Gundam R- Roshtaria's Revenge
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Author's Notes: Coming to terms with the fact that everyone has written they're own little version of Gundam R, I, Oxymoron am writing my own take on it. So, here it is. Tell me what you think. BTW, I changed it for my own purposes. ^.~
Disclaimer: You can't sue me! HA! Kelcie, Takera-kun and I own these chatacters! :P
This is in T's POV.
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"You didn't think you'd get away, did you?" The maiden had the gun pointed directly at my head. Of course, I wasn't afraid. Never. My mission was to destory this part of the establishment. Not die.
I stayed silent. I figured, that perhaps silence would make her withdraw. To see that I'm not scared. To witness that I was not afraid of dying.
"Aren't you afraid? What will your mother think?"
"I don't have a mother." My words seemed cold. She didn't move. A trained professional, I presumed.
She lowered the gun to my chest, searching for the perfect place to shoot. A weak point. One that wouldn't kill me, but one that would cripple me.
I took the gun in my hand, and pointed it at a direct spot. "Take your best shot."
"That I will." She pulled the trigger.
A loud noise echoed through the coridor. I stumbled back a bit, leaning on the wall. "Nice.." I sputtered, the walls closing in on me. "..shot." I finished my sentence, before the darkness encased me. I could no longer breathe or think.
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"Doctor, will he be okay?" Such a kind voice I heard. Yet so far away. Doctor? Where was I? I could feel the warm light. The air smelled toxically sterile. A hospital.
Struggling to open my eyes was the most I could do. When finally, the light began to overcome the darkness, I surfaced into conciousness.
"Oh my gosh! He's awake!" An angel? No. A blond girl. Blue eyes. The insanely euphoric look of beauty. She smiled, and ran to the door. "Doctor! He opened his eyes!" She ran back, and took my hand. "I've been waiting for you for a week! I'm so glad you're alive! What's your name?"
I grunted, trying to pronounce my following. I couldn't do such. It was still hard to hold my eyes open. "Oh. You must not be able to talk yet. My name is Katrina. Katrina Winner."
Katrina Winner. Interesting name. Nice to meet you.
I felt a heavy sigh on my heart. I rolled my head over, and went to sleep. It hurt..
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Author's Note: This half of the story is in third person.
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"Precis, I don't know whats going on, but its not good!" Mirina grabbed ahold of the controls, but nothing would work. Her brown braid had been loosened much in the past 30 minutes she'd been in the simulator. The picture of a chestnut tressed girl popped up on the screen. Her hair was down, and it flowed past her back. She had goggles around her neck.
The image began to speak. "Mirina, you're going to have to cut off the power to the beam cannon eventually. There is no way to survive without it.
Mirina nodded. "Right. Okay, here goes nothing!" Mirina flipped a switch, and a buzzer went off. "PRECIS! You said if I cut off the beam cannon we would survive."
"Opps! My bad!" The simulator came to a stop, and the girl's image on the screen faded. The whole room fell black. Mirina sighed, and leaned back in the chair. Sweat dripped from her forehead to her nose, and she whiped it off on her wristband.
She pounded a button to her right, and the door slid open. She could see Precis on the other side of the room, working on the computer already. It was nice to have a friend, even though Precis was just a hologram that she'd processed from her Neo, Hades. She and Precis had been training for years to learn how to program the Neo to work to Mirina's abilities.
"Precis, you know its been three years since we started working on this thing." Mirina took a sip from a water bottle beside Precis. That was another thing Mirina liked about Precis. She didn't need food.
Precis nodded. "Yep. And Seedling, Starling, Starlight, and Neo-Something."
Mirina rolled her eyes, capped the bottle, and fell into a chair beside Precis. "You mean you still haven't come up with a name for that thing?" She threw a thumb back at the large Mech on the other side of the room.
"Nope, not yet." Precis turned to study her masterpiece. Beam cannons, energy guns, and a light sword were only three new additions to her masterpiece. A Pon-pon cannon, leap rail system, and a barrier that could withstand almost any attack was the full power of the machine.
"Hey, Mirn. You know, we could use a few new pilots." She pushed a few buttons on the board system in front of her, and looked to her companion.
Mirina nodded. "I know, I know." She tossed her jacket aside, and then spinned in the chair. "Maybe be can call in a few new recruits from my father."
Precis giggled. "I don't think Duo-sama wants us to hit him up for any more services than we've already taken."
"To protect the galaxy? My Gramps would do anything."
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Author's Notes: Reveiw. Now. Do it.
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Author's Notes: Coming to terms with the fact that everyone has written they're own little version of Gundam R, I, Oxymoron am writing my own take on it. So, here it is. Tell me what you think. BTW, I changed it for my own purposes. ^.~
Disclaimer: You can't sue me! HA! Kelcie, Takera-kun and I own these chatacters! :P
This is in T's POV.
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"You didn't think you'd get away, did you?" The maiden had the gun pointed directly at my head. Of course, I wasn't afraid. Never. My mission was to destory this part of the establishment. Not die.
I stayed silent. I figured, that perhaps silence would make her withdraw. To see that I'm not scared. To witness that I was not afraid of dying.
"Aren't you afraid? What will your mother think?"
"I don't have a mother." My words seemed cold. She didn't move. A trained professional, I presumed.
She lowered the gun to my chest, searching for the perfect place to shoot. A weak point. One that wouldn't kill me, but one that would cripple me.
I took the gun in my hand, and pointed it at a direct spot. "Take your best shot."
"That I will." She pulled the trigger.
A loud noise echoed through the coridor. I stumbled back a bit, leaning on the wall. "Nice.." I sputtered, the walls closing in on me. "..shot." I finished my sentence, before the darkness encased me. I could no longer breathe or think.
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"Doctor, will he be okay?" Such a kind voice I heard. Yet so far away. Doctor? Where was I? I could feel the warm light. The air smelled toxically sterile. A hospital.
Struggling to open my eyes was the most I could do. When finally, the light began to overcome the darkness, I surfaced into conciousness.
"Oh my gosh! He's awake!" An angel? No. A blond girl. Blue eyes. The insanely euphoric look of beauty. She smiled, and ran to the door. "Doctor! He opened his eyes!" She ran back, and took my hand. "I've been waiting for you for a week! I'm so glad you're alive! What's your name?"
I grunted, trying to pronounce my following. I couldn't do such. It was still hard to hold my eyes open. "Oh. You must not be able to talk yet. My name is Katrina. Katrina Winner."
Katrina Winner. Interesting name. Nice to meet you.
I felt a heavy sigh on my heart. I rolled my head over, and went to sleep. It hurt..
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Author's Note: This half of the story is in third person.
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"Precis, I don't know whats going on, but its not good!" Mirina grabbed ahold of the controls, but nothing would work. Her brown braid had been loosened much in the past 30 minutes she'd been in the simulator. The picture of a chestnut tressed girl popped up on the screen. Her hair was down, and it flowed past her back. She had goggles around her neck.
The image began to speak. "Mirina, you're going to have to cut off the power to the beam cannon eventually. There is no way to survive without it.
Mirina nodded. "Right. Okay, here goes nothing!" Mirina flipped a switch, and a buzzer went off. "PRECIS! You said if I cut off the beam cannon we would survive."
"Opps! My bad!" The simulator came to a stop, and the girl's image on the screen faded. The whole room fell black. Mirina sighed, and leaned back in the chair. Sweat dripped from her forehead to her nose, and she whiped it off on her wristband.
She pounded a button to her right, and the door slid open. She could see Precis on the other side of the room, working on the computer already. It was nice to have a friend, even though Precis was just a hologram that she'd processed from her Neo, Hades. She and Precis had been training for years to learn how to program the Neo to work to Mirina's abilities.
"Precis, you know its been three years since we started working on this thing." Mirina took a sip from a water bottle beside Precis. That was another thing Mirina liked about Precis. She didn't need food.
Precis nodded. "Yep. And Seedling, Starling, Starlight, and Neo-Something."
Mirina rolled her eyes, capped the bottle, and fell into a chair beside Precis. "You mean you still haven't come up with a name for that thing?" She threw a thumb back at the large Mech on the other side of the room.
"Nope, not yet." Precis turned to study her masterpiece. Beam cannons, energy guns, and a light sword were only three new additions to her masterpiece. A Pon-pon cannon, leap rail system, and a barrier that could withstand almost any attack was the full power of the machine.
"Hey, Mirn. You know, we could use a few new pilots." She pushed a few buttons on the board system in front of her, and looked to her companion.
Mirina nodded. "I know, I know." She tossed her jacket aside, and then spinned in the chair. "Maybe be can call in a few new recruits from my father."
Precis giggled. "I don't think Duo-sama wants us to hit him up for any more services than we've already taken."
"To protect the galaxy? My Gramps would do anything."
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Author's Notes: Reveiw. Now. Do it.
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