It's a tad bit short...gomen x.x; But neither of us have been in a real writing mood latley.. ^^;; Welp enjoy! I'll try and get 13 up today or tomorrow!

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Hanami flopped down onto her bed, eyes glancing around the room once. In the girl's hands was a box, a box she didn't want anyone else to see the contents of. Satisfied that she was alone, slender digits pulled open the small package. Hanami tipped it over and shook gently, causing a small disk to fall from it's previous location. The pilot picked up her gift and tucked it safely away in her dresser.

"After my afternoon shift I'll have to go check that out in Nebulae." She noted aloud before slipping from her room. Hanami brushed off her uniform as she walked downstairs and into the main room. She then checked in with the manager and began making rounds to all the tables.

"Can I get you anything, miss?" Hanami dropped her right hand onto the tabletop. Seated in a chair was Ikasu, who promptly looked up from her papers at the question.

"Er, no thanks.." Ikasu shook her head as hands ruffled and stacked paper. Hanami glanced down at the work and blinked. Was that a sketch of a mobile suit she saw for a brief second? Nah. Hanami offered a smile, nodded, and proceeded to the next table. Odd. She had a weird suspicion about that girl.. Oh well, she had bigger things to worry about.

As soon as her work shift was over, the young pilot rushed back to her room. She quickly closed the door, changed into some jeans and a baby tee, and pulled her disk from it's hiding place. Tucking it into her pocket, Hanami made her way from the Inn and to her motorcycle she managed to bring from the colonies. Pulling on her helmet, the girl swung aboard, taking off toward the forest.

A short drive later Hanami found herself beside the giant mobile suit. Grabbing the boarding cable, the girl slipped her foot in the loop and rode her way up to the cockpit. The pilot climbed in, flopped down in the seat, and stuck the disk into the designated compartment. The screens around Hanami hummed to life, filling the cockpit with an eerie glow. Maps, along with written instructions, appeared before the girl, informing her of the night's mission. Blue eyes read over each word, and studied each diagram. So this was her first OZ attack?

"Right, will do." Hanami nodded, pulling the disk out and safely storing it. Buckling herself into her seat, the girl took the controls of her Gundam and took off for the target.

Landing at the base, Hanami drew Nebulae's thermal energy weapon. It ignited, forming into a twisted blade, similar to a scythe in design. The mobile suit vaulted forward, slashing at suits left and right. Small explosions filled the air with each swipe that made its mark. Hanami narrowed her eyes as she fought. There were more suits here than expected. No matter, just meant a little extra effort. The pilot raised her weapon, ready to take down another suit, when a missile from above caused it to explode.

Hanami blinked, swiveling her attention to the sky. There, above her, was Lunar Lancet, taking out one suit after the other. It fought with machine cannon, missiles, and a beam saber. The Nebulae pilot began to wonder what organization the suit belonged to, when a flashing light to her left caused her to turn. Yet another suit had joined the scene - Orion. It was also on the ground, fighting with a thermal energy weapon and vulcan cannons.

"Who are they and where'd they come from?" Hanami hissed under her breath, returning to the battle. The three Gundams seemed to ignore each other's presence as they neutralized the remaining OZ troops, but as soon as the last had fallen, they turned to face each other. Orion approached Nebulae and Lancet landed, all three with weapons drawn. The Gundams stood motionless, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Hanami stared ahead at the screen, wondering whether these two were friend or foe..