[b]Boringverse[/b]

Aaron worked on the ReGHOST and Throne Drei, installing the equipment which Flit had given him, in addition to attempting to find a way to integrate the helmet into the Gundam reliably. The ship had left port and the PLANTs behind some time ago, as Ali al-Saachez continued his brainwashing of young Shinn Asuka. At that moment, a loud thud echoed through the craft, prompting the Guild Tech to abandon his efforts for the moment, setting down the helmet, and rushing the [i]Nava-Hoe]/i]'s bridge.

"The hell was that?" Ali said

"On screen," was the engineers reply. The wall in front of him opened up, revealing a window in the void.

Or so it would have, we it not for the copious amounts of white fluid staining the windows. 

"Engage Space Wipers."

A mysterious liquid shot out, as massive wiping mechanisms cleaned the bridge windows. There was a loud screech as an object caught on to the wipers, being carried out of sight even as the fluid was cleaned off, restoring the view.

"...Looks like i've got to get that crap removed before it damages the equipment." Aaron muttered, donning a normal suit before exiting the craft through an airlock.

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Flit Asuno received a terrible premonition. A premonition of terrible, even.

He swiftly opened a direct line to the feed observing his personal office at the Daeadalus Base, where he observed two men invading the privacy of his personal sanctum.

"Azrael. Djibril. What are you two doing?" The two paused mid-action like deer caught in headlights. Azrael stood up, visibly sweating

"Ahh...Flit...We were...just investigating for suspicious activity and bugs?"

"...Get out. If you do anything like that again, I won't give a damn how useful you are to me."

Nodding eagerly, the blond man ran with his tail in between his legs.

"But not you, Djibril." The effeminate looking man stood up from where his knees had been bent on the floor. "You're not nearly useful enough for me to let you off the hook for this crap." The blue haired man stroked his chin thoughtfully, "I have just the solution." Djibril grabbed his skull, falling to his knees as Flit Asuno turned his X-Rounder psychic abilities against him, "Since you seem to enjoy being mounted, we'll make it so that you'll never be sexually attracted to anything that isn't a horse ever again."

As Djibril cried, already able to tell that it was true, Flit closed the connection, satisfied with the results of the conversation, the Vce Admiral returned to chillaxing.

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"The hell is that?" Ali said, as Aaron brought the mess that had hit his space windshield. He took it out in the mess, dumping it unceremoniously onto a table.

"A mess," Aaron replied.

The three men looked down, their gazes taking in Aaron's find.

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