[@Arclabe][@Suku][@Krayzikk][@Plank Sinatra]

[b]BRIZO BADAMISH[/b]

Her opponent had chosen to disengage. The high-tech GM was gone, leaving Brizo and her Act Zaku to hide alone within the moving field of asteroids. It was actually pretty surprising; she'd expected to spend more time [i]jimming[/i] it up (hehehehe) with the Feddie in battle, but it looked like the growing support for a ceasefire was greater than she'd initially thought. Well, she could relate; it would be pointless continuing to fight if she couldn't bring the suit data back to the labs. She needed a ship for that, because Zakus weren't that great at solo space travel.

All her colleagues seemed reluctant to fight too. That made sense. They didn't know when they'd get their regular meals again, so it was best to conserve energy and team-up with the Feds to achieve the mutual goal of getting home for tea. Her Brawrello was probably missing her too.

And ... it wasn't too important, but she was actually a bit curious about whether or not the Federation had begun the weaponisation of Newtypes as well.

Her Act Zaku drifted towards another of the moving asteroids, thrusters roaring to life as it pushed off the gravelly surface of the rock, heat and energy flaring in its wake as it began to move out of the field. Brizo's movements, no matter how intense they may have seemed, were still admittedly rather cautious, carefully darting around to make her mobile suit less of a target in case any enemy chose to continue attacking.

She stopped at the edge of the asteroid field, red monoeye flashing.

What was going to happen?