"That depends on what you mean by love there Donna." Paul said as he breathed in deeply and looked across the table at her. "As far as I'm concerned I don't know you all that well enough to discuss my love life...not that it particularly matters at all. At this point you being my enemy seems unlikely after all you've helped us against a lot of enemies. However yeah...I do have loved ones. Captain Jason may not seem like it but he is not just my mentor but my best friend. Ever since I joined the military he...he's been there for me. He's done just as much for me as my own father did. He taught me how to be a proper soldier. He's given me orders since I was just a newbie in that cockpit I call a Gundam. Then there's the guys on this ship. Beta Leader is a good friend of mine. He's a true soldier willing to do what is needed to win. He's nearly died at least five times defending his country and his fellow soldiers. Williams and Axer have proven themselves able communications officers in their own right. I suppose we're friends though I don't see them much outside of work." Paul took a breath to access what else he could tell to Donna that wouldn't get to personal. Puru kept quiet waiting for Paul to respond.

"I also...use to have a friend that meant more to me than Jason...his name...his name is George Kyleson and he was born on Earth. He use to be my wingman and my brother. Ironically I use to live with him before we were soldiers. Our parents knew each other. He is the pilot of Aegis Gundam. He is no longer OMNI Enforcer. Want to know how close we are? Know that strange looking suit I use to pilot my Raigo? It's a ZAFT suit. Me and Kyleson raided a ZAFT facility and he gave the suit to me as a joke and a trophy of that day. Later he would be responsible for killing the pilot of Strike Gundam...among other things. Defected to ZAFT afterward. I war that suit because when I look him in the eyes I want him to see that I was the one who killed him. No other OMNI Officer wears a ZAFT space suit. So...that's my story. Got anything to say about it? That I shouldn't seek revenge? That I'm holding onto a grudge?" Paul said with sarcasm as he leaned back into his seat his eyes showing fatigue that wasn't there before...and a deep loathing of just mentioning the man's name.

"Hmph. It would seem every faction has capable warriors." Mask said to himself as the two went back and forth.
"Gentlemen," he began, "out honor is not at stake between us. All that matters is we fight for what we believe in. I believe in protecting earth, and I intend to return to do exactly that. What you fight for is what matters most, and when I die, I hope kabakali, the kuntala God of the Underworld will judge me accordingly." Mask said, his honor showing abit.

Donna thought about the strange pilot suit Paul wore when in combat. "I did not take notice on the suit." She replied. "I wear a helmet for additional protection and suits only for combat in space." The nobleborn pilot thought about grudges. "I would say the reason I fight is froma grudge as well." She related. "My father built the Sandrock so he can bring vengeance to the Falson family for killing my mother." She thought about Instructor W moving to the Lindemann residence when construction was forced to move to Earth. "The Instructor has always been there for me since I began my training as a Gundam pilot." It can be said he's the closest thing to a father-figure since her own father neglects her to ponder on revenge.

Jack regards Mask as he talks and chuckles. "I'll be content to just take as many ZAFT bastards down with me when it comes time. Course, I should consider myself fortunate that ZAFT's Ginn's use ballistic weaponry more widespreadly than beam weaponry, makes just walking into the lot of them much easier than having to play Dodge the Bullets like Flags do." Leading the way onto the elevator up from engineering, Jack pulls out an MP3 device and some headphones, putting one in his ear and starting the music. "So, what's your impression of this weird world, Mask? You sense something off about it like the Newtypes?"

"Newtypes are a legend where I come from, but it doesn't take a psychic to realize something is up. I rely on data," he said pointing at his mask. "These museum pieces can still pack a punch, but I can predict how they move, and what they will do. I suppose in a way, it's like being a new type. The closest person to being a new type I know of would be the grade skipper." He said.
"So, the technology of your world, how are bullets ineffective? Some kind of beam armor?"

"Then it seems you and I have more in common then I initially suspected..." Paul said with a chuckle. "Strange how we can be from two entirely different places and yet have so many similarities...like our mobile suits both being 'gundam' types. It seems to be a recurring theme in all of this." Paul said as suddenly he looked up to see a officer of Lance Sargent rank standing above the three of them. "Lieutenant sir! Captain Jason orders you come to the meeting room as soon as possible. Puru and Miss Donna you are also invited if you so wish to come." said the soldier as Paul stood up and looked at him.

"Very well then...I was in the middle of a conversation but then again leaving the Captain with Mystery Pilot A is not something I cherish either." Paul said as he noticed Nena Trinity walking in the Cafeteria and sitting down nearby as she more or less slammed her face down on table either out of boredom or she was just tired. His newtype senses told him she wasn't tired. "Well Donna if you're not coming along then I'll leave you and Puru here. After I'm done with the Captain I'll be going to see Stella in the med bay along with the wounded soldiers from our ground team." Paul said before getting up and walking away as Puru looked over to Donna her feet moving back and forth. "So uh where do you wanna go?" Puru asked unsure about what she should say or do.

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"Honor? What does honor have to do with this Mask? I grew up in a place where the world was shit and space was just slightly better. With all due respect buddy your god or gods didn't do much for me. It was shoot or be shot." Witz commented bluntly as Graham glared at him. "Honor is paramount for any warrior Gundam. Surely you of all people piloting a machine like that can understand that people have to have a reason to fight. Be it for themselves or others there is no greater love in life than fighting for one's own desire." Graham said as Witz raised an eyebrow at him. "Are you mentally insane or are you just one of those kind of weirdos?" Witz asked Graham who simply smiled. "I suppose I'm insane because I'm certainly not a weirdo. I simply choose to fight for my beliefs and stand on my own two feet like any man should. I don't know about you but I'm glad to fight anyone who is even remotely skilled." Graham said to him as he turned to the other two who had started to converse but before he could say anything one of Yuri's men came up and told them to get a move on out of the hanger so they could do their work.

Jack shook his head. "Nah, our Phase Shift armor, though I'm not entirely sure how it works. Something about using electricity to make solid body impacts pointless, like bullets." Hitting the button to start up the elevator, he pauses the music and turns to the two pickering pilots. "Honor only applies when your opponent believes in the same thing. So rather than sit here and have a god damned philosophical debate, let's just have a good time." He returns his attention to Mask with a shake of his head. "I take it you don't have technology like that?"

Donna agreed with Paul. "That is eerily true." She expressed her agreement. "We both may pilot Gundams, but the technologies are different."
As Paul was called to the meeting room, the aristocrat thought about what to do. "I think we should go see the new pilots?" She said to Puru. "We need to know more about them before we start working as teams and I am also interested." She thought about how she trusts Puru, since they are on the same side and children are innocent, right? "Then I think visit the Instructor to see how he is doing at the hangar." She got up and grabbed her cup, empty of water. She placed it close to the kitchen and walked out towards the meeting room.

"Without respect for yourself and your opponent how can you expect to get anywhere? How did you ever get to the rank of lieutenant without knowing that Lieutenant Jack." Graham countered to Jack as he walked up to him as suddenly a sharp whistle came down from across the room. "Look you twits you need to all stop arguing about shit and get out of the god damn hanger. And I'd do well not to mention too much about our tech to the likes of strangers Jameson. Just because you're a 'lieutenant' doesn't mean you get the right to talk about the tech specs on our suits. If you're forgetting OUR Lieutenant runs the same systems and you just met the Masked Wonder of the World over here a hour or two ago. Now get your asses off the docking bay. If Chief Engineer Yuri needs you all he'd tell ya." came SIGMA's Leaders third squad mate as he was followed up by their commander himself. The man then stated it wasn't a question but a statement. Witz went up to SIGMA Leader who had to stop a his soldier from pulling a hand gun on him. "What gives you the right to tell us what to do?" Witz demanded angrily while maintaining a calm appearance. "Our ship. Our rules. You don't want to leave you suits then go and sit in them until we reach Mariemaia's Compound. Then you leave or whatever. Do I need to get Lieutenant Lyons to talk to your chief? Thought so now come on let's leave our miniature engineer genius to his work." SIGMA Leader said bluntly as he turned on his heels to leave the room.

Graham Aker grabbed Witz by the shoulder and shook his head, "Don't bother trying to argue with them. I've sworn alliegence to their Captain and his second in command ruthlessly killed an ally who turned traitor. Don't underestimate their resolve to do what they will. No on on this ship is weak willed. It's not worth the trouble of fighting with them. Better to let them have their own way. Granted not everyone on here is like them. Their actual Lieutenant is a bit of a hardass but he means well. He also fights well too. Unfortunately we didn't see much of him in this fight. There's a girl named Donna who's pretty smart and there's an man named Instructor something in the hanger somewhere. Not sure where but he's ok too. Quiet fellow. A man named Gabriel is here too...if he survived the battle we left him at...The Captain is a great man as well. Noble and honest but he's cunning as well." Graham explained to Witz and inadvertently Mask as Witz took Graham's hand off him and said it was duly noted before leaving the hanger.

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"Uh alright sure I guess. But shouldn't we go check on that Stella girl Paul visits? She's still in the medbay with Doctor Wilbur. I'd go to see her myself later but Doctor Wilbur says I'm too hyper and should eat less candy. I haven't eaten candy in days that doesn't even make any sense? How can I stop eating something that I haven't had? I don't think he'd mind if you were with me. Besides I'm sure the soldiers who got injured in the battle would appreciate it as well." Puru confessed and stated to Donna as she got up from her seat after Paul had left and sat on the edge of the table moving her legs back and forth before the cook told her to move her rear end off the table. After apologizing she got back on her feet and moved back and forth on her heels.

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Paul knocked on the door to the meeting room and the soldiers next to him nodded and saluted to him. "At ease gentlemen." Paul commented to the men professionally and politely. Jason's voice came next and it was clearly tired and heavy as if he was personally just getting done reading some bad news. Which as everyone knew was the best news you could possibly ever receive...well humor had to come from somewhere in this backwards place he was in. "Come in please." Jason said as the door opened to reveal the new pilot in front of them. "Why hello there Lieutenant. I was hoping you'd be joining us." the pilot said as he or she looked at him through their green helmet. The visor was darkened yellow so it was hard to read the face of the pilot. Jason's hat was placed on the long table and he simply look like he was about to pass out. But upon seeing his long time friend he perked up and smiled. "There you are Lieutenant Black Star. Glad to see you here. Come sit down next to me we have much to discuss." Jason stated to Paul as the pilot smoothly walked over and sat back in a random chair as Paul came in and sat back down next to Jason. "So...you're the one responsible for beating down that rogue newtype pilot? I have to thank you for that. That suit was dangerous or so I'm told. I heard the radio chatter before I turned off my suit. I wish I could hav-" Paul said as the new pilot laughed and Paul raised and eyebrow. What was so funny about this.

"Well your certainly a bunch of military operators indeed. You all are so stuck on formality that it's rather funny. But I like praise so thank you anyway Lieutenant. Your captain has already informed me of the details regarding the situation and what not so don't worry I don't want to hear the same stuff over again." the pilot said with a smile...or at least that's what Paul assumed was a smile that damn visor was in the way. "May I ask why you have your pilot helmet still on?" Paul asked the pilot as (s)he laughed a bit harder. "Because I want to it add to the mysterious new person angle. Though I must ask: Are you an innovade Lieutenant?" the pilot asked Paul who raised his eyebrows. He had heard of the general concept from Saturnalia before...well...he shot her and from the basic description it sounded like they were newtypes like Puru. "No as a matter of fact I'm not." Paul said as the innovade shook his or her head in disappointment. "That's a shame because I can sense that you're not an ordinary man are you Lieutenant?" Paul didn't answer the question and the pilot was about to ask another question before the door opened and in came a very indignant Nena Trinity. "Who the fuck are you A-Law? Take off your helmet and show me your face!" Nena growled as the soldiers went to grab Nena before the new pilot simply told her to buzz off and learn some manners.

"Miss Nena please calm yourself. You're welcome to come to the meeting but not if you act like a thug. Have a sense of grace." Jason said calmly as he waved off the guards. The new pilot wasn't all to pleased but sighed. "Well I suppose if you're going to let her stay I may as well grant her request. Don't say I'm not a generous person." the pilot said with sass as the pilot reached around to the sides of the helmet and pulled it off. The pilot had somewhat feminine features and sported strange purple eyes. "My name is Hiling Care and I am indeed a member of the A-Laws organization. I have no quarrel with you Celestial Being Pilot Nena Trinity. Now calm yourself before I shut you up myself. I will not be talked down to by the likes of you. And as for you Captain Jason Hiyan...you and Lieutenant Black Star can call me Hiling if you would like to do so."

Donna gave a thought on Puru's thoughts. Since she hasn't interacted with Stella for the past couple of days, she should be polite to visit her. "Let us go to the medical bay then." She answered to the request. "I suppose I should speak to her too and the wounded soldiers." She can't give a proper opinion of Stella as they rarely interacted, justified by her frequent appearance in the medical bay as opposed to the battlefield. It would be a good chance to speak to her more and give a proper decision. Later she can meets the new pilots, Mariemeia's or the Sundown's. She hand-gestured Puru to follow her out before the girl creates new trouble without someone's supervision.

Puru looked to the left and whistled and it soon became abundantly clear that she had no idea where she was going. However lucky for her a tired looking Williams walked down the hall and she ran up to the tired Comms Officer. "Williams can you please bring us to the med bay really quick? I know it's late and all and you want to go to bed but we'd like to say good night to Stella before anyone heads to bed or whatever." said Puru to Williams as she looked at Puru with a dour expression then to Donna and her eyes shouted 'I am way to tired for this' but she sighed. "Fine fine but you may not see Doctor Wilbur. He's tending to the prisoners in the brig and left one of his aides to watch over Stella and our ground team's injured. Jason...Captain Jason doesn't want to have our prisoners bleeding out like pigs and Wilbur is a much quicker and effective doctor than his aides." Williams said slowly as she rubbed her eyes and looked back towards James Axer. "Tell Baker I'll be back soon." Williams said as she turned around and started to lead them down the hall way. "I'd say good job on your work out there Donna but I don't think you'd really care for my opinion all too much. After all I'm just the bridge bunny. Well for what it's worth Puru, and Donna I'm glad you came back safe." Williams said as she got on the elevator and looked at the two of them.. "Not sure if you heard but those guys we killed? They're saying they are Earth Feds except that guy in the weird funnel suit thing. He's not saying much in fact he's utterly silent according to Wilbur." Williams confessed to the two of them as Puru nodded. "I...I think I sensed that same presence on the ship. I just don't sense Gabriel though...Is he gone like Saturnalia?"

Donna shook her head. "Please do not say that." She replied to Williams. "Having positive opinion from someone regardless of status is a good thing." So the rumours of their enemies being Earth soldiers are true, even with the strange Mobile Suits. She can't give a proper comment on it. Although it pains to think of what happened to Gabriel. "Excuse me, is Gabriel alive?" She tried to ask optimistically. The new presence Puru claims on the ship maybe from the new pilot. She had to ask more about their abilities and how they find each other in some sort of exclusive club, but to go to the medical bay is first. "Will you be able to take us to the medical bay?" She asked Williams.

Williams looked over to her new crew mates as she sighed deeply. "My guess? Gabriel is dead. We'd have heard from a man like him by now. He's either dead, defected, or his machine is fucked. Either way Jason's orders are to get on with it. I don't like it but I'm not the elite Captain who served for over fifteen years and is renown as the best captain of his era. We don't question The Captain we just follow his orders. I may not have known Gabriel all that well but at the end of the day...he was a good man and good men deserve a good send off not left to burn in slag." Williams said with tired eyes as she looked at Donna and then to Puru who frowned and nodde quietly. "He was a nice guy wasn't he?" asked Puru as she looked up to Donna. The door opened soon after however and Williams said to keep moving. In the the medical bay a group of soldiers in battle armor were laying around. Lucky enough none of them seemed to have had really bad wounds. The enemy must've been too focused on the Daggers to properly handle the ground team.

Through the bay of faces Williams went up to the aide nearby and saluted her before asking her where Stella was. After a moment the aide brought them into a secluded room in the back. Stella crouched in bed and her arms were wrapped around her legs. "All of this...is wrong..." She muttered as she bit her lip. "Heya Stella! You doin' alright? Have you seen Lieutenant Lyons recently?" Puru asked with her usual cheery demeanor however it was clear that she wasn't completely into it as usual. "Huh....oh Puru...and...Donna I believe I heard your name was? It's nice to see you both thank you for visiting me." Stella said bowing her head as Puru went up to her and grabbed her hand. "You doin' alright? You going to be able to pilot your suit again?" Puru asked as Stella innocently glanced at Puru and smiled warmly and grinned. "I'm doing ok. I don't want to pilot my gundam unless i have to though. I don't like hurting people." Stella said simply as Williams grabbed Donna's shoulder. "You need me for anything else? If not then I'm going to bed. The night crew is taking over in full now."

She was unused to this sort of atmosphere.

Reve had taken the hand offered to her only to escape possible pursuit, preparing for any measure of situations that may come. She had prepped herself for slavery, perhaps being sold, or even those houses that cater to certain types of individuals but not this. Almost immediately after following the woman, she realized the woman was someone of importance, but the string of kids following her made almost no sense. In her bewilderment she could do naught but protest weakly as she was whisked away for a bath, and given a clean white dress instead of her usual shorts and shirt combo.

She was fed, given a place to stay in and made to entertain the other children; something she would have never done on her own, or would have even tolerated. It took three days of that to realize she herself was being treated as if she was one of the kids, though she oddly did not mind as much as she thought she would.

It cannot last forever, she reminded herself then. And when the shooting started, those words again repeated in her mind.



Reve stifled her scream just in time, gritting her teeth as she writhed on the floor in pain. It felt as if every nerve in her body was on fire, pulsing with every beat of her heart. The sound of her own feet clattering on the floor echoed hollowly in the room, before the worst of the pain went away, and she was finally able to do more than just clutch herself on the floor. Thankfully no one had come in during her nap, and saw her wake up screaming. Humans were quick to seize on one's weaknesses after all.

Unzipping the pilot suit, she reached inside the sundress she wore inside, and pulled out the small canister of pills. Last two pills... How long have I been here? She herself wasn't sure, but since she had already finished two canisters of pills, it was quite a while since she first came in.

There was a last canister of pills on Exia, which should last for quite a bit, but there was no telling how long she would still be in this idiotic place.

Donna hid her disappointment to the news. "I see." She could only comment. Puru's mature response got her surprised, expecting a more negative response. Remembering how the girl got some strange abilities, she may have already came to terms with the death. "Yes, he was a good man." She remarked. "I hope he can find some peace."
Upon entering the medical bay and following Williams, she found Stella, doing somehow well. "Hello Stella." She greeted. "I share your sentiments in the refusal to fight." She wondered if she's forced to fight, as her personality was hardly that of a soldier.
Donna turned back to Williams. "That is all for today." She smiled to Williams. "Thank you." The Gundam pilot looked at her leave for the night.

Jack was of the same opinion as Witz, but he didn't voice it. Using Lyons as a threat? That's just fucking low. These guys are our allies and if we want them to stay that way, the last thing we want to do is antagonize them. But of course, no one cares. With a mental sigh, he steps up. "Let the man at least blow steam, Graham. For bein' allies, we sure aren't acting it." Hitting the button to the elevator, he gets it heading up to a floor away from the engineering area. "So, we want food or briefing first, lads?"

The familar voice of Grant Nimitz popped up after having been missing from the battle. He was not in a battle uniform but his civilian clothes that consisted of a black jacket and jeans. He walked up to the group and nodded at them. "You know guys I'd head to the food hall but before you do I gotta say I can't blame SIGMA. They're strangers in a ship that they joined not moments before we got here and they aren't happy with the new people on a classified military ship. Just thought I'd put that out there. SIGMA team is tired and unlike my Alpha Team they have little tolerance for new people. A soldier's first duty is to the people then to his ship after all." Grant said as he passed by on the way to his own dagger past the large group of people. "Well that came out of nowhere...regardless he's right let's get something to settle our stomachs then we can talk about whatever we need to. I'd personally like to hear some of your war stories guys. I'm always a sucker for a good fight." Graham said as he proceeded to lead the way regardless of where the others went. Witz followed without saying anything. If anything he was not all too happy to be here now that he knew what the people were like. However he was joined in suit by a group of uniformed men from Mariemaia's Army all in blue and it made a eerie contrast to the uniforms of the OMNI Soldiers and the Mariemaia's Army both of which shared colors.

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Williams walked away quickly as she made her way through the medbay after giving a good night to the people there in the room. In the room Puru took a seat in a chair that was placed near Stella's bed as she looked up at Donna. "I'm glad you think like me Donna. Sting tells me that I'm too naive and that I should get more into our battles. They have to shout me into action. That man called Angelo wasn't any better. The people there were not right. They're not like my friend Shin. They were more interested in their own jobs then finding a way back to...where they came from. It's still so weird having people from different time lines don't you think? I mean...how many others are here like us? How many are different? I'd like to meet the nice people here. People like my captain." Stella stated as she looked up at Donna with childish eyes. Puru smiled and chuckled to her. "I know what the feels like. I want to find my friend named Judau. Judau is a kind person who helped me before. I like Judau a lot. I mean when I'm around him I feel all tingly. Not just because of that newtype thing people have been going on about though. It's weird and I don't really understand but I know I need to find him again. Hopefully we can find my other friends and we can work together. Do you got anyone like that Donna?"

Donna squatted so she's about the same eye-level as the two girls with her. "It turns out there can be some people similar, but aren't." She responded to Stella. "We are allied with Mariemeia, who should be defeated in my own world." There was also the case of a faster Mars colonisation in Naina's world.
The noblewoman gave a thought on the people that can help them. "I do not know them directly but I was supposed to meet other pilots that pilot the other Gundam models in Warsaw before waking up here. One of them is the son of Relena Peacecraft and Major Heero Yuy." She shared some of her knowledge. The German woman also remembered what Naina said before on Katherine and her twin-brother. "Maybe Naina's allies can help too? I do not know how to tell them the news of her death though. I hope they will not blame it on us."

"I suppose there can be a lot of similar people out there too. Good people..." Stella said quietly as she looked back at Donna without much trace of emotion. She was simply there and she wasn't sure how exactly she had come here just like many of the others. Except where other could at least fight she had been confined to a bed. She also didn't like fighting which was exactly what she had been forced to do her entire life. Or at least that's what she said to Doctor Wilbur. It was her job to fight for OMNI and that's what she would always do in her mind. "I don't know who Naina is...however I don't think her allies should hold it against you if you didn't hurt her. If she didn't with you then it's not your fault. The Commander once told me that death happens on the battlefield and you must deal with it." Stella said simply as Puru looked at her with a confused frown. "What? Stella you can't be so heartless. They'll miss their friend. I didn't known Naina but she helped me and Graham out. Saturnalia too but...she's not here anymore. But yeah of course we should at least tell Naina's allies that she is no longer with us. It's the right thing too do. If Judau was dead then I'd want to know." Puru said as suddenly Stella spoke up once again this time with some slightly more emotional tone, "We shouldn't be fighting at all...but if someone threatens us...if someone tries to hurt us...I won't let them. I'll fight with Lieutenant Black Star. I'll fight for Captain Jason just like my Commander. If you'll have me then I'll do what I can for you Puru. And you too Miss. Don't count me as a liability like Sting used too." Stella quipped as Puru moved over and hugged her. "Hey don't worry about it! We'll fight for you! If you don't like to fight you shouldn't need too! I don't like to fight but I will until I find Judau and until I repay you guys for helping me against Glemy. Besides there's good people here." Puru said as Stella looked wide eyed and confused at Puru.

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Paul looked down at the green haired girl(?) looking up at at him. He was only slightly taller than him but from what Paul could feel...she wasn't a normal human. It didn't help she had purplish eyes. The likely chances of running into a human with those color eyes were slim to none. She felt like Saturnalia, like Reve, like Nena Trinity. All three of them seemed to feel like Puru except...different. Where Puru was like him except more static and less natural these three felt natural but fake at the same time. Like they were made from the same cloth so to speak. Regardless he couldn't help but feel uneasy as he looked at Hiling and she looked at him back with a sly grin on her face for some reason. It was as if she was happy to see him why who knows. Maybe she could-

"Lieutenant! Please come and sit down I want to talk to you and Miss Hiling privately if you will." Jason said simply and calmly as he looked over at his two companions. He felt uneasy around Hiling as he gave him one of those bad feelings he got when he was around bad people. But...she hadn't given him a reason not to trust her. Hiling simply nodded and walked her way over back to her seat and Paul went to his usual one that was next to Jason's. "What is it that you want Captain? Orders?" Paul said to his Captain professionally. Not completely surprising to Jason who knows his student and long time friend though he couldn't help but wonder why he wasn't more vocal. Surely had been told who the people were who they had fought if not deduced what they were on his own. Jason Hiyan didn't raise no foolish pilot after all. "I'd like to offer my services to you Lieutenant as a pilot until we find the rest of the A-Laws." Hiling said to Paul as he suddenly turned back to her. He was confused at why she had said this flat out. And why to him? Then it hit him in the face just as soon as Jason's words came out of his mouth, "I forgot to mention Miss Hiling has agreed to join us and is excited to see how the other pilots here are. She also had some...particular warnings about the Celestial Being Pilots here. Though I'll tell you later about those comments I'd like to inform you officially that we have lost Gabriel. Though we can't confirm his death, and we're already moving out towards Mariemaia's base so any attempts to go back would be unwise, I don't think he could possibly be alive" Jason said as he turned to the screen and radio'd the bridge to put the footage on the screen in the Meeting Room. When the battle showed up on screen.

WIP

"NO!"

The shot rang out, but the assassin remained alive; unconscious, but alive. The princess' hands held hers, pulling firmly away so the muzzle of the pistol was not aiming at the assassin. She couldn't hear what the princess murmured over and over again, but she put the pistol down and dropped it on the floor, feeling the warmth of the princess as she enveloped Reve in her embrace.

"..what is..."



She gasped awake.

Reve held her head, as if to stem the pounding behind her temple. It still hurts like hell everywhere, but the headache she had was like two industrial drills crushing her head. Standing up shakily, she went out of her room, and towards the medbay. At the very least she should get painkillers for her headache. That was if the medbay officer didn't try to poison her with another medicine entirely.

Composing herself, she went into the medbay. "Give me some painkillers. I have a headache."