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5 yrs ago
Current Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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5 yrs ago
Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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6 yrs ago
no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
7 yrs ago
Oh shit, I'm sorry
7 yrs ago
instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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"..mm... yeah.. Exia's fine. I'm not a Gundam Meister just because of my good looks after all. I know how to maintain it myself."

In fact, she had some ideas on how to boost Exia's performance. It would be something like Virtue's configuration, but less bulky and a lot more towards getting speed and acceleration. Like a suit of armor Exia can wear.

Tieria would probably laugh at her having these weird ideas right about now.

"Hey Nena, lets go get something to eat while they do their stuff." Maybe she can rope in Graham as well, if they meet on the way to lunch or breakfast or whatever it was at this time.
and rpg is up again. I'll rewrite my post when I can
Again.... She was floating again, in a sea of darkness. It was far from frightening as one might expect from utter nothingness. It was, instead, comfortable, familiar.... and safe. But as it often did in her dreams, the sea turned bright red, blinking on and off as she started to suffocate. The sea turned from warm and inviting to cold and deadly, each breath she tried to take filling her mouth with tasteless liquid. With small hands, she started to beat on the invisible wall, screaming silently. Her small fists did nothing against it, until at the height of desperation, something clicked in her mind, and her scream started to echo in her head. The wall cracked, giving slightly everytime she beat on it, until it finally broke, bringing her out of the sea and onto a solid metallic floor. She raised her head to a gun barrel and a grinning face, as fear took over.

***


"..fweh...?"

She woke up Exia's cockpit, bundled up in blankets. Reve looked around at the hangar from the open cockpit, before leaning back again, and closing her eyes. The raids on them had gotten a bit frequent, thus her taking up old habits again and sleeping in Exia's cockpit whenever she could. Still wrapped up in her blankets, she pulled out a can of soda and popped it open. Quite a lot had happened in just a few days, she can't even keep up with them all. Saturnalia, for one, went berserk or something and tried to kill Nena. Wasn't she an Innovator like she was? Reve can't even imagine an Innovator killing other Innovators, regardless of where they came from. That old man had made plans for everything after all. Nena seemed to remember her, though not her at the same time.

At least Grant the stalker wasn't here. Damned guy can't leave her alone for long.

"Would you hurry up already this machine feels like a god damn oven! Freaking military types I thought you were professionals!"

Yawning, she brought over her soda, walking towards Virtue with her clothes askew. Not that she had anything to show off even if someone took the time to gawk at her.

"Nena?" Reve waved at her, wondering how it felt to have that sort of body. "They still haven't finished making that machine recognize you?"
Internet is very unreliable. Dunno whats wrong. Will post if I can.
Before she could run out again, guards blocked her way, as the man called out for her to stay and listen to the room placements.

"Eh? You're boring." Reve sat back down with an annoyed expression on her face. She wanted to go running about the ship already, and not listen to boring people speeches. As soon as they finished, she bolted.

"You know I trust you as far as I could throw your mobile suit." Grant said quietly to Reve as they left the room. "I don't like people like you roaming around this ship it disrupts protocol. At least Puru will listen to us now where are we going exactly?"

"Eh~ You must be pretty strong then." She stopped for a moment, thinking about where she had wanted to go. It seems like she can't see Nena yet, going out in Exia was out of the question, and she was still stocked up from Angelo's ship so there wasn't any need to go to the kitchen. "A bath! I wanna take a bath! Take me to the bath now! Oh, and give me some clothes too."
I should have a post up by tonight.
"Aha~ That guy gets what I'm saying." She spun around faster in excitement, as she listened to the man speaking.

"Oh oh! And I wanna see Nena! I wanna know if she's the Nena I know." Without a word more, she jumped off the chair and skipped out of the door, giving a bright smile at the woman she passed by. That woman didn't seem to belong as well. How many people did the hole thing get? She did listen to the lecture that person gave when she was in Angelo's ship, but she fell asleep halfway through.

Reve walked about for a bit before stopping, finally realizing an important fact.

She did not know her way around the ship, or to where Nena was. In short, she was lost.
I'll be posting by tonight
"Ahaha~ Justify yourselves all you want. It all boils down to murdering other people for your own good. How many corpses have your stepped on to get to your station?"

With another push on the floor, she spun faster, ignoring the gun pointed at her, before finally replying when she started slowing down. "So shoot me. Show me how humans solve most of their problems." She gave a small laugh, one that actually sounds like she was amused at all that was happening. "For that last matter, I am right here talking to you, am I not? That should be answer enough for you."

She stopped spinning and sat back crossing her feet, oblivious to the view she was giving to anyone in the right place. "Well, as long as you humans don't betray me like that last bunch."

"Just to make this clear, I don't belong to you or anyone, and I won't listen to any orders I don't like or can't accept. Accept that and maybe we can work together."

With that Reve tilted her head backwards over the chair's headrest, and looked over to the person who didn't look like he belonged. If she was not mistaken, he would be the pilot of the small MS, judging from the way he stood, and the way the ship crew had stared at the MS. "You're being rather quiet. Aren't you going to say anything?"
Gundam people are verbal. Very verbal. >.<;

Anyways, I'll wait up for anyone else to post before I post again.
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