"Slow down, Lucia. Deep breaths. It's good news, anyway." Cronic said, reading a document on some of the schematics of one of the new gundams being produced with his other hand holding it.
"Izumi's awake and responsive. A little shaken up from the whole thing, but she'll make a recovery. She's lucky as all hell. A compromised cockpit typically means the Pilot is toast. It's a miracle she's still here. Along with that little Haro." Cronic said, turning the page to a completely different unit, a few annotations made on the page.
"Though it'll be a while before she's back on her feet and kicking ass. What with the Saviour being fried n' all. Not to mention she was pretty badly roughed up. We've got plans to remedy that, but that's if she wants to get back out there on the field. Near-death experiences are something you're not likely to forget in a hurry, and can do a serious number on people's minds."
"Well, I owe him one for that. Despite it's intended purpose, that Haro helped greatly. Though it did shock me a few times while I was carrying you to Cronic's ZAKU. I'm not normally an MS Pilot, but Cronic suspected something was off, and knew that if he sortied, he'd likely be toast too. Not sure how it works, but... " Mark said, before pulling out a small dossier that had the words the words "Aethon" on the front.
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"I can't take all the credit. You owe your Haro one too." Mark said, as Izumi began to eat.
"It used controlled electric shocks to keep your heart beating long enough for me to get you back to the ship." Mark said, as he looked at Kenny, whispering in his ear.
"Let's keep the fact that since we're not strict military, we have alcohol reserves quiet for now, alright?" He said, before looking back to Izumi.
Cronic, meanwhile, took the captain's seat on the bridge, and proceeded to take out a small communication device. He then proceeded to call Lucia. During the time Izumi was comatose, Cronic had met her personally, and told her of Izumi's condition. Being one of Izumi's closest friends, He figured he should probably tell her first. He planned to tell Zerenis soon after if Lucia didn't beat him to the punch.
"It used controlled electric shocks to keep your heart beating long enough for me to get you back to the ship." Mark said, as he looked at Kenny, whispering in his ear.
"Let's keep the fact that since we're not strict military, we have alcohol reserves quiet for now, alright?" He said, before looking back to Izumi.
Cronic, meanwhile, took the captain's seat on the bridge, and proceeded to take out a small communication device. He then proceeded to call Lucia. During the time Izumi was comatose, Cronic had met her personally, and told her of Izumi's condition. Being one of Izumi's closest friends, He figured he should probably tell her first. He planned to tell Zerenis soon after if Lucia didn't beat him to the punch.
"Yeah. New units based on tech we pulled from the mobile doll we captured. We did the grunt work, then the Junk Guild do the R&D. We're keeping it hush-hush for now, for obvious reasons. If the ETs catch wind of this, they'll be on us like a swarm of locusts." Cronic said, looking to Izumi.
"Specifically, new Gundam units. It'll be a while before they're field ready, but let's hope no-one else gets any bright ideas before then. Hell, given the chance, we could provide upgrades for existing Gundam units to bring them to the level of the new units, such as Zerenis' Regen Duel. The Saviour was a total write off though. And I'm assuming you'll be looking for a little payback for what they did once you're back on your feet. So one of the new units will be assigned to you... If you're up for it." Cronic said to Izumi, as he nodded at Kenny before standing up.
"I'll get on the horn to Lucia and Zerenis. Let them know you're awake. They could use the good news. They've been worried sick about you ever since Maddox screwed up. Who knows, friendly faces just might be what you need. You need anything, just let us know. Till then, take it easy, alright?" Cronic said, before leaving the room, headed for the bridge.
A few minutes after Cronic left, the door opened once more, only this time Mark arrived, carrying a tray of food meant for Izumi.
"Spending two weeks out cold can't be good. Figure you could use a little nourishment, all things considered." Mark said, setting the tray down on Izumi's lap for her, before petting the Haro for a few seconds.
"I was the one who bought you aboard when the Saviour got trashed. I was in a hurry and you were in no fit state to introduce yourself at the time, so I couldn't give you my name. Allow me to rectify that." Mark said to Izumi as he stepped towards the wall Cronic was leaning at, pulling up a chair.
"Mark Artemis Astaroth. CSC's R&D and Mobile Suit specialist."
"Specifically, new Gundam units. It'll be a while before they're field ready, but let's hope no-one else gets any bright ideas before then. Hell, given the chance, we could provide upgrades for existing Gundam units to bring them to the level of the new units, such as Zerenis' Regen Duel. The Saviour was a total write off though. And I'm assuming you'll be looking for a little payback for what they did once you're back on your feet. So one of the new units will be assigned to you... If you're up for it." Cronic said to Izumi, as he nodded at Kenny before standing up.
"I'll get on the horn to Lucia and Zerenis. Let them know you're awake. They could use the good news. They've been worried sick about you ever since Maddox screwed up. Who knows, friendly faces just might be what you need. You need anything, just let us know. Till then, take it easy, alright?" Cronic said, before leaving the room, headed for the bridge.
A few minutes after Cronic left, the door opened once more, only this time Mark arrived, carrying a tray of food meant for Izumi.
"Spending two weeks out cold can't be good. Figure you could use a little nourishment, all things considered." Mark said, setting the tray down on Izumi's lap for her, before petting the Haro for a few seconds.
"I was the one who bought you aboard when the Saviour got trashed. I was in a hurry and you were in no fit state to introduce yourself at the time, so I couldn't give you my name. Allow me to rectify that." Mark said to Izumi as he stepped towards the wall Cronic was leaning at, pulling up a chair.
"Mark Artemis Astaroth. CSC's R&D and Mobile Suit specialist."
The crimson eyed, black haired individual was sat reading through various documents on Namimori. Namely maps and information on the various areas, to be precise. The individual, answering to the name "Calthorn", was memorizing various details; Building heights, shape, etc, along with roads, alleyways, dead ends. Mainly just so he knows which way he's going while in Namimori, in the event that a surprise attack or a swift exit becomes necessary. He'd been at this since the plane first took off.
Anyone in their right mind, however, would stay well away from him, on account of the giant sword by his side, that looked more like a massive chainsaw in the shape of a sword, if anything.
Anyone in their right mind, however, would stay well away from him, on account of the giant sword by his side, that looked more like a massive chainsaw in the shape of a sword, if anything.
"Gah!" Cronic blurted out, diving to the opposite side of the building to avoid the oncoming Kunai.
"Now that's just not fair at all. Note to self, next time I lose an arm, replace the weaponry within with a rifle or something." Cronic thought to himself, as he began pondering how the Takasugi lookalike spotted him.
"Cybernetic augmentation? Possible, but expensive and hard to find. Trained senses are another possibility, but he'd probably need to be a lot older for that. Which simply leaves Genetic modification. For the right fee, someone could mess around with his DNA to make him stronger in many ways, but also change his appearance too... Which would explain why he resembles Takasugi Shinsuke." Cronic thought to himself, before taking out the phone from earlier and speed-dialled Hijikata.
"We've got a problem. Seems one of the opposition has undergone genetic modification. He just spotted me from range with his eyesight alone. The most curious thing about the guy, however, is he resembles Takasugi Shinsuke... Except with white hair. Proceed with caution. If his sense of sight is augmented, it stands to reason his other senses, along with physical traits, have been augmented as well."
"Now that's just not fair at all. Note to self, next time I lose an arm, replace the weaponry within with a rifle or something." Cronic thought to himself, as he began pondering how the Takasugi lookalike spotted him.
"Cybernetic augmentation? Possible, but expensive and hard to find. Trained senses are another possibility, but he'd probably need to be a lot older for that. Which simply leaves Genetic modification. For the right fee, someone could mess around with his DNA to make him stronger in many ways, but also change his appearance too... Which would explain why he resembles Takasugi Shinsuke." Cronic thought to himself, before taking out the phone from earlier and speed-dialled Hijikata.
"We've got a problem. Seems one of the opposition has undergone genetic modification. He just spotted me from range with his eyesight alone. The most curious thing about the guy, however, is he resembles Takasugi Shinsuke... Except with white hair. Proceed with caution. If his sense of sight is augmented, it stands to reason his other senses, along with physical traits, have been augmented as well."
Cronic looked at Kenny and nodded. "Us "Psychic" types, be they full psychics or partials, will need that countermeasure. If they can invade our minds like that and wreck it badly... Even with the new units the CSC and the Junk Guild're cooking up, we're simply dead weight if they're giving us a nightmare of a headache to the point where we can't focus on what we're doing." Cronic said, before looking towards Izumi, a look of concern spreading across his face.
"As for her, it's not just that, either. You've got to understand that winged MS almost killed her too. That's not something that'll pass by quickly. Physically the injuries should heal... But whether or not she'll be mentally fit for duty at this point... It's too early to say for sure. While her father would be glad to hear she's alive, it would probably break his heart to see her like this." Cronic said, as he closed his eyes in thought.
"As for her, it's not just that, either. You've got to understand that winged MS almost killed her too. That's not something that'll pass by quickly. Physically the injuries should heal... But whether or not she'll be mentally fit for duty at this point... It's too early to say for sure. While her father would be glad to hear she's alive, it would probably break his heart to see her like this." Cronic said, as he closed his eyes in thought.
"Actually, my suspicions are this. Us "Psychic" types are susceptible to whatever it was that the ETs fired off. And from the looks of it, that Angel-like MS was out to eliminate said types of pilots." Cronic said, going over to lean against a nearby wall.
"Hence why if I'd personally gone out to assist you, I'd just have been making myself a target and a liability. You keeping up so far?" Cronic said, folding his arms, giving Izumi a chance to process this.
"And according to Calthorn, the Enemy's troop composition isn't just limited to Mobile Dolls. From what he heard, the Winged MS had a Pilot. He and 3 other pilots were able to drive it off... But the most concerning thing about the matter is the voice sounded... Human." Cronic said, and a look of irritation spread across his face soon after.
"This is why I condemn Maddox's actions. He was willing to sacrifice your lives based on a small amount of intel on the enemy."
"Hence why if I'd personally gone out to assist you, I'd just have been making myself a target and a liability. You keeping up so far?" Cronic said, folding his arms, giving Izumi a chance to process this.
"And according to Calthorn, the Enemy's troop composition isn't just limited to Mobile Dolls. From what he heard, the Winged MS had a Pilot. He and 3 other pilots were able to drive it off... But the most concerning thing about the matter is the voice sounded... Human." Cronic said, and a look of irritation spread across his face soon after.
"This is why I condemn Maddox's actions. He was willing to sacrifice your lives based on a small amount of intel on the enemy."
"Still trying to figure out the limits, but as far as I know, only those with similar abilities can hear or repl-" Cronic said, shaking Izumi's hand while speaking, before noticing Glitch, causing him to stop talking mid-sentence.
"...Glitch. Kenny push you in here or something?" Cronic said, standing up from the chair before turning to face Glitch, giving him time to answer the question.
"You need to talk to her alone, or...?"
"...Glitch. Kenny push you in here or something?" Cronic said, standing up from the chair before turning to face Glitch, giving him time to answer the question.
"You need to talk to her alone, or...?"
"Your Haro's electric shocks kept your heart beating. Probably saved your life. Just take it easy for now. You've been out for just shy of two weeks since the incident. That and your arm was pretty badly beat up." Cronic's voice said into Izumi's mind, but if she was looking at him at the time, she'd notice his lips were not moving an inch.
"Up until now, we hadn't seen each other, From your perspective anyway. But when you were wounded, you mentally cried for help to anyone who could listen. I answered that call." Cronic said, before folding his arms.
"And my manners have slipped past me in the amount of headaches your father's been giving me during your time in my care. I'm Crobalt Nicholas Crystalis, the CSC's "Boss" if you will. Everyone calls me Cronic though." Cronic said, before rubbing his chin in thought.
"Up until now, we hadn't seen each other, From your perspective anyway. But when you were wounded, you mentally cried for help to anyone who could listen. I answered that call." Cronic said, before folding his arms.
"And my manners have slipped past me in the amount of headaches your father's been giving me during your time in my care. I'm Crobalt Nicholas Crystalis, the CSC's "Boss" if you will. Everyone calls me Cronic though." Cronic said, before rubbing his chin in thought.
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