The Child of Death 05: Class 02 Mission

Day 1:

DeathScythe Hell floated down, big bubbles every now and then coming up, Duo walked away hoping it would be a while before anyone spotted it. He held his back pack over his shoulder a joined the crowed on the streets.
He was not wearing his usual outfit but a regular pair of blue jeans and white shirt, sleeves rolled up and black sun glassed over his eyes. He walked into a busier part of town not as Duo Maxwell but as an OZ agent. Duo came to the base pulling out his papers and identification the dock had created for him.
"Who are you?" The guy looked about 20 his uniform was a 3rd year officer, probably one of the reserves that came from his own colony. Duo held up his identification card and the guard snapped straight to attention.
"Sir I'm sorry, I forgot we were expecting you." Duo's head darted around and he waved.
"I'll take you to get your room number, the governors are not here today, but they'll be here fist thing in the morning." Duo fallowed him a few people saluted and he saluted back. He eventually got his room number and building.
J did his job great this time, he had gotten Duo as general of some Gundam mechanics, and he was stationed above the hangers. Duo had all the access he needed he just needed to give a good example.

Day 2:

"General Gareti, it says that you've been switched in between quiet a few bases." Duo stood at attention before five men. His uniform consisted of white pants with a blue stripe down the sides, Boots all the way to his knees like Treiz's. His black coat had silver lining to tell he was a mechanic. His white gloved hands were cupped at his sides. A black bow was on the end of his braid. His eyes stared forward.
"Yes, but I've left other generals to watch over for any problems." His breath was coming out even but inside his heart wanted to pond. He wanted to take out the governors.
"Why are you really here?"
"To show, that I'm the best mechanic for OZ, especially I want to become a personal mechanic sir." Duo's eyes blinked.
"At ease General," Duo let go of his tight hands, and brought them to his face. All his muscles seemed to UN-tighten.
"You'll be taken to the hanger after you change. There you will begin work on the unfinished models of: 4 Aeries, 10 Taurus's, and 2 cancers." Duo's mind calculated that in good time.
"Yes sir."
"Personal mechanic, to whom?"
"Yes sir, to Cornel Treize or even the Lightning Count." They wrote something down and stood up, they walked out and a young mechanic came in.
"Fallow me and will get your mechanic uniform." He did as they said.
Before he new it he was dressed and out in the hanger. It was a mess; all the parts were mixed together. Day two wasn't going the way he wanted it to , but toward the end it did, 12 thermal crystals were his.

Day 3

Duo sat infront of a computer, pretending to find a stock of new mobile doll parts. But behind the files he was downloading the information on the 8th Gundam.
"Hey Solo did you find the parts?" Duo looke up, that's right he was Solo Gareti.
"Yeah, L4 there on there way down, Will get them by 1 o'clock today." Duo closed all the information screens, noticing it was done downloading.
"Go and finish the 9th and 11th mobile suites." Duo raised his hand to his head he felt warm, considering he had been inside all day.
"What about 12th and the 20th?"
"Those I'll work on myself." Duo stood up and fallowed the cadet out. He had tomorrow to escape his chance to get going.

Day 4:

Duo was sweating big time. Gundam Deathscythe Hell was being chased by Mobile dolls and Aries's. A missile hit Duo from behind and his head collided with the console. All he saw next was black.