Renny

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

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Port-1 | Hall | Cafeteria
_{Sirius Free, Tessa Stride & Hanson Seuclid | @Phoenix347}

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Sirius fell into the seat across from Hanson, a cheeriness hanging around him. He didn't typically care one way or the other about the food; tasty as it was, but he was sincerely curious about this crimson standout. Bright red hair, blazing ambitious eyes, and a charming speck-of-something. A clue to a brazen path and mold for his boundless self. Though he still didn't grasp why that was so important... crucial even. Tessa painted a dashing visage of his amnesia touching his memory but not his soul. Said that his need for growth could possibly be lessons from his past-life.

"Four years? wow... must've been a huge headache--And wait! a whole year?" he blurted in disbelief.

Tessa smiled. The Corporal was indeed a brute, she decided. She brought her hand down on Sirius' crown; the scent of his woodsy shampoo fluttered up. She easily took the aroma in and fell into her usual hominess. "Well that was the plan. The proper protocol actually but I wasn't having too much of that, sure he's been pricked here and there but I kept it more or less... tamed." She glanced down at Sirius, who frowned at the mention of 'pricks'. "Was it that bad, Siri?"

A long thoughtful exhale left Sirius. "Didn't get really bad till they found out I was an Innovator. The stress-exercises; I hated those the most... The brain mapping thing was pretty cool though." He played with his food a little. "Still, I'm grateful for being up-and-at-em again. And meeting, Tessa too."

"Oh yeah," she agreed with mirth. "The brain-mapping was fun." Tessa had scanned the room before making her way over to Hanson. That was how she had spotted a few associates not too far from them. It was time to give, Sirius a bit of space and collect some in-house information on him. The stage was perfectly set, a rare coincidence that she couldn't miss out on. She ruffled Sirius' hair, taking in the scent again. "In short, Sir, no. I've heard hear-say about some of the methods for examination floating around the colonies, nasty things, but in Sirius' case we were mostly gentle. The most pain we caused him was mental and that just showed us how simple he is." Finally removing her hand, she thumbed her gaggle of associates. Their conversation a slow, muted, churn in the noise. "Gonna see if they know anything about anything. Some of these 'scientists' are just floaters."

Sirius leaned back and eyed the group suspiciously. "Yeah, sure. Meet'cha later, Tess."

Tessa smiled and tapped off towards the group.

Sirius twisted back around to Hanson, once again ignoring the feeling of something not being quite right with Tessa. Crossing his arms, he fell into the curve of his chair. "Truth be told those 'exams' were pretty harsh. But its the feeling of loneliness that really got me back then." He focused in on Hanson then, a question squeezing him closer to the table. "Y'know I heard its common but when I got into the seat of a mobile suit, it felt like something was calling me from my past." A soft smile pulled his lips. He seemed childishly giddy, his hands grasping something invisible hanging inside his palms. A short pause later and he was leaning into his seat again, a little-less giddy and a bit-more collected. "Like its ridiculous but I think its really neat to feel that way. Like 'something' is reaching through the past looking for me."

"So four years? were they fun?" he asked lighthearted.

Kingdom Hearts: Alternate Lights [Reboot]

I'm sorry for the late reply been tied up. But yeah, I'm down.

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

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Port-1 | Hall | Cafeteria
_{Sirius Free, Tessa Stride & Hanson Seuclid | @Phoenix347}

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Tessa was impressed. Not many could manage to make both a good and bad impression on her decisive little-brother. The combination of being both his bestfriend and handler had synched her up with his mental ticks and emotional cues. Hanson had basically sent mixed-signals to someone who saw most things in black and white. She wondered what the results of Sirius' untangling would be. She eyed the curtain of dark hair obscuring his profile. "He's a piece of work," she started. "Though, he's right. If you cherish something, you shouldn't call it useless."

Sirius let go of Tessa's shoulder, determined to make anti-gravity travel as effortless as the normal. He twisted a little in transit but found the opposite wall and shone a closed-lip smile. "I think you're both right," he said. "The past can be mostly ignored or even forgotten but its still there. Still shaping our futures. Just like my pendant shaping me, and me--some random pod from the past--experiencing and shaping the now... Effort is necessary for everything, even something as simple as moving down a stupid hall."

Tessa nodded, mostly enjoying the rare moments of growth that Sirius went through. They were sudden but innocent and often pure. Free of messy misconceptions and typically a piece of him given form. She watched him for an unfiltered moment; hardly struggling but putting visible effort into fixing his traversal. In the midst of this, her hands found her bag-strap and tightened. When does it get old? seeing him grow right before my eyes.

The two eventually made it to the cafeteria. Tessa apologized to an exiting woman, a Ableman by the looks of her. A giggle became muffled behind the pair as they continued on. While getting their food, Sirius spotted the Corporal and decided he would join him. There was an impression of comradery now; somewhere snuggled up and cool. "Sir, I don't know many people here; mind if we sit with you?"

A look of slight-confusion passed Tessa's face for a split-second. Her natural warmth returned shortly. She wasn't sure how she felt about the Corporal personally but the hear-say about him was brutal. Apparently the guy was a savage, war-loving, soldier from the Universal Century. If she let his venom seep into Sirius, it could create something ugly. On the other hand, Tessa was nearing the threshold for following him without it becoming a "overbearing" issue. The solution came to her moments after the mental-debate; this all lasted less then a second and that observation made her smile, it was a sly kind-of-smile hidden behind overwhelmingly kind eyes.

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

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Port-1 | Hall
_{Sirius Free & Hanson Seuclid | @Phoenix347}

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"That's right, Sir, that's exactly what he is. A kid and supremely in over his head. So please disregard my idiot brother," Tessa pleaded, a tightness to her words as she slapped Sirius' back again. Hoping he would finally get out of his mood.

It didn't register to Sirius that she had hit him again. In fact, he was far more entertained by the casual skill and offhanded childishness of The Corporal's gravity-free movement. It was fascinating and his curiosity had washed away the tension in his stance. He heard Tessa sigh something akin to relief a moment later. That snapped him back to what he had been feeling before, though now it was diluted by this new perception of the red soldier. He had to figure out a way to resolve the confusion inside himself and he figured the best option was to just be upfront.

Sirius snatched his flowing chain by the pendant haphazardly, losing his balance and beginning to spin in the hall. Tessa helped maintain his flailing, holding him sideways at first before righting him. She chuckled quietly, all the while griping for him to loosen up and stiffen out all at the same time. Once poised, Sirius latched a hand to Tessa's shoulder for balance before finding Hanson's bright eyes. He furrowed his brows, though a tentative smile lurked beneath his countenance. "No way! you can't have it-- Sir. And it's not a toy. Its important, I think... Besides, If I go down, this pretty thing goes down with me. I get the feeling its useless to anyone else."

He groaned thoughtfully, near hesitant.

Then smiled before stretching out his free hand. "Shake my hand, and you snapping at Tessa... well its space dust in my book... Sir. A-Also sorry for staring at you the way I did. The malice thing, y'know? It happens from time to time."

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

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Port-1 | Hall
_{Sirius Free & Hanson Seuclid | @Phoenix347}

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Following behind Tessa, staring near innocent at her small back, Sirius figured he was hardly hungry. Not enough to eat anyway. However, since they had established their bond, this was the way things had always gone between them. The older, smarter woman would make a decision and he would follow close behind. There was always a nagging sense of wanting her to be proud of him; it often fought with his carefree spirit.

Tessa's head turned just slightly in his direction and he felt her intensity again; that need to protect him. Like a heavy blanket laid over her and him. He fixed a smile on his face, aware of her eyes traveling to his. Words were formed in his mouth but stopped short of being spoken when an odd jolt ran through him, a sensory warning of incoming danger; than a sudden feeling of honed and hardened action.

"Tess, careful!" he shouted, catching her attention a bit too late.

She barely missed him. Sirius got the feeling that was partly due to her opposite's reflexes. Letting go of the propelling handle, Sirius reached out to stop himself. He landed a little short of being directly in front of Tessa but facing the man. In front of them stood, Hanson Seuclid; Corporal Seuclid actually. Mistaking that visage of fire was impossible.

Tessa was poised but visibly unhappy. She lowered her eyes and said, "Of course, Sir. Sorry, Sir."

A tad irritated, Sirius found himself hardening beneath the surface. He floated in the hall not with elegance or practice but with obvious effort, even still, there laid a pensive resolution on his face. A new defiance lurking behind his clear teal eyes. There was something about the very harsh vibes floating off the Corporal, as if his edge was constantly sharpening, ready to cut anyone who crossed his path. Honestly, the man felt dangerous in a subtle, tip-toe kind of way.

The whole hierarchy of the military was still soft to him. Tessa warned him just a few days ago that he would need to conform quick, to learn and adapt quick, but Sirius found that annoyingly tough. Even when he knew he should shut his mouth, his feelings would just rip it open and all those quiet yet immovable sentiments would fix themselves onto him. Like armor. The hall was but a short distance from the cafeteria, and yet it seemed pretty damn far at the moment.

Tessa flicked her gaze up and over Sirius' shoulder, aware of his ticks. She hit his shoulder with a twack! "Cut that out," she growl between her teeth. "Now!"

Sirius stood his ground, his necklace slowly shifting from out his shirt.

Digimon: Shattered Boundary

Not to be THAT guy but I'm being THAT guy.

Are we waiting on anyone? or is things just going slowww. I know things fizzle out sometimes but I want it to be known I'm trying to be active this time lol.

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

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Port-1 | Research Section

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He hardly understood what the ecstatic Tessa was attempting to explain to him. The schematics or maintenance upkeep of the Neodu was someone else's job. Yet she pushed the importance of 'understanding' harder than ever. The bulky computer which displayed intimate information of the modified Mobile Worker shone an offending blue. Tessa listed off certain areas of worry; areas that Sirius had for most part considered and got use to during his initial training. After awhile she leaned back into her chair and swiveled it towards him. "So that's just the basics. I'll have a huge manual ready for you to go over later, it'll have personal notes and other kinks I'll realize once I get a chance to look at the machine myself. A long pause occupied the space between them. She sighed then threw her pen at him for not replying quick enough.

Sirius moved his head to the side before chuckling. The pen sailed high through the air for a moment before falling. Tessa offered an apology to one of the others in the room. Leaning against the workstation he crossed his arms over his chest. A murmur of conversations were a constant in the research sectors. Being one of a few place with gravity, they were a hotspot for the scientist and off-duty mechanics. "I get it... kinda sorta. But you know I don't learn that way, I'm a hands-on kinda guy."

She readjusted the strap of her bag across her chest before preceding to log off her computer unit. "Hands-on... You'll be dead before you learn anything of use that way. Preparation is key. How many times do I have to tell you that?"

Tessa paused. "Relying on others is okay but you should learn what you can if at all possible."

Sirius knew she was right but it felt overwhelming sometimes, all he wanted to do was, live, breahte, and have fun. To explore the things around him with the Neodu; which was a new train of thought for him. Mobile Suits were a bright fascination and being in one had stirred something in him. "I know, I really do." He let a easy smile take over. "Just watch though, everything will be fine This is the path laid out for me."

"You choose your own path, Siri. Now let's go get some food."

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

Tessa Stride

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_{"Angels banished, have no choice but to become devils..." ♪}



Callsign:
Dreamer
Gender:
Female
Age:
26
Role:
Scientist of Vitus Space Colony
Origin:
Human from Alexandria Space Colony

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Personality: Approachable, Nurturing, Stubborn, Clever, Distrusting, Temperamental
Attire: Civilian clothes (above) White lab coat (when on duty)
History: Tessa was born on Alexandria to an old-fashioned farmer. She never knew her mother and didn't care too after a time. She was content to live her life working with her hands, helping her old-man provide for the other colonies. Afterall she had a gift with machines that seemed just right for her current situation. Every now and again, she would express a genuine interest in the workings of the colonies, the stars, and other obscure chemistries. An interest that hadn't escaped the notice of her sensible father. Wiping grim from his blistered knuckles, he posed the question of what she'd like to do with her life.

She paused in the midst of her work, and that was all the answer he needed, but he let her try to convince him that she was happy to toil away in the dirt. A grunt was all he replied and from there he begun to save up for her future. When she turned sixteen, he proposed she apprentice to one of the locals. This unassuming man was her first steps towards Vitus. He taught her alot about agriculture and from there introduced her to biotech and environmental sciences. He loaned her books, stacks of them and she devoured the knowledge like food. On her eighteenth birthday, quaint as it was, her father slid a nondescript envelop across the wooden table. He took a sip of blacken coffee and simply told her to "Dream big."

By the time she was twenty-two she had made her own contributions to the advancement of the colonies. Though they went down in history as group contributions. Two years later she would begin her studies into Advance Humans after dealing with her father's untimely death, at times treating the subjects more like machines than people. Because of the trauma associated with her father's death at the hands of a once-trusted neighbor, Tessa leaned heavily into a sense of self-reliance and distrust of others.

Two more years had softened Tessa's edge and left her wondering what she truly wanted out of life. It was the discovery of an Innovator on the moon that had sparked something inside. After having the amnesiac pushed on her and discovering the youth to be oddly magnetic and naïve, she decided to take the responsibility of his education onto herself. From there the two seemed to peel each other apart and formed a sister-brother bond in the span of six months. She hopes to protect him but fears that the world might take him away unjustly. With talks of presenting some of their patients to Side 3 for military inspection, Tessa's starting to feel that her worries are founded.
Skills: Keen Observer, Analytical, Abstract Artist, Hand to Hand Fighter, Mechanical Intuition
Items:

• Maintained Leather Holster
• Handgun

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

Sirius Free

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_{"The spirit of mankind is stronger than war!" ♪}


Callsign:
Glint
Gender:
Male
Age:
19
Role:
Enlistee of Vitus Space Colony, Retrieved from The Moon.
Origin:
Innovator Pod-Person found on The Moon.

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Personality: Kind, Simple-minded, Spirited, Fearless, Instinct-driven, Possessive (-), Ruthless (-)
Known Features: A GN-Drive replica pendant attached to his necklace. Partially luminescent eyes (not important).
Attire: Fairly simplistic clothes that calls back to an age of civility and elegance.
History: Unknowingly, Sirius was born in the Anno Domini era. At least that's what the Vitus scientist say. His first memories were of tremors, bright flashes in deep blackness, and a unisex voice. Distinctively he remembered the words "Free", "GN-Cloak", and "Innovator". "Free" especially though, it looped hazily in that urgent voice, even as it chirped off emergency routines, backup diagnostics, and odd requests. Dark red pop-ups filled his vision briefly before turning green. Before long the sound of pressured air jetting off screeched in a muffled kind-of scream. The word "Free" resounded again, clear when everything else was dulled. Then an explosion, bright white flames licking towards him and pushing him away all at once. A great force pulled at his consciousness and that made everything dizzy. Before long the real screams and agony penetrated through him like bullets and then a wondrous lightshow made of particles of green, blue, and yellow like the sun. And finally a feeling of comfort and calm soothed him to a mechanical countdown to zero.

Then darkness.

The next thing he remembered was a sterile bright light and a great many scientist looming over him. They greeted him cautiously at the behest of a woman. Unsurprisingly, they fixed him with the term amnesiac and through routine studies found a Innovator in Sirius. That led them to the conclusion that he was an Anno Domini native. They, however, could not explain why they found him in a pod on the far-side of The Moon. It seemed illogical, there was no manned facilities or wreckage near him and so the mystery surrounding him was born. Layers had begun to peel but the majority of it was still intact.

Due to the rarity of Innovators, their poking and prodding had not delved too deep and the secret of his existence has been kept so. For half-a-year, Sirius has lived with the scientist of Vitus, growing especially close to his handler: Tessa Stride. Lately, Sirius has felt a certain, tension within her. An anxiety that rolls off her like perfume. "Side 3" can be heard most often if he listens closely to the surrounding scientist and they all reek of nervous anticipation. It honestly just makes him want to rip the bandaid off... but to what exactly?

Skills: Innovator Abilities, Natural Mobile-Suit pilot (undiscovered), Zero-G tolerance and attunement, Danger Precognition, Singer, Quick-learner
Items:

• GN-Drive Pendant (contains actual GN-particles inside)
• Civilian clothing (above picture)
• Dagger (gift from Tessa)

Free's Neodu

Modified Worker Mobile Suit

Sirius Free

Unit Appearance

This Neodu appears starved with portions of its initial armor missing. Specifically the armor of the localized thighs, upper arms, and shoulders. Its paint job was either deconstructed or completely change, for the armored parts are a deep-black and its skeleton a gunmetal. This includes the bulky shin-guards and back boosters. Despite its mighty or seemingly pointless modifications, the Mobile Suit's lack of use and abandonment has left superficial frame damage and overall weathering.

Technical Details

Accommodation: Pilot Only (cockpit in torso)
Dimensions: 18.0 meters
Powerplant: Photon Battery
Equipment and Design Features:

•Flashlight
It might seem inconsequential but this Mobile Suit once worked in the vastness of space. It has a flashlight that's comparably meant for such an environment.

• Ultra-compact Armor Plates
Simply put, its tougher to destroy the cockpit, lower arms, and shins of this Neodu. Though not substantially so, though it speaks volumes its modifiers goals. Beam weaponry could easily penetrate though common weaponry outside of missiles would take more than usual.

•Photon Battery
The energy system of the Regild Century. Powerful but experimental and dangerous. It was impossible to analyze without the resulting explosion destroying any and all evidence of its existence. Information is scarce. How its recharged, if so, is unknown.

Weapons and Combat Capabilities

Handheld Armaments

• High-Hardness Rare Alloy Knife
Paired with the Neodu during its modification, lightweight and strong. Most visibly in the shape of katana. Not an exact match for the Neodu but it does the job. More or less just an option made before deployment. Weathered gunmetal appearance.

• 120mm Machine Gun
A weapon typically deployed with Neodu. It uses standard ammunition and is designed to be lightweight. Weathered gunmetal appearance.

Fixed Armaments

• Photon powered Beam Saber
A beam saber stored in its upper-binder, latched onto and charged by the Photon Battery of the suit. Short usage due to the reliance of Photon energy, automatically cuts off after a two minute use.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Originally a worker type Mobile Suit, at its core the Neodu hardly competes with machines reinforced for war. The modified version sacrifices the little defense it had in exchange for minimal speed and hardy-plates in more critical areas. That sacrifice exposed joints and other areas of target in the process. In a nutshell its a high-risk, high-reward suit relying on a competent pilot to make use of its scavenged armory.

Technical History

This particular Neodu was found floating amongst others in the Debris Ring Field. It eventually found its way to Side 3 and participated in the testing of a young Coordinator. From her suggestions it was further modified with the intentions of sacrificing its meager defenses for a boon in speed. Once deemed complete, very few pilots were keen on using it. Some found it too fast, others too slow. Two pilots died piloting it through space. Though accidental and wholly avoidable; the reports concluded they were incompetent. The majority despised its lack of defenses and a small portion said it looked like a bad omen. Either way, the outcome was it gathering dust on Side 3, awaiting its next victim.

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Tessa Stride

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_{"Angels banished, have no choice but to become devils..." ♪}



Callsign:
Dreamer
Gender:
Female
Age:
26
Role:
Scientist of Vitus Space Colony
Origin:
Human from Alexandria Space Colony

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Personality: Approachable, Nurturing, Stubborn, Clever, Distrusting, Temperamental
Attire: Civilian clothes (above) White lab coat (when on duty)
History: Tessa was born on Alexandria to an old-fashioned farmer. She never knew her mother and didn't care too after a time. She was content to live her life working with her hands, helping her old-man provide for the other colonies. Afterall she had a gift with machines that seemed just right for her current situation. Every now and again, she would express a genuine interest in the workings of the colonies, the stars, and other obscure chemistries. An interest that hadn't escaped the notice of her sensible father. Wiping grim from his blistered knuckles, he posed the question of what she'd like to do with her life.

She paused in the midst of her work, and that was all the answer he needed, but he let her try to convince him that she was happy to toil away in the dirt. A grunt was all he replied and from there he begun to save up for her future. When she turned sixteen, he proposed she apprentice to one of the locals. This unassuming man was her first steps towards Vitus. He taught her alot about agriculture and from there introduced her to biotech and environmental sciences. He loaned her books, stacks of them and she devoured the knowledge like food. On her eighteenth birthday, quaint as it was, her father slid a nondescript envelop across the wooden table. He took a sip of blacken coffee and simply told her to "Dream big."

By the time she was twenty-two she had made her own contributions to the advancement of the colonies. Though they went down in history as group contributions. Two years later she would begin her studies into Advance Humans after dealing with her father's untimely death, at times treating the subjects more like machines than people. Because of the trauma associated with her father's death at the hands of a once-trusted neighbor, Tessa leaned heavily into a sense of self-reliance and distrust of others.

Two more years had softened Tessa's edge and left her wondering what she truly wanted out of life. It was the discovery of an Innovator on the moon that had sparked something inside. After having the amnesiac pushed on her and discovering the youth to be oddly magnetic and naïve, she decided to take the responsibility of his education onto herself. From there the two seemed to peel each other apart and formed a sister-brother bond in the span of six months. She hopes to protect him but fears that the world might take him away unjustly. With talks of presenting some of their patients to Side 3 for military inspection, Tessa's starting to feel that her worries are founded.
Skills: Keen Observer, Analytical, Abstract Artist, Hand to Hand Fighter, Mechanical Intuition
Items:

• Maintained Leather Holster
• Handgun

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

@Phoenix347 Tis how its suppose to be, seeing each others POV and trying to reach a compromise. If you want to do an in-depth critique and would like to avoid filling the OOC, feel free to PM other issues you might have.