Black Feather: Episode III
"Offer of Vengeance"
Global Cortex Surface Base, Branch GC-05
11:38 a.m., 03/06
"A contingent of Union's Battle MTs have attacked Kisaragi's Weapons Research Laboratory, KWRL-S/09. The damage was extensive and estimated repair costs are 190,000,000c. The attackers have withdrawn and Security is investigating this mat..." The female reporter's voice droned on from the radio alarm.
"zzzZZzzz....ZZzzzZZZzz...hmm...Kara...sa...wa...zzzZZZzz....ah...Titan....z zZZzz..." Qastor was deep in sleep, despite the blaring radio and the bright sunlight pouring from the windows. Birds chirped a harmonious ballad of spring and a breeze of morning seeped in from a small gap in the broad window. A blissful morning...
Someone knocked on the door. "Qastor~! Wake up, sleepyhead! Someone's waiting for you!" The rhythmic voice belonged to one of the best female Ravens, Iris. "Qastor!"
"zzz...wha...WHAT!?....ahhh!" The sunlight made Qastor squint as he launched the radio alarm out of the gap, its thin cord trailing not to far behind. There goes 25c...
The automated sliding door opened and the radiant Iris stepped in, finding Qastor sitting on his bed, trying to overcome the sunlight's brightness.
"Are you doing THAT again? It's like you've never seen the sun before." Iris' tone had a tinge of amusement in it.
"Hey, come on. I'm still getting used to the sun." Qastor sluggishly yawned.
"You could get used to the sun later. Right now, a Sphere personnel is waiting for you. I'll meet you in Conference Room N-07." Iris elegantly strolled out the door.
"Alright, babe." Iris gave a half-amused, half-disgusted scoff in response, leaving Qastor to get ready...
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Qastor pumped his legs as fast as he could to Conference Room N-07. While getting ready earlier, he fell asleep again and got up half an hour later.
Whispering, the door opened, and Qastor found Iris, a Sphere personnel, and a Security representative, all but Iris of which were edgy from waiting so long. She kept a pleasant face, although she might have frowned a little when her eyes met Qastor's.
"Sorry I was late. Hahaha...ha..." No one else was laughing, so Qastor just thought he'd shut up and take a seat. He sat next to Iris, much to her exasperation.
"I assume you wanted to see me?" Qastor inquired the Sphere personnel.
"Yes. There have been several random attacks lately, all of which were of different origins. One of our outposts was attacked by one of these groups and we've tracked them down. They have assembled in an abandoned civilian sector, RCS-075, of Realms City." The male Sphere client spoke patiently.
"I believe they were responsible for yesterday's attack on your AC, Mr. Qastor." The Security representative was a sturdy, aged man, with rough brown hair and gray sides. Iris spotted Qastor's hand coil into a clenched fist on his lap. She glanced up at his face and found it grave.
"Seeing that they've performed a misdeed upon you, Mr. Qastor, we'd like to offer you a chance to take revenge. We're willing to reward you an AC part in compensation for your success."
"Iris."
"Yes?"
"How's my AC?"
"Its repairs are complete." Iris never liked it when Qastor was terse.
"Good. Let's go." Qastor's voice was serious. Eagerness could be sensed, however. Iris got up.
"Iris, I'll do this one alone."
"But-"
"No buts. This is personal." Qastor was wearing a glove on his left hand. Beneath that glove was a burn from trying to ward off the attackers last night.
The three left, leaving Iris sitting in her chair alone. She stared at the fluffy clouds and blue atmosphere, a tree rustling in the gentle wind. Sighing, she got up and tended her business.
After registering the mission contract, it was customary that the client see the employed Raven off into the mission. However, this was not the case. The three parted at the front gate and Qastor left for the hangar. He passed Iris in a hallway.
He gave a reassuring and apologizing smile, and Iris looked thoughtfully at the floor.
"Offer of Vengeance"
Global Cortex Surface Base, Branch GC-05
11:38 a.m., 03/06
"A contingent of Union's Battle MTs have attacked Kisaragi's Weapons Research Laboratory, KWRL-S/09. The damage was extensive and estimated repair costs are 190,000,000c. The attackers have withdrawn and Security is investigating this mat..." The female reporter's voice droned on from the radio alarm.
"zzzZZzzz....ZZzzzZZZzz...hmm...Kara...sa...wa...zzzZZZzz....ah...Titan....z zZZzz..." Qastor was deep in sleep, despite the blaring radio and the bright sunlight pouring from the windows. Birds chirped a harmonious ballad of spring and a breeze of morning seeped in from a small gap in the broad window. A blissful morning...
Someone knocked on the door. "Qastor~! Wake up, sleepyhead! Someone's waiting for you!" The rhythmic voice belonged to one of the best female Ravens, Iris. "Qastor!"
"zzz...wha...WHAT!?....ahhh!" The sunlight made Qastor squint as he launched the radio alarm out of the gap, its thin cord trailing not to far behind. There goes 25c...
The automated sliding door opened and the radiant Iris stepped in, finding Qastor sitting on his bed, trying to overcome the sunlight's brightness.
"Are you doing THAT again? It's like you've never seen the sun before." Iris' tone had a tinge of amusement in it.
"Hey, come on. I'm still getting used to the sun." Qastor sluggishly yawned.
"You could get used to the sun later. Right now, a Sphere personnel is waiting for you. I'll meet you in Conference Room N-07." Iris elegantly strolled out the door.
"Alright, babe." Iris gave a half-amused, half-disgusted scoff in response, leaving Qastor to get ready...
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Qastor pumped his legs as fast as he could to Conference Room N-07. While getting ready earlier, he fell asleep again and got up half an hour later.
Whispering, the door opened, and Qastor found Iris, a Sphere personnel, and a Security representative, all but Iris of which were edgy from waiting so long. She kept a pleasant face, although she might have frowned a little when her eyes met Qastor's.
"Sorry I was late. Hahaha...ha..." No one else was laughing, so Qastor just thought he'd shut up and take a seat. He sat next to Iris, much to her exasperation.
"I assume you wanted to see me?" Qastor inquired the Sphere personnel.
"Yes. There have been several random attacks lately, all of which were of different origins. One of our outposts was attacked by one of these groups and we've tracked them down. They have assembled in an abandoned civilian sector, RCS-075, of Realms City." The male Sphere client spoke patiently.
"I believe they were responsible for yesterday's attack on your AC, Mr. Qastor." The Security representative was a sturdy, aged man, with rough brown hair and gray sides. Iris spotted Qastor's hand coil into a clenched fist on his lap. She glanced up at his face and found it grave.
"Seeing that they've performed a misdeed upon you, Mr. Qastor, we'd like to offer you a chance to take revenge. We're willing to reward you an AC part in compensation for your success."
"Iris."
"Yes?"
"How's my AC?"
"Its repairs are complete." Iris never liked it when Qastor was terse.
"Good. Let's go." Qastor's voice was serious. Eagerness could be sensed, however. Iris got up.
"Iris, I'll do this one alone."
"But-"
"No buts. This is personal." Qastor was wearing a glove on his left hand. Beneath that glove was a burn from trying to ward off the attackers last night.
The three left, leaving Iris sitting in her chair alone. She stared at the fluffy clouds and blue atmosphere, a tree rustling in the gentle wind. Sighing, she got up and tended her business.
After registering the mission contract, it was customary that the client see the employed Raven off into the mission. However, this was not the case. The three parted at the front gate and Qastor left for the hangar. He passed Iris in a hallway.
He gave a reassuring and apologizing smile, and Iris looked thoughtfully at the floor.