles back in school, so you must have been trained a lot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 05:55:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded lightly, focusing on her meal for a little while before she actually lifted her gaze to talk to Shelby about what her training was like. "Apparently they figured out really early that trying to get me to conform to authority is a pointless decision. It was actually pretty low stress, they just had me do a lot of weapon training so that I could bust in heads easier when I came to mars." She shrugged. "They went out of their way to make the program more specialized towards my tastes, so I figured the least I could do was play along and show them similar courtesy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 06:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby had the time to put away quite a few bites of her burger while Jillian spoke, though once she had a chance to reply, she couldn't help but chuckle and smile. "Even at this age, you have to be a handful to everyone, huh?" she joked, taking a few bites of a fry. "I think just plain old brawling would have been good a few rotations back, when martial arts was the big thing, but I guess with Mr. Thousand-Fanged Dragon up at the top, everyone wants to be armed to the teeth now. After how many matches he won four years ago by disarming the opponent and using their weapon against them, you'd think they'd want to tone it down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 06:36:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded lightly in agreement. "I know! And there's been a huge explosion in the world of ranged combat, which almost didn't exist back in the old days. I mean, there are entire Gundams out there right now who's entire strategy focuses on them staying the hell away from their opponent." She shrugged. "Taking on Yun Saici head to head is basically asking for a loss, so I guess I can understand why they would want to mix it up and attack him where he's weakest though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 07:12:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby chuckled and shook her head, taking a couple more bites out of her burger before responding. "Yeah, I noticed that, too. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea for us to give Kuroda a highly melee-focused Gundam, huh?" She giggled a bit, Kuroda rolling his eyes and speaking up for the first time in a while. "Saici's 'Thousand Fangs' just overcomplicate his style. While he tries to be fancy, all it takes is one well-placed lance strike to take him down, with enough force behind it. Anyway, I doubt the man's ever had to really fight for his life, so I might know true combat better than he does."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 08:50:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian couldn't help but smile, absolutely eating up Kuroda's statement about how the fight was going to happen. "I doubt it's that simple. You don't win the Gundam Fight as many times as he has without two things. A) some extremely hardcore training behind you, I wouldn't be surprised if they actually DID force him to fight for his life at some point growing up... And B) Some kind of fall back lpan. If all it took was one powerful strike to put down Yun, somebody would have pulled a Domon Kasshu by now and blasted him with some kind of overpowered signature move."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 16:44:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shrugged, seeming amused enough to not even be taking his own line of thought very seriously. "It worked for Kasshu, didn't it? Maybe someone just has to develop a technique strong enough to take Saici down. I haven't seen anyone try anything as powerful as the Sekiha Tenkyoken on him." Clearly, he knew an actual fight against the Champion wouldn't be that easy, but it didn't hurt to think about. "How about you, then? If you get far enough to face Saici yourself, what do you plan to do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 19:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian's gaze shifted down when she was asked about what she would do if she ever got far enough to face down Saici herself. "Uh.... Truth be told I haven't even thought that far ahead. I've been more focused on blasting DG cells and keeping my superiors happy. I suppose I would just try to keep my distance and blast him with my rifle." Of course, Jillian actually knew a little bit more then she was letting on, but she couldn't exactly tell anybody about the Inferno Gundam's ace in the hole that was specifically installed for giving the Gundam an unexpected burst of power, intended for use only on the reigning champion himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 22:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unaware of any secret special abilities the Inferno may have been packing that he hadn't seen in their previous fight, Kuroda shook his head and chuckled. "You talk about me oversimplifying my tactics. A guy like Saici is probably prepared for any weapon or strategy. I'm just hoping I can get strong enough to face him without having to resort to any complicated strategy. I know it's probably impossible for me to have as much skill as the guy, but he's getting up there in age, so I might have a shot if I improve my strength."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 00:39:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded in agreement of that suggestion, since she actually thought along similar lines herself. "Yeah, if his reflexes don't start to fail him during this Gundam fight, I'd be willing to bet anything that he'll be on his way down the cliff by the next one at the absolute latest." At least, Jillian certainly hoped that was the case, she didn't want to have to fight against a beast like Yun Saici when he was at the peak of his strength, even with her hidden system she didn't think she'd really stand much of a chance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 05:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Definitely. I wouldn't be surprised if he planned to retire after this Fight, to be honest, though I guess older men have fought in them." Having little else to say on the matter, Kuroda went back to his meal and finished it, Shelby having already done so while the other two had been talking about their plans for taking on Saici, should either of them get that far. Kuroda secretly wished Saici wasn't so damn unapproachable; if he had had the moral values of his grandfather, he would probably agree to help them against the Arbiters, and he wasn't so sure Abram could stand up to a master like that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 20:46:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian found herself falling silent as well, humming softly under her breath as she finished up her lunch and pushed her empty plate towards the center of the table. "Well anyway, I suppose I should be getting back to base, Inferno took a couple of hits during the fight, so I figure I should get it patched up before I get into another scrap."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 16:14:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby nodded, the two of them standing up as she picked up the bill without giving Jill a chance to. "Alright. We should probably be heading back, too, to fill our allies in on the situation and make sure we have our plans set. We'll be in touch, alright?" The girl smiled, leaning over the table to give her friend a parting hug.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 01:32:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded, only raising one finger in opposition before Shelby managed to beat her to the check. Jillian decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth though, the last thing she needed was to spend the next ten minutes arguing with Shelby over who was going to pay. "Sure, sounds fantastic." She returned the hug before pulling back a little. "Here, lemme give you my personal number so that you don't have to go through the Neo America channels."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 20:54:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shelby nodded once more, taking down Jill's personal number once she gave it to her. "Got it. Hopefully I won't wake you up, though. I don't know which time zone your base is in." With a small chuckle, she then gave Jill her own personal number, as well as Kuroda's so they could stay in contact about the Orrin-Wing situation. "Oh, and keep an eye out if you see an Irish guy or a really serious girl with blue hair. They're the other members of our team."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 06:24:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded, backtracking a few steps before she turned and started to walk away. "Consider it done... See you two later then." With that, Jillian walked away from the diner, heading back out to take care of her own affairs now that her encounter with Kuroda and Shelby had passed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 15:21:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Equally done with their business in this particular town, Kuroda and Shelby returned to their transport and then to their mechs, deciding to head back to base right now to fill the rest of the team in on the situation. There was always the possibility that the Arbiters were somehow involved in getting the DG cells to Orrin-Wing, so it was worth looking into even though they would still have bigger fish to fry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 02:29:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Back at the headquarters, they would find Isabel, done with her day of scouting and searching around for traces of the arbiters. As she watched her employer pass by, she opened an eye and glanced over at him. "did you find anything about the arbiters today?" her voice was neutral, masking what could either turn out to be anticipation of failure or urgency.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 05:23:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Shelby simply went on to head back to her engineering workshop, Kuroda stopped and shook his head, giving the answer she probably expected. "Not really, no. Did find something else, though: the Martian hospital conglomerate, Orrin-Wing, has been experimenting on the locals with DG cells. It may even be that the Arbiters sold them the cells in the first place, but there's no telling that until we take care of the situation."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 05:38:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"..." Isabel simply nodded, pulling herself softly against the wall before she glanced over at Kuroda, a hint of curiosity in her eye as she spoke again. "DG cells?" She was actually rather intrigued by that, though the look in her eye only showed a mild, passing curiosity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 06:20:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded, leaning on his shoulder against the wall as well while he spoke to the girl. It probably had nothing to do with her main goal of hunting the Arbiters, but he figured as long as she was an unofficial part of their team, she deserved to be filled in. "It looks like they're testing the regenerative properties of the cells on human tissue, but it only works for a little while before some catastrophic side effects. It's definitely not something they should be using on living people."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 07:42:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh... interesting." Isabel kept quiet after that, her eyes drifting away as she contemplated such an unusual and rather serious development. She highly doubted that the arbiters had anything to do with transportation of the DG cells, however, that wasn't entirely a bad thing for her... "I thought that all of the DG cells were exterminated almost a century ago..." The idea that some of those cells could still be turning up even today was a rather haunting prospect, she realized. She didn't really show her concern though, her eyes just as indifferent as ever.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 16:24:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Most people thought that, but I guess some people couldn't stand the idea of completely throwing away such a huge technological breakthrough, even if it came at a cost. Or maybe some people just couldn't stand the idea of of not making a ton of money off of it, I'm not really sure." Kuroda glanced at her as he spoke, wondering what was going through her mind. As indifferent as she acted, he knew she wouldn't be here trying to fight the Arbiters if she didn't care what happened to people. "You don't have to concern yourself with this if you don't want to, though. I know you're here for the Arbiters, not for some other company we found some bad things about."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 20:36:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[quote author=Revenent link=topic=128879.msg6250288#msg6250288 date=1336527995<br><br>King smirked in amusement and jumped up into his own Gundam as it appeared behind him, a tall, medium-build suit painted orange and tan, topped with what looked like some slightly blocky, metal equivalent of an akubra on its head. The handle for a blade was hooked onto its waist alongside the frame of a beam boomerang, a large sniper rifle held on its back. The Australian Fighter's white suit was replaced by a matching white mobile trace suit, though he still seemed to be mostly business as he communicated with Alicia.<br><br>"Sounds like a plan," he said, then glancing to the right as the screen in his Gundam informed him of something. "Then again, maybe you'd prefer an opponent closer to your own style, striking from the shadows when you least expect it?"<br>[/quote]<br><br><br>Alicia noticed the Austrailian man turn his head and turned her own in turn sensing something that had apparently appeared nearby "hmm...well tha's quite an interestin turn o events no?" She was now taking a guarded stance that would allow her to move if she was attacked either by king OR this new figure. was staring quietly and intently in the directio of the interloper in this&nbsp; match. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 02:15:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel seemed to think about this topic for a little while, judging from the silence that she maintained, before she lifted her gaze back up to look at Kuroda before she gave him a small nod. "okay then." That wasn't very reassuring considering the way that Kuroda had phrased his last statement, however, she still had her own thoughts on the matter that she had to deal with before she was willing to stick her nose into something like this. Kuroda would likely never guess it from looking at her, but the unknown actually kinda scared Isabel, she liked having a realistic grasp on every situation she put herself in, she liked being in control.<br><br>Unknown variables like DG cells frightened her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 06:02:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King didn't make any immediate move to attack Alicia, at least not until she made her choice on who her opponent would be. The "interloper" in question would come in behind her with just enough noise to let the Irish girl be aware of their presence, though maybe that was an intentional courtesy. As opposed to the usual bright colors, their Gundam was pitch black, and was surrounded by a thin cape of some material that must have been strong enough to stay together in a battle. Once Alicia saw her, a woman (http://media.otakuzone.com/store/user/194606/T1305156929966f880c409c3009189e5a3d3d99ef78b1.jpg) in a black trace suit made a connection with her, speaking in a Romanian accent. "I hope this is a friendly visit..."<br><br>---<br><br>While it didn't exactly say what she thought about the situation or even whether or not she was going to get involved, but Kuroda knew better than to try to get anything more out of Isabel. "In the meantime, just be on the lookout. If Orrin-Wing knows we're onto them and going to get in their way, they may send people after our team, which would include you as far as they're concerned."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 09:26:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia chuckled at the new woman's entrance "Neo-Romanian eh? well aye tis nothin more than a friendly scuffle really...jus a bit o sport as we say back 'ome. I don' mean anythin by it really" of course the naming of a country was based solely on the accent she wasn't sure if this woman was truly their gundam fighter or not but she seemed to be on king's side of things. She knew that if she were to introduce her intentions as a threat this woman would surely become a fierce opponent.To make matters worse King would also attack. In hand to hand combat with humans alicia wouldn't be too worried but in the case of a three way gundam match in this case she was sure she'd be outmatched. With this in mind the Irish girl was trying to be friendly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 15:59:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded, crossing her arms gently as she continued to think over this rather interesting development. Of course, there were still a couple of ways that she could use this to her advantage, she just had to be careful how she went about it. "Thank you, I'll be careful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 17:26:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For the moment, it looked like neither was planning on double-teaming Alicia, though that was probably just because they couldn't find a reason rather than out of a sense of honor. "I'm not much of one for sport, honestly. I'll stay back and let you go about it," the Neo Romanian said as her Gundam lifted up into the air as if on wings, gliding away and settling down a fair distance away.<br><br>---<br><br>Kuroda nodded, figuring if she had any other thoughts or concerns about the situation, she would bring it up to him. Well, probably not, but he might at least be able to tell and bring it up to her himself. "Well, then, how about you? Any luck finding information on the Arbiters today, or are we still running blind?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 19:06:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel shook her head gently, sighing under her breath as he took his turn to ask about the Arbiters. "No, and that means that they're still laying low here. Once they decide to start taking action, they won't be hard to find." Of course, Kuroda likely knew that much already, judging from his past encounters with the pirate gang.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 07:38:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded, pushing up from the wall as he took a couple steps off to the side in thought. "I guess you're right, but I don't really want to give them the chance to cause any harm if we can avoid it. But at the same time, I don't want to pursue them too hard and let them know we're here, assuming they haven't already found out." This was the first time Kuroda and his team had known about an upcoming Arbiter attack before it happened, so it was a bit of new territory for him in finding out if it was even possible to lay an ambush for Abram Keller. Or at least avoid stepping into one of his own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 01:49:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded and began to walk away, seeing that as a sign that their conversation was starting to drift towards it's conclusion before an idea suddenly hatched in her head. "That sounds about right..." She stopped, and debated rather or not she wanted to tell Kuroda about it for a few seconds. While it was true that he wanted to pursue the arbiters, would he appreciate being used as bait? No... Kuroda was a soldier, Isabel had marked that much about him from the moment the two met. If he didn't agree with this plan, then she was wrong to put her faith in him to help her hunt down the arbiters. "... Glasson... I want to use those DG cells as bait to lure out the arbiters. If they discover that there are DG cells on mars, they won't be able to stay away, then we strike."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 07:24:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda grew a bit tense at her suggestion, instantly questioning whether or not it was a good idea. Sure, it was a surefire way to lure out the Arbiters, but if their ambush failed and the heartless raiders managed to get away with even a small sample of cells, it could be an utter disaster for everyone on Mars. At least Orrin-Wing wasn't actively trying to create chaos and destruction; Keller would use the DG cells to simply devastate as many places and people as he could, and it would be that much harder to stop him. Then again, how much damage would he end up doing if they weren't able to track him down at all? Was the risk worth it? "...Fine. But I want to try using a fake sample of cells to learn them in first before we risk using the real deal. And it has to be far away from any settlements, just in case any cells get loose."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>22-05-2012, 07:13:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel simply nodded, rather grateful that his train of thought seemed to be concern about the safety of the people rather then his own personal security. It seemed that she was right about him after all, that was a relief. "Agreed. I can't imagine it will be hard to lure the likes of Abram Keller out with just the promise of something that powerful, he'll investigate out of curiosity alone." And that much was the truth, a man like Keller would likely dive in head first even if he knew it was a trap. After all, he was a person that saw bloody and gruesome combat as entertaining, so walking into a trap and starting a fight would be his idea of a day very well spent.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>23-05-2012, 08:26:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"If nothing else, I think he'll enjoy getting to mess up someone else's day," Kuroda agreed, remember cases where the Arbiters would hang around after completing raids just to get in a fight with the arriving authorities, or PMCs like his own. Not that it made the man any easier to capture, even if Kuroda's own crew happened to be outfitted with top-of-the-line mobile suits. "Well, if we're going to go through with that plan, that means we have to get our hands on the DG cells first, and that means going after Orrin-Wing. Are you game for that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 02:01:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded, both as a sign that she agreed with what he was saying before, and a sign that she was willing to comply with her request. "Just let me know whenever you have a target you want me to attack, and I'll be there." She didn't show it, but the DG cells still scared her more then she was willing to admit. Still, as long as Kuroda and his allies were there too, she was sure that they would have more then enough fighting strength to deal with any unknown variable that the DG cells might have had in store for them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 04:58:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright, I'll keep that in mind. Thanks." Kuroda smiled slightly, grateful for her willingness to help him out in his own mission, even if it was just as a means to help her fight against the Arbiters. Based on her previous conviction, though, he had a feeling she wanted to help the population as well. "You know, I've been meaning to ask, you seem to know a fair bit about the Arbiters; probably more than we do, and we've been fighting them for a while now. We didn't even know they were coming to Mars. Do you think you have any intel on them that can help us out? Outside of some of the mobile suit models they've used in the past, we don't really have anything."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>25-05-2012, 21:57:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"..." Isabel went silent for a few seconds before she simply nodded. After all, he had been willing to share vital information with the intention of helping their fight, so it would be rather hypocritical of her to take that intel and not give him anything back in return. "I know so much about them because I was actually a part of their little group for a couple of weeks. An old companion said that she finally found a place where we would belong, so I went to see if she was serious... When I realized what the Arbiters did, me and my companion had a falling out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>26-05-2012, 03:44:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beside the fact that someone as serious and stoic as Isabel could get close enough to anyone to call them a companion, a few things about her reply seemed important to Kuroda, for good or for bad. It was good that she had been willing to give him an honest and forward answer, rather than the vague, possibly evasive responses he usually got. On the other hand... "So your companion is one of the Arbiters. Someone who was close to you, possibly...doesn't that mean this mission might be too personal?" the commander asked with a serious tone, wanting to make sure he didn't have anyone on his team who could ruin this with some move for revenge.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2012, 21:58:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel's eyes actually started to show some emotion for the first time since the two met, as they flared up with a small bit of hardness and anger at his accusation. "Absolutely not." Of course she didn't expect him to understand... how could he? It wasn't like he could tell that she was different from normal people, he had yet to actually see the way she moved and fought in combat. Truth be told though, this mission actually was a little bit personal for her, in that Isabel typically didn't have any qualms about killing people during combat, it was her job... but that one person was special.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2012, 07:08:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If the way that Isabel was actually displaying some emotion for a change that stuck around for longer than the blink of an eye wasn't enough to prove this mission was personal, the Gundam pilot didn't know what would be. He replied to her answer with a stern look of his own and small nod, though not to say he believed her. "This is your mission more than ours, so I'm not going to say you can't take part. But let me ask you something: if had a chance to kill this former companion of yours, but only at the expense of my life or the life of one of my crew, would you do it?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2012, 23:22:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel paused at that statement, her mind drawing up a complete blank at his rather hard question for a few seconds before she retreated a single step backwards. True, she had no personal feelings whatsoever for any of Kuroda's crew, however, that wasn't the matter at hand. The problem came with rather or not she even had the stomach to kill that person at all... Her gaze lowered, and though Kuroda wouldn't know that the lives of his own crew hadn't even been a variable in her thought process, he'd still get the answer he wanted as she shook her head. "No..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 00:19:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel's vocalized answer didn't tell Kuroda as much as the silence leading up to it, the long hesitation as she tried to decide what was worth more, her mission or the lives of the people that had offered to fight alongside her. Even if that wasn't even close to her thought process, either way, he could tell how much he and his friends actually mattered to her, leading to his gaze growing even sharper. "I offered to help you because I thought you just wanted to stop the Arbiters. But if this is all about some vendetta that means more than our lives, I don't see any reason I should let you and my team work together. If that's the case, then you can take your mobile suit and leave."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 00:31:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel's gaze got a bit harder as well when he talked abut how she could just up and leave if this was more about a personal vendetta then it was about stopping the arbiters. This time she held her ground, and she spoke in a voice more dipped into anger and frustration then she did before. "That is not the case, and it has nothing to do with the lives of your team." She was about to talk about why it was that she was really here, why it was that she was fighting the arbiters, however, she found herself unable to answer it through even her own mind.<br><br>Because it was the right thing to do? No... that wasn't it... Because the arbiters needed to be stopped? No... that wasn't it either. Was it because Isabel simply hated seeing her old comrade being manipulated? Yeah, that was it. That person, she was special to Isabel. She hated the way that Keller simply used her as a simple killing machine, a weapon to be used and discarded once it broke. That was why she was here, that was why she wanted to fight against the arbiters.<br><br>When it came to things like death, Isabel was shockingly neutral. <br>"If you think I'm too great a risk because of that, then I'll leave."<br><br>Somebody that was concerned if they lived or died was a liability to her anyway. <br><em>"To be a truly great warrior, you must go into each battle prepared to die."</em><br><br>Lesson 1, Day 1.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 00:47:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda didn't like doing this to someone who seemed so in need of help and friendship, someone who was so locked away inside herself that anger and frustration were the only emotions that were getting out, but, as much as she kept hidden, he could see their priorities weren't in the same place. He continued to hold his ground as well, not conceding an inch when it came to the matter of the people most important to him, the ones who were like his family. "It's one thing going into battle willing to risk your life, it's another to go in willing to risk the lives of your allies. We're not machines here, we're pilots, we're friends. And I'll never let my friends go into battle with someone who sees them as expendable."<br><br>He took a step forward, his expression bearing down on her. He still wished he could help her in more ways than one, but not at this risk. "Let's try again. If Abram Keller was using me as a shield, or just some civilian you didn't know, how long would you hold back from shooting him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 00:59:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he spoke, Isabel began to realize just how different she really was from 'normal' people... how heartless and cold she must have seemed to somebody who could never even hope to understand her, the way she thought, the way she was trained. His argument did hold merit though, and Isabel could understand how somebody could be hesitant to risk the life of somebody that they cared for... Come to think of it, as she reflected more on her thoughts, she had been somewhat hypocritical during this encounter, hadn't she? On one hand, she was talking about how Kuroda's men didn't matter to her, their deaths were things that she did not care for, while on the other hand, she was also hesitating to pull the trigger against the one person in this world that she actually felt true affinity towards.<br><br>Her stern stance broke down, and her gaze dropped. "... Common human morals would say not to shoot at all... wouldn't it?"<br><br>She didn't have those... and this was the first time in her entire life that such a thing actually felt painful for her to admit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 03:45:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They would," Kuroda acknowledged, but his tone got just a little bit softer. With the way her gaze dropped and her stubborn front broke, it didn't take much observation to see she was feeling bad about her lack of care for the lives of his team, or at least defeated. He very badly wanted to help her, that was clear, but there were some issues he had to have sorted out before he could allow himself, Declan, or Shelby to go into battle with this woman. "You know I want to help you. I want to stop Keller, maybe even get this friend of yours thinking straight again, but if you wouldn't even hesitate to kill an innocent person to achieve your goal, how are you any better than the Arbiters?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 04:29:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel let out a gentle sigh, shaking her head gently as she she neglected to look up or move at all from her current position. "I am not any better then them..." She didn't say she 'wouldn't' be any better, she said that she wasn't, present tense. "I just..." she shook her head, the words to express how she felt once again escaping her as she stewed on what he had just said. "... I'll try harder to be more concerned about the lives of others." She doubted that she would succeed, she had spent her entire life being told about how the people around her were meaningless, that they were just obstacles in the way of her objective, but for the sake of not having to fight against the arbiters alone, and having help getting her friend away from them, she had to at least try.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 04:41:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was hard not to feel bad for her, as defeated as she looked then, but Kuroda knew she still had a lot to learn. He had a feeling she could get there, though, and he wasn't about to give up on her if she was willing to at least try. And she couldn't be entirely uncaring about human life if she saw the Arbiters as a bad fit for her in the first place. It didn't hurt to point that out, either. "Let me ask you one more thing," the commander started off softly, taking a step forward. "You said you had a falling out with your friend after you found out what the Arbiters did, right? If you don't care about people, why didn't you just go along with her and join them? You're a soldier, and they make a lot through their raids. If you didn't care, it would be a perfect fit."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 04:46:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That was something that she certainly could answer, and after that little argument that she got into with Kuroda, she certainly owed him that much. "... It's complicated, I don't entirely expect you to understand, but..." How could he understand it if she didn't entirely understand herself? "It was the way they acted around my old partner..." Well, that was her best reason anyway. "They treated her the way that we used to be treated back during training." To her, it made complete and total sense, but to anybody that didn't know what 'training' they were talking about, it would be a complete mystery.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 05:20:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Needless to say, Kuroda felt like a page had been skipped here, probably intentionally. He didn't know exactly what Isabel meant about her training, or who it was that had trained her for that matter. Was it right to ask? Probably not; she was the type of woman who only gave the information she wanted to in her answers, and if she didn't elaborate any further than that, she probably wasn't going to. "If that's all, then you don't even want to kill your partner, do you? You don't care that's she's killing innocent people, you're only worried about how she gets treated, and you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 05:44:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel glanced up at him, giving him a bit more of a frustrated look then she did before. "That... that sounds accurate..." She shook her head, and she seemed even more ashamed of herself for saying such a thing. Her time outside of her training actually gave her enough self awareness to realize that she was more then just a weapon, it made her realize that she simply wasn't the same as regular people, physically or mentally. "... I'm a liability to you..." Not only was she going to be indifferent to Kuroda losing people, if the two were to fight together, she'd actually be damaging him due to the fact that he'd be worried about her doing something he didn't agree with. "I really should just leave."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 06:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda sighed and shook his head, wishing there was some easy way to get through to her, or at least understand what she was going through. For as insane and horrible as he was, at least Keller was easy to read and understand. What he had difficulty with was understanding how she could feel the way she did about people, but feel bad that she felt that way at the same time. He didn't want her to go, even if she was a liability; she would end up dead or miserable, if she wasn't already. "No. If you go, I have to worry about what you could end up doing on your own, and this side of you will only get worse. You can stay, but for now, I only want you going into combat with me, not Declan or Shelby."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 07:30:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel looked up at him for the first time in a while and simply gave him a nod to answer his statement. "Okay, I can do that..." She took a few more steps backwards at this point speaking in a bit of a lighter tone then she did up until this point in the conversation. "I told you that I would try to get a better feeling for the lives of others, and I plan to. For now I will simply follow your lead, and operate as ordered." She did her best fighting when she could just shut her mind off and let somebody else tell her what she was supposed to do, who she was supposed to fight. Again, that was a part of how she was trained, it made her easier to control by superiors then somebody capable of making field adjustments as needed.<br>"I think it would be for the best if we just talked about something else now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 13:05:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough. I guess you can't do anything too bad if I'm careful with my orders," Kuroda conceded, though he knew there were always different ways to interpret any order, and the lengths she could go to to accomplish one. He would have to deal with that if he wanted to keep her around and help her as a person, though, and at least she promised to make an effort in showing awareness of human life. In any case, he would be glad to start talking about something not as serious, assuming that was what the extremely serious girl had in mind. "Alright. Did you have something else you wanted to talk about?" the commander asked, holding his spot to show he was more than happy to be someone she could talk to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 16:29:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel's mouth opened again, as though she was about to say something, before it fell shut again and she simply shook her head. "I don't know... what do people normally talk about?" Truth be told she was extremely new to this whole 'conversation' thing, and she wasn't entirely sure what there was and wasn't to talk about after the rather serious discussion that the two just had. Her entire life had always been business and operational planning, this was the first time ever that she actually had the chance to take a step back and relax, and she wasn't entirely sure how to deal with it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 09:11:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda paused as he tried hard to think of a topic for them to discuss. He didn't want to leave her hanging when he was pretty sure the times she felt like trying to be more human were rare. "Well, being a Gundam Fighter and a mercenary, we're already at kind of a disadvantage in the normal department, but we could always take about our pasts, or interesting stories we have from our line of work, or something like that. So long as it doesn't dip into anything you're uncomfortable talking about, of course."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 09:27:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel wore a neutral smile and simply nodded when he made that suggestion. "That would be a topic I know the most about..." Again, a certain level of that lack of social awareness rang through with the fact that she didn't really add all that much on the matter concerning her own thoughts and feelings. As far as she saw it, everything that she had gone through was just something that had happened, no real reason to hide it if Kuroda were to ask.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 09:38:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With Isabel being damn near impossible to read, Kuroda didn't really know how to broach the particular subject, shifting awkwardly as he leaned back against a nearby wall. "Well, if you don't mind going into it, I'd be interested in hearing where you grew up, where you trained, where you've worked since then, and stuff like that. Have you always worked alone, aside from your partner?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 09:46:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel also leaned up against a nearby wall, crossing her arms as she spoke almost instantly in response to Kuroda's curiosity about where she was from and how she was raised. "I was raised in a military training facility in Neo Russia, where I was trained to be a soldier. We learned everything there... Hand to hand, Gundam combat, special ops... During all that time, it was just me and my partner, and aside from her, I've never worked with anybody."<br><br>She took in a deep breath before she continued. "When we got older though, they were forced to shut down the base and free us... Some political thing I guess... so me and her went our separate ways. A few weeks later, she sent me a message talking about how she found a place where she belonged, and I went to meet her... I think you know the rest."<br><br>If that assessment was accurate, it meant that Isabel honestly had less then a year's worth of experience in the world outside of her training base. And, if Kuroda was politically savvy, he may put a connection between her and a Russian super soldier project that was shut down not too long ago, highly illegal and unethical.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 10:11:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Perhaps the most surprising part of all this was that Isabel had far, far less experience out in the field than he had expected, and Kuroda found himself wondering if she had ever even taken a real life in combat before. Maybe she only believed human life didn't matter to her because she had never been faced with the choice of ending one before. At least, that's what he could hope was the case.<br><br>Of course, the Glasson Logistics commander was also familiar with the Russian super soldier project that sounded very similar to Isabel's own training, having run a protection in the past for a couple of the politicians who were acting out against the project. If that really was Isabel's story, it would certainly explain a lot. "When you were at this training facility, did they do anything else to make you stronger, besides just physical training?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 15:58:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel's gaze didn't falter this time as she simply nodded to answer his question. "Yes. There was a full week, when we were fully grown, where they put us in beds and gave us all sorts of shots. Ever since then, everything has been easier for me to do, I can run faster for longer, I am stronger, and I react much faster when fighting then I did before that day."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 17:05:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded slowly, fearing what else he might find out from this line of questioning. More than comforting, it was also quite concerning that Isabel didn't seem to have any emotional response to talking about this, when it sounded like she should probably be traumatized. Or maybe she was, and she just didn't show it. "I'm surprised they ended up letting you go in the end. It sounds like you were part of the super soldier project, which was an expensive one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 21:24:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel simply nodded, not aware that she should have been traumatized by what she went through, as far as she saw it, that was just her life as she knew it. "there were only a scarce few of us left by the time the project was shut down, and Neo Russia was in a very bad place as far as PR went, so they just freed us under the table and tried to pretend that nothing ever happened."<br><br>She shut her eyes for a moment, thinking, before she continued. "Aside from me and Marie, there was only one other group that survived until the end... and the project was shut down before we were given orders to battle."<br><br>Unlike what Kuroda might have suspected due to her life in training, Isabel was <em>extremely</em> familiar with killing, and life or death scenarios.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 23:29:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess that must have been pretty tough, being raised by the Russians to fight for them, only for them to leave you without any orders or direction," Kuroda mused, only trying to guess what might have been something Isabel actually had negative feelings about. He made no comment about how it must have been to grow up without a family or guardians who loved you, and having your training partners as your only friend. He had to wonder if this woman even understood concepts like that, having been raised in such a monitored and controlled environment. "You said there were others besides you and Marie who made it to the end. Are they still out there?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 01:57:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel was rather surprised that Kuroda was able to put the nail on the head about what the most frustrating and confusing part about the whole thing was to her, and she simply nodded as the answer to both of his questions. "Yes, they're out there somewhere, but I don't know where... I barely even knew their names and their faces, so I don't care much for them anyway."<br><br>She took a breath at this point, she had to admit that being able to just stand around and talk to somebody, to be able to tell somebody where she came from and what her life was like, it felt kinda nice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 03:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess they can't be causing that much trouble, unless they ended up in groups like the Arbiters, too," Kuroda commented, starting to take a stroll around the Break Gundam while they were still in the hanger and take a look at what repairs it needed,&nbsp; expecting Isabel to walk along with him. "So, do you know anything about where you came from? I'm sure you weren't kept at the facility from birth, right? Do you remember your parents, or do you at least know who they were or where you were from," he asked, seeing if there was a more human side of her to get at. Maybe a more normal topic would help her to act more normal.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 04:32:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel simply shook her head at his next question, though she knew enough to know that she was missing out on something because of that. Her relatively short time in the outside world had been more then enough to teach her that she wasn't like most people, though that was already established a while ago. "No... I have no memories at all of my parents, the person I was before the facility..." <br><br>Well, at least she was appearing more normal now, in that her eyes had a certain natural look of longing and regret in them, those were perfectly normal emotions to feel considering her situation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 04:43:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see... Sorry for bringing it up," Kuroda offered softly, noticing that this subject actually did seem to get a slightly sad response out of her. While that at least showed some humanity in her, it didn't make him feel any better about putting that look in a woman's eyes. But you know, I'm sure there's a way to track them down. If they happen to have their DNA as part of their record, you could probably match it to yours if you get someone in the government willing to give you that information."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 05:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel glanced up at him, blinking softly a few times in disbelief that he would suggest something of the sort. "I... I don't know..." her gaze dropped again, and she spoke in a bit of a softer voice then she did before. "I know I'm not normal, I'm not like the rest of you... I wonder what they'd think if they saw me..." Now that she was thinking about it, this was a matter that actually troubled her a great deal. Would they see her as some sort of heartless soldier? Would they treat her with the same contempt that everybody else did?<br><br>Though she now had at least one person she could talk to, she supposed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 05:48:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shook his head and smiled encouragingly, leaning against the leg of the Break Gundam to make it seem as if he had total confidence in the idea. "Oh, come on, they're your parents. If anyone's going to treat you kindly, it's them. Unconditional love is their job," he stated, though in the back of his mind, he knew there was a chance this could go wrong if she went through with it one day. After all, he had no way if knowing if she had been taken from her parents to be put in the program, or if they had willingly given her and had no love for her. "If you ever want to try it, just let me know. I have a couple contacts in that government."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 06:17:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel's eyes floated up towards Kuroda again, and she simply paused for a moment before she gave him another small nod. This time, however, her eyes didn't show some sort of longing or sadness, rather, they were filled with surprise, and maybe even just a tiny bit of hope. It seemed that just having somebody to talk to, somebody to help her, was starting to crack the ice just a tiny bit. "I'll keep that in mind..." Again she fell silent, she wasn't entirely sure what she could say at this point, since she wasn't sure where the conversation was supposed to go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 06:29:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded softly, feeling pretty good that he was appearing to make some headway with this woman. Granted, the conversation hadn't started out very well, with him nearly throwing her out when it seemed like she would risk his friends' lives to achieve her goal, but now that he saw she had at least a tiny bit of humanity in her, he was trusting her a lot more. He felt he might actually having a shot changing her for the better, which wasn't something he did often in his life. "Well, I guess that settles that, then. I think I'll go take a break, now. That fight earlier wore me out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 06:40:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he talked about going to take a break, Isabel simply nodded and cast her gaze to a more neutral level. "I think I'll be in the gym, or something, if our conversation is over." Isabel had to admit that a small part of her was actually somewhat reluctant to let the conversation end. This was the first time that she ever really had somebody that she could talk to, and she found she rather liked the feeling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 06:47:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shrugged, figuring the conversation didn't really have to end if neither if them were too busy. "We can keep talking, if you want. I can just chill out nearby while you go through your workout routine, if that's what you planned on doing," he suggested, stepping away from his mobile suit's leg. On top of everything else about her she needed help with, he figured she was probably a bit lonely, too, especially with her partner having become her enemy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 07:15:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel blinked gently at his offer before, just like she had a few times before in this conversation, she just nodded as her answer. "I prefer to work out alone... but I can wait until later if you'd like to keep talking." She didn't like the way that people looked at her, when she lifted more then some of the heaviest, bulkiest guys in the gym. It helped to put salt in the wound that she was different from them, something she disliked more and more as time went on. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 07:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if you're sure you don't mind waiting," he replied, knowing better than to insist on anything she didn't want to do. She wasn't a particularly illogical person, so if she didn't want him to watch her work out, she had to have a good reason for it. "Well, we can always go out and explore the forest around the base, then. Not only will that teach us about terrain so we can use it to our advantage if we ever get attacked, but we'll get to see a lot of nature, too. I've always wondered if the animals on Mars are different from Earth ones."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 08:23:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded, her eyes lightening up a little bit when she heard about Kuroda's suggestion to go and walk around the nature surrounding the base. "Sure, that sounds like a good idea..." She waited for him to take the lead again, since she didn't really know where she was going to go when she didn't have a set destination in mind. Besides, she was always more of a follower then a leader anyway. <br><br>She hadn't seen a whole lot of real nature in her life, perhaps this would help her get more in touch with what it meant to be normal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 16:56:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda smiled and nodded, surprised but pleased to have gotten a more positive response than usual. "Alright, let's go," he said as he took the lead just as she wanted, walking out of the hanger and into the open air of the heavily forested area surrounding their base. Kuroda wasn't at all familiar with the surroundings, either, since he hadn't had the chance to look around yet, but they were far enough away from the colonies that they didn't risk running into pedestrians, so they could explore whichever direction they wanted. "So, aside from that incident with your friend, what else have you been up to since you left your training?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 19:43:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel looked around, taking in her surroundings before she simply nodded softly and started to follow Kuroda around to where ever it was that he was leading her. She had to admit that she felt oddly at peace in this place, as though she couldn't bring herself to be concerned about the world outside while in this place. She rested her hands behind her back, taking in a deep breath before she answered his question. "Struggled, mostly... The world outside the training facility is a very odd place, and if it weren't for the very large sum of money given to me when I left the base, I'd never have been able to make it... I'm still trying to figure out my place in it, but right now, the fight against the arbiters is what I'm focusing on most."<br><br>Talking was easier here, Isabel found her words coming more naturally then they ever had before in her life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 20:18:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda listened to her speak as he led them along the closest thing he could find to a trail through the forest, which was mostly just the parts of the ground that were covered by the least foliage. The world out here seemed rather quiet and peaceful, the plants young, fresh, and vital, while everything was far away from the disturbance of human life. Seeing a large, tree-covered hill in the distance, he started to lead them toward it, figuring they would get a great view from the top. "Sounds pretty similar to me, actually. I didn't really have much direction after I got my father's inheritance. Even after I started GL, I wasn't really sure of what I was doing, and we didn't do that well. I just kept fighting and hoped it would turn around," he admitted, feeling comfortable and secluded here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 20:55:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded and listened intently to his little story about how he didn't really know what direction he was headed in at first. "What about now? Have you found out what you want to do?" Perhaps hearing about other people's goals and struggles would also help her little conquest for normalcy, though she still felt like such a concept was separated from her via a glass window, where she could look but not touch. Either way, she was actually rather curious to hear Kuroda keep going, she was still getting used to the whole idea of carrying on a full, casual conversation with somebody, however, she found the experience rather pleasant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 23:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda took a few moments to respond to the question, but someone with a bit more conversational experience (or at least someone trained in interrogation techniques) might have been able to tell he was holding something back, though it didn't seem to be because of her personally. "It's funny; you'd think being in the Gundam Fight would give me all the direction and goals I need in my life, but I'm still not really sure what to reach for. We did good work as GL, but the world just doesn't need us as much as we'd hoped. I'm pretty sure Shelby is set wherever she goes, and at least Declan has a marriage partner to help him figure things out, but I'm still not sure what I'm going to do myself, even if we win this thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 01:15:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel listened intently, completely unaware of the fact that he could potentially have been holding something back from her without her knowing. As was well known by now, her social skills were sadly lacking, and she never received any sort of formal training when it came to interrogation, or any kind of social science for that matter. She was a soldier, she would simply capture the enemies and bring them in to let trained professionals do the interrogations. Well, that was how she was supposed to operate in theory, anyway. "That is funny..." <br><br>She paused for a moment before she continued. "At least I'm not the only one..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 06:55:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shook his head. "No, of course not. There's nothing abnormal about having trouble finding direction in your life. I think just about everyone goes through that at one point or another. Some just get through a lot easier than others like us, who have to try for a while to get through it and find out what we want to do with ourselves," he responded, starting to lead them up the gentle slope of the hill. The climb was a little more exertion than he had planned on for his break, but it was hardly a serious challenge. "At least we can say we're accomplishing something good by taking on the Arbiters, even if we're not sure what to do after."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 07:50:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel didn't say anything more to Kuroda on the matter at that point, however, her demeanor relaxed a bit, indicating that his words had done quite a bit to put her mind at ease on the matter. It wasn't until the two of them were about halfway up their slope before Isabel spoke again, and even her tone was lighter and more gentle then before. "So you're here to fight... What is it that motivates you to go out there? Everybody needs some reason to fight, after all..." For Isabel, fighting was the only real thing she seemed to have anymore, it was where she belonged.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 16:48:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda decided to pause at that point on the slope to take a break and answer her question, reaching up to hold onto a low tree branch for balance. "I don't know... I guess, mainly, I just want another chance to run my company, to maybe do better this time around. I want to make sure my friends have a good reason to believe in me, too. I'd hate if they went through all this to help me out, only for us to go home with nothing," he answered in a light tone, starting up the slope again. "To be honest, there's not really all that much else I'm good at, either. I wasn't really bad at anything in school, but I wasn't a standout in any subject, either."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 18:41:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel was rather surprised by his answer, hearing that he was also fighting because there was nothing that he had particular talent with. "I see..." He was like her then, fighting because there was nothing else he had. "..." She paused, glancing away for a reason other then her own personal shame as she spoke again. "We... we will fight together then." The sentiment might not have meant a lot to Kuroda, but to somebody like Isabel, it carried a great deal more weight. "Until your goals are accomplished."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 21:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Though he couldn't tell what the sentiment meant to her with total accuracy, the way she said it and the way she looked away told Kuroda it was something significant. If fighting really was what she saw as her ultimate purpose in life, it must have carried a lot of weight to agree to fight for someone else's goals. With that in mind, he looked over at her and nodded softly. "I appreciate it. I'll make sure you accomplish what you came here for, too," he stated sincerely in response, then started to continue up to the slope to avoid making things too awkward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2012, 21:23:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel walked as well, her heart feeling a bit lighter now that she had something she knew she could fight for even once the arbiters were dealt with. After all, she would have been back to having nothing once her battle was over, now she had something else to occupy her mind for at least a little while longer, keep her busy and keep her where she belonged. When they arrived at the top of the hill, Isabel took a seat in a small clearing and looked on from the top, somewhat awestruck by the view, even if her eyes didn't show it. "It's peaceful here..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 01:56:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For as much as he could guess from her mannerisms, Kuroda had no idea that he had made her feel better about her future in any way, but he hoped this conversation was helping her out nonetheless as he reached the top and sat in the clearing next to her. "I really just picked this place to set up shop so no one could track us easily, but it really does a lot for the spirit, too," he commented softly, looking out over the tops of the trees. "If it doesn't bother you too much to tell, what's this Marie friend of yours like? She can't be that bad of a person if you considered her your companion."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 03:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel's entire figure got more relaxed as she looked over the forest. Yeah... did the spirit good, he said? He was certainly right about that much, Isabel felt like everything was clear in the world for the first time, like everything would be okay... It allowed her to loosen her tongue a bit, and answer his questions about what Marie was like, her old companion. "She's like me, really. She's more optimistic though, I guess... Always looking or waiting for something better to come." Her eyes narrowed a little. "I was always referred to as the more serious and cold of the two... odd that she'd be the one that ended up with them, instead of me..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 04:20:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda shook his head, closing his eyes for a few moments as he felt the breeze pass by. "It's not always the way a person acts on the outside that shows who they are inside. She may have looked more optimistic on the outside, but if that was really the case, she wouldn't have gone along with Keller," he said, pausing for a second or two to take a breath and think before continuing. "I bet you're a lot stronger than her, if you were able to get away from them when she couldn't. And not just stronger as a fighter, either."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 04:27:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That didn't make Isabel feel any better, since she was still fighting against the one person who she trusted with her life for several, several years, since the two of them were children. "Perhaps that is the case... I'll just have to become even stronger then, and show her that it's better to be away from them... It won't be easy though, people like us are stubborn, dedicated." She glanced back over at Kuroda. "So you plan on continuing your company after the Gundam fight? Despite the fact that your kind aren't as relevant as they once were?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 04:50:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda didn't know what exactly to make of Isabel's response. She seemed confident enough, but it was always hard to tell with one whose voice was always hiding the true emotion behind everything. "You'll have our help, you know that," he said, before she turned the conversation back toward his own mindset and goals. "Well, that's what I was planning at least. Like you said, it's not easy for a PMC to find work these days, other than with people who don't have the money to fund their own militaries, which means you don't get paid much. I don't plan on giving up that easily, though. I'll give it at least one more try."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 07:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128879.msg6296560#msg6296560">Quote from: Revenent on 18-05-2012, 17:26:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">For the moment, it looked like neither was planning on double-teaming Alicia, though that was probably just because they couldn't find a reason rather than out of a sense of honor. "I'm not much of one for sport, honestly. I'll stay back and let you go about it," the Neo Romanian said as her Gundam lifted up into the air as if on wings, gliding away and settling down a fair distance away.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alicia looked back to king "Nice lass tha one" she then took a stance suggesting she was ready to fight "so this is jus a wee frienly scrap atwixt us right? no strange strings tha would put me in a spot o trouble when'e'er ye decided ta pull it? if tha's the case then I'm in fer this....if not then I guess I've gotten inta a tight spot" she had a light hearted tone as she made this questioning announcement. Though she was Neo Irelands assassin and Gundam Fighter she still had plenty intelligence of her own. She also didn't want to do anything that would put herself in any true danger just yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 17:42:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel let out a small sigh and nodded when Kuroda got finished talking about how he wanted to give running his PMC one more shot, despite the odds that he was facing with making everything work. "That's admirable, wanting to continue going down the path of most resistance..." After that she fell silent again, reflecting on what exactly she was going to do after this battle. Kuroda seemed to have thing planned out at least decently, maybe she could take a few pages out of his book.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 19:46:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				King shook his head and smiled at Alicia as he spread his arms like a magician showing he had no cards up his sleeves. "No tricks, no strings. What would we gain from tricking or hurting you of all people, anyway?" he assured, before suddenly dropping into a seemingly untrained stance, his Gundam following suit with its beam kukri in its hand. The other woman made sure to stay well out of their way, having no interest in such a pointless match. "I'm ready whenever you are. And, as always, ladies first."<br><br>---<br><br>Kuroda shrugged, continuing to look out over the landscape as he talked to her. "Some might call it admirable, some might call it stupid. I believe in it, though, if only because Shelby and Declan do." He stopped and glanced over at Isabel for a moment, wondering what was going through her head at the time, as he usually did when talking with her. "If you're interested in looking for another job when all this is done, and if I actually succeed in doing what I want, I'm sure Glasson Logistics might have a position available."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 20:19:30</strong>
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				Alicia smiled as King assured her there were no tricks. "eh I dun know wot ye might gain by trickin or 'urtin me honestly...guess ye could say a bit o Paranoia from me trainin" then after he said ladies first she chuckled " 'ow gentlemenly" she drew her left beamsaber since he was wielding the beam Kukri.&nbsp; She knew he was good so she wanted to see just how fun a close quarters combat match with him would be. The Enforcer moved quickly despite it's bulk and was in King's face within no time she took a swing at his machine however the stance of the machine would allow for her to attempt to dodge if he decided to try a dodging styled attack instead of a head on block. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 21:20:59</strong>
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				Isabel gave Kuroda a rather surprised look at that point, having not expected such an offer from him. Still, she nodded and spoke in her lighter tone, indicating that she didn't mind the offer, at the very least. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind." It would be nice to actually be a part of something, perhaps that was what Marie found so alluring about the arbiters, the simple sense of community that she got out of it. For the first time, Isabel could somewhat understand why Marie was so dedicated to their cause.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 19:05:38</strong>
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				Without a shield or a larger blade, King wasn't in much of a position to block the Enforcer's powerful strike, so instead the Outback spun to dodge off to the side taking a swipe at the Enforcer's elbow just before it put too much distance between them. Now out of Alicia's reach, King whipped the beam-edged boomerang from off his belt and flung it in the Irish girl's direction with a swift and sudden force, the weapon arcing sideways and coming back around toward the side of her neck. He was banking on her turning to block or avoid the attack, leaving herself vulnerable to a direct attack from his Gundam.<br><br>---<br><br>"Hope you do," Kuroda said lightly, hoping she would consider the proposition. He figured she would make a good, strong addition to the team, though a larger part of it was that he was worried about what might happen if he helped her reach her goal, and then left her to her own devices. He was getting to know and trust the woman a fair bit better than before, but it was still hard to tell how much of a threat she could be to herself or others if she wasn't helped. For the moment, though, he simply sat there and continued enjoying the breathtaking view and the fresh air, leaving it up to Isabel if she wanted to talk about anything else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-06-2012, 03:43:54</strong>
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				Isabel, as it turned out, wouldn't have much to say as she simply sat by and listened to the gentle sounds of nature. She shut her eyes for a moment, wondering what it would be like to fight with four or five people that she trusted as much as Marie... a whole team, companionship... Yeah, she really liked that idea, no doubt about it. <br><br>She simply kept quiet though, not letting on about how much Kuroda really had her thinking with such a simple offer. Was it really possible for her, of all people, to find a place where she belonged?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-06-2012, 05:00:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After a while of enjoying the scenery, the sounds, and the relaxation the hilltop had to offer, Kuroda figured it was time to get a move-on, opening his eyes and glancing over at Isabel, who was apparently lost in her own thoughts. "Think we should get moving again? I'm sure there's a lot more to see around here. Unless you'd rather go back to base to start your work out," he asked, offering her the option of whether or not to continue looking around. It was always hard to tell if she was actually enjoying herself, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 08:53:36</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Cecilia would glance away gently, blushing a tiny bit at Audra's little joke about how the two had met yesterday. "Um... sounds good..." With that she would sit in silence for a few seconds, that was, until Audra asked her about what her first real match was like. "It was kinda... well... Scary, exciting, maybe even a little bit fun too, at a few parts." She nodded, a little more sure of herself as she continued. "though that last bit could have just been because you were trying to help me instead of push me down." She glanced over out of the corner of her eye. "Uh, and I appreciate that, by the way."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"While I wouldn't expect anyone just to help you out," Audra said, merging with traffic make into the Martian city. "Anyone that thinks they can get an easy win just by besting a newbie and get a sense of accomplishment out of that doesn't below here. Though there are likely a few of those sorts of people here...just hope they're thinned from the herd soon. Well, I'm glad I was able to help you out. It's rough piloting for the first time. I was turned off by it when I first tried it out, but after some good advice, a chance to experiment and here I am. Still can't say I care much for the political dimension to this whole thing, but then again I don't have to." <br><br>It wouldn't take Audra long to reach the heart of the city and find a parking garage for them to set the car down at and continue on foot. She still didn't really have much of an idea where they were going to eat at, but what was a little aimless wandering? Getting out of the car, Audra asked, "So what got you in the cockpit if you don't mind my asking?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 16:02:16</strong>
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				Isabel simply paused in silence for a few moments before she rose to her feet and turned half of her body towards Kuroda, her eyes showing a small flicker of confusion in her eyes at the suggestion for the two actions she could make. Truth be told, she was enjoying this little walk quite a bit, and she didn't want it to end. However, she simply wasn't sure what she was supposed to feel, what she was supposed to say, at a moment like this. "I... well..." she paused for a moment and shook her head gently. "My workout can wait."<br><br>....................................................................<br><br>Cecilia couldn't help but smile a little bit wider when she talked about how it just 'wasn't right' for somebody to target Cecilia for an easy win, and how there were only a few fighters on this planet who would do such a thing. "Well that's a relief. To be honest, I was worried that I was going to be come target number one the moment everybody saw how inexperienced I was." She was already feeling better, more relaxed, about this whole thing. After all, she had at least put up a decent fight against Audra, even if it was still really nothing, so maybe there was a chance for her to make it through this after all.<br><br>Next came the question about what got her fighting, something that caused a slightly pained look to flicker through Cecilia's eyes. "Oh... that's a bit of a complicated story. To tell it simply, my father made the Legacy and Neo England wanted to take it away. I didn't want that, so I agreed to go with the Legacy as it's fighter."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 18:59:41</strong>
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				"I'm guessing your dad operated out of the private sector then?" Audra had heard this story at least a few times before about Gundam Fights past. Official country engineers weren't able to engineer anything cutting edge enough so they found other means of inspiration, especially when the fights loomed near. Normally it was just some new technology that could be incorporated into the systems of the unit, but it wasn't unheard of for them to steal entire Gundam concepts. <br><br>"That's rough. They must be short on fighters then as well...not that they had to resort to you or anything...I mean...I'll shut up now..." Despite being an ambassador's daughter, Audra sure knew how to lodge her foot deep inside her mouth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 21:27:33</strong>
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				Cecilia nodded gently and leaned he head on her hand. "There was a huge fiasco in Neo England about a year ago concerning the... moral greyness... of some of the Gundam Pilot contenders, a lot of the people in Neo England didn't want a bad person representing them in the Gundam fight, so there was an uproar, and Neo England had no choice but to fire three of it's top contenders. They were desperate, I think."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 21:52:30</strong>
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				"I suppose that's a problem that's always been present," Audra said. After a while of wandering, her carefree spirit yielded to a growling stomach. She pulled out her data pad and began to look for nearby places to eat. "If the military had all the say they'd want the most capable fighters in the cockpit, but there is something to say about representing one's country...can't have the most viable amoral psychopaths...bad for politics and country image. Don't think I'd be having lunch with one of those people if they had selected them over you though." She gave Cecilia a smile before she flitted her eyes back to her data pad. There was a highly rated place on the roof of one of the department stores. Perfect, a meal with a view. <br><br>"As the daughter of one of the French Ambassadors I either had my nose to the grindstone preparing Roland and myself for the fight or had my ear to Neo France's politics. Can't say I heard a whole lot of the pilot selection in other countries. Who were the top pilots that got sacks?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 22:05:00</strong>
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				Kuroda smiled and started to descend down the hill, glad to see they could keep talking. It had to be a good sign that she had chosen human conversation over going back and training her body, too. "I think a saw in an interesting river not far from here. We can check that out," he suggested, assuming he wouldn't get much opposition from her. She seemed a lot more comfortable following than leading. "So, what do you suggest as our plan of action on this Orran-Wing thing? Where should we start, and what's our best chance of getting the DG cells?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 22:21:00</strong>
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				Cecilia smiled gently and laughed when Audra talked about how she wouldn't be having lunch with any of them if they had come instead of her. "I know, right? At least you can train combat experience, you can't train a bad person to be good anywhere near as easily." With that she fell silent until Audra asked about the people who got sacked because of their morality. "Their names really aren't that important, they're still stuck on earth right now as far as I know..." That was her excuse anyway, truth be told she didn't really remember any of them all that well, she never paid much attention to the potential candidates for the Gundam Fighters long enough to learn their names.<br><br>...................................<br><br>Isabel simply nodded and continued to follow behind Kuroda, not saying anything until he asked her about what her thoughts were on the DG cells and what the best means of approach would be. "I'm not sure, to be honest. Perhaps we could strike in transport, or something... I'd rather keep Keller away from the real DG cells, so if we can just lure him in with the promise of potential cells, that will be much better."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 22:49:37</strong>
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				"Yeah, you're right, their names aren't important," Audra said with a laugh. Besides, she was sure her people back at base could come to supply her with that information if they dug enough, if only to sate her curiosity. Once inside the department store, Audra resisted the urge to window shop and made a beeline for the elevator. The roof was a wide open level serving as its food court. The specific food place Audra was looking for was off in one of the corners of the food court, next to the grated fence that surrounded the place. The fence itself reminder Audra more of safety precautions taken at a playground than something potentially more offensive...like a prison yard. There were certainly plenty of children running around, so it made sense for it to be installed. <br><br>The restaurant she wanted was a French bakery and cafe. She was curious to see the Martian version of French food. She asked for a couple of pastries and a sandwich with a mixed coffee drink. Once Cecilia made her order, Audra would find them an open table by the fence, so that they could get a few of the city while they ate. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 20:54:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're right. It would be better for us to strike a transport, then, so we can be sure we have all the cells have been taken away. I'm sure he'll send some men by to see if they can scavenge more," Kuroda agreed, walking at a slow, leisurely pace as they hit the bottom of the hill. By now, he was just trying to make conversation with Isabel, since it was difficult to get her to bring up anything on her own, and he didn't know all that much about her beyond her training.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 01:08:30</strong>
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				Cecilia smiled gently and followed Audra through the mall and up to the top level of the food court. Since she was something of a stranger to most french food, she simply picked up a pastry that she thought looked pretty tasty, and she went to go sit with her companion at a table that the older woman seemed to already pick out. She had to admit that she was pretty impressed with the view, she would be surprised if there was a single part of the city that she wasn't able to see from the comfort of their little booth. If her time in a Gundam had done anything to her, it had eliminated her fear of heights. "Whoa..."<br><br>..................................<br><br>Isabel simply nodded, falling silent again until she found something worth saying on her own, though it was still mostly mission oriented and rather grim, the status quo for what one could expect out of Isabel and her statements at this point. "So what are we going to do if Keller succeeds in getting his hands on DG cells? We need a backup plan to prevent disaster... we're laying with fire here already."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 03:40:54</strong>
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				"Glad you like the view," Audra said, smiling at the look of amazement on the younger blond's features. "The reviews I saw rated it highly practically on the view alone. The food's not that bad either." She took a bite out of the baguette sandwich she had ordered. Audra took a moment to mull the food over in her mouth; Neo-French inherited their Earth counterpart's snootiness for food. While the baguette lack a certain something she couldn't really place, Audra found it agreeable enough. <br><br>After a sip of her coffee, Audra asked, "So what sort of training regiment are you following back on your base? If its sensitive information you don't have to share, but I'm curious."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 23:43:51</strong>
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				Kuroda's pace slowed as he thought through the question, trying to come up with a reasonable answer, though he just shook his head in the end. "If he somehow manages to get a hold of them, I'm not sure what we could do, other than try to take him out or destroy them as fast as possible. As far as I'm aware, there was never any clear and easy way to counter the use of those cells, other than hitting them as hard as you can."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 14:54:47</strong>
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				Cecilia took a bite of her own pastry, nodding gently as it seemed to taste reasonable enough. It wasn't something that Cecilia would go out of her way to pick up or find again, but it certainly wasn't as horrible as it could be. While she ate, she often found her attention shifting between the very impressive view that was available, and Audra when she asked her a couple of questions. "Oh, my training regimen? It's really no big deal, likely a lot less intense then what a lot of other Gundam fighters go through, but they really don't want me talking about it for obvious reasons."<br><br>....................................................................................<br><br>Isabel nodded, the grimness of the risk that she was taking now became apparent. She thought for a moment that perhaps using the DG cells to lure out the arbiters wasn't such a great idea after all, but then again, knowing Keller, he'd find out about those cells one way or the other eventually. Having the situation as something that she could control would be much preferable then just having the Arbiters show up one day using the DG cells. "I thought that there was some kind of vaccine for DG cells, I might be wrong though..."<br><br>Modern medicine stopped caring about curing DG cells roughly around the time that they were no longer a threat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 04:41:05</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128879.msg6395186#msg6395186">Quote from: Revenent on 05-06-2012, 19:05:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Without a shield or a larger blade, King wasn't in much of a position to block the Enforcer's powerful strike, so instead the Outback spun to dodge off to the side taking a swipe at the Enforcer's elbow just before it put too much distance between them. Now out of Alicia's reach, King whipped the beam-edged boomerang from off his belt and flung it in the Irish girl's direction with a swift and sudden force, the weapon arcing sideways and coming back around toward the side of her neck. He was banking on her turning to block or avoid the attack, leaving herself vulnerable to a direct attack from his Gundam.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alicia hit the thruster so that her elbow wasn't hit by the beam kukri however due to the angle of motion she had no choice but to spin a bit in order to dodge the boomerang. she was broadsided now and wouldn't be able to easily gain back balance or draw another one of her weapons without tipping that precarious balance throwing herself down. "och...good move Mr. King....tis no wunner ye've made it so far in the past'
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Calison</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 07:41:57</strong>
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				Audra couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah I guess they wouldn't want you to be spewing national secrets like your training for others to take advantage of. Well, whatever they are, keep up with them. We can spar in a week's time if you want to see how you're fairing. I can probably sneak you onto base and we can use simulation pods there. Doubt my engineers are going to be cheering about having another country's pilot in our base, but what they don't know can't hurt them, right?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-06-2012, 07:35:07</strong>
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				"If there is, we don't have any way to get access to it," Kuroda pointed out. Even if they had had allies with a vaccine back on Earth, the chances of them being able to ship it to Mars were fairly low. "I think we'll be okay, though, as long as we keep the cells away from them, and preferably don't let them know who we took them from in the first place. As little as I like them, I don't want Orran-Wing becoming a target of those bastards, either," he stated firmly, fairly sure she would agree that even the less-than-innocent didn't deserve to be slaughtered by Keller.<br><br>---<br><br>King held back his response about the quality of his move, not wanting to waste the opportunity her precarious stance presented. Catching his boomerang as it came back to him, the Neo Aussie fighter lunged in again and took three fierce swipes underneath one of the Enforcer's arms, hoping to cut through some more or less vital circuitry before he was forced to retreat again. "And with blocking like that, it is a wonder you've made it here at all," he joked tauntingly, waiting for the behemoth opponent to make its move.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-06-2012, 14:11:44</strong>
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				Cecilia listened to Audra's suggestion, about having another match in about a week using simulation pods to see how she was developing, and she gave Audra a wide smile and nodded her head eagerly as a result. "That would be delightful, Audra." Now, not only did she have a friend who was willing to render her some assistance, but she also had a legitimate standard to compare herself to, to see if her skills were developing appropriately. Maybe she really DID have a chance here, maybe she really did have a chance to perform well in this Gundam fight. "Thank you."<br><br>......................................<br><br>Isabel nodded in agreement with what Kuroda was saying, especially the last part. "At the end of the day, even if some of their business is questionable, those people run hospitals and help a lot of people, don't they? If they were targeted by the arbiters, it would cause a lot of pain." She shook her head gently, just thinking about the devastation that the arbiters would leave in their wake. "So we must care enough about those people, and we must stop them." Isabel saw this as a major step forward for her, she needed to try and care enough about these people that she knew nothing about, care enough that she could stand in the way of the arbiters for the sake of protection rather then just completing her objective.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 08:27:24</strong>
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				"And if we help them out and keep them safe, who knows, maybe they'll be able to help us some way as we continue fighting," Kuroda offered, appealing to Isabel's pragmatic, militant side in order to help this newly forming side of her along, the one that actually cared about protecting people for the sake of protecting them. There was only so much about her he could expect to change on day one, of course, but this was a solid start. "Of course, maybe seeing that they can be targeted by people like Keller will get them to rethink their business plan," the commander suggested as he stumbled upon a small cave in the first, peeking in curiously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 21:45:37</strong>
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				Isabel paused, watching Kuroda as he started to inspect a cave that the two of them came across. Of course, at the same time her train of thought was also mostly focused on the idea that Orrin-Wing would actually change their business practices once they saw that the arbiters were targeting them. "If anything, I think they'll hire some muscle to deal with the Arbiters themselves. Either way, that works out in our favor." Isabel followed him closer to the cave, which appeared to be empty and quiet for the most part, at least at the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 03:00:22</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128879.msg6470140#msg6470140">Quote from: Revenent on 21-06-2012, 07:35:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>King held back his response about the quality of his move, not wanting to waste the opportunity her precarious stance presented. Catching his boomerang as it came back to him, the Neo Aussie fighter lunged in again and took three fierce swipes underneath one of the Enforcer's arms, hoping to cut through some more or less vital circuitry before he was forced to retreat again. "And with blocking like that, it is a wonder you've made it here at all," he joked tauntingly, waiting for the behemoth opponent to make its move.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Ah but who said tha was an attempt ta block?" She asked him. He did manage to cut into the armor beneath the arm however this was where she wanted him. She shifted the arm holding the beam saber and took a short stabbing thrust at him. This movement would force he to stumble backwards a bit but it certainly made King's escape a little more difficult this time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 21:13:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Though the cave seemed for some reason curious to him, as if something wasn't right about it, Kuroda left it for the moment and continued along through the forest, kicking brush out of the way until they reached the river. The ground was relatively clear near it, so they could walk along it upstream without any difficulty. "Not so much if we end up having to fight that muscle ourselves, but I guess if we were their first choice, whoever else they hire won't be as much of a challenge," he mused. "Though I'd almost think it's better for them not to hire someone else. I'd rather see them give up on this kind of research entirely."<br><br>---<br><br>The stab at his mobile suit caught King somewhat off-guard the maneuver quicker than what he had expected from a machine of that size. It nicked his armor a bit as he threw his weight backward to avoid it, stumbling and regaining his footing after a couple moments. Smirking, he put the blade away and drew out his sniper rifle, boosting to put some distance between him and his enemy as he fired a few shots. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 04:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded when he gave his idealistic thoughts about wishing for the medical group to completely give up all their research into DG cells. "We both already know that they won't do anything like that, not if the results of this research could be very beneficial to them." Though she knew little about just how corrupt and self-serving most corporations typically were, Isabel knew enough about human nature to understand that most people acted in ways that benefited themselves more then anybody else, and some people would pursue their own benefits even at the expense of others. Rather or not the people of Orrin-Wing would do that or not, she had no idea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-07-2012, 08:18:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda nodded wordlessly at the truth inherent in what she said. He wasn't dumb enough to believe even the threat of annihilation would bring Orrin-Wing to their senses and make them drop the research, not when they stood to make an impossibly huge profit. Sadly, if it worked the way, they planned, he could see millions of lives being saved by their new treatments, but he didn't see it working out that way. "They continue the research, either we stop them, Keller obliterates them, or they destroy themselves with whatever the cells yield. I'd hate to be working for them right now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 00:27:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded, simply continuing to walk alongside Kuroda and allowing him to lead the way while the two speculated on the future of that medical group. "Perhaps they still believe that the benefits outweigh the risks. In their world, Keller and destruction at their own hands aren't even variables right now." It was certainly something to keep in mind, using Orrin wing as bait to lure out the arbiters was something that Isabel was only speculating on right now, not anything that had been taken as actual action yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 19:57:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alicia dodged to the side as thesniper rifle shots flew at her. "Now tha's a bit o a dangerous toy ye got there Mista King." She joked idly. She then put her own beam saber away and moved a bit towards him firing the double barrel beam rifle mounted on the enforcers arm. This was just a "friendly" scuffle afte all so neither of them were going all out and she knew it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 04:48:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few seconds of thought and walking in silence, Kuroda gave a shrug. "I don't think we're getting anywhere by trying to figure out their mindset. The only thing that matters is stopping their research and keeping Keller from getting his hands on it. What they do after that, so long as it doesn't involve more DG cells, I'm not worried about it," the commander said as if to disregard the whole thing. In the end, much like Isabel, he was a soldier, so it wasn't his place to question their motivation. He just had to step in when necessary and make sure as few innocent people got hurt as possible.<br><br>---<br><br>King moved his Gundam out of the way of the double-barreled blast with little effort thanks to the distance he had put between himself and his opponent, assuming Alicia hadn't planned for that shot to land, anyway. "There are more dangerous things than guns in this world," the Neo Australian mused, deciding next to try to take advantage of the Enforcer's turning speed by boosting in a spiral toward her, firing a shot every once in while as he circled her while moving in closer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 02:32:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel couldn't help but crack a tiny smile at the way that he had concluded the conversation so universally, and in a language that Isabel absolutely loved to speak, simplicity and objectivity in it's purest form. "I agree completely." With that she fell silent, walking without saying anything for a few moments before she glanced back at the mercenary leader, this time being the one to initiate the conversation since the last one had died off. "Is there anything else that you've noticed that we should be concerned about? Other then the DG incidents?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 07:26:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kuroda answered yet another question with a shrug, sliding his hands into his pockets and looking up at the forest canopy as they walked. "I spent part of the day trying to find signs of the Arbiters, and the rest dealing with Orrin-Wing and one of Shelby's old friends, so I didn't find much out. I'm hoping there won't be too many more seriously dangerous things for us to worry about though." The pilot smiled and looked sideways as Isabel, wondering if she would lighten up more if she stuck around his crew for a bit. "How about you? Anything to report?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-08-2012, 05:39:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel shook her head when he asked her if she had anything to report. "Nothing, unfortunately." Thank goodness she had her typical stale expression on, otherwise he may have noticed that something was indeed bugging her. Julian King had said something about some kind of war back on the colony, and she still hadn't said a word about it to Kuroda. Perhaps she was just waiting for more information to come up before she said anything, but she couldn't help but feel a small chill run down even her own battle hardened back when she thought about what he could have been referring to.<br><br>After all, one of Isabel's greatest fears was the unknown, and King had done a fantastic job of appearing mysterious with that ominous meeting in the station.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 08:20:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry to hear that," Kuroda replied, walking on in silence and leaving it at that. He still couldn't read the woman well enough to tell she had something on her mind, instead having to trust that she would say if she was experiencing any trepidation under that thick skin of hers, at least if it was on account of something that could end up applying to his entire crew. "We'll have to come at this search even harder tomorrow. If we can't find anyone in the colonies who have spotted the Arbiters, we can at least get the gear to track them down ourselves. I'm sure he's brought his whole team along, so he must have a fairly large ship, at least."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 22:51:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Isabel nodded in agreement with Kuroda's statement about the arbiters bringing their entire ship with them to Mars if they did come. "that would make sense. That also means that he has all of his resources with him, as well as his crew. That makes him a very powerful force to deal with, and one that we should approach with caution." She paused for a moment as she decided to bite back a statement that she knew Kuroda would not approve of, a statement about waiting until the Arbiters revealed themselves through their regular destructive means. After all, they weren't exactly well known for their subtlety.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mobile Fighter Legacy Gundam</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 21:15:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True. Let's just hope I'm wrong, and he's only brought along some of his men. Although there's no knowing that until we find out what he's even doing here in the first place," Kuroda conceded, acknowledging there was little they could do until they had some more clues about the pirates' whereabouts or actions. He started to direct their walk back toward the base hidden in a nearby small mountain, seeing that the sun was starting to get low. "You said you were going to work out before, right? Want to have a quick match? I'm curious to see what you can do, with all of your enhancements."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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