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Ch. 37: The Business of War
"Our enemy seems to have a disagreement," stated Isuki, "about the 'rules of battle' as their commander put it. I've called you all here so we can discuss it with them. Computer, patch the transition through.
"It's about time," growled Brian, "I've been waiting for over 15 minutes."
"Sorry for the inconvenience."
"You, shut the hell up."
"What do you want now?" asked Daemon, raising his hand to quiet Isuki.
"I've just received word that Earth, as been, absolved from this war. So, Earth has no reason to be here. Let alone 2 Evangelions."
"It's not like you to complain."
"I could care less either way. But, my order come from higher up."
"What does your commander suggest?"
"Simple, we strike a deal, or we attack Earth."
"We are prepared to give you full authority of all shipping through this area," replied Isuki.
"Regardless?"
"Regardless."
"Total authority?"
"Within limits."
"Limits?"
"We know you have Zentrati Rebels on your stations. You will not be aloud to have any Zentrati weaponry in this area."
"Agreed. After all, I have assured no more Zentrati weaponry can be made."
"How...." Asked Kerry suddenly.
"Simple. Our 'Zentrati Reels' are only pilots. And, I've already, handled the Zentrati home world."
"Handled? How so?"
"I destroyed it, completely and utterly. You aren't the only ones who need revenge you know."
There was a collective gasp of shock.
"So, the terms are agreed?" continued Brain.
"Yes" replied Isuki after several seconds,
"Good. I'll see you all in battle in.......3 days?"
"I look forward to it," growled Daemon.
The next day found Asuka sitting in a bar, alone. She had yet to touch her drink.
It also found Shinji, lying knocked out on the ground, next to Asuka, having been the victim of her venting her frustrations.
"Hi, ya," said a cheerful voice.
Asuka looked up, and saw a girl with vivid electric blue hair, tied back in a ponytail, standing in front of her.
"What the......" Asuka stammered in a sleepy voice.
"It's my hair isn't it?" replied the girl, "It always gets that response. Mind if I join you?"
"Sure, what ever."
"My names, Morgan. What's your's?"
"It's Asuka. The idiot on the ground there is Shinji."
"On the ground? Oh! I didn't even see him there. Wow! He must be hammered."
"No, just unconscious."
"Oh, so this is the victim of that assault I saw a little while ago?"
"......ummm.....you saw that?"
"Everyone did. You're not going to hurt me now, are you?"
"No, I just needed to vent a little. Shinji here is used to it. Aren't you Shinji," Asuka said while kicking Shinji's side.
"That's good. For a second I thought you just attacked random people when ever you where in a bad mood. Like my CO."
"So, he's an ass?"
"The biggest! This guy makes Devils look like Angels when he's pissed off."
Asuka began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" asked Morgan.
"Lets just say, I've seen Angels that make Devils look like puppies."
"Well, any ways, enough with the small talk. What's your take on the rumor?"
"Rumor?"
"You haven't heard?"
"About what?"
"About Anubis. They say he's been resurrected."
"Oh, that. I know it has. But, it's nothing special. I've piloted it. It's just a big toy."
"He let you pilot it! That ass, let you in his cockpit! I came here to gloat that I'd seen it, but you.......wow!"
"Do you know if here's here now?"
"Who? My CO? Ya, he's here, alone in some dark corner. We had to practically drag him here today. He's in one of his moods. Well, I should get going, see ya."
When Morgan left, Asuka walked over Shinji, and towards the only table where one person was sitting.
End of Chapter.
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Now, to the story. --------------------------------------------------------- ------------------- -------------------------------
Ch. 37: The Business of War
"Our enemy seems to have a disagreement," stated Isuki, "about the 'rules of battle' as their commander put it. I've called you all here so we can discuss it with them. Computer, patch the transition through.
"It's about time," growled Brian, "I've been waiting for over 15 minutes."
"Sorry for the inconvenience."
"You, shut the hell up."
"What do you want now?" asked Daemon, raising his hand to quiet Isuki.
"I've just received word that Earth, as been, absolved from this war. So, Earth has no reason to be here. Let alone 2 Evangelions."
"It's not like you to complain."
"I could care less either way. But, my order come from higher up."
"What does your commander suggest?"
"Simple, we strike a deal, or we attack Earth."
"We are prepared to give you full authority of all shipping through this area," replied Isuki.
"Regardless?"
"Regardless."
"Total authority?"
"Within limits."
"Limits?"
"We know you have Zentrati Rebels on your stations. You will not be aloud to have any Zentrati weaponry in this area."
"Agreed. After all, I have assured no more Zentrati weaponry can be made."
"How...." Asked Kerry suddenly.
"Simple. Our 'Zentrati Reels' are only pilots. And, I've already, handled the Zentrati home world."
"Handled? How so?"
"I destroyed it, completely and utterly. You aren't the only ones who need revenge you know."
There was a collective gasp of shock.
"So, the terms are agreed?" continued Brain.
"Yes" replied Isuki after several seconds,
"Good. I'll see you all in battle in.......3 days?"
"I look forward to it," growled Daemon.
The next day found Asuka sitting in a bar, alone. She had yet to touch her drink.
It also found Shinji, lying knocked out on the ground, next to Asuka, having been the victim of her venting her frustrations.
"Hi, ya," said a cheerful voice.
Asuka looked up, and saw a girl with vivid electric blue hair, tied back in a ponytail, standing in front of her.
"What the......" Asuka stammered in a sleepy voice.
"It's my hair isn't it?" replied the girl, "It always gets that response. Mind if I join you?"
"Sure, what ever."
"My names, Morgan. What's your's?"
"It's Asuka. The idiot on the ground there is Shinji."
"On the ground? Oh! I didn't even see him there. Wow! He must be hammered."
"No, just unconscious."
"Oh, so this is the victim of that assault I saw a little while ago?"
"......ummm.....you saw that?"
"Everyone did. You're not going to hurt me now, are you?"
"No, I just needed to vent a little. Shinji here is used to it. Aren't you Shinji," Asuka said while kicking Shinji's side.
"That's good. For a second I thought you just attacked random people when ever you where in a bad mood. Like my CO."
"So, he's an ass?"
"The biggest! This guy makes Devils look like Angels when he's pissed off."
Asuka began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" asked Morgan.
"Lets just say, I've seen Angels that make Devils look like puppies."
"Well, any ways, enough with the small talk. What's your take on the rumor?"
"Rumor?"
"You haven't heard?"
"About what?"
"About Anubis. They say he's been resurrected."
"Oh, that. I know it has. But, it's nothing special. I've piloted it. It's just a big toy."
"He let you pilot it! That ass, let you in his cockpit! I came here to gloat that I'd seen it, but you.......wow!"
"Do you know if here's here now?"
"Who? My CO? Ya, he's here, alone in some dark corner. We had to practically drag him here today. He's in one of his moods. Well, I should get going, see ya."
When Morgan left, Asuka walked over Shinji, and towards the only table where one person was sitting.
End of Chapter.