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Inside the vast and bustling military facility of Neo-Nerv, another day of innovation and scientific exploration unfolded. Satsuki, Aoi, and Kaede, a team of dedicated bio-mechanical scientists, each played their vital roles within this high-tech workspace. Together, they formed a formidable trio that brought their unique expertise to the forefront.

Satsuki, the lead engineer and scientist, possessed an air of authority and confidence as she commanded the intricate web of research and development. Her sharp intellect and unwavering determination drove the team forward. With her keen eye for detail and unwavering commitment to perfection, Satsuki was the guiding force behind the technological marvels that took shape within the facility.

Aoi, the doctor and medical officer, brought her extensive knowledge of anatomy and physiology to the forefront. Her meticulous nature and deep understanding of human biology ensured that the bio-mechanical creations were not only cutting-edge but also safe for the pilots who operated them. Aoi's nurturing presence provided a sense of comfort and security amidst the fast-paced and often perilous nature of their work.

Kaede, the engineer who specialized in biomedicals and electronics, brought a unique perspective and skill set to the team. Her passion for mechanical intricacies and problem-solving was unparalleled. With her expertise, Kaede bridged the gap between theoretical concepts and practical implementation, ensuring that their creations were not mere prototypes but functional marvels.

The workspace they inhabited was a symphony of technology and scientific instruments. Gleaming computer screens displayed complex algorithms, while holographic simulations brought their designs to life before their eyes. The air was filled with a faint hum of machinery, intermingled with the soft whispers of technical discussions and the occasional clatter of tools. It was a place where imagination met reality, where the boundaries of science were constantly pushed to new horizons.

But beyond the sterile environment and the state-of-the-art equipment, there was a sense of camaraderie and mutual respect that bound these individuals together. They were not just colleagues but friends who understood the weight of their responsibilities. They knew each other's strengths and weaknesses, and their interactions were filled with a blend of professionalism and familiarity.

Satsuki sat in her office, engrossed in the intricate blueprints spread out before her. The soft glow of the holographic display illuminated her determined expression as she meticulously fine-tuned the design of their latest creation. The hum of machinery outside provided a constant reminder of the bustling activity within the military facility.

Her focus, however, was abruptly interrupted by the urgent summons echoing through the facility. Satsuki's eyes narrowed as she recognized the unmistakable urgency in the message. With a determined stride, she left her office, her mind already racing through the possible scenarios that awaited her.

As she reached the launchpad, Satsuki's eyes fell upon the figures waiting for her. Kaede, her trusted ally, stood there with a determined expression, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Aoi, the ever-calm and composed medical officer, exuded an air of reassurance, her presence a soothing balm to the turbulent storm that threatened to brew.

But Satsuki's fleeting moment of relief quickly evaporated as she caught sight of the trio standing before her. Hajime Suruga, Koji Katori, and Mitsuru Wakatake—former insubordinates who seemed to revel in causing her frustration and aggravation. Their presence was like a cloud of negativity, threatening to dampen her spirits.

Hajime, true to his abrasive nature, wasted no time in making his presence felt. He sneered at Satsuki, his tone dripping with arrogance and disdain.

"So, you're in charge here," he remarked, his gaze fixed upon the imposing figure of the T•RIDEN•T Land Cruiser.

"It's impressive," Koji commented.

"Not that impressive," Hajime retorted with a sneer, dismissing any awe. "If we're here, it means you need help."

"I don't need your help," Satsuki shot back.

"Then why are we here?" Hajime almost chuckled, unmoved by her hollow threats. An all too familiar surge of annoyance coursed through Satsuki, yet she maintained her composure, refusing to let his rudeness undermine her authority.

"Because the commander wants you to be..." she retorted firmly. "Let's get one thing straight: you work for me. All three of you." Koji and Mitsuru reluctantly nodded their agreement, but Hajime remained smug.

"Yes, ma'am," he eventually conceded, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Kaede, show them to their quarters," Satsuki instructed. "I need a moment to wash my eyes."

As Kaede led the insubordinate trio away, Aoi glanced at her friend with concern. "Don't let them get to you."

"It's not me I'm worried about," Satsuki replied wearily. "It's everyone else..."

Aoi pondered the meaning behind Satsuki's words as she watched her friend retreat to her office, a weight of responsibility evident in her every step. The question lingered in her mind: What did Satsuki mean by "everyone else"?


Satsuki proceeded to the commander's office, determined to address the issue of the insubordinate trio and ensure they were kept under strict watch. However, as she entered the room, she was taken aback by an unexpected sight.

Commander Nagisa sat casually behind his desk, his legs stretched out upon it, engrossed in conversation with the enigmatic Mari Illustrious Makinami. And Beside them, a auburn-haired woman with a unique blend of German and Japanese features to completed the trio.

Satsuki's curiosity piqued as she took in the sight before her. She hadn't anticipated the presence of these mysterious newcomers, and her presence only added to the intrigue of the situation. With a composed demeanour, Satsuki approached the desk, keeping her focus on the matter at hand.

"Commander Nagisa," she greeted respectfully, her voice steady. "I apologize for the interruption, I came to discuss the situation with Hajime and the others."

Kaworu, his gaze calm and piercing, acknowledged her presence with a nod. "No need to apologize, Satsuki. We were just catching up and exchanging insights."

Mari, her eyes sparkling with a mix of curiosity and mischief, chimed in. "Looks like we have a new face joining the ranks. Quite the interesting addition, don't you think?"

Satsuki's eyes briefly flickered towards the auburn-haired woman, a sense of intrigue filling her. She nodded in acknowledgment, understanding that there was more to this meeting than initially met the eye.

"I see... Well, Commander, those three were insubordinates, and now they're within our ranks." Satsuki emphasized, her tone firm and resolute. "We must ensure discipline and order are maintained, lest everything we've built be lost."

Kaworu leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful yet serene. "Indeed, Satsuki...But getting rid of them may not be the best approach. You see I believe in fostering a balanced environment that harnesses individual strengths."

"But Commander Nagisa, the person in charge before you called them in...maybe you can..." Satsuki paused, realizing the weight of her words. The disappointment on Kaworu's face made her reconsider the suggestion. Somewhere deep down she knew he would have a different perspective, one that sought to unite and empower their team.

"My apologies commander, I was jumping to conclusions," Satsuki admitted, her voice reflecting her newfound understanding. "I trust your judgment. If you believe in their potential, then I will as well."

A soft smile graced Kaworu's face, reassured by Satsuki's willingness to adapt. "Thank you, Satsuki. Your leadership skills will be crucial in navigating these challenges. If anyone can bring out the best in them, it's you."

Satsuki's gratitude mingled with a sense of responsibility. She understood the significance of her role in shaping the team's dynamics and maximizing their collective potential. But before she could respond, Asuka, who had remained silent until now, interjected.

"I could take over if you want," Asuka offered, her voice holding a hint of determination.

Satsuki's gaze turned to Asuka, curiosity evident in her eyes. "Who are you?" she inquired, seeking to understand this newcomer.

Kaworu stepped in to answer, introducing Asuka. "That would be Asuka... Asuka Langley Soryu. And you've already met Mari... You'll be working closely together."

Fatigue mingled within Satsuki as she regarded Kaworu. She couldn't help but wonder about the intricacies of their team and the challenges that lay ahead. "Please," Kaworu requested with a gentle smile, conveying his confidence in Satsuki's abilities.

"Fine," Satsuki relented, her determination resurfacing.

"Good," Kaworu acknowledged, his faith in her unwavering. "Please show them around."

With a nod of acknowledgment, Satsuki prepared herself for the task ahead. She recognized that leading a team this diverse would require patience, adaptability, and a willingness to foster unity.

Taking a deep breath, Satsuki stepped forward. She took the initiative to show Asuka and Mari around the various departments of the Neo-Nerv facility. They began with Bio-science and engineering, a bustling area filled with scientists and technicians focused on advanced research and development.

As they entered the department, Mari's eyes lit up with familiarity as she spotted Kaede and Aoi. Excitement welled up within her, and she eagerly approached them, extending a warm greeting. "Kaede, Aoi, it's great to see you both again!"

Kaede and Aoi returned the friendly gesture, albeit somewhat awkwardly. They exchanged brief pleasantries, whilst Asuka, on the other hand, stood nearby, observing the interaction with a mixture of indifference and curiosity.

"I'm guessing this will be my station." Mari said, her gaze shifting towards a nearby office filled with workstations and equipment. She seemed comfortable and confident in this environment, as if she had found her rightful place among the scientific endeavours.

Kaede nodded, a sense of pride evident in her voice. "Yes, Mari. You'll be working closely with us here. We've made significant progress on several projects since we last met, and your expertise will undoubtedly contribute to our continued advancements. We'll also be getting another recruit soon, I'm guessing she'll be your assistant."

"Absolutely." Mari exclaimed with a hint of mischief in her voice. "I'm going to make wonders here, just you wait and see."

Aoi couldn't contain her curiosity any longer, her eyes filled with intrigue. "I don't mean to pry, but we haven't been told what it is exactly that you'll be doing here."

Mari paused for a moment, her face going momentarily blank before she refocused. "Don't worry, Doc. All in due time," she replied cryptically, playfully tapping Aoi's nose. Kaede observed the interaction with a puzzled expression, intrigued by Mari's enigmatic demeanour.

The doctors working under Aoi exchanged amused glances, appreciating the lively energy brought by the newcomers. "What a lovely bunch the new commander has brought in..."

Satsuki nodded, acknowledging their remarks. She maintained her professional demeanour, ready to lead the way and show Mari and Asuka more of the facility. "But there's still more to explore and discover. Let's continue our tour."

Mari and Asuka followed closely behind Satsuki, their curiosity piqued by what lay ahead. Mari turned back to the lab, waving a friendly goodbye to the staff, her enthusiasm shining through.

Satsuki led Mari and Asuka to the army barracks, situated just a few kilometres away from the Trident launchpad. As they approached, the rhythmic sounds of soldiers training, running, and engaging in drills filled the air. The disciplined atmosphere was palpable, showcasing the rigorous nature of military life.

"So these are your boys, huh?" Asuka remarked, her tone laced with a hint of admiration as she observed the soldiers in action.

Satsuki nodded, a sense of pride evident in her expression. "Yes, they are our dedicated soldiers, the backbone of our defence force. Trained to protect and uphold our mission."

As they made their way through the barracks, a lone soldier sprinted towards them, waving to catch Satsuki's attention. It was Major Kensuke Aida, his breath slightly laboured as he approached the group.

"Ah, yes. Meet Major Kensuke Aida," Satsuki introduced, acknowledging his presence.

"Hey there," Kensuke greeted, taking a moment to catch his breath. Mari and Asuka both returned the greeting.

Curiosity gleamed in Kensuke's eyes as he turned to Satsuki. "So, who's our new Colonel?"

"That would be me," Asuka replied with confidence. "I see they're working our boys until their faces turn blue."

Kensuke chuckled lightly. "You have no idea...I look forward to working with you Colonel... ."

Asuka nodded, extending her hand to shake his. "Asuka Langley Soryu. Nice to meet you."

Kensuke shook her hand warmly before resuming his jog. "It was nice meeting you all and see you later Colonel... Well, Satsuki." With a friendly wave, he continued his training routine, leaving the group to carry on with their exploration of the facility.

Satsuki and Asuka exchanged glances, "So you were Colonel before me?"

"I was only holding the position." Satsuki answered, "That would have been Colonel Katsuragi, She left us a few weeks back."

"I see..."Asuka replied, in a calm and understanding tone.

"Come on..." Satsuki said, they continued their journey through the facility, As they ventured deeper into the facility, Satsuki explained the importance of each department and the crucial role they played in the organization's mission. She shared insights into the cutting-edge research, technological advancements, and the collaborative efforts that drove their progress.

After a long tour through the Neo-Nerv facility, Satsuki led Asuka and Mari to their Final Destination: the sight of the Trident Land Cruiser. The enormous mech stood before them, its imposing presence casting a shadow over the group.

"So...this is it?" Asuka remarked, her gaze fixed upon the massive machine.

Mari, lost for words, simply nodded in agreement. The magnitude of the Trident left her feeling both awestruck and somewhat underwhelmed.

Satsuki, sensing their lack of enthusiasm, couldn't hide her annoyance. This project was her life's work, and their apparent lack of appreciation grated on her.

"You sound...unimpressed," Satsuki commented, her frustration veiled beneath her words.

"Well, I find it...lacking," Mari honestly expressed her opinion.

"Lacking?" Satsuki's patience wavered, her voice tinged with exasperation. "What are you talking about? There's nothing else like it."

Mari maintained her composure, trying to diffuse the tension. "No need to get angry. With a little teamwork and some innovation, we could transform this baby into something extraordinary."

Satsuki took a deep breath, attempting to regain her composure. The clash of perspectives reminded her of the challenges she would face in uniting this team.

Asuka interjected, her curiosity piqued. "Where's the pilot?"

Satsuki, grateful for the distraction, replied, "She's currently hospitalized, but she'll be ready for the next test."

Asuka's concern became apparent. "That's problematic. When is the next test?"

"Several months from now, once the Trident is fully repaired," Satsuki informed them.

Mari's shock was palpable. "Months!?"

Satsuki sighed, realizing the limitations they faced. "Repairing a giant combat machine is a costly and time-consuming process. We have to ensure it's in optimal condition before the next test."

Mari's determination resurfaced. "Well...It looks like I'll need to work faster then."

"Faster? what are you-"

"What about the other two pilots? Are they still here?" Asuka interjected, commanding all her attentions.

"No, we've temporarily sent them away until everything here is in order," Satsuki answered.

Asuka frowned. "How am I supposed to work with these kids if I can't even see them?"

Satsuki assured her, "You'll have the opportunity to meet them soon enough. Now, Mari back to your..." Satsuki paused, eyes searching for Mari, but she was nowhere in sight.

"God dammit," Satsuki muttered, frustration evident in her voice. It seemed that even within their own team, challenges and unexpected obstacles lay ahead. With determination, Satsuki set out to find Mari and ensure they were all on the same page.


Shinji Ikari...

Stood on the stage of the theatre, surrounded by a small class of eager students, each clutching their favourite musical instrument. A sense of purpose and joy radiated from him as he embarked on his role as a music teacher.

"Alright, everyone, let's dive into some music theory today," Shinji began, his voice filled with warmth and enthusiasm. "Music is a language that allows us to express ourselves, to communicate emotions that sometimes even words cannot convey. Today, we're going to explore the magic behind those melodies and harmonies."

He paced across the stage, a natural teacher in his element. His eyes met the curious gazes of his students, and he couldn't help but smile, knowing the impact that music had on his own life.

"First... let's talk about rhythm," Shinji continued, his hands gesturing with grace and precision. "Rhythm is like the heartbeat of music. It gives it structure, a pulse that guides our movements. Let's tap our feet together, following the beat. One, two, three, four..."

The sound of synchronized foot tapping filled the theatre, the students eager to grasp the concept. Shinji's gentle guidance and patient explanations nurtured their understanding of this fundamental element.

"Now that we have a rhythm in place, let's add some melody," Shinji explained, picking up his own instrument, a cello, and bowing a few notes. "Melody is like a story, a series of musical notes that capture our imagination... Let's try playing a simple melody together."

One by one, the students followed Shinji's lead, their instruments blending harmoniously as they played the carefully composed piece. Shinji watched with pride as their confidence grew, knowing that he was fostering their love for music and empowering them to find their unique voices.

But amidst the group, there was one student who seemed a bit uncertain. Shinji noticed Mayumi, a shy, timid girl with glasses, struggling to keep up. Her fingers trembled as she tried to produce the right notes on her violin.

"Don't worry, Mayumi." He said gently. "Remember, it's okay to make mistakes. That's how we learn and grow. Let's try it again, and this time, I'll guide you."

With patience and encouragement, Shinji stood by Mayumi's side, his bow mirroring the delicate movements of her bow on the strings of her violin. The sound that emerged was hesitant at first, but as Shinji gently corrected her technique, Mayumi's playing grew more confident.

"That's it, Mayumi!" Shinji exclaimed, his voice laced with pride. "You're doing great! Keep practicing, and I promise you'll see improvement. Music is a journey, and we're here to support each other every step of the way."

As the class continued, the theatre stage transformed into a sanctuary of creativity and camaraderie. Shinji's passion for music radiated through his teaching, inspiring his students to explore their own musical potential. And in that moment, atop the stage where he would usually play or practice, Shinji found solace and fulfilment in sharing the gift of music with others, nurturing their talents and guiding them toward their own harmonious futures.

After class, Mayumi approached Shinji with a grateful smile on her face. Her voice trembled with a mix of shyness and appreciation as she expressed her gratitude for his guidance. Shinji's eyes softened, and he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"You're welcome, Mayumi," he replied warmly. "Remember, music is something you carry within you. Keep practicing and let your passion guide you. I believe in you."

With those encouraging words, Mayumi nodded and made her way towards the exit, her steps filled with newfound confidence. Shinji watched her go, a sense of fulfillment washing over him.

Alone on the stage, Shinji took a moment to absorb the ethereal atmosphere. The bright lights cast a soft glow, illuminating the vast space before him. He carefully packed his cello and bow, their familiar weight in his hands comforting him.

As he secured the case, a voice interrupted his solitude. "So you're a music teacher huh?" Asuka's voice, distant at first, gradually grew closer as she approached the stage.

Shinji turned to face her, his eyes meeting hers with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

"Are you stalking me now?" Shinji jested.

"Funny." Asuka chuckled, she sauntered closer, her posture radiating a mix of confidence and playfulness. "Oh no, I just thought I'd drop by and see what Mister Shinji Ikari was up to."

Shinji chuckled, a warmth spreading through his chest. "Well, music has always been a part of my life," he confessed. "Teaching these kids brings me joy and a sense of purpose."

Asuka leaned against the edge of the stage, her gaze sweeping across the theatre. "It suits you," she remarked, a rare softness in her voice. "Seeing you in your element, helping others find their passion..."

Shinji's cheeks tinged with a faint blush as he met her gaze. "Thank you, Asuka," he said sincerely. "That means a lot coming from you." That last line came out with emphasis, causing Asuka to raise her brow momentarily.

"It does huh?" Asuka's playful demeanour resurfaced as she took a step closer. "Well, don't let it get to your head," she teased, a smirk gracing her lips.

Shinji chuckled slightly, bringing their game to an end. "Alright... so why don't you tell me why you're really here?"

"You already know," Asuka replied, her tone filled with a mix of familiarity and a touch of mystery.

"Mari?" Shinji inquired, feeling a slight annoyance that she hadn't come in person.

"Come on, let's go," Asuka urged, leaning off the stage.

Reluctantly, Shinji picked up his cello and followed Asuka to her car. He opened the trunk and carefully placed his instrument inside. As he got into the car, he noticed a man in the back, sleeping with a cloth covering his face.

"Who is he?" Shinji asked, his curiosity piqued.

"He's my father," Asuka answered, her voice tinged with a hint of complexity and emotion. With that, she started the car and they drove off, leaving behind the lingering questions and a sense of intrigue.


The car ride was brief and filled with a tangible silence, but it wasn't unpleasant. Shinji couldn't help himself from stealing glances at Asuka, his eyes searching for traces of familiarity in her features. She had changed, and yet she had not - there were glimpses of the Asuka he once knew. The soft, golden rays of the setting sun cast a warm glow upon her auburn hair, accentuating her delicate features. It was undeniably beautiful, a scene that evoked a mixture of longing and apprehension within him.

But as quickly as he was captivated by her beauty, he also felt a strong sense of retreat, a recoil from the emotions and memories that flooded his mind. He had left everything behind, including her. The pain of that abandonment still lingered, reminding him of the heartache he caused.

The car continued to carry them forward, the passing scenery a blur outside the window. Shinji found solace in the silence, allowing his thoughts to wander and contemplate the complexities of their reunion.

Shinji and Mari's apartment came into view as Asuka pulled up, bringing their journey to an end. "Thanks for the ride," Shinji expressed, unbuckling his seatbelt.

"No problem," Asuka replied, a hint of determination in her voice. "Four-eyes just owes me now."

Shinji retrieved his cello from the trunk and headed inside the apartment, waving a farewell to Asuka.


Meanwhile...

Exactly thirty minutes later, Asuka skilfully maneuvered her car around a corner. The man in the backseat removed the cloth covering his face, revealing himself to be Ryoji Kaji.

"So...that was Shinji Ikari," Kaji commented, his voice tinged with intrigue.

"Yep," Asuka confirmed, glancing at her mirrors to ensure they weren't being followed.

"We're in the clear," Kaji reassured her. "Just keep driving straight past the circle."

Following his instructions, Asuka maintained her course, her eyes focused on the road ahead. Kaji turned his attention back to Asuka, seeking her insights.

"What do you make of him?" he inquired, curiosity lacing his words.

"Don't know yet," Asuka replied, her voice filled with uncertainty. "He's either a spy or a clueless idiot."

"And...?" Kaji pressed, awaiting her further analysis.

"I'd prefer the latter," she admitted with a hint of skepticism.

"Drop me off here," Kaji instructed, and Asuka complied, stopping near a local bar. "Remember, your mission is to infiltrate and gather informate."

"What?" Asuka questioned, momentarily puzzled by his remark.

"Just trying to rhyme," Kaji quipped, removing a USB stick from the car's radio. "Get closer to Commander Nagisa. We need more intel on him. Find out who Rei is and what her connection is to Shinji Ikari."

"And what about Mari?" Asuka inquired, her curiosity piqued.

"Wait for further orders," Kaji directed. "Focus on Nagisa, Ikari, and Rei."

With that their conversation concluded, Kaji exited the car and disappeared into the bar. Asuka drove away, parking her car in the nearest lot. Exiting the vehicle, she took a brief stroll before boarding a bus that would transport her to her own apartment building. There, she found Mari waiting in her car, ready to take action.

"What's going on?" Asuka questioned, a sense of urgency in her voice.

"Your location has been compromised. Get in," Mari responded swiftly, prompting Asuka to hastily enter the vehicle.

"But what about my belongings?" Asuka fretted.

"Got it covered," Mari assured her, pointing to the trunk. "They're in there."

With a sigh, Asuka contemplated their next move. "What now?" she asked, a tinge of frustration evident in her tone.

"Now, you stick with me," Mari declared, determination radiating from her as she drove away, embarking on their next mission.


END. For all the actual music/sound degree students...I tried