On the Other Side
Veda OS
Inside a void of only computer programming lay Tieria, in his purple uniform as always. Although a software like him theoretically never needs to rest, he still decided to slack off for a while after processing every known and unknown variable of the Ptolemaios' trip out of the solar system. He fully understood the logic behind such a bold journey, and with the world now in peace at last, there was no reason to object this journey that might be a battle to eradicate the last threat to mankind.
They need food and raw materials. Lots of them. He recalled as he checked the date. March 2. In fact, he almost forgot it was almost Lyle's birthday. But with his somewhat annoyingly outgoing personality and his bad flirting habits, the stoic Tieria found it hard to think of any present to give him. All he might be able to do was to greet him happy birthday when he uses his Haro. That was until he came across a file loaded with genetic information of a batch of Innovades.
He found himself staring at a seemingly reinforced doorway glowing in a dim blue, with a code lock on its right. Recognising the lock and its corresponding binary code, Tieria typed it in and launched himself into the doorway, allowing his momentum to take him to where he needs to go: the most updated consciousness of every Innovade that was ever created.
A great number of these consciousnesses were permanently erased by Veda, after being deemed to be far too dangerous to live on. Ribbons Almark was the first to be erased, after Celestial Being took back Veda from his hands, along with his loyal followers that served under Ribbons and with the Earth Sphere Federation in order to write their own dialogues of the world, which was no different from totalitarianism.
Tieria grinned as he flew past these empty files marked as 'trash', remembering to utter excitement he went through when his precious Veda was finally returned to the right hands. There was one set of consciousness that Veda refused to erase, though. And after the prolonged entanglement with the rogue Ribbons it was restrained by a set of firewalls, with nowhere to go and nothing new to take in. The worst part of it was that it didn't need to be fed in any way, allowing both Tieria and Veda to agree with bounding it with the most painful chains to prevent it from cutting loose.
But not today. After Tieria's careful processing of odds and ends, he thought letting him stay this way was unhealthy for him. And with even Setsuna's agreement on his suggestion, which was probably heavily influenced by his feelings for Feldt, he drifted on until he reached a container tube like file that was labelled as Anew Returner.
Setsuna stared at his red scarf, deciding whether to take with him onto the Ptolemy or not, as well as his set of casual clothes. In the end, like most of the crew, he concluded that it was best for him to have a set of reserve clothing in case he somehow falls into a drainage pipe or something worse.
He went on to filter his belongings scattered across his quarter. His space grown flower, which was given by Feldt and somehow retrieved by Ptolemy's helpful crew, made the cut and went into his borrowed duffel bag. The rest that didn't make it were either tossed into a bin or placed in a row of storage lockers on the space station. He had just finished settling himself in the Ptolemy when he ran into his pink haired partner. "Feldt." He greeted simply.
"How long exactly did you pass out?"
Feldt couldn't help mentally face palming herself upon hearing the rather embarrassing question. She had went dark for thirty hours, to be exact, as it was her first take on extended training sessions like the one she had before. After that and the fact that Setsuna had to carry her back to her room after accidentally putting her out by hugging her too tight, Milenia and Marie would never let her hear the end of it.
"I'd rather not answer that one." Feldt held her hands together in front of her belt. "But...not being mad at you, why would you do that?" She asked.
"I told you. I owed you a hug from the medical capsule." He said flatly as he carried on heading to the Ptolemy.
Feldt couldn't help laughing at Setsuna's odd answer. "That's not how a hug works." She explained and did her best to cut her laughter. Feldt reached for him, but suddenly flinched after realising that she might set off a bomb if she touched him. She didn't hesitate to tell him why she jolted either.
"Just don't touch me in the mouth with yours. Yet." Setsuna joked, and silently permitted Feldt to rest her head on his shoulder for a brief moment before entering the warship. He had already made up his mind. He was going to give it all a shot, but as professional as possible, just like the way Lyle did. He was good enough to keep his relationship with the late Anew a secret until he didn't want to anymore, and he was planning to follow his footsteps.
"By the way, are you free tomorrow?" He asked as an idea finally came to his mind.
"Well I definitely won't be practicing too much tomorrow. Why?" Feldt said curiously.
"I'd...I'd like to take you to see the stars, in a Gundam." Setsuna suggested.
Somewhere out of the solar system, far from the known homeworld of humanity, lay a space station in the shape of an 'H' with its center glowing in a bright white to ensure every living being below on the planet of Pandora could see it. It floated between Pandora and its dark moon spilling out lava and drawing lines of crimson, known as none other than Elpis. Both planets were first discovered when the Human Reform League 'tossed out the trash' and exported hundreds of thousands of criminals and convicts to these planets, now inhabited by a massive population far less aggressive and far more friendly that their ancestors.
Yet some of these descendants held a grudge with the people who live their lives peacefully on Earth. One worth noting was a man called Jack, currently the CEO of a newly established superpower named Hyperion. He sat in his personal office that overlooked half of Pandora and the stars behind it, with stacks of alcohol and Hyperion manufactured weapons stocked behind his recliner.
All was fine and well on the space station called Helios, with the martial law on Pandora underway and the Vault being one step closer from opened. Shall the Vault's power be unleashed, it wouldn't be a problem anymore to return to Earth and take the planet for themselves after all the years of enduring in the wretched system. Perhaps the only bother of today was the disappearance of a dozen of Loader units, last seen at the old coordinates of the planet of Mars.
He soon heard a knock on the door. He signalled his staff to enter, and heard at his dismay that the Loader units were confirmed to be destroyed by an unknown enemy. A WAR variant was sent to investigate in the sector, but suffered the same fate. "That is unfortunate. But now we've found what we need." He stated.
"How so?" The staff asked.
"Now we have the way to Mars. We'll find the way to Earth soon enough. And when that day comes..."
"...our revenge will be fulfilled."
