PHASE 01
The
door slid open as someone entered the room.
"There
you are" a female voice said as the slide door closed itself.
"Planning ahead already? We won't be arriving at Heliopolis in
another two days..."
"Never
postpone anything to tomorrow if it can be done today" the person
sitting in the chair said. Turning the chair around, they faced each
other.
He,
sitting in the chair, wore a normal Orb commander uniform with a red
collar and the upper part of the jacket unbuttoned. His mid-long
dark-blonde hair was all combed to one side, partially hiding his
left eye. His eyes had a marine blue colour. He looked like someone
in his early twenties.
The
other person, now also taking a seat, was a woman in her
mid-twenties. She also wore a Orb military uniform, the standard
female officer outfit, with a green collar. Her hair was something
between dark green and dark blonde, tied in a long ponytail reaching
her back. She had bright green eyes which were accompanied by
blackglasses placed on top of her head.
"So,
PO1 to 3 were stored in the cargo bay, ready for shipment?" the man
asked.
"That's
right, Shere. The construction facility.", she pointed a finger at
the last yellow dot on the screen, "That should be where we can
find PO4. But there probably isn't much left of it. According to
the technicians, they had already completed it. It seems that the
construction facility wasn't completely destroyed by the
self-destruct mechanism, so maybe..."
"I
see. We'll just take what's left of it. By the way, when are we
going to enter ZAFT territory?"
"Actually,
I came here to say we just have. Everyone has to put on their
civilian clothing." she said, winking her eye.
"Eh?"
"Well,
unless you want ZAFT to find out we're actually Orb soldiers
sneaking into their territory as a shortcut to salvage Mobile Suits,
you'd better wear something different."
They
both smiled for a moment, before a new face appeared on the monitor.
"Amigo,
no flirting during working hours!" the face on the screen
proclaimed. The face consisted of two brown eyes, tanned skin and a
evilly grinning mouth. Each ear was adorned by a small green earring.
On top of the head, a strange black mass was located. It looked like
something between dreadlocks and spikes. A yellow banana-print vest
completed the picture.
"This
ain't..." Shere began.
"No
excuses! Doing this kind of thing is forbidden, and you know it!"
"Um,
Rick, we weren't..."
"Denying,
are we?"
Shere
rolled his eyes as the guy rattled on.
"You
just wait! I'll get my revenge! I'll..."
At
that moment, the woman sitting next to Shere bent forward and said:
"Rick, stop using the ship's cameras to spy on people and get on
with the job you're hired for!"
"What
job? I'm hired to identify and repair stuff! I ain't got nothin'
to do here in this..."
With
a faint 'click', the monitor became void of any colour.
"Man
that guy talks a lot. Mia, why did you hire him in the first place?"
Shere asked as he released the monitor's power switch.
"Because
he's one of the best technicians Junk Guild had to offer." Mia
said while putting one leg over the other. "And with all due
respect, Sir, when the hell are you going to get changed?"
"Quit
the 'sir' already. This isn't a military operation." Shere
said as he stood up and left the room.
"Ooh,
moody are we?" Rick proclaimed as he lost the camera signal.
"Who's
moody? Someone just entering the bridge said.
He
was a tall man, about 30 years old, wearing a sleeveless black shirt
with a yellow 'S' on it and black trousers. His short hair and
trimmed beard were red, and his eyes had a grey colour.
With
his hands in his pockets, he floated towards the navigator's chair
and made himself comfortable.
"Well?
Who's moody?" he grinned.
"Nobody
is, amigo! We're all having a wonderful time, boring ourselves to
hell in here! Now I know that there isn't much to do here at the
moment, but if I knew from the start that I'd be sitting here on my
butt..."
"Rick,
was it?" the red-haired guy asked.
"That's
me. You're Nigel, right? 'sup man? What is it?"
"Quiet
down for a bit, you're irritating me." Nigel said as he checked
the radar.
Rick
stared at him for a few seconds, mouth wide open, before he turned
around and started to shuffle a deck of cards, mumbling things like
"The nerve these people have..."
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Right after I posted Phase 01, I decided to add this one as Phase 02, instead of the already written Phase 02 which I haven't typed yet. I think the characters haven't been introduced enough, yet, so I added this sort of 'filler' episode.
