Nielson labs a lead researcher in plavsky particle research their studies in it have lead to quite a few discoveries and innovations. Though it was also more recently premier school for up and coming gunpla fighters. Accepting only the best and with aide from some of the best in the field made it on equal terms with the Gunpla academy. Quickly vying for spot of best gunpla school made it a force to reckon with being ran Nils Nielson the former "samurai boy" gave it that much more of a presence. In terms of pilots some of the greatest has walked away from its halls. While it cant boast to have once taught the meijin it has lead many people to the championship and once taught two champions as well. Nils Nielson sighed as he sat at a large desk his white lab coat drapped on a nearby coat hanger. While he admit he loved his job and all that it entails he could honestly deal without the sorting of applicants for the academy. It seemed like this year though he had a promising batch of students hopefully their time in the academy would prove fruitful to them. With a clear goal in his mind he made a announcement over the intercom. "All potential students please head to the auditorium where your exam awaits you that is all." He said repeating the same statement a few more times before shutting it off and leaning back to see how things turn out.

Sachi sighed as she leaned back in the auditorium seats her long flowing blonde hair and black ribbons twitching seemingly with a mind of its own giving her the impression of being a rabbit from far away. Still as she leaned back she gripped the box that hailed her gunpla tightly it was finally time to show that she could be more than what people saw her as. Her blue destiny wasn't all that special beyond a addition of a bazooka however it was more than enough. Though it has seen her through many a junior tournament and she was positive it would see her through this exam as well.

Kanoko's ears perked at the announcement and she picked up the case, a relatively simple one that she had made with plenty of padding and protection for her Gunpla whenever she needed to take some on the road. In this case, it was sectioned out for two suits and their accessories, with her backpack currently stuffed with some extra clothes and supplies. They did say this was going to be a longer stay at Nielsen Labs than any other Gunpla camp that she had been to previously.

Ruffling her carrot-colored hair, the well-built college student made her way to the auditorium, passing by those who had already enrolled or were simply touring; she couldn't believe her luck when she heard that she had been selected for the lab's entrance exam, but had spent several weeks pondering which suits to bring.

To that end, she had a mildly dressed-up Zephyranthes Full Vernier, and a Sinanju Stein she had painstakingly taken hours upon hours to refine. Per the rules, of course.

Stepping inside the auditorium, she found herself a little too thankful that it was almost empty save a few others. The idea of the exams still made her nervous. Making her way down towards the front, she spotted Sachi, waving at the blond-haired girl. "Hey. I suppose you're here for the Nielsen Labs exams, too? Mind if I take a seat?" Kanoko gestured to the seat beside the shorter girl, a friendly grin across her cheeks.

Cassandra sat in the hall waiting for the Exam to start, giving a light yawn as the different time zone was totally screwing with her system. But she was still more alert enough to take part in the exam when it starts.

Her gaze drifted about the hall, the walls decorated with the image of note worthy graduates, and replicas of their more well known GUnpla. She stopped when she got to her mothers little section of the wall, and the replica they had of her Viper Gundam and Starlight Radiance Exia. She snerked a bit, Cassandra knew for a FACT people absolutely HATED when her mom whipped out the Viper, so she was a little surprised to see it.

Cassandra looked that the case she had. It containing Gundam Bael, and the criminally under rated Gundam Legilis, and kinda wondered if she really had what it took to get into the school. Sure, she'd learned to build and battle from her Champion mother, but, she was here out of spite, not necessarily 'a love of Gunpla', like the others here. She just wanted to prove her asshole father wrong really.

The auditorium doors were kicked open by a blonde european woman with bandages around her chest and short shorts on. "Yare Yare Daze... why do i even need to take this thing. Plenty good as it is." Complained the girl, turning her baseball cap around backwards. Taking a seat, the girl put her legs up, woundwort in a tube on the side of her leg. A loud crack came from the girl's mouth as she popped her gum. "Alright samurai boy, when the hell are we starting?" she asked.

Justin gave a small grin upon hearing the announcement and picked up a relatively decent case that held both a Xamel and a customized Cherudim SAGA, along with any accessories that the two may need. He also had a backpack that carried another case along with his painting gear. This case held one of his most prized Gunpla: an RX-78 NT-1 that he's had ever since he first got into Gunpla. The rest of the stuff he had was in another backpack.

Along the way to the auditorium, he began thinking about what he might have to face and what strategies he should employ, looking around as he walked. Occasionally, his glance went to the case in his hand, gazing at the Cherudim SAGA and Xamel.

Upon arriving at the auditorium, he glanced around, noting the presence of a few students. Not wishing to cause any issue, he quietly sat at a table that was empty, so as not to disturb any of the others.

“Anyone who wishes to step up for the entrance exam please step up.” A different voice said upon the intercom. It was clear to those hearing it that the voice was bored and was just doing it because he had to and sounded like he had a lot better things to do than do this.

Without letting anyone else stand up, Jess got out of the seat and walked up. “So, let’s get this on the road.” said jessica as she walked up to the pilot booth. She placed the container on the launch section, the tube opening and revealing the titan painted woundwort. “Let’s entertain you.” the girl said waiting now for the battle to start.

“If you are ready please be warned this will be set on damage level set to C and the field Plains” the voice called once more in the same droll tone though it carried a soft hint of annoyance at the “children” he was being forced to babysit. As that was said the field materialized a large open plain with no place to hide or things to use to the advantage. Rather it was rather flat minus the hills in the distance. As soon as it was done materializing a line of Barzam in AEUG colors came out their rifles preparing to fire.

The woundwort was standing in the middle of the open field, staring down the Barzam opposing her. Having long range capacity with the beam rifle, the girl would wait for them to start moving before pushing the Woundwort into the air. As the 5 barzam began to close in, she targeted one and aimed the long range beam rifle. Pulling the trigger so to speak, she unleashed the hell that was the woundworts long rifle. A massive purple beam erupted from the barrel, the beam tearing up the ground as it raced towards and evaporated one of the barzams. Letting the rifle cool off a bit, the heat dissipation blades on the sides began glowing red with heat, the woundwort taking evasive action that looked more akin to dancing than anything, letting the suits close in.

The Barzams took the loss of one of their numbers in stride as they continued their charge letting out powerful beam shots in tandem with others 2 fired than the other 2 and so forth. A tactic that would be deadly in larger numbers sadly their meager amount limited the amount they were doing. Though slowly more came out one by one more groups of 5 coming out till their numbers was overwhelming their same tactic carrying along with the others. Their beam rifle bound to overwhelm a shield and cause a temporary waiver to fields due to the constant barrage of shots.

The first four were easy to dodge but as their numbers increased it was becoming annoying. Leaving the ground once more, she jumped up into the air, holding out the shield as another volley of fifteen or so shot at her, the i field activating and bending the shots around her suit, slinging back around and impacting a number of the barzams. Plunging downwards, she detached the secondary unit from her arm, the unit floating around and the hand forming, beams firing off the fingertips and cutting through the barzams in large numbers, the i field redirecting shots in bound, dodging enough to keep the shields up.

Letting the lose of the suits they changed tactics forming a single file as they charged forward forming a white, blue and red swarm in a singular line charging towards the woundwort. Letting none of the deaths stop them singular in purpose as they continued their charge forward. The ones in front taking the shots as the ones behind stayed safe. As they did this they continued their volley it was traditional horde tactics sending in numbers against an overwhelming enemy.

The girl saw the single file and she merely sighed at this. Of Course they would lessen the blows against the rearward ones by using the forward suits as a shield against her beam. That was unless she negated the stacking all together. Taking aim once more and aiming a bit downwards, she fired and jumped a bit, the angling on the beam as she moved upwards carving the head unit and upper torsos of the barzams clean from them in a cleansing beam. The move decimated the line and wiped them out, leaving exploding suits in its wake.
“I thought i was getting a fight, not a practice in patience for you!” called out Jess annoyedly, this having been nothing.

As if answering her question a beam saber came in a downward slice from behind her. As bright green eyes flashed in the smoke before it vanished again. As the remaining Barzams stopped their frontal charge rather resorting to guerilla tactics going in for shots before retreating. As they were doing this she was being pestered by a fast flurry of beam saber attacks from a unknown suit.

The i field protected her from the beam sword long enough for the girl to move away from the suit. Finding herself on the defensive, the girl got annoyed rather massively. Guerrilla tactics abound, she growled. Charging the beam rifle, she began to fire and spun around, destroying the remaining barzams and leaving her to face this suit alone. Taking several hits to her i field, the girl finally got the beat of the suit fighting her, able to not quite match it, but have good enough guesses to start dodging. “Quit hiding in the mist! Have you no honor that you’d claim a victory like a coward!” she growled out over the comms while holding off the suit.

“Titans has no pride to begin with!” A voice called out as a image appeared in revealing a staticy image of Quattro Bajeena. As the Hyaku Shiki revealed itself in its glory its gold plating gleaming in the sun its Mega Bazooka launcher aimed and fired at the woundwort.

The wwound wort saw the mega bazooka and aimed the long beam rifle back at it. Firing at roughly the same time, the two beams collided in the middle of them, a massive explosion creating a crater that enveloped most of the battlefield. “Right, because you had so much honor when you helped Zeon gain power, win battles and let them not only drop a colony on earth, but let them use fucking G3 gas on a colony full of innocent people, fellow Spacenoids, what would your father think of you CASAVAL?!” she cried out, emerging from the smoke and clashing her heat blade with the shiki’s beam saber, in a struggle of power with the man.

“I would like to first ask for forgiveness my actions was never just driven by revenge and in the end lead to the deaths of many a good person. BUT I stand here today as a redemption a way to seek forgiveness That is my answer!” He called out as he kicked the woundwort solidly in the stomach.

The woundwort flew backwards, but transformed to lessen the blow of the kick. “Redemption? There is no redemption for a man like you! Billions of lives lay on your hands char! Saying i’m sorry doesn’t bring back the dead, set their spirits to rest. Owning up to it only means you’re ready to take responsibility for your actions and face the consequences.” She said as the beam rifle took aim at the nearly point blank shiki now. “So face the music and die already Char!” Jess called out as she discharged the buster rifle like beam at him.

“You need to understand humanity is dragged down by this cradle called earth so I must fight on!” he exclaimed pointing his beam rifle in the direction of the woundwort and started firing just as the buster rifle let out a shot at him. Before deftly stepping to the side the beam from the buster rifle grazing the hyaku shiki leaving a gouge in the chest but relatively unharmed.

The I field defended the woundwort as the shots bent around the suit. The MA transforming back into an MS, the girl thrusting at him. “That doesn’t give you the right to choose who lives and dies! That sort of thinking is what killed your father! The way you act is exactly how the Zabi’s went about gaining power and controlling Zeon! You claim redemption but act exactly as they did those years ago char, who are you fooling? Yourself? “ she asked and charge him, maneuvering far more fluidly now.

With nary a word the hyaku shiki fired beam shots from its rifle at the woundwort trying to hit it as it dodged and weaved between the shots. Before long it took out its beam saber and started to chase after it with its speed pushing the max as the you can see the thrusters strain from how hard it was being pushed. As it grabbed its beam saber and threw it like a javelin piercing the back of the woundwort’s waverider mode.

The Woundwort purged the back pod and spun as the shiki was chasing it, giving enough time for her to bring the rifle down clean through the Shiki, cutting it clean in half. “Good fight char, rest easy.” she said, letting her momentum die off by using her sword to dig into the ground, slowing down the woundwort down and letting the two halves of the shiki fly off and explode.

“Match over please head to the auditorium and await the results.” the voice said over the intercom a bit spitefully maybe he should kick it up a notch in difficulty? It was what those little blights deserved after all what good did they do after all beyond have some supposed talent with gunpla.

“Tch, still not done. Don’t throw prototype shit at me and expect it to hold up, even char wouldn’t lose to me.” Said the girl, collecting her suit, noticing the damage to the rear pod. This angered her not quite irrationally, but enough to want to hit the guy. "Fucking scumbag." Jessica growled and looked at the other students. "Asshole has damage set to A." She responded before taking a seat back down.

Cassandra just rolled her eyes at the complaint about the damage to her suit that one rather loud girl took. "if your gonna whine about minor damage like that, hate to see how you handle real damage." she though as the loud girl returned to her seat.

“Next prospect please stand up and enter the arena” the voice drolled on waiting for the next snot nosed brat who thinks they are all that.

Cassandra stood up and walked toward the battle system, walking right past her mothers display as she did, giving it a small glance “Wish me luck mom” she thought as she passed it and stepped up to the machine, first setting her GP base, but pausing a moment at her Gunpla case. Did she wanna show off with Legilis? What with how AGE is shit on everyone's reaction to her beating ass with it could be amusing. ”No, save the showboating for latter ‘The King’ needs his due first.” She thought as she pulled Bael from it’s case and set it in ready position.

“If you are done stalling we can get ready with this examination or are you getting chicken feet?” The proctor called out in his dull drab voice that seemed to carry a mocking tone to it. “The field is space and damage level is C if you got a problem leave if not launch I am not payed to watch over indecisive brats.” He said harshly his tone dull and scathing.

Cassandra already didn’t like this guy, but as he spoke she tied her hair back to keep it out of her face while she fought, and in doing so uncovered the patch on the back of the leather jacket she was wearing. Celestial Being’s unmistakable emblem, with a serpent, a viper to the more keen eyed coiled around it. “Yeah, take the train wheels off, and bump it up to A, then keep quiet. I’ve no time to listen to the whining of the ‘janitor’.” She snapped back, as she launched, sending Bael through the tunnel and into space.

Once in space she charged forward, her prey coming into range, Ginn’s apparently. She didn’t bother with any kind of taunt, she just dodged as the ones equipped with long range guns opened fire on her, returning fire once they were in range of the Bael’s wing mounted cannons, which is also the same time she drew steel to bare against the Ginns.

She was ten total kills deep into the battle when she noticed something strange. The Ginn’s wheren't ‘fighting back’ like she expected, this was a bit off putting, she was expecting more from this school, but at the same time she stayed alert and on guard as she fought. Keeping are actions per kill to a minimum, only sparing a slight twist of her blades when she stabbed the Ginns cockpit. Not because she knew an ace was coming if the prior match was anything to go off, but this ‘phase’ felt off.

She fought one though, ten turned to fifteen, then twenty, then twenty five, and before she knew she’d hit thirty kills, with little more then scratched paint to show for it and a growing level of irritation. They still weren't fighting back like she thought they should, and she was starting the wonder if the dick head at the control was just going to throw trash at her till she was too tired to fight by the time she hit thirty five kills.

“STOP THIS POINTLESS FIGHTING!” A voice yelled out in the distance as the freedom gundam appeared in the distance and fired off its beam cannons at once. Clearing the debris from the fallen remnants of the Ginns. “VIOLENCE NEVER SOLVED ANYTHING WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THIS?!!” The voice called in as the freedom gundam came coming barreling at high speeds firing off the beam rifle all the way after the most recent barrage of its cannons.

Cassandra pulled back, letting the barrage obliterate what would have been kill number thirty seven, and then again when The Freedom took a few quick shots at her Gundam with the Beam Rifle, and continued dodging as the idiot at the controls just kept firing. She didn't’ say anything at first, she knew who the supposed “ace” she got saddled with was. “Really … I get you? What? Where all the other AI Aces taking a shit or something? or maybe a nap?” She said, her tone absolutely dripping with a mocking contempt for the “Ace” she had to fight. “Run along little hypocrite, there's no plot armor to save your third rate ass here!!” Her movements switch from defensive to offensive, now closing the gap between Bael and The Freedom, weaving though The Freedoms fire, and firing back with her own cannons.

Her where less ‘chaotic’ though, as she was apply one of her mother tricks of forcing the enemy to be where you want, when you want. So her shots were slightly staggered, using one shot to set up for the second to hit, while keeping the first shot aimed as things like the cockpit and weapons.

Rather than dodging the shots the freedom rather used the shield to take the brunt of the shots the damage leaving a clear marking on the shield but it held strong still. It charged forward its wings spread out its eyes gleaming through the resulting smoke. It had a singular target and it was clear to see that despite things it would take a lot more to deal with it than sniping at it from afar.

Cassandra fired off a couple more rounds from the Bael’s Cannons as she closed the gap, the way the Gundam was leaned into its charge suggested Cassandra was charging in blind like Kira was, even going so far as to have sheathed on of her blades to sell she was going in for a single strike with the intent of ending it right then and there.

Cassandra had a different plan though, and if anyone there actually knew her, they’d know just how much she hated Kira, and that there was no way she’d end this quickly.

With a sudden halt the freedom stopped and fired the beam cannons again at such a close distance. Even if they managed to dodge they would get hit in the long run as due to the close range there was little chance that they would manage to get free from the blast range in time. With that the freedom prepared another burst of its weapons though that brief opening when it was charging leaving it open for a brief moment.

Cassandra acted quickly, getting clear of ‘ground zero’ and making sure the damage she did take was only superficial, as it’s easier to fix the armor then it is the inner frame. Impressively Bael was still off balance when she opened back up with Bael’s cannons. “Might wanna trade those ‘flashlights’ in for a real gun, or maybe they should kick you off that thing and put some one with a brain behind the controls if that’s the best you can do.” she taunted as the thud of her cannons kept up, targeting, basically anything on The Freedom, as she resumed trying to get closer.

Without a response it forgone its beam spam and started to attack the bael with the beam sabers its singular drive and focus giving it a clarity of sorts as the skill of the freedom suddenly increased greatly as it started to gauge the bael with it its strikes caging it in before flipping and launching a singular beam shot at the head. Leaving a mark though as it was doing this it took the hits that was fired from the bael.

Cassandra suddenly found herself on the back foot of sorts, Kira having suddenly gotten ‘smarter’ “I see the ‘Janitor’ is petty on top of a dick.”, leaving her little choice but to block and parry The Freedoms beam sabers, and when it flipped back and leveled the rifle at her she pretty much knew where he was aiming given the angle and just tilted the head down and to the side a bit so the beam struck the armor and not anything as vital as the optics. It still left a mark and took a bit out of the V-Fin on the right.

Unfortunately for Kira, he wasn’t far enough away when he shot, “Cute asshole” She snapped, Bael responding with brief flicker of red in it eyes as it lurched forward, grabbed the Freedom by the forearm and just jerked back, tearing it from the elbow, rifle still attached and tossed it a side like so much garbage. “But if your gonna do damage, make it count.”

With little warning a large silverish shadow descended before the freedom jumped back into it revealing the large meteor unit. With that done A large sweeping beam blade came crashing upon the Bael giving it little time to react before it met with the armor of the shoulder cleaving through it and a bit of the bicep armor in the process. Continuing the assault another one came in from the side aiming to sever its torso in a single swing.

Cassandra purged what was left of the shoulder armor, and took quick stock of the shoulder itself, a little blacked but otherwise fine, Still first the V-Fin, now the shoulder. Kira might be a third rate pilot, but now he was wasting her time with repairs after this. “Ya know what. I could probably beat you with out this.” She said, an air of cruelty to her tone. Bael’s eye turning a bright red as she spoke “But I’d rather not have to spend too much time replacing the armor on my beloved Bael.” That cruelty turning mocking as Bael suddenly started moving and reacting significantly faster, weaving around Kira attacks with way less effort than before. “So I’m going to end this now.” Firing directly into the Meteor’s thruster intakes while she moved in, redrawing her sheathed blade.

Kira naturally moved to dodge and strike with the Anti Ship Beam Sword, but Bael was just to much faster now, so has he brought it around Cassandra was already past the Beam Blade, but still had to block the actual arm of the Meteor, which she did with her swords, right before she cleaved the Meteor’s arm off just about down to where it attached to the Freedom. Kira then tried to counter with the Plasma cannons on the Freedom it self but he had a bad angle on her and did little more then get Bael to back off for a moment, before Cassandra buried both sword to the hilt in the Meteors thrusters, causing it to explode and force the Freedom to eject.

It was in that moment Cassandra descended on Kira with a great fury, putting a couple shots directly in the Freedoms main thruster, crippling it’s mobility before closing the gap completely a cleaving the Freedoms shoulders off at the joint, as well as its rail cannons. Kira did try to bring the Plasma cannons to bare on her in on final attempt to win, but Cassandra just cut those off as they deployed.

Cassandra stopped a moment, and sheathed her swords, then grabbed the cripple Gundam by the chest, tore the cockpit hatch off, as well as part of the cockpit, exposing the pilot. “No amount of plot armor can save you here. This is a battleground for real warriors not half assed, hypocritical idealists.” she snapped, then delivered a single punch to what was left of the cockpit area.

“BATTLE OVER” the system chimed.

With the battle over, and Bael collected, she returned to her seat, with about as many words as she'd used when she got up to take her exam.

“Right… sure, next one come up.” Said the guy running the test, bored and even the page turning of a book or something as he apparently was this disinterested in their attempts.

With nary a word a Sachi walked up she could care less about what the proctor does or think it mattered little he wasn’t a judge just the test giver afterall. Taking great care she inserted her GP base and placed her blue destiny at the ready. No matter what happened she would face this with a calm mind and to the best of her abilities no matter what may happen.

“Field Random:Texas. Battle Start.” said the A.I. signaling she was able to launch, the inside of a giant tubular colony, somewhat desert/savanna themed appearing at the end of the tunnel for the girl to see.

Launching the blue destiny she took a careful approach the two large smg’s in its hans at the ready as she hid behind a building waiting for the incoming fire. No matter what happened she was prepared for what may happen she would win that she would make sure of. “I know not what schemes may happen but I need to find a vantage point.” She muttered to herself the eyes of the blue destiny gleaming in response as she surveyed the field.

The small city was amidst a desert, not much in the way of cover or vantage points. However, the limited cover began to evaporate as missiles began to rain down from above, hitting buildings and exploding them apart, eating cover as the rain of fire began close in on the girl’s position.

FLying back sachi cursed under her breath tch it seems they got a bombardment set up oh well this made things more interesting. Taking aim she took a general location of where the came fire came from and let loose the smgs the flying bullets easily piercing through the buildings as she was running and gunning and rolling from cover to cover.

As Sachi came around the corner of a building, she found herself face to face with a gyan shield which knocked into the blue Destiny suit, sending her backwards with another series of missiles launching from the shield at the blue destiny. Behind it, there were four more.

“I’ll break those prized shields of yours” Sachi said smirking as she looked at the gyans that she was fighting taking one of the smgs she aimed at the head of the one who knocked her back and let loose

The Gyan wasn’t prepared and dropped down as it got shredded. The others all fired missile barrages at the Blue destiny unit, some hundred missiles starting to rain down once more.

Taking the shield she held it up to block it easily blocking a good majority of the missiles the rest being able to be dodged and with that despite a few blackened marks she was relatively unharmed. Putting away the smgs she took out the bazooka that was slung on the rear waist and with the gyan shield still in grasp took aim and fired her own bombardment using the remaining missiles in the shield as well.

Two more gyans suffered from the explosions, grunt suits were just this, grunts and fodder. This left two gyans remaining, each picking up a shield on an arm and both having the beam rapiers. The two split up and began to flank the Blue destiny, one heading left behind a cluster of buildings, the one going right and pressuring the blue destiny, using the shields to soak up damage as it closed in.

Emptying the bazooka sachi threw it in the direction of the gyan before shooting it causing it to explode. Still gripping the stolen shield she prepared for the last one her eyes sharp and ready for any attack that may come in her path. Taking out one of her beam sabers she gripped it tightly as she prepared for the oncoming attack.

The Gyan used the shield to absorb the explosion and then threw it away after it was melted. Drawing a beam rapier, the Gyan went in on the blue destiny, dashing forwards with a rapier, but leaving open its chest.

With nary a thought she stabbed the beam saber through the charging gyan before pulling downward causing it to explode in the process. With a singular view Sachi charged using her shield as a battering ram going through the ruin debris the beam saber still gripped firmly in the hand.

Breaking through the building, the Blue destiny saw the gyan collapse, the original gundam standing there. A picture popped up in the corner of her screen, amuro appearing. “You there, what are you doing? You’re not an enemy too, are you? Your suit doesn’t seem zeonic.” he said.

“So you are the supposed white devil that Zeon fears” Sachi said a bit of surprise in her voice she had prepared for the worse she did not however expect Amuro fucking Ray to be one of her enemies. Dropping the gyan shield she decided to play around a bit “This is the RX-79BD-1 Otherwise known as the blue destiny unit 1” She responded as she kept her beam saber gripped in her hands a seemingly open stance that invited attack but in actuality she was prepared the thrusters was warmed and ready to get her out of a tight spot plus she has yet to use the vulcans and the chest missiles should the need arise.

“Rx Series, you must be federation then!” he called out, seemingly happy to see an ally or at least what one might call an ally. “Good, have you seen a man in a red mobile suit? Zaku II, Char? I heard he was around he-” Amuro was saying, but that ‘noise’ that a newtype would hear when sensing another. “What? Couldn’t be…” said Amuro as the colony began to get rather foggy. “Colonies shouldn’t be foggy like this, did they do something to the ventilation systems?”

“Gas?” Sachi said aloud. Looking at the fogging of the colony. “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK don't tell me it's this scenario from the one year war!” She screamed in her head as she prayed to whatever gods that was listening she did not end up having to fight the white devil of the earth federation.

“It’s some sort of gas… Zeon didn’t…” Amuro said before twisting around, sensing something else. “PURU?” he called out before the tip of a beam javelin erupted from the torso, killing him instantly. Walking towards the Blue Destiny unit was a unit with a red set of eyes, golden light starting to emanate from it. A growl of a female voice rang through her cockpit. “GUNDAMU!”

“FOR FUCKS SAKE REALLY!” Sachi yelled out as she back pedaled away from the banshee. “Thank god I said no to funnels.” She quietly thanked herself as she prepared for the banshees charge towards her. “Really wish I still had my bazooka right now” Sachi muttered to herself as she took her smg and started firing at the banshee.

The banshee dashed to the right and Sachi really got to see the transformation, the entirety of the psychoframe open up, shining brilliantly as the face flipped out and the unicorn split to the elaborate v fin. “Gundam! Gundam is the enemy!” she called out, dashing forwards now and extending the claw in a blind rage, on a collision course with the Blue Destiny and the building behind it.

Resigning herself to the fate that befallen her Sachi looked up once more her eyes hardened Marida was a person that held a close place someone who she held dearly but… She would not let this ruin her chance “I WILL NOT FALL HERE!” She yelled her beam saber gripped in both hands as she met the banshee’s charge the point of the beam saber aiming towards the black and gold unit. “I am no Banagher but I will fight just as hard!” She said as she faked the banshee out and kicked it up into the air following it up with a rising shoulder tackle.

The girl could hear marida grunt in pain as the g forces on her were rough. The banshee burst hard with its backpack, firing wildly with the beam cannon. Repeatedly crying out over the comms in a mindless rage. “Gundam, gundam!” The claw reached down and began to attempt to slash at the thrusters, clipping one and sending the pair spiraling.

“Field change begin.” The A.I. announced as the colony began to vent atmosphere.

Cursing her fate as the vacuum of space started to seep through and with one of thrusters clipped she would be unable to fight as she would it would become a duel from here on out it seemed. With beam saber in hand she took a stance similar to that of a fencer and charged. Now was not the time for fancy tactics it was going to be an all out brawl.

The banshee landed the NTD began to glow a deep red with golden specks, signalling that she was losing it fully. Moving at a breakneck pace, the banshee closed the distance with a surprising swiftness, grappling the arm of the blue destiny that was holding the beam saber, starting to ragdoll the suit through buildings.

Having no choice the lenses on the blue destiny started changing color losing their greenish hint as it turned a baleful red. EXAM mode was activated and with the sudden reveal of more thrusters she was able to push back the banshee and with her second beam saber launched it into the chest of the suit before kicking it away the suit had suffered a lot of chipped paint and the overall arm and upper body was heavily scratched but in the end it could count as superficial.

The beam shot up and made a severe gash, even exposing some of the cockpit. Getting some distance in between them, the Banshee purged the beam cannon and drew a beam sword. Charging again, the pair began going back and forth, beam sword for beam sword with the claw actually catching the beam saber at some points.

This was no longer just a fight it was becoming more and more feral as time passed. Each becoming more heavy handed with their attacks as they traded blows beam saber beam saber and so forth. With a stabbing motion towards the chest Sachi grinned as she practically saw how the banshee would react as she used her other hand and slammed it with brute force on the claw rendering it useless. Beyond that though the damage actually jammed it making it near impossible to jettison off.

The hand for the banshee was crumpled at this point, her left arm just being used as a bludgeoning weapon, the banshee looking more and more desperate as the fight went on, the red psychoframe slowly turning purple. “DIE GUNDAM!” the girl cried out in desperation, the psychoframe turning red with renewed vigor as the banshee lost its left arm, the right one carrying the saber starting to push the blue destiny back, but the frame began to turn purple once more, slowly changing color as the banshee fought its heart out.

A grin forming on her face Sachi decided to pull off some less than “honored” tactics she slammed the blue destiny’s head against the banshee’s disorienting it with it tiring Sachi charged grabbing the beam sabers and thrusting it into the chest and slashed outward disarming the suit. Seeing as it still was standing albeit shakily she kicked the suit once more in the chest before placing all output into one beam saber and charged forward and with a flash she deactivated it as the resulting suit was cut down. As the fight ended Sachi panted as she sweated heavily something about that fight was different but it wasn't something to major just struck her as odd.

As the battle was ending, the instructor ignored some odd readings with the A.I. units, Sachi’s battle station flashed briefly a mint green as she seemed to hear the faintest of whispers. “Arigato…” in marida’s voice, the station fading as it was as of course done by the instructor, to be level A damage, the banshee itself fading into light as the unit disappeared.

"If the next challanger is ready step up or forfiet and leave.” The voice called waiting for the next person to come up his patience nearing its end but it mattered little to him. Soon his part in this would be over or so he hoped. “Look the field is space difficult C when your ready go.” He said once more as the field appeared from the plavsky particles as GM type C came into view their guns at the ready.

“I’ll step up, you impatient dick. Geez...for a proctor of the most impressive Gunpla school besides the academy, you’re a piece of work,” Kanoko sighed, opening up her gunpla case to reveal her units of choice. Taking out the white visage of the Sinanju Stein, she made her way to the exam station, placing her GP base down with the Sinanju on top.”

“Field: Space. Model Damage Type, Set to C. Are you ready?”

A customized control scheme popped up for Kanoko, the beefy girl cracking her knuckles before wrapping them around the joysticks. “Sorry, did a little tinkering and set the base’s control system to something a little more...traditional. I didn’t like the original setup. Now, Kanoko, in the Sinanju Stein, launching!”

The enormous thrusters on the back of the suit opened up with a howl as her high-mobility prototype tore out of the launch bay, the monoeye showing her the void of space...with an innumerable amount of GM Type C’s. Grinning widely, her fingers tapped away at the controls on the joysticks, the Sinanju reaching back to its backskirt and grabbing the bazooka attachment before mating it with the rifle. Screaming forward into the fray, she blasted upwards at incredible speed as a massive bombardment of beams erupted towards her, lancing the black sky with bright flashes of megaparticles.

A number of GMs roared towards her, spraying at the Stein with a barrage of small beams from their beam spray guns, which she dodged almost effortlessly with quick side-to-side boosts, returning their volley with well-aimed blasts of her own. The GM closest to her was gored by one of her golden beams before exploding, flinching as the core block was immediately destroyed. The second one rushing through the cloud of debris managed to draw its beam saber before it too was ripped in half, a third and fourth following as their comrade exploded.

“Man, you guys are persistent…” Kanoko mused before she parried the third and stabbed it with the beam saber hidden in the Sinanju’s right wrist, slicing clean through its torso before throwing the corpse at the fourth. The head vulcans rumbled with a staccato of fire as they ripped through the back of the third GM and rippled across the fourth’s torso, disabling it as she shoved the two floating junk heaps aside to delve into the fray. Her suit left a blazing trail of light as her thruster pack burned heavily, the enormous bells swiveling left and right as she dodged and wove through the amassed formation of GMs.

The massed produced mobile suits were almost no match for her psycoframe prototype, her fingers running across the throttles and control with practiced efficiency as she made the mobile suit dance across the void of space. Explosions devoid of sound bloomed around her while floating hunks of crippled machinery bumped and crashed, strewn about by the fury of her assault. The bazooka belched its fire once or twice at particularly troublesome suits, but she saved the most powerful of her armaments for the last. She had but five shots in her hidden trump card, and wasting them on a bunch of mooks would be a tragedy.

It didn’t take too long for her to be surrounded, however, and as she placed the beam rifle on the Stein’s back skirt to prevent its loss, she was engulfed in a writhing mass of mobile suits that were trying to cripple the unit by destroying its joints point blank. Feeling the mass of the GMs pulling at her unit’s arms and legs, Kanoko grunted in annoyance. “You just won’t stop, will you?”

She licked her lips, gripping the controls and ramming them forward. “Well then, I guess I’ll have make you stop, PERMANENTLY!” The Sinanju’s monstrous engines and reactor roared with fury before she whirled the mass of GMs around, breaking the right and left arms free enough to activate the beam sabers in the wrist. Bright, pink streams of energy poured from the tonfas and ripped into the mass of gathered GMs, carving canyons into the metal chassis and streaming molten rivulets across the vastness of space.

Screaming out of the mass of butchered GM Type Cs, Kanoko floored the throttles again as she ran headfirst into the battle force of Federation mobile suits, using her beam sabers to carve a massive path of destruction through the forces, GMs falling before her energy blade like trees against a typhoon. There were still many, many more that were falling to fill the gaps that she had created, the vacuous pores which were scattered with clouds of wrecked machinery, but as her Sinanju blazed across the battlefield, it mattered quite not.

In this case, the humble GM really was fodder. In the hands of an incompetent pilot, they were worse than tanks.

As the GMS fell a white gleam appeared in the vacum of space its pure white body showing a star contrast on the inky blackness of space. With careful aim of hte beam magnum in its hand the revealed unicorn let lose a single shot towards the sinanju stein.

The telltale violet and crimson flash of the beam magnum reached her eyes long before the impact, Kanoko deftly pouring the power on before darting out of the beam’s path. Turning to face her opponent, she grinned wolfishly, gripping onto the controls before shoving the throttles and pedals forward. “Is that you, Banagher?! How’re you gonna activate NTD-mode if I’m not a newtype?!”

Her own gleaming white suit burned through space, leaving its signature blazing trail as she approached the Unicorn Gundam, raising a beam tonfa again at its seemingly innocuous visage. “BRING IT ON!”

Catching the incoming beam tonfa with a beam saber the unicorn pushed the sinanju back before letting lose with the vulcans of on the unicorn gundam and once more with the beam magnum letting it lose towards teh stomach of the sinanju stein.

Utilizing the massive reaction speed of the suit, she jammed the thrusters sideways and managed-just barely-to avoid the blast of the beam magnum, the vulcan fire having caught her off guard as the Unicorn’s head flashed with fire from the muzzles. Gathering her wits, she pressed her attack, swapping out her bazooka for the grenade launcher as she whipped the beam rifle around. “So it’s gonna be like that, eh? Still can’t aim worth a shit, even in a sim! No wonder you let them all down, you couldn’t even be assed to learn how to fire your weapons properly!”

She let off a few rapid blasts from her high-powered beam rifle before following it up with a grenade, rushing towards the Unicorn with her shield up for a ram. The booster cowls flared and she roared forward, the Sinanju streaking towards the Unicorn like white lightning.

Reacting appropritly the unicorn quickly managed to dodge the beam fire and meeting the charge with its own its beam saber swung back as it charged towards the sinanju.

Tossing her rifle away, the grenades spent, Kanoko ejected the beam saber out from its tonfa holder, grabbing it before returning the charge in full force, colliding with the Unicorn Gundam in a clash of brilliant energy. Bolts of Minovsky lightning erupted around the pair of gleaming mobile suits, painting their armor in a dazzling rainbow of colors as the blades fought against one another for dominance. Shoving herself up against the activated Unicorn, its red visage filling her screen, she snarled with excitement, pressing the Sinanju Stein’s head in closer. “Look at you, with your fancy Newtype Destroyer! How’s it working out for you? You can’t control jack shit if the person isn’t using the Psycoframe! No space magic is going to save you here, Banagher Links, and I’m going to show you what the Sinanju can do in the hands of a real pilot!”

She stabbed the shield forward and unlocked her trump card: a mega beam cannon, much like the one used in the Armed Armors, the emitter charging dangerously. “You know how you tried to get me point blank with your beam magnum? Well, I hope you like the heat….”

The display pinged at her, telling Kanoko that the cannon was charged. “Because you ain’t getting out of THIS kitchen unscathed!” Pulling the trigger, she watched as her vision was filled with the light of a gigawatt laser searing through space, her smile maniacal as she began to sweep the shield in, intent on melting the Unicorn in half.

With little chance to react the unicorn took the hit unable to do much more the unicorn gundam shot once more removing the arm of the sinanju stein before the match ended. A final attempt before its death one could say.

Both suits were engulfed in a massive explosion from the force of both beams nearly colliding, the announcer calling “Battle Ended! Winner: Kanoko Tanegashi.” As she sighed heavily, her outfit slick with sweat, she looked at her damaged Sinanju, noting the damage level. The arm was shorn clean off, the joint melted and seared. Luckily she had replacements, and that was the most severe of its damage. On the other hand, the joints had been pulled and tugged at so incredibly hard that the Sinanju could barely stand on its own, its weapons scattered about, the armor pockmarked and streaked with charring from the intense beam battles. Part of the head was even blasted by slag from the Unicorn’s last beam magnum, giving it a magnificent similarity to the battle-damaged Sinanju ridden by the second coming of the Red comet.

“Set to A in the middle of battle...feh,” Kanoko fussed, picking up her gunpla and her GP base. Staring across the arena at the split Unicorn model and the remains of so many GMs, she chuckled a little, heading back towards the group. “Well, I think I passed. I was hoping to give you all just as good of a show! Seems like Banagher didn’t want to chat though.”

“Anyone who wishes to step up for the entrance exam please step up. Look you know the drill just hurry it up.” The voice said as the field already started to materialize showing a mountainous region. What wasn’t shown however was a group of 6 GM Snipers hiding in the mountains waiting for the enemy to show.
“Justin quietly stepped forward to the exam area, holding the customized Cherudim SAGA in hand. “I guess I’m up now.” he said as he set both his Gunpla and his GP base. Before the battle began, he took a moment to put the earbuds to his MP3 player in his ears and put on some music. “There.” he said, “Now I’m ready.” The moment the battle started, Justin took the time to use the Cherudim SAGA’s sensors to begin scanning for targets. It was at that moment that the fire of the GM Snipers began to rain down on the dark-colored mech. “Whoa!” Justin cried out as his Gunpla came under fire, “That’s just crazy!” He took a moment to focus, then began calculating where the fire was coming from. Quickly turning on the Holographic Sighting System of the Cherudim Saga, Justin took a moment before he pinpointed the direction where the fire was coming from. Once he had located the source of the fire, Justin sprang into action, drawing the 90mm long rifle and beginning to open fire on the GM Snipers, putting aimed bursts into the mountainside in an attempt to suppress their fire so he could get in close enough for his GN Assault Carbine to be useful. As he fired the bursts, he’d move the Cherudim SAGA from point of cover to point of cover, closing in on the mountainside as quickly as he could. The moment he arrived at the mountainside, Justin had the Cherudim SAGA switch from 90mm long rifle to GN Assault Carbine, then went to work at systematically locating each GM Sniper. Shots from the sniper rifles hit his armor, pinged off the shield on the shoulder, and kicked up dirt when they missed. “Gotcha now.” Justin said softly as he lined up on the first GM Sniper, then opened up with the GN Assault Carbine, shredding it with the pulses of energy, before the next one fell in his sights and met the same fate. Shots hit his suit’s armor as the remaining 4 GM Snipers began to focus in on his location. Justin tapped some commands in, making the suit stow its Assault Carbine and draw the twin GN Submachine Guns. “Time to close in.” he said softly. 75mm rounds, 90mm rounds, and beams rained down on the SAGA as Justin powered forward, opening fire with the twin SMGs, shredding one GM Sniper but not the other. As he passed by, Justin spun the suit around and riddled the GM Sniper’s back with beam fire until a shot bounced off the armor protecting the GN Drive. Without a word, Justin made his Gunpla stow its GN SMGs and charge forward at the first GM Sniper, drawing a GN Beam Saber at nearly the last moment and slicing it in half. The other one kept firing until it was finally silenced by the same GN beam saber ripping into its chest.

While it was unaware a Tallgeese came up from behind its dober gun aimed and with a two shots clipped the SAGAs shoulder and waist unit. Before it charged forward its beam saber at the read set on ramming it through the suit.

“Sunnuva!” Justin almost yelled as the twin dober gun shots clipped his suit’s shoulder and waist, “You have some nerve, buddy.” Almost as quickly, his suit’s thrusters fired up, taking him up and over his foe while he fired the rear-mounted GN missiles out of the container on his suit’s back. Once the missiles were away, Justin turned the suit to face his foe, drawing one GN SMG with the suit’s free hand and firing a storm of beams.

Using the shield to block the incoming beam shots it swapped its beam saber once more for the dober gun releasing three more precision shots at the units head. Not blinking as it dodged the missiles aimed at it with a ease of grace that was hard to find.

Justin barely had time to react as the trio of shots flew at his suit’s head. A quick command mere moments before impact and the GN field emitter in the small shield on his suit’s shoulder flared to life, creating a field that stopped the three shots cold. “Not gonna bring me down that easy.” Justin said with grim determination over an open comm, “You’re gonna have to work hard for that.” The GN Submachine Gun came up and fired again, this time as Justin began to strafe to the side in order to throw off his foe’s aim.

Keeping with the shield up it aimed up towards the mountains rather than the suit itself and watched as the boulders fell down on top of the SAGA due to the shots not taking any chances it than kept up its fire at the SAGA as it was forced to dodge the rocks it had one choice now dodge the rocks and take the hits or block the hits and take damage from the resulting landslide.

As his suit’s sensors warned him of both the landslide and enemy fire, Justin knew he had to react quickly. The Cherudim Saga moved away from the landslide as the fire from the dober gun started to impact on its armor. Justin grit his teeth as he had the Cherudim SAGA then fire off a volley of GN missiles from the missile pods in the front of its armor, several aimed to strike at the dober gun from the side in order to render it useless.

Dodging to the side the shield once more took the hits while it used it to block the incoming fire the beam saber once more found a way into its hand as the tip of the blade found purchase in the gn shield on the SAGA rendering it and the shoulder useless. Before following it up with another downward swing leaving it with little to no options but to dodge.

Justin felt a fury rising up within his psyche, one that he had never felt before. This machine, this SIMULATED pilot was getting the better of him. He tamped down the feeling as best as he could, then moved his damaged Gunpla to dodge the swing. Almost as if he were a machine, the damaged Cherudim SAGA slammed it’s own GN beam saber into the shoulder of the Tallgeese, then kicked the opposing machine away.

As if embodying the ideal of the perfect soldier it left little to chance as it holstered up the dober gun watching as the barrel landed once more on the ruined arm of the saga and loose a solid beam of energy rather than the shots it was taking before. After words to follow it up using the dober gun as a club it swung it at the SAGA’s head landing a solid blow before starting its barrage of shots once more.

The impact knocked Justin around in his simulated cockpit, opening up a gash on his left cheek. As a bit of blood flowed from the wound, Justin’s eyes narrowed in barely-restrained fury. “Trans-AM!!” he roared as the SAGA’s GN Drive powered up, the particles flowing around it giving it a pinkish-reddish hue. The SAGA’s GN Beam saber blade slammed into the barrel of the dober gun, cutting it off completely as Justin began to press the attack. The beam saber flashed several times, the first strike slicing off his foes left arm, the second taking the right, the third taking the head of the machine. Justin then stowed the beam saber and drew the Type D II heat sword, its blade superheating as he stabbed the sword through the cockpit of the Tallgeese in a finishing strike.

“Battle ended.” the announcer called, “Winner: Justin Acelin.” Justin took several deep breaths as he collected his Cherudim Saga, noting the damage to the head and shoulder. He had the spare parts to fix both, so he’d do so once he had the chance. A medic ran up and began working on cleaning up and bandaging the wound on his left cheek. “They seriously upped the damage from C to A in that fight.” Justin said softly as he looked over the remains of the 6 GM Snipers and the Tallgeese, “No wonder I got hurt. But it looks like I still managed to pull through. Hopefully that was enough to allow me to pass.” After the medic finished, he headed back to the group.

Cassandra watched the other fights. She'd already replaced the V-Fin on her Bael by the time the next 'ace' showed up, and ... concerns ... arose as the fights continued. With the exception of herself, no one else's Gunpla should have suffered any real damage. The Shinanju seemed to suffer the worst damage but every one here had to work on their Gunpla to some extent now.

That did not sit well with her, and after the final battle ended. "I demand an explanation." she said, standing, leaving her Bael partly tore down as she was checking the joints and frame as the other fights played out. "Barring my self, who actually asked for damage level A, every one else was told they'd be fighting with damage level C, yet every one here suffered damage only possible at level A. Care to explain the rather blatant lie. Or you going to try and say it's a 'glitch in the system', and expect we'd actually believe it." Cassandra was clearly mad about the lieing, but unlike her fight, here she was controlled, almost regal in how she was carrying her self.

"It's not a glitch...A glitch would've had a few more bits of data out of place. If the guy's a tech, he could easily change it mid-stream, especially if they developed the program," Kanoko mused, hearing Cassandra's words. She thankfully had spares, and the parts she could repair later, but it still irked her slightly that the Sinanju Stein had been crippled so readily in an exam. Swapping out the head for the original one and replacing all the joints with new ones, plus repairing the arm, she had the gunpla set on the little foldout table, making sure it was being cared for. "Still, annoyed. I could've made due with just-as-good parts that weren't primed for a show. Iegh, I thought they wanted to check quality and craftsmanship..."

"It was on purpose no glitch was involved." Sachi said which was more than likely true but it didnt bother her any if anything she was glad she used her blue destiny and despite the heavy scratches it took from the VN Nails it was still in a a good working order. Though in the battle something didnt click sure she would admit that the blue destiny was a great unit but that fight was different. Something didnt feel right and despite the haunting feeling that something was off the more she realized perhaps it was time to change. "I dont know about you guys but something felt off with my match it was more than just a response it was almost like I could feel the rage and fury from Marida I may also be going crazy but I could have sworn I heard her say thanks despite the fact the system should have been off." She said her voice dipping at the end as she put the blue destiny in the case she had with her/ though looking as he left it open one can clearly see a barbatos lupus built with its mace sword gleaming more so than the others showing that the plastic that was normally for the mace sword was plated or covered in a light metal. Though looking at the weapons in seprate parts you could see the same treatment was given to the other weapons such as the small maces and even the long sword and surprisingly the mace originally from the form 4 barbatos kit.

Jess sat and grumbled over the damage to her suit. "Sure as fuck wasn't the real char, i beat him." the girl grumbled, sanding smooth the putty she was putting down to seal up the damage to the rear pod of the woundwort. Clearly she didn't like the idea of being tricked like that and was going to sure as hell give whoever did that to her precious baby a piece of her mind.

Kanoko raised an eyebrow, chuckling a little. "Char is a great pilot, but he suffers the fate of being overhyped by his supporters. That, or maybe Amuro is ridiculously strong even for a protagonist. At the very least you didn't get an arm blown off! I gotta replace the whole joint and build new ones later."

Leaving her Stein for the moment, a twinkle caught her eye near Sachi's gear, and her eyes fell upon the chrome parts used on the Barbatos Lupus' weapons. Breathing in sharply, her dour expression turned gleeful before she approached, pointing at the Gundam Frame. "Hey, may I take a look at your Lupus? This is the first time I've ever seen someone plate weapons like that! Did you use a laser etcher or did you have a metal printer? I have a few metal parts in my Sinanju, but not where they..ah...should be. Mostly the verniers and thruster bells..."

"Something felt off about the Tallgeese I faced as well." Justin replied, "The pilot was too focused on tactics, too hellbent on trying to destroy the shoulder on my Cherudim SAGA, and that infuriated me to no end." As he spoke, Justin continued to work on the damaged Cherudim SAGA, carefully pulling apart the shoulder in order to replace the damaged joints and then working on the damage inflicted on the head module. "Well, it looks like we all came through." he said, "But I wonder if they'll have us undergo a second round because of the meddling."

"Ah sure go ahead" Sachi said with a smile as she was happy someone took interest in her Lupus a lot of work went into it and it was always nice to get praised for your hard work. "The pieces are made from the the standard plastic with some metal worked into it than covered with spray on chrome" She continued her voice full of pride after all not only was that extra step make the weapon more dangerous but it also gave it that extra touch that wasnt often seen on gunpla. "Just be careful with it please." She called out as she moved over so the other girl can see her work.

"Usually for this kind of stuff you have to have it commissioned...I made my own metal verniers, but that took a lot of time and some practice with a 3D metal printer. Even then, they're small and nowhere near as large of a project as this is...working with chrome is incredibly difficult and requires a lot of patience. You put it on a lot of the suit's weapons! If we ever go up against each other, I'm gonna have to play keep away," Kanoko joked, taking the sword gently in her hands and making sure not to smudge the finish. It was like a mirror, shined to perfection, to the point where she could see herself in the surface of the metal.

It was far more impressive than most metalwork she had seen in gunpla, and much better than even her own skills with metal. She was a little bit jealous! But that was always the case when faced with greatness.

Jessica saw the chromed weapons out if the corner of her eye and gave a huff. All the praise for fancy builds and shit. She wasnt a master builder or even close. This woundwort was part of a resin kit and part of the 1/100 3rd party kit that was released. She poured blood sweat and tears into this machine and it showed. Visible minor scratches and weathering from too many battles to count, but it wasnt as good looking quality as half the shit people were using. But it was her's and an extension of her. "All that fancy tech and building cant save your ass if you cant hit your target. Losing your shit against a unicorn unit isnt the aay to beat it. The only thing that saved your ass was exam." Called out jess to the chrome weaponed girl.

"And you only won cause you fought a neutered version of Char. Whats your point?" Cassandra said as she sat back down to finish her repairs, which thanks to her running a Gundam Frame, didn't any longer then it takes to snap replacement armor pieces in place.

"Besides, do you have any idea how hard it is to chrome plastic in general? It runs a pretty high risk of out right destroying the piece, even when you know what your doing." She added, leaning back in her seat, arms and legs crossed, Bael repaired and standing proud as if nothing had happened to it.