My goodness… I didn't even think anyone read my fics anymore, but I keep getting e-mail notifications that I got a new review on one of my X fanfics! Ahh, you lucky guys, I'm gonna do this just for you! I hope you're reading:D
A navigator wasn't needed for this mission. It was easy. The three of us, X, Zero and myself, were merely doing some scouting for anything interesting. New power sources, suspicious leads, missing soldiers, you know, that sort of stuff. Signas had been right, too, because I was a little bad with rocky areas. While hugging a cliff-side to get to the top, I fell, and boy did I plummet! Luckily, X and Zero raced down to get to me when I hit the bottom, and Zero helped me up a bit. I wasn't too roughed up, though, but I would have to take a visit to the repairs lab when we got back.
We didn't find anything, 'cept for a few data crystals. Data-crystals were this new substance that Alia discovered not too long ago from an area sample that X brought back from a coastal region.
Don't ask me what data they have, though. I don't pay attention to any of the debriefing or mission summaries. Pallette used to bark at me for what a small attention span I had. The funny thing is that Zero does the same thing.
Those two have a lot in common.
Well… at least a lot in common when it comes to me. That's odd. I suppose it's one of those things that will "all make sense to me in years to come" or whatever.
So anyway… when we came back from the cliff region, I headed straight for the repairs lab. As usual, Pallette was stationed there. Since Alia's promotion, the pink navigator patrols the halls when she's not helping us, Layer monitors the communications room, and Pallette does her work at the repairs lab. She's not that bad, really, but I like to think that there are better nurses out there.
"… H-hello, Pallette," I murmured when I came into the lab. Of course, I was terrified of her at this point. Neither of us had apologized yet, and I know how she is. She's very touchy about that. Holds grudges like you wouldn't believe…
"Hello, Axl!"
"… Hi."
"What happened to you! Did you get attacked? Ambushed, maybe? Chased?"
"Erm… no, actually I fell."
She wasn't as hostile as I had expected. Good. That was always nice. She and Zero were sharing moodswings today, I think.
"Oh… well, here, let me take your stuff off and see if I can fix it up for you," she said, helping me slip my helmet off. She had such nimble hands. They were quick and very agile. Mine, however, fumble around constantly. On average, it takes me about two hours to take off all my crap after a mission.
When she was in the middle of helping me take off my body armor, that's when Zero walked in. At first he didn't say anything, but his eyes grew wide, and his cheeks grew red, however I couldn't tell by the look in his eyes if the red cheeks were from anger or embarrassment.
"You…"
"Me? YOU!" Pallette shouted back, suddenly stepping away from me. She turned to Zero, fuming, and put her hands on her hips.
"He doesn't need any attention! Come on, Axl!" Zero roared, not even taking a second to remove his glare from Pallette to look me in the eye.
"No! Axl needs his scrapes on his arms and legs attended to, and his armor needs to be hauled down to the repairs garage!" the navigator snapped back, narrowing her eyes.
"Fine, then I'll do it. Come on, Axl!"
But… what was I supposed to do! I looked helplessly at the both of them, wishing so terribly for some sort of distraction. This was horrible…
Yeah I know, I'm sorry it's not very long... I'll get a longer chapter up here soon, though, don't worry! I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm still out here somewhere.