A/N: Well, it's an easy update for me. I was bored and I had nothing to do, so I got brainstorming and thought of how this would turn out. And here's what my mind put together. It's nothing much, but it should help the story go along.
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A Mobile Suit was heading straight for them, fast. Neither of them felt the need to know what Mobile Suit it was, all they thought was that death was coming and dodging it was near impossible. Getting a near-death burst of luck, Fllay accidentally hit the release button for the seatbelt. She took this opportunity to jump out the car and run away from there as quickly as possible. However, she wasn't able to run enough to get away from the point of impact. Neither she nor Selene was able to get away from it, and it looked like they really were done for. Fllay just braced herself and hoped that it will be over soon, until a streak of blue, white, red and black flew above her. There was nothing good to be seen in a battle, but for her, it was a very welcome sight.
"The Strike!" Fllay exclaimed, relief and happiness clearly evident on her face and in her voice.
Selene, on the other hand, was at a loss. She heard news on how the Strike was a monster in the battlefield, but it was destroyed by the Aegis in a battle near ORB. And now, right before her eyes was the infamous Strike, in combat once again. Standing between them and the falling Mobile Suit, the Aile Strike brought forth its shield and cushioned the impact of the falling unit, which in this case was a Strike Dagger. Lifting the shield up, the Strike threw the Strike Dagger in the opposite direction, making sure that the people behind it weren't going to be hurt by the explosion. The Strike Dagger, on the other hand, exploded just moments from hitting the ground.
"Kira!" Fllay yelled immediately after the explosion. She ran towards the Strike, excited to see the person she wanted to see. However, a voice coming from it gave her an intense disappointment.
"SO, YOU WEREN'T HURT, WERE YOU? I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT. I SHOT THAT THING DOWN AND I DIDN'T THINK IT'D END UP DOWN HERE." a familiar voice said through the Strike's loudspeaker.
"That's not Kira..." with great disappointment, Fllay called out to the pilot. "Commander?"
"OH! IT'S YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" the voice on the loudspeaker boomed. Typical for the Hawk of Endymion, worrying about other things aside from the battle at hand. "COME WITH ME. I'LL TAKE YOU THERE."
Without even waiting for a response, the Strike grabbed Fllay and took off, leaving Selene at a loss of words.
"What the-?" these were all the words that Selene could say. As she watched the Strike fly off, while barely dodging a rain of beam fire, she couldn't help but wonder why Fllay seemed so familiar with the Strike, or why she was wearing the Earth Forces uniform when they first met. "Could it be that she was part of the Archangel's crew?"
Helplessly, she stared as the Strike vanished. Caught in deep thought, she was abruptly snapped out of it by the sound of their ship's horn.
"ALL PASSENGERS AND CREW OF THE DSSD SHIP, PLEASE GET ON BOARD NOW. WE ARE CURRENTLY PERFORMING FINAL CHECKS AND WILL BE SETTING SAIL SHORTLY. ANYONE LEFT ON DOCK WILL BE ABANDONED."
"What the hell are these people thinking?" Selene shook her head in frustration. First, a Mobile Suit comes and brings a girl to the ship, a neutral nation gets into battle, they have a very close contact with death, another Mobile Suit takes the said girl away, and now the ship is leaving in a few minutes. It's either everything happens so fast or they're just so random, she can't keep up with them. While she was still busy thinking, the ship was already beginning to move backwards, out of the docks. For a moment, she hesitated if she should somewhat exert an effort to follow Fllay and abandon her only sure way to leave ORB, or to trust her instinct and trust that Mobile Suit.
"If anyone wants to leave, get on the ship now!" someone from the deck shouted. As the other ships prepared to set off, the people on the docks started chasing after them in a desperate attempt to get out of the battlefield. Selene, on the other hand, was still torn. She took one small step forward, towards her car, to drive off and look for Fllay. But with great hesitation, she turned around and jumped on to their ship. "I just hope I don't regret this later on."
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The Strike flew through beam fire and missiles, debris and carnage. With the pilot of the Strike an almost complete Mobile Suit newbie, he had to gather everything he had just to dodge the attacks and leaving almost no room for Fllay to be brought into the cockpit.
"I'M REALLY SORRY FOR THIS, BUT I'M NOT REALLY THAT GOOD YET. HANG ON TIGHT WHILE WE GET TO THE SHIP." Mwu's voice boomed from the loudspeaker. It was not that loud, but loud enough to be heard over the explosions and the thrusters.
"The ship? You mean the Archangel?"Fllay's enthusiasm seemed to have gotten rid of her disappointment... at least partially.
"WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT? OF COURSE IT'S THE ARCHANGEL!"
"A-and Kira?" she asked.
"IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR HIM, YOU MIGHT AS WELL WAIT FOR HIM ON THE SHIP. WE ALL HAVE OUR HANDS FULL RIGHT NOW."
The Strike flew around more and more. Though it would've been faster just for him to fly straight to the Archangel, he was troubled about having a passenger, and thus avoided enemy units as much as possible. This caused them to take a longer trip, made even longer by all the dodging that Mwu made.
"C-Commander..." Fllay weakly said, "I... I think I'm gonna be sick."
"WHAT?! THAT'S A PRETTY CONVENIENT PLACE TO THROW UP!" Mwu's disbelief was clear in his voice. While all his actions could definitely throw people into a bad case of motion sickness, he didn't think that she needed to tell him that she's about to throw up.
Luckily for the both of them, the Strike took a slight stop near the deck; the same one where she first had her jealousy fit over the Princess of ORB. Carefully placing her, the Strike left her one final message before heading out again.
"GET IN QUICKLY. THE LOCKS ARE TEMPORARILY DISABLED BY THE BRIDGE. I TOLD THEM I HAD A PASSENGER WITH ME. GIVE THE CAPTAIN A CALL ONCE YOU GET INSIDE. THEY'LL LOCK UP AS SOON AS YOU DO SO."
Fllay could only nod, weakly and wobbly, but with a smile. As the ship also moved around to dodge incoming fire and attack the enemy fleet, she hurried her way in. As the electronic door shut behind her, she immediately grabbed the nearest intercom unit she could find. Being one of the direct lines to the bridge, the need to press anything was eliminated. She noticed this from the lack of buttons on it, so she just waited for the Captain's voice.
"THIS IS THE BRIDGE."
It wasn't the Captain. Probably busy commandeering the ship. However, the voice did seem familiar.
"Mir? Miriallia? Is that you? I'm in the ship." Fllay's joy of returning to the Archangel was getting the better of her, to the extent that she disregarded the ship's battle status.
"I SEE. THAT'S GOOD." Miriallia paused briefly, "I'VE INFORMED THE CAPTAIN AND ALL THE LOCKS HAVE BEEN RESTORED. WE'LL CHAT AFTER THIS BATTLE IS OVER."
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A/N: I can't say I accomplished much for this chapter. I was, however, pretty successful at giving Fllay the happy-disappointed feeling, and I'm thinking if I should keep it up for a chapter or two. Well, it may simply me being a little sinister. Future Kira makes no appearance for now. Wasn't needed. And I'll explain his absence in later chapters.
