A/N: I think I'm loosing my touch! argh! Its my new house! Its cursed I swear! I'm starting to write badly....wah!!! Not fair!!! CHIKUSO!
hmph! well anways, if u think there's a problem wit my writing anywhere in the story, flame me about it. I deserve it and I need some tough
treatment. Aight. Here's the next chapter.
Chapter 5
~*~ An Unknowing Pain ~*~
My eyes were tightly closed. In a way I felt as if I was sleeping but in another I felt as if I was awake at the same time. I mean I could
hear everything out in reality and I wasn't dreaming. I could see darkness because my eyelids wouldn't let me open them. I could only asume
how long I've been out. Probably for half an hour. I soon forced myself to open my tired eyes. When I opened them, I could have sworn I saw
the most scariest creature I have ever laid eyes upon. "WAH!!!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I raised the bed sheet over me. The
creature that was looking at me seemed to have fallen off its chair with a thud and grunt. I breathed heavily. Never had I in my entire life
been so scared. My heart raced and my chest fell and rose rapidly. I felt as if I was going to die of a heartattack right there. While I
placed a hand on my chest, trying to catch my breath, I wondered what the creature would do.
I had scared it back. I just hope it wouldn't attack me. I could hear it grunt as it attempted to stand up with difficulity. It then sighed.
I waited and wondered what was going to happen next. Soon, I felt the bed sheets ripped off my body. I to then fell to the floor with a thud.
I didn't feel well and I swear I could see little stars circling my head. I shook my head to snap out of my foolish daze. I turned over on my
backside and growled at the creature before me, ' Duo, what the hell do you think your doing here?' The long haired boy shook his head in
disappointment as he offered me a hand. Wishing I could refuse,which I knew I couldn't, I grabbed his hand and he helped me up to my feet. I
stood very dizzily. It seemed as if that injection hadn't worn off yet. " Woah, hey. Maybe you should sit down. Your not all there yet" he
said as he forced me to sit on the small bed.
I sat there and sighed heavily. I placed a hand to my forehead and looked down at my feet. I felt nervous. I hoped no one had looked at my
labtop. If they did...actually I was to nervous to even say or think what would happen to me if the school found out who I really was. It was
already September 2nd. I had 9 more days to find the gundam pilot. So far I wasn't having any luck. " Hey, whats the matter? You seem down"
said the colbalt blue eyed teen. I forced a smile and looked at him. He smiled back then winked,' There. See it's not that hard to smile. Some
people are good at it and some aren't ' I rolled my eyes and lied myself down onto the bed. My arm was still bandaged and I could still feel
the blood from the wound slipping out. It wasn't the best feeling in the world but I had to deal with it. Deciding to get a few things off my
mind, I guessed that I would start a conversation asking a question I was going to ask earlier.
" Mr.Maxwell, tell me why you think I'm pretending to be what I am now?" I asked with my eyes closed. I had my head lieing on my hands
instead of the stiff pillow. The boy turned and sat back down in the seat he was sitting in before. He then sighed and replied,' Well you
didn't act the way you are now when when we first met. To tell you the truth it was as if you were hiding something' I then gave a small
chuckle. He was good. He was very good indeed. " Do you always do that? Make hasty assumptions about people?" I said as I sat up smiling at
him. The boy seemed almost shy about what he said. He almost seemed intimidated by my words of courage. " I don't make hasty assumptions about
people on the spot. If I know enough about them then I'll judge them. And the way your acting is definetely not the way you were acting on
the spacecraft" he said wisely. *Very well done. Well done indeed. He's actually got a brain after all heh* I said in thought as I looked at
him in amazment.
He then said something that made me feel like a moron,' I would ask you to dinner tonight, but I have a feeling you already have someone that
brings you to fancy restaurants' I felt like a complete idiot. I remembered he saw me and Mikey ^Pretending^ but to him it was real. I then
laughed hysterically as I scratched the back of my head. Not something I did very often. As a matter of fact why was I doing that? " You mean
Mikey? pfft! He's not...what you mean...listen. I don't know who you really are, but can you just for a couple of weeks butt out of my life?"
I said rudely and seriously. There was no time for miss nice girl. Duo looked at me as if I had stuck a knife through his heart. " Ouch.
That's gonna leave a hellova mark" he said with another shot of his suave smile. I shook my head and smiled at him. For some reason I started
to like this guy. Not in a ^Oh-my-god-he's-so-cute^ kind of way. The way I saw him was as someone to rely on in the future. " So ah...aren't
you going to thank me?" he said looking at me warmly.
I looked at him curiously. Thank him for what? It better not be for that ticket incident back on the loading colony because then I'm gonna
strangle him. " For what?" I asked in an unamused way. He then stood up from his chair and shrugged, ' I dunno...maybe just for carrying you
here to the nurse's office...' another dosage of shock flew down my throat. HE was the one who carried me? argh!!! " You! You carried me?"
I said pointing my finger at him. The boy looked at me as if I was mad. He then nodded, ' Ah ya. I did. I was in your math class this morning
and I carried you here' *This guy is...he's...and also!! ARGH!!!! HE'S A PEST!*
I stood up and looked at him angrily. I then placed my index finger on his chest and pushed him back by force, 'What in God's name gives you
the right to carry me here and then ask for a thank you?! huh?' I continued to growl at him while he looked at me fearfully. " Yeash...I only
wanted to hear two words!" he said nervously. I turned my glare full blast. I hadn't noticed but the nurse was standing at the door. " You
want to hear two words? I'LL GIVE YOU YOUR TWO WORDS!!!" I said exposing my teeth.
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"There will be no talking in this class. If I hear one peep then your detention will be doubled" said a male supervisor. I slouched over on
the desk I was told to sit in. The first day here and already I was in trouble. It wasn't fair. It was all because of that Maxwell person. I
didn't know if I should add him to the list of future allies or the list of future kills. *This isn't fair. I'm the victum* I thought angrily.
I still had my gun. I could shoot him later on after school. Then again it would be a waste of a perfectly good bullet. One day I'd get him.
One day.
The room was filled with different students. There were more males then females. I always knew that boys were more trouble. Their fashion was
so odd. Metal chains and gothic looking clothing. It made the mood of the room very depressing. With the goths in, you could feel a sense of
miasma. It was horible. As I looked around the room boredly, something on a bulletin board caught my wondering eye. *Hello...* I said in
thought. Stapeled four times was an old newspaper collum about the gundams back in AC 195. I could read a few words from the paper. It seemed
to be about the gundams killing a man that was going to bring peace to the colonies. I already knew that story. 01 had destroyed the plane
that held the leaders of the alliance. The gundams were blamed and hated from then.
I looked away and bit my lip. Did I need that paper? It could be useful if I had it. It might hold some info I needed in catching gundam pilot
02. *Hmm...I'll wait. For now, I'll stick to what I have already planned* I said in thought. It seemed as if it were only a few minutes that
went by but it was actually a whole day. The school day was finally over and I was able to leave. I walked out of my 4th period class holding
my bag in my hands. Slowly I started making my way out of the room and down the hall. Thinking how I was going to manage getting into the
school tonight and silently.
I soon exited the school, walking down the cement steps. It seemed odd. It was to quiet for me. Things didn't seem right. I started walking
down the pathway that lead to the student parking. Just before I made my way onto the grass as a short cut, I stopped in my tracks and closed
my eyes, smirking. "Hold it right there" I said loud and clear. A figure then walked infront of me,' How'd you know I was there!' I smiled and
continued walking toward the student parking lot. " Mr.Maxwell, it's hard not noticing something as loud as you. I could hear your footsteps
miles away. Thats how annoying you are" I said rudely as I dug into my pocket for my keys. I took them out and shoved the car key into the
slot on the door. " Man! Why do you have to be so mean! I'm just trying to-" "Make me smile?" I interjected doing just that. Smiling. Duo
sighed and nodded,' Ya...everything I do seems to annoy you' I opened the car door and shoved my bag inside. I then leaned on the door and
looked at him,' Listen. I don't know whats wrong with you and trying to make people smile and be happy...you can't force people into happiness
and you certainly cannot make me happy. I just met you yesterday'
" Who cares if you just met me yesterday! You seem like a troubled person and I want to do something so your not troubled anymore. Is that so
wrong?" he said with fighting words to win this argument. I sighed and looked at him. He seemed pitiful. Why was he wasting his time. " Why
are you doing this?" I asked curiously and almost angrily. The boy shrugged,'What? Trying to make you smile once in awhile?' " No. Why do you
insist on trying to make people happy? And how would you know if I was troubled or not? You don't know me! You don't know how it is to live
a life of constant pain!" I said angrily. Then something unexpected happened. He shot his eyes at mine. They were so serious and almost sad.
They looked as if they were stained by a deep sin that he felt he committed and he couldn't redeem himself for it.
" How would you know if my life wasn't filled with pain. Your saying that I made hasty assumptions? well you did to just now. But what the sad
thing is is that your wrong. My whole life I've been running away. Orphaned at a young age with nowhere to go but living on streets. Begging
for food" he said sadly. His once happy grin now transformed into a look of grief. A look of lonliness. I then felt it. A smack of guilt then
slapped acrossed my face. He had nothing in his past. He was homeless? Poor guy. " Look. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude. Its just that
I don't like many people knowing me very well. I'm not good at being a friend or having weird emotions" I said looking away. " Don't worry
about it. I kinda know how you feel. If you end up in an odd predicament and your close friends end up being held hostage then you know you
have to give in what the criminal wants" he said. I looked at him and noticed that his handsome grin had come back. I was now relieved. It
felt kind of hurtful to have guilt riding upon your shoulders.
"Well, I have to go. Lots of homework tonight" I said as I sat myself down onto the car seat. Before I closed the door I looked over to tell
him something,' Hey Duo...' The boy looked at me curiously. I then smiled,' Thank you' The long haired teen seemed curious." For what?" he
asked wonderously. My smile grew wider,' For making me smile' For once I actually did and it wasn't fake. Duo nodded,' No prob. See ya
tomorrow Amina' He then started walking over to what must have been his vehical. I then closed the door to my car and sat there for a few
thoughtful moments. Maybe he wasn't such a bad person after all. Maybe he was just a guy who wanted to make others lives better than what his
was. Someone like that was definetely worth having as an ally.
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The sun was setting. Things were becomming quiet even though the city of New York was always active. I stood out on the balcony and closed my
eyes, feeling the wind pushing all my troubles away. I was currently downloading profiles on the Internet of the gundam pilots. Unfortunately
it didn't provide pictures. It was taking sometime but I was patient. It was only 7:00 and I was waiting for 9:30 to make my move. Mikey was
supose to come up to my appartment to give me any info he had. I had an odd feeling that when he'd come up, he'd have a whole hockey gear like
suit on him. I giggled at the thought as I slowly opened my eyes. The trade centre looked so magnificent from where I was standing. It stood
proud and tall feeling as if nothing could get in its way. It was definetely a building of great power. Only people with money and brains
worked there though. Not people like me.
As I gazed off into fantasy land, my labtop made its ^I'm done downloading^ noise. I smiled deviously and walked back inside, sliding the door
shut. I walked over to the kitchen table and looked at what I had managed to get my fingers on. " Perfect. Every profile of each gundam pilot.
Huh...WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? SOME KIND OF JOKE?!" I said as I scrolled down the information. Not only was there no pictures available, but
there were no names either. I sighed and placed my hands on the table,' Great. I'm never going to complete this mission with the shit I have'
I thought about what I was going to do. I might aswell read the profiles while waiting for Mikey. " Hell why not" I said as I sat down on one
of the wooden chairs. I then pulled in my chair and got close to my labtop so that I'd be comfortable.
I then scrolled down the page of information I had and read each profile carefully,' 01; a 15 year old from the L1 colony. Codenamed after
martyred colony leader. He was chosen and trained by the colonial rebels for Operation Meteor. Under the guise of a high school student, he is
able to complete his missions in secrecy. He is determined and his recklessness is only matched by his Mobile Suit piloting skills and sense of
responsibility. Although he seems cold and ruthless he is actually kind and sensitive. He is the pilot of the Gundam 01. (Place of Origin:
L1 Colony Cluster)...alright what kind of moron wrote this. It sounds like a romance novel explaining one of the characters...Next...lets see..
02; Was a member of the Sweeper group, an organization of scavengers and salvage dealers. Cheerful and caring, he is, nonetheless, considered
a demon of battle. He pilots the Gundam Deathscythe. (Place of Origin: L2 Colony Cluster)...no need to read on. This is the bastard I want'
I saved what I had then closed my labtop. I then went into one of the rooms and looked through the closet. There must have been something
suitable for me to use for sneaking. I needed something black and sleak to get around, but not to get noticed. Tonight was the night I'd
start the first task of my mission and I wanted everything to go perfect.
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hmph! well anways, if u think there's a problem wit my writing anywhere in the story, flame me about it. I deserve it and I need some tough
treatment. Aight. Here's the next chapter.
Chapter 5
~*~ An Unknowing Pain ~*~
My eyes were tightly closed. In a way I felt as if I was sleeping but in another I felt as if I was awake at the same time. I mean I could
hear everything out in reality and I wasn't dreaming. I could see darkness because my eyelids wouldn't let me open them. I could only asume
how long I've been out. Probably for half an hour. I soon forced myself to open my tired eyes. When I opened them, I could have sworn I saw
the most scariest creature I have ever laid eyes upon. "WAH!!!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I raised the bed sheet over me. The
creature that was looking at me seemed to have fallen off its chair with a thud and grunt. I breathed heavily. Never had I in my entire life
been so scared. My heart raced and my chest fell and rose rapidly. I felt as if I was going to die of a heartattack right there. While I
placed a hand on my chest, trying to catch my breath, I wondered what the creature would do.
I had scared it back. I just hope it wouldn't attack me. I could hear it grunt as it attempted to stand up with difficulity. It then sighed.
I waited and wondered what was going to happen next. Soon, I felt the bed sheets ripped off my body. I to then fell to the floor with a thud.
I didn't feel well and I swear I could see little stars circling my head. I shook my head to snap out of my foolish daze. I turned over on my
backside and growled at the creature before me, ' Duo, what the hell do you think your doing here?' The long haired boy shook his head in
disappointment as he offered me a hand. Wishing I could refuse,which I knew I couldn't, I grabbed his hand and he helped me up to my feet. I
stood very dizzily. It seemed as if that injection hadn't worn off yet. " Woah, hey. Maybe you should sit down. Your not all there yet" he
said as he forced me to sit on the small bed.
I sat there and sighed heavily. I placed a hand to my forehead and looked down at my feet. I felt nervous. I hoped no one had looked at my
labtop. If they did...actually I was to nervous to even say or think what would happen to me if the school found out who I really was. It was
already September 2nd. I had 9 more days to find the gundam pilot. So far I wasn't having any luck. " Hey, whats the matter? You seem down"
said the colbalt blue eyed teen. I forced a smile and looked at him. He smiled back then winked,' There. See it's not that hard to smile. Some
people are good at it and some aren't ' I rolled my eyes and lied myself down onto the bed. My arm was still bandaged and I could still feel
the blood from the wound slipping out. It wasn't the best feeling in the world but I had to deal with it. Deciding to get a few things off my
mind, I guessed that I would start a conversation asking a question I was going to ask earlier.
" Mr.Maxwell, tell me why you think I'm pretending to be what I am now?" I asked with my eyes closed. I had my head lieing on my hands
instead of the stiff pillow. The boy turned and sat back down in the seat he was sitting in before. He then sighed and replied,' Well you
didn't act the way you are now when when we first met. To tell you the truth it was as if you were hiding something' I then gave a small
chuckle. He was good. He was very good indeed. " Do you always do that? Make hasty assumptions about people?" I said as I sat up smiling at
him. The boy seemed almost shy about what he said. He almost seemed intimidated by my words of courage. " I don't make hasty assumptions about
people on the spot. If I know enough about them then I'll judge them. And the way your acting is definetely not the way you were acting on
the spacecraft" he said wisely. *Very well done. Well done indeed. He's actually got a brain after all heh* I said in thought as I looked at
him in amazment.
He then said something that made me feel like a moron,' I would ask you to dinner tonight, but I have a feeling you already have someone that
brings you to fancy restaurants' I felt like a complete idiot. I remembered he saw me and Mikey ^Pretending^ but to him it was real. I then
laughed hysterically as I scratched the back of my head. Not something I did very often. As a matter of fact why was I doing that? " You mean
Mikey? pfft! He's not...what you mean...listen. I don't know who you really are, but can you just for a couple of weeks butt out of my life?"
I said rudely and seriously. There was no time for miss nice girl. Duo looked at me as if I had stuck a knife through his heart. " Ouch.
That's gonna leave a hellova mark" he said with another shot of his suave smile. I shook my head and smiled at him. For some reason I started
to like this guy. Not in a ^Oh-my-god-he's-so-cute^ kind of way. The way I saw him was as someone to rely on in the future. " So ah...aren't
you going to thank me?" he said looking at me warmly.
I looked at him curiously. Thank him for what? It better not be for that ticket incident back on the loading colony because then I'm gonna
strangle him. " For what?" I asked in an unamused way. He then stood up from his chair and shrugged, ' I dunno...maybe just for carrying you
here to the nurse's office...' another dosage of shock flew down my throat. HE was the one who carried me? argh!!! " You! You carried me?"
I said pointing my finger at him. The boy looked at me as if I was mad. He then nodded, ' Ah ya. I did. I was in your math class this morning
and I carried you here' *This guy is...he's...and also!! ARGH!!!! HE'S A PEST!*
I stood up and looked at him angrily. I then placed my index finger on his chest and pushed him back by force, 'What in God's name gives you
the right to carry me here and then ask for a thank you?! huh?' I continued to growl at him while he looked at me fearfully. " Yeash...I only
wanted to hear two words!" he said nervously. I turned my glare full blast. I hadn't noticed but the nurse was standing at the door. " You
want to hear two words? I'LL GIVE YOU YOUR TWO WORDS!!!" I said exposing my teeth.
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"There will be no talking in this class. If I hear one peep then your detention will be doubled" said a male supervisor. I slouched over on
the desk I was told to sit in. The first day here and already I was in trouble. It wasn't fair. It was all because of that Maxwell person. I
didn't know if I should add him to the list of future allies or the list of future kills. *This isn't fair. I'm the victum* I thought angrily.
I still had my gun. I could shoot him later on after school. Then again it would be a waste of a perfectly good bullet. One day I'd get him.
One day.
The room was filled with different students. There were more males then females. I always knew that boys were more trouble. Their fashion was
so odd. Metal chains and gothic looking clothing. It made the mood of the room very depressing. With the goths in, you could feel a sense of
miasma. It was horible. As I looked around the room boredly, something on a bulletin board caught my wondering eye. *Hello...* I said in
thought. Stapeled four times was an old newspaper collum about the gundams back in AC 195. I could read a few words from the paper. It seemed
to be about the gundams killing a man that was going to bring peace to the colonies. I already knew that story. 01 had destroyed the plane
that held the leaders of the alliance. The gundams were blamed and hated from then.
I looked away and bit my lip. Did I need that paper? It could be useful if I had it. It might hold some info I needed in catching gundam pilot
02. *Hmm...I'll wait. For now, I'll stick to what I have already planned* I said in thought. It seemed as if it were only a few minutes that
went by but it was actually a whole day. The school day was finally over and I was able to leave. I walked out of my 4th period class holding
my bag in my hands. Slowly I started making my way out of the room and down the hall. Thinking how I was going to manage getting into the
school tonight and silently.
I soon exited the school, walking down the cement steps. It seemed odd. It was to quiet for me. Things didn't seem right. I started walking
down the pathway that lead to the student parking. Just before I made my way onto the grass as a short cut, I stopped in my tracks and closed
my eyes, smirking. "Hold it right there" I said loud and clear. A figure then walked infront of me,' How'd you know I was there!' I smiled and
continued walking toward the student parking lot. " Mr.Maxwell, it's hard not noticing something as loud as you. I could hear your footsteps
miles away. Thats how annoying you are" I said rudely as I dug into my pocket for my keys. I took them out and shoved the car key into the
slot on the door. " Man! Why do you have to be so mean! I'm just trying to-" "Make me smile?" I interjected doing just that. Smiling. Duo
sighed and nodded,' Ya...everything I do seems to annoy you' I opened the car door and shoved my bag inside. I then leaned on the door and
looked at him,' Listen. I don't know whats wrong with you and trying to make people smile and be happy...you can't force people into happiness
and you certainly cannot make me happy. I just met you yesterday'
" Who cares if you just met me yesterday! You seem like a troubled person and I want to do something so your not troubled anymore. Is that so
wrong?" he said with fighting words to win this argument. I sighed and looked at him. He seemed pitiful. Why was he wasting his time. " Why
are you doing this?" I asked curiously and almost angrily. The boy shrugged,'What? Trying to make you smile once in awhile?' " No. Why do you
insist on trying to make people happy? And how would you know if I was troubled or not? You don't know me! You don't know how it is to live
a life of constant pain!" I said angrily. Then something unexpected happened. He shot his eyes at mine. They were so serious and almost sad.
They looked as if they were stained by a deep sin that he felt he committed and he couldn't redeem himself for it.
" How would you know if my life wasn't filled with pain. Your saying that I made hasty assumptions? well you did to just now. But what the sad
thing is is that your wrong. My whole life I've been running away. Orphaned at a young age with nowhere to go but living on streets. Begging
for food" he said sadly. His once happy grin now transformed into a look of grief. A look of lonliness. I then felt it. A smack of guilt then
slapped acrossed my face. He had nothing in his past. He was homeless? Poor guy. " Look. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude. Its just that
I don't like many people knowing me very well. I'm not good at being a friend or having weird emotions" I said looking away. " Don't worry
about it. I kinda know how you feel. If you end up in an odd predicament and your close friends end up being held hostage then you know you
have to give in what the criminal wants" he said. I looked at him and noticed that his handsome grin had come back. I was now relieved. It
felt kind of hurtful to have guilt riding upon your shoulders.
"Well, I have to go. Lots of homework tonight" I said as I sat myself down onto the car seat. Before I closed the door I looked over to tell
him something,' Hey Duo...' The boy looked at me curiously. I then smiled,' Thank you' The long haired teen seemed curious." For what?" he
asked wonderously. My smile grew wider,' For making me smile' For once I actually did and it wasn't fake. Duo nodded,' No prob. See ya
tomorrow Amina' He then started walking over to what must have been his vehical. I then closed the door to my car and sat there for a few
thoughtful moments. Maybe he wasn't such a bad person after all. Maybe he was just a guy who wanted to make others lives better than what his
was. Someone like that was definetely worth having as an ally.
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The sun was setting. Things were becomming quiet even though the city of New York was always active. I stood out on the balcony and closed my
eyes, feeling the wind pushing all my troubles away. I was currently downloading profiles on the Internet of the gundam pilots. Unfortunately
it didn't provide pictures. It was taking sometime but I was patient. It was only 7:00 and I was waiting for 9:30 to make my move. Mikey was
supose to come up to my appartment to give me any info he had. I had an odd feeling that when he'd come up, he'd have a whole hockey gear like
suit on him. I giggled at the thought as I slowly opened my eyes. The trade centre looked so magnificent from where I was standing. It stood
proud and tall feeling as if nothing could get in its way. It was definetely a building of great power. Only people with money and brains
worked there though. Not people like me.
As I gazed off into fantasy land, my labtop made its ^I'm done downloading^ noise. I smiled deviously and walked back inside, sliding the door
shut. I walked over to the kitchen table and looked at what I had managed to get my fingers on. " Perfect. Every profile of each gundam pilot.
Huh...WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? SOME KIND OF JOKE?!" I said as I scrolled down the information. Not only was there no pictures available, but
there were no names either. I sighed and placed my hands on the table,' Great. I'm never going to complete this mission with the shit I have'
I thought about what I was going to do. I might aswell read the profiles while waiting for Mikey. " Hell why not" I said as I sat down on one
of the wooden chairs. I then pulled in my chair and got close to my labtop so that I'd be comfortable.
I then scrolled down the page of information I had and read each profile carefully,' 01; a 15 year old from the L1 colony. Codenamed after
martyred colony leader. He was chosen and trained by the colonial rebels for Operation Meteor. Under the guise of a high school student, he is
able to complete his missions in secrecy. He is determined and his recklessness is only matched by his Mobile Suit piloting skills and sense of
responsibility. Although he seems cold and ruthless he is actually kind and sensitive. He is the pilot of the Gundam 01. (Place of Origin:
L1 Colony Cluster)...alright what kind of moron wrote this. It sounds like a romance novel explaining one of the characters...Next...lets see..
02; Was a member of the Sweeper group, an organization of scavengers and salvage dealers. Cheerful and caring, he is, nonetheless, considered
a demon of battle. He pilots the Gundam Deathscythe. (Place of Origin: L2 Colony Cluster)...no need to read on. This is the bastard I want'
I saved what I had then closed my labtop. I then went into one of the rooms and looked through the closet. There must have been something
suitable for me to use for sneaking. I needed something black and sleak to get around, but not to get noticed. Tonight was the night I'd
start the first task of my mission and I wanted everything to go perfect.
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