This is four years after the first bit (that was14th Gundam fight, and this is the 15th). So, that was like part 1, and this is part 2. I guess.







"Neo-France defeats Neo-," a very blonde television reporter says. The screen is so covered in grease and grime the only really noticeable thing on the screen in the reporter's platinum hair. Smoke performs exotic dances twisting from ashtrays. The front windows have more plastic than glass in them and any glass there is mostly cracked from gunshots. The whole bar is really just shades of tobacco yellow. A red cloaked person hunches over the bar squinting at the tiny TV screen. When the bartender asks the cloaked figure if the person wants a drink, a husky voice and a hand emerges from the folds of the cloaks. A handful of coins are dropped on the table, and the lanky hand that dropped them recedes back into the cloaked mass. Avidly, the figure stares at the TV watching the news of the Gundam match.

"Thanks for leaving your TV on," the cloaked figure says. Leaving the drink untouched, the figure leaves the bar.