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An eternity and a moment before...
UC 0078
Doctor Rizak looked down at the young woman before him with a worried gaze. She was sleeping restlessly, mouthing strange words in her sleep.
The pressure door opened and Ensign Noah entered. The doctor nodded acknowledgment to the younger man's entrance.
"Hello, doctor." Bright glanced over at the room's only occupant. "Will she be all right?"
Rizak understood the worried look in the young man's eyes. A large bandage covered half the young woman's face and her fevered whispers could be heard over the medical equipment's continual beeping.
From what he'd heard, she was a hero. The image of a woman, bleeding copiously from one side of her face, was like an angel of mercy for many of the civilian refugees now making the White Base as their temporary home. She had organized a coordinated evacuation that quite possible saved a majority of civilians of Side 7.
However,her sudden appearance during the Zeon attack, her black and white militaristic uniform and the inability to identify her had made her suspicious. Thankfully, the pseudo-comatose state in which she had lapsed into after bringing a group of children on board had made it possible for her quarantine and containment.
"Can you understand what she's saying, Doctor?"
The white-haired doctor shook his head.
"A few words of OI English, a smattering of pre-UC Japanese are all that I could understand." Rizak looked to his new captain.
"She's angry, sir. Very angry. And she is no threat to us. That's what I understand."
The young officer nodded and asked. "Who is she angry at and why do you think she is no threat?"
An old tired smile on the doctor's face as he shook his head.
"She's angry with the world and from the words that I could understand she is no threat."
Bright was obviously puzzled at that. "What is she saying?"
The doctor's glance held sadness in his eyes as he put his hand on the young woman's own. He did not know why he did that. A tiny flash of intuition or the universe whispering in his ear, who knew?, but it had a visible effect.
"Words that a good doctor knows by heart, sir."
He smiled as suddenly the ragged endless whispers stopped completely and the bed's occupant relaxed.
"No one dies. Not today."
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An eternity and a moment later...
C.E. 71
"FUCK!!!"
Kira Yamato stared at the one-eyed woman as she started swearing up a storm. The tirade stopped as she roughly grabbed him and started dragging him away.
"What-"
"Shut up," snapped the older Coordinator - she had to be one with the unnatural reflexes she had displayed earlier. "We are walking _away_!!!"
"But-"
"Zip it, kid. This is for your own good." A click sounded from the woman's left arm and the gloved fist opened into something like a claw.
A primitive prosthesis.
Then she used it to wrench a titanium bulkhead out of the way.
Kira reconsidered the 'primitive' label and just boggled at the level of gene modification for strength like that.
"Let me explain." Her voice had that rough edge of someone having a very bad day. "That thing back there is called a Gundam. Do you know what that means?"
She continued her march as she answered her own question.
"They mean war. They mean a lot of people of dying. They're like fucking heralds of destruction - you just know humanity is about to kill a lot of themselves when they've managed to make one of those."
"So, kid, _we_ are going to get off this station and find somewhere to hide until all this blows over."
"And if those bastards think I'd be-"
That was when the men with guns came in and it all got very interesting after that.
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The woman was fast. Coordinator-fast.
No. Faster.
Lieutenant Tartingel was leading his squad to retrieve one of the targets when they were met by young woman and a teenaged boy. She was obviously dressed in a uniform, though he did not recognize the unit.
This was an Earth Alliance base and this was obviously an Earth Alliance officer and he raised his-
"Kid, down!!!" The woman had obviously figured out his conclusions faster than himself and had pushed the teenager down with a shove.
Something slammed into his collarbone and when he pulled the trigger, the frangible bullets hit the corridor walls. He suddenly found himself staring deep into a grim one-eyed stare.
Out of the coner of his eye, he saw Martinez retching on the floor, the sign of a hard solar plexus blow. The other members of his squad were still raising their-
His collarbone broke. He screamed and felt something sharp and jagged leave his flesh.
Falling to the ground, he could see two more of his men fall to what looked like quick kicks and backhanded slap that sent Killigan flying several feet back. Strength and speed like that wasnt normal. He tried to get up but something had locked his arms and legs, useless.
An eyeblink and his entire squad was down, either unconscious or moaning in pain.
The woman was standing before him and gazed down with her lone eye, a fire in it that hinted at anger.
"A secret Gundam development project on a neutral orbital colony and suddenly guys showing up trying to assault it. That sounds irritatingly familiar."
She knelt down beside him and picked out his medical kit. She slapped on a quick-heal bandage to his wound and grinned a nasty predatory grin.
"You'll be fine in a few minutes. Go back and tell your boss a message."
"No innocents will die today."
"Not this day."
*******
An eternity and a moment before...
UC 0078
Doctor Rizak looked down at the young woman before him with a worried gaze. She was sleeping restlessly, mouthing strange words in her sleep.
The pressure door opened and Ensign Noah entered. The doctor nodded acknowledgment to the younger man's entrance.
"Hello, doctor." Bright glanced over at the room's only occupant. "Will she be all right?"
Rizak understood the worried look in the young man's eyes. A large bandage covered half the young woman's face and her fevered whispers could be heard over the medical equipment's continual beeping.
From what he'd heard, she was a hero. The image of a woman, bleeding copiously from one side of her face, was like an angel of mercy for many of the civilian refugees now making the White Base as their temporary home. She had organized a coordinated evacuation that quite possible saved a majority of civilians of Side 7.
However,her sudden appearance during the Zeon attack, her black and white militaristic uniform and the inability to identify her had made her suspicious. Thankfully, the pseudo-comatose state in which she had lapsed into after bringing a group of children on board had made it possible for her quarantine and containment.
"Can you understand what she's saying, Doctor?"
The white-haired doctor shook his head.
"A few words of OI English, a smattering of pre-UC Japanese are all that I could understand." Rizak looked to his new captain.
"She's angry, sir. Very angry. And she is no threat to us. That's what I understand."
The young officer nodded and asked. "Who is she angry at and why do you think she is no threat?"
An old tired smile on the doctor's face as he shook his head.
"She's angry with the world and from the words that I could understand she is no threat."
Bright was obviously puzzled at that. "What is she saying?"
The doctor's glance held sadness in his eyes as he put his hand on the young woman's own. He did not know why he did that. A tiny flash of intuition or the universe whispering in his ear, who knew?, but it had a visible effect.
"Words that a good doctor knows by heart, sir."
He smiled as suddenly the ragged endless whispers stopped completely and the bed's occupant relaxed.
"No one dies. Not today."
*******
An eternity and a moment later...
C.E. 71
"FUCK!!!"
Kira Yamato stared at the one-eyed woman as she started swearing up a storm. The tirade stopped as she roughly grabbed him and started dragging him away.
"What-"
"Shut up," snapped the older Coordinator - she had to be one with the unnatural reflexes she had displayed earlier. "We are walking _away_!!!"
"But-"
"Zip it, kid. This is for your own good." A click sounded from the woman's left arm and the gloved fist opened into something like a claw.
A primitive prosthesis.
Then she used it to wrench a titanium bulkhead out of the way.
Kira reconsidered the 'primitive' label and just boggled at the level of gene modification for strength like that.
"Let me explain." Her voice had that rough edge of someone having a very bad day. "That thing back there is called a Gundam. Do you know what that means?"
She continued her march as she answered her own question.
"They mean war. They mean a lot of people of dying. They're like fucking heralds of destruction - you just know humanity is about to kill a lot of themselves when they've managed to make one of those."
"So, kid, _we_ are going to get off this station and find somewhere to hide until all this blows over."
"And if those bastards think I'd be-"
That was when the men with guns came in and it all got very interesting after that.
*******
The woman was fast. Coordinator-fast.
No. Faster.
Lieutenant Tartingel was leading his squad to retrieve one of the targets when they were met by young woman and a teenaged boy. She was obviously dressed in a uniform, though he did not recognize the unit.
This was an Earth Alliance base and this was obviously an Earth Alliance officer and he raised his-
"Kid, down!!!" The woman had obviously figured out his conclusions faster than himself and had pushed the teenager down with a shove.
Something slammed into his collarbone and when he pulled the trigger, the frangible bullets hit the corridor walls. He suddenly found himself staring deep into a grim one-eyed stare.
Out of the coner of his eye, he saw Martinez retching on the floor, the sign of a hard solar plexus blow. The other members of his squad were still raising their-
His collarbone broke. He screamed and felt something sharp and jagged leave his flesh.
Falling to the ground, he could see two more of his men fall to what looked like quick kicks and backhanded slap that sent Killigan flying several feet back. Strength and speed like that wasnt normal. He tried to get up but something had locked his arms and legs, useless.
An eyeblink and his entire squad was down, either unconscious or moaning in pain.
The woman was standing before him and gazed down with her lone eye, a fire in it that hinted at anger.
"A secret Gundam development project on a neutral orbital colony and suddenly guys showing up trying to assault it. That sounds irritatingly familiar."
She knelt down beside him and picked out his medical kit. She slapped on a quick-heal bandage to his wound and grinned a nasty predatory grin.
"You'll be fine in a few minutes. Go back and tell your boss a message."
"No innocents will die today."
"Not this day."