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OOC: I do not know the first thing about RPing in a MS.  But my character does so I will play the part.  I think two students at a time would good, for the training session.

 

IC:

Holding on to the hand railing, James was pulled through the long blue corridor.  It was cold, but that was space.  He had been stationed at the Armory One for a month now, and he was not happy about it.  He thought he was unhappy back when he was stationed at Aprilis, but that was nothing compared to the armory.

 

News of a team being formed back at Aprilis made him even more angry that he left there.  He was dieing to get in a MS, and for some reason luck and chance had been moving him away from them.  Until now that is.  This morning when he woke up, forms and paper work waited in his mail box to be filled out and brought to the main hanger on this date at XXXX hundred hours.  The papers said "Mobile Suit Re-Certification Class"  He didn't need to be re-certified though, he needed to pilot. 

 

That time was now.  His uniform was properly set, as well as all his paper work filled out correctly.  Maybe this would be his chance to get into a MS permanently.

 

He made his right and entered the hanger.  There he waited for the commanding officer to meet him.

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"Damn it" Karl muttered to himself. He was standing outside the waiting room, trying to make himself look at least somewhat in order. As he finished straightening his uniform and try to get his papers in order, he paused . He'd been stuck in this place for about a year now, and he was tried of it. Karl was stuck in a rut, with drills and procedures everyday.

 

He was hoping that taking a Mobile Suit Re-Certification Class, he could at least get back into the cockpit and patrol space, maybe even get stationed back on Earth. But still, he didn't really need this course, he could still fly with the best of them. Footsteps down the hall snapped him back to reality. He check himself over once more, checked his papers and walked in. As he entered, he noticed that there was another soldier there. Maybe he got stuck in this re-certification class too. Karl walked over to the other side of the room and sat down, waiting for the commander to arrive. 

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After having been removed from the Special Forces, which someone on some oversight committee somewhere had decided were unneeded in this day and age, Ahrend von Wullf had been transfered back to Armory One to act as a piloting instructor until another position could be found for him.  As it was in this, and in all things, the military seemed to do very well in enforcing its unofficial "hurry up and wait" policy and so Ahrend now made his way down a long hallway to a small lounge area where his students should be waiting.

 

Always taking the approach that it was best to make them wait for him, and not the other way around, Ahrend arrived several minutes late to find only two pilots waiting, 'So this is what they've given me to work with.'  Putting his personal feelings aside Ahrend floated into the low gravity room and came to a stop in front of the two young men.

 

"Good morning, I'm Lieutenant Ahrend von Wullf and as of now you're going to begin your recertification course for basic MS combat."  Taking the two men's papers Ahrend quickly skimmed through them and upon seeing that everything was in order he gave the two men their first orders.  "Pilots Zaiku and Rhine, you will both report to the hanger seven fitting rooms where you will be issued your flight suits.  Upon suiting up you'll then move into the training area of the hanger where you will each take command of one GINN.  These models are only used for training and so they do not fire live rounds, instead they use paint; they're melee weapons are also used strictly for training purposes so you may engage your targets with them.  After you're both suited up and ready to go I will contact you and you'll both receive further orders from there."

 

Making the assumption that these pilots were intelligent enough to follow his orders Ahrend left the small lounge and took an elevator down into a different part of the base.  Here there was also a mobile suit hanger only this one was reserved for qualified pilots.  Before heading to his MS Ahrend went into one of the locker rooms and donned his red flight suit.  After making sure that all of the seals were secure he floated out of the room and down a long catwalk until he reach his MS.  Unlike most pilots who preferred the newest MS available Ahrend had managed to acquire an older model, a GuAIZ R that he used as his own personal unit.  With the mechanics putting the finishing touches on the GuAIZ Ahrend floated into the cockpit and checked to make sure that none of his armaments were live and that his suit was prepared for a training exercise.

 

Upon seeing that everything was in order Ahrend contacted the ICS for hanger six.  "This is Lieutenant von Wullf prepared for training exercise 12063 and awaiting permission to launch."  It took only a second and as permission was given Ahrend moved his suit up and onto the launch platform.  As he watched through his screens the final checks went green and Ahrend was hurled out into space.  This was one of the few experiences that ever gave him this strong of a rush and he smiled to himself.

 

In his cockpit Ahrend counted the distance as he moved into a small debris field where the exercise would begin.  Since meeting with the pilots it had been nearly fifteen minutes, hopefully they would be ready to launch by now.

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Karl got up to salute, but the lieutenant had already left and headed down the hall. He put his game face on and headed out the door towards the fitting rooms at hanger seven. Fourth time's the charm I suppose, but I'm getting sick of being brought back time and time again, but it can't be helped i guess. His thoughts were disrupted by a voice from behind him.

 

Karl turned to see who it was and to whom they were speaking, but they person left before he could see. With that out of the way, he continued towards the hanger. Upon reaching it, Karl was shocked to see that there very few pilots getting fitted. Anyway, he got a flight suit and headed out towards the hanger bay.

 

He as he moved into the hanger bay, he looked at the suit he was going to pilot. Man oh man, haven't gotten behind the wheel of one of these for a while. Karl boarded the, sealed the cockpit and looked around at the controls. Let's see if i remember how to do this. The activated primary systems, checked the OS and weapons configurations, activated main camera and moved out toward the catapult and got clearance for launch. " Karl Rhine, GINN lauching!" The exercise had begun.   

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James stood up and saluted.  As the LT left and did not salute back, James made his way to the locker room.  Voices going through his head kind of made him uneasy about getting into a MS.  He was always told he was a strong fighter and good at giving orders.  But the orders would be better bossing people around on the ground.  His officer like qualities would do no one good in the air.

 

The corridor was blue and cold...but that was space.

 

The suit was quickly put on and the adjustments were made as James made his way to the hanger.  The GINN looked kind of beat up from training exercises, but ti was better then nothing.  Checking himself one last time he floated intot he cockpit and made sure everything was operational and the proper adjustments were mad to his likings.

 

Moving into position, James waited for the light.  As it went green James yelled.

 

Zaiku, GINN launching

 

His back was pushed onto the cockpit seat as the GINN shot forward into space.

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Ahrend sighed as the two young men launched.  Amatuers, they never follow orders.  Flicking on his radio he called out to the pair of over-eager pilots.

 

"I believe that my instructions had been for you to both wait for further orders once you were in your GINNS.  If you disobey my orders at any other point throughout this exercise I will have you sent back to the academy."  Normally Ahrend was not this strict but given the circumstances of the pilot recertification course he really had no choice.

 

"Now, if you've both managed to work that out of your systems I would like you to both conduct basic space manuevers between here and point X1 which will be indicated on your HUDs as soon as I uplink to your mobile suits.  Please navigate the ateroid field and proceed to the first marker; be aware that some of the asteroids have been equiped with retro rockets so that they may function as moving obsticles."

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Geeze, what's his problem? At least we showed up. We just saved sometime,  sorry. Karl paused to let himself calm down a bit, then waited for the rest of the instructions. The directions seemed simple enough, almost boring. It amused Karl with the fact that he had once enjoyed this sort of thing. He found even more amusing that the greatest worry on this drill will be retro rocket powered asteroids.

 

The marker X1 appeared on the units HUD. " Doesn't seem to far away and i do want to get this part over with so lets do this". With that, he moved the thruster output to full power and started through. The third or so of the coarse was boringly simple, just moving around large rocks, hell a recruit could do this. At the half way point, things got a little trickier. Karl flew passed this large one (asteroid), ducked under another one and was almost broadsided by a smaller asteroid with a booster engine. "Well, this coulda been messy and I hope they won't be too mad if i scratched the paint" he said as he looked at the left arm. It now had a 6 foot long scratch from were the asteroid had slide along it. Karl made it the rest of the way without to much more trouble, a few close calls, but nothing serious. When he reached the marker, Karl contacted the lieutenant and rather mockingly asked " What's next oh fearless leader?"

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Ahrend sighed.

 

"Now is not the time to be cute Rhine.  Besides you should at least wait until your squadmate makes it through the debris field before asking about the next phase of your training after all, a decent chunk of your evaluation has to do with how you function in a team."

 

Even as he spoke Ahrend made his was through the vast expanse of wreckage being careful to not damage his mobile suit.  In most cases it was easy enough, dodging rocks that would spin for eternity in the vacuum of space typically didn't pose a problem.  The only real challenge that he encountered was one of the larger rocks which had been sent spinning towards him after it had collided with another rock that had been equipped with a booster.  "Damn it."

 

Pulling his GuAIZ R up ninety degrees Ahrend upped the throttle and managed to narrowly avoided being hit by the monstrosity.  With that last obstacle cleared he slowed down to meet at the checkpoint, eager to move onto the next stage.

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" A major part of it is team based, why? In combat, the only person that is truly reliable is yourself, no one else." This comment confused Karl for a moment. He had never been one for a team though. Though this guy was a veteran, if he was he would know that. Aw well... He watched as the lieutenant pulled all these fancy maneuvers, like he was out to prove something. "Hey boss, maybe you should save those fancy moves for an air show or somethin. I not sure how you survived the bloody valentine wars dance round the naturals. And speakin of team mate, what the hell is taking him so long?"

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James laughed at the newcomers rudeness.  Grabbing the throttle he put it to 75% speed and began to move into the asteroid field.

 

Moving into the field.

 

James added.  His GINN held his rifle in two hands close to his chest as he flew in between the small asteroids.  This was easy enough, until the larger rocks came.  James played with the throttle as he slowed down maneuvered then speed up.  On his right a large asteroid was coming for him.  He descended below it only to find a turret staring right at him.

 

Target sighted

 

Before the turret could move James let out three rounds of paint which hit the turret.  But the turrets were not the only threats in this field.  A smaller asteroid which broke of one of the larger ones hit the GINN's left foot wile James let his guard down.  The GINN made one spin, but James calmed it.

 

He began again through the field.  As he exited he made sure to note that all members were out of the field.

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"So great leader, what stupid exercise are we gonna do now? The other pilots GINN was arriving as he finished this statement. "Well, how nice of you to finally join us. You didn't get lost did you?"

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'That's it.'  With a cold amount of calculation Ahrend raised the arm of his GuAIZ R that held his modified rifle and fired it.  Three shots of paint traveled a rather short distance and made contact with the back of Karl's GINN.  Then he flipped his radio onto a closed channel between himself and Rhine.

 

"That's enough Pilot Rhine, I'm not about to tolerate any more of your insubordination.  I don't know exactly what your problem is but even here in ZAFT we do things by the book and that means following orders and watching your squad's back, otherwise most of us would've been dead a long time ago."

 

Returning his radio to its normal setting Ahrend spoke with both pilots.  "Congratulations on completing the first part of the course, now we're going to move onto basic targeting."  Quickly he sent a new set of instructions to each pilot's GINN.  "The markers on your HUD will show you your new targets gentlemen.  These beacons, like the asteroids, will move periodically.  I expect you to engage them at range and to "destroy" each one of them, more instructions will follow after you finish."

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Karl went to a private channel that connected him directly to Wullf. "Well I'm sorry oh great one, but I can't say i agree with the whole team work thing. Most of my comrades died because they were watching each others back. So obviously they weren't as well trained as you were or they weren't ment to live, is that what you're implying?" Now Karl just getting pissed off with the lieutenant. What did he know, it's not like he saw his best friend disappear in a large blast." Maybe you should be quiet for once eh Wullf. And I would enjoy being sent back to the academy, for the record. All you care about are your goddamn promotions." With that, Karl turned off his transmitter and shot the GINN towards the first target on the HUD. These targets are to easy to take out. A child could do this. Karl was navigating part of the course, he started to think that well, maybe he was wrong. Maybe I stepped out of line before, with the lieutenant. Damn it, all he seems to care about are promotions and getting a high ranking assignment.

Karl finished the course quickly and re activated his transmitter. He opened a private line with the lieutenant. "Sir, I wish to apologize relating to my unforgivable behavior. If it's necessary, I will submit a transfer sheet as soon as I return to the armory. It's your decision."

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OOC: Explain this one...How does paint fly through space?

And no efence Sven but I thought we were not aloud to have MS experience in our backgrounds? I could be mistaken though.

 

 

IC: James was a little confused.  As far as he had seen the LT had done nothing wrong.  He held back, on making comments.  That would only make him a target of harassment.  The two became quite, James realized the LT must be reprimanding him on another line.  Ignoring the two, James followed his mission.  This was a learning exercise, James was trying to learn.

 

Grabbing the throttle he moved forward a bit.  Stabilizing the GINN, he raised his rifle.  When his HUD lit up with red targets, rounds of paint began to fly from the GINN.  It hit targets easily, until the targets started moving.  James cringed a bit as the GINN moved the rifle around taking out the targets.

 

When the targets were finished James spoke over the Com.

 

Objective complete, Sir.

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OOC - Paint flies through space since it is being propelled by the weapons that we're firing it from, the same way that a bullet does.  So long as it has its own source of air to create pressure a paintball gun should, in theory, work in outer space.

 

I have to go to work so I'll add to this post later.

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Ahrend remained silent as he moved onto the next part of the exercise.

 

"For this next phase both of you will engage a red GINN which is currently being launched from Armory One.  It is being piloted by one of ZAFT's senior test pilots and though we are not using live ammunition you should treat this as though it were a real battle."

 

The red GINN streaked through the debris belt at top speed, barely slowing down as it dodged the hulls of destroyed ships and small asteroids that zipped through space.  Upon exiting the field the GINN gave no quarter to the trainees and immediately opened fire on them, raining down a barrage of "bullets" on them.

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OOC: Your aloud to have some MS experience in your backround, like if you fought in the last two wars.

 

IC:"Sir, what is the next part of the training?" Karl had toned down a bit. He was well aware that he had stepped way to far out of line. He was also aware that lieutenant could remove him from his retraining program after his little...out burst. But, then again, thems the brakes. Karl had done this before, and the CO back them was the same way.

 

Karl started thinking out loud, not realizing that the communication channel was still open between his GINN and Wullf's GuAIZ R. "One of these days, I'm gonna need a hand in a fight, and no one's is gonna come and help. Guess that would be the ultimate revenge for all the arrogance I've displayed..." Karl stopped when he realized that the channel was still open. Now he was embaressed, knowing that Wullf might have heard all this. Damn, my mouth gets me in crap again.

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Seeing the GINN maneuver through the asteroid field intimidated James a little.  But it would not show in his performance.  Sitting in the cockpit James listened the the commander's orders.  He was calm until the red GINN opened fire.

 

Look out!

 

James yelled hoping that Karl would move in time.  Grabbing the throttle James moved his GINN and side stepped the incoming fire.  As the Jame's GINN slid the the left he began to pump paint into space, hoping to hit the red GINN.  As the red GINN dodged the paint by the hairs on his neck his rounds kept coming toward James.  He needed a new approach, full throtle Jame's GINN shot up.

 

Two sided fight Karl.  We need to hit him from both sides.

 

James of corse was speaking out loud.  He was sure Karl new what to do, he even gained a bit of confidence to think he was not alone out there.  As Jame's GINN flew up more rounds pumped from his GINN towards the enemy.

 

OOC: I'm leaving a bit of room for Sven to post his actions.  No offense but your posts have been short, so don't kill this enemy GINN right away.

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"Hey kid, just stay outta the way. I'll finish this punk nice and quick like. And aim your shots, don't just spray and pray. That's how you die in a war." Karl was shocked. This kid must have been taught this. "Kid, this pilot is way outta your league, so listen up if you want to win." Karl took a brief moment to study his opponent, dodge several incoming rounds and reposition himself. This guy is fast, skilled but not very patient I'm sure. That is his flaw.

 

Karl paused again while James maneuvered wildly trying to avoid the rounds heading his way. "Alright kid listen. The easiest way to kick this guys ass is to ambush him. The are a lot of large meteors around here, and many of them have little hiding spots on em." Karl shot forward trying to dodge some paintballs coming at him. " You should find a good ambush spot, and when he flies by, unload on him. This shouldn't surprise him, but what comes next will. Oh ya, kid, don't make your dodges so predictable. Randomize them a little eh?"

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As the engines revved on the GINN, James began to take in what Karl said.

 

Your words of wisdom are great, but the orders where for both of us to engage.

 

James yelled with an angered tone.  Looking for a large rock floating would be easy.  Full throttling it into the asteroid field James hid his GINN behind a rock.  Taking in some breathes, James felt the sweet running down his back.  It was a weird feeling, considering it has no way to escape out of his suit.

 

Looking on his HUD he tried to locate the enemy GINN.  Looking out his cockpit, he heard the engines of the red GINN as it approached.  This was his time he thought as he moved his GINN.  Jame's GINN came out from his hiding spot and fired off three rounds of paint only to vanish again.  The red GINN was quick, Karl was right it was out of his league.  The red GINN maneuvered around the first two, but the third hit his foot.  He wasn't fast enough, that was the praying that came in handy. 

 

Again around another rock, James did not think the same trick would work twice.  Hearing the engines of the red GINN coming closer, this time it was louder.  The anger went straight to the throttle, James thought to himself.  Pulling the throttle Jame's GINN flew out and began to unload on the enemy GINN... 

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"Yes it is a partner exercise, but if you get taken out, then what's the point?" Karl was surprised at the remark James gave him. Karl was trying to follow the movements that the red GINN was making, studying them for an opening. This guy is pretty good at judging skill level. He when right after the other pilot, and is avoiding me. Karl gave a small chuckle as he moved towards James' position. When he got there, he could clearly tell that James was having some trouble. "You stupid idiot! I told you to ambush him!" He could tell by the actions that James' GINN was making that James was starting to panic a little.

 

Karl was try to come up with a way to "dispose" of the red GINN. His thoughs were interupted when James started unloading his weapon at the GINN. Several of the shots grazed Karl and one exploded one his head crest. Karl opened a channel with James. "Kid, it looks like your starting to panic, try to calm down a little eh. Heres what you can do to survive this. First option: stop shooting and try and make him draw his sword. If he does, wait until I say so, then shoot straight up, while unloading whatever ammo you have left on the area underneath you. Even if he dodges, I can still get him. Option two...hey watch what the hell your aiming at! Like I was saying, option 2 is for you to pin him down against and asteroid, then I can knock him out. Running won't work, because, like your starting to realize, this guy is way to good for you." 

 

But, Karl realized that James was in way to much trouble to do anything he had suggested. So, Karl drew his sword and headed strait for the red GINN. He was well aware that this would never work, but it would create a small opening that James would have to notice and exploit.

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James had remained calm.  That was just about the only thing he could be a expert at.  But there was no time to fight about that, as James took in Karl words.

 

I'm fine don't worry.  Sounds like a great plan hope it works.

 

Shooting out of the asteroid James gave himself some cover fire in the direction of the enemy GINN.  Getting behind another rock the red GINN surprised him and let out paint, but James was quick and dodged them.  Moving to another rock, Jame tried to ambush the enemy, but that was not going to work again. Instead James kept hooping rock to rock and dodging paint. 

 

His ammo has to run out sooner or later.  James thought to himself.  This was his last shot to get close.  Letting out more paint James went full throttle in a different direction..straight for the enemy.

 

Come on!

 

James yelled as he charged the red GINN, but he was not afraid.  Instead he started to spray paint every where.  James made a quick maneuver up and began to let out his own rounds.  He was starting to think smart, he tried every maneuver he could think of.  He had to stay above the enemy he thought.  His last jerking move brought him above the enemy and some what behind.  Charging down James reached for his sword.  Yellow light burst out from behind of Jame's GINN.  The enemy took his challenge and stopped firing.  Instead he drew his sword and charged James.

 

The two clashed and their swords hit.  Sparks from their swords spit everywhere as the two drew near each other.  James could not hold him much longer, hopefully Karl would make his move.

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"Damn it kid, I coulda told you that an ambush only works once!" Karl was getting worried now. He was fully aware that James wasn't going to last for to much longer. Karl lined the sword up with the red GINN's legs and accelerated to full throttle. As the two mobile suits locked swords, Karl was preparing for the end game. He was well aware that he might hit James as well, but it was a necessary evil. Karl new that the red pilot was completely focused on James, a fatal mistake. Just before the sword hit the red GINN, Karl contacted james and yelled "Get the hell outta the way kid!" With that the sword passed through the red GINN's legs, severing them. "James, he's all yours."

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OOC: I just realized we destroyed ZAFT military property...Also endagered a life inside.  I think being in a team with you will not get me anywhere. lol

 

IC:  James let go a looking down his cockpit window he saw the slash made by Karl as he flew through the enemy GINN.  Backing up more, James saw the damaged GINN.

 

Great, I think this might be bad, James said to himself as he saw the red GINN being destroyed.

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    • By Ryou Misaki
      The echoes of several footsteps could be heard through the hallway as a man in a black lab coat had been followed by several green ranked soldiers with papers in their hands with questions coming from each of them. Long flowing black hair having been moving with the body and a pair of crimson eyes that stared forwards had been of the lead scientist of Technology in ZAFT getting hassled by the army.
       
      " General Darlton and Janus want to know how the production of things are moving along? " One of them had asked while trying to maintain the scientists long strides. Kaze had been ignoring most of the questions and seemed to have had his own thoughts on mind. " Tell them it's moving along fine. " He had answered giving an answer which lacked detail. " Chairwoman Hitomi had also been wishing to talk to you about the current funding for the next few projects. " Another one had said out while the man's walk had increased in speed from the annoyance of the army. " Tell her to call me instead. " He answered in slight annoyance.
       
      Once through the hallway he had come across the main lobby of the PLANT and had planned to take the elevator to transfer out of Januarius and head off to other areas where he was needed. Having stepped in front of the elevator doors he turned and looked at the other men who had more questions and needed answers from the scientist at least. " I suggest sending the rest of the issues and pressing matter to my office. I wish to be alone. " He had said to them as the doors opened and a soldier was already in salute as he was standing inside the elevator. Kaze had smiled a bit and turned around stepping within as the doors closed to the soldiers who were about to follow him but were cut off, his crimson eyes turning to the soldier who was saluting him who was his son;Ryou Misaki. A pair of golden eyes who were hidden behind a few strands of the messy white hair which the boy had grown and left unattended to the natural messy order. Then again he was not one to talk, his own black hair had been longer that it reached past his shoulders at times.
       
      " You can stop saluting me... " He mentioned and walked over to the seats as the elevator had started to rise up. " Sir! " Ryou answered in response and placed his arm back to his side as he waited by the door. Kaze's smile having remained considering his son's attitude; Serious and Cold. He was proud to have him as a son, truly proud and yet there were...many flaws in that. Ryou was after all his finest project; A remake of the remaining information of Hibiki that he could collect without having been suspected. It did him no good, it was a failure in the end and the result caused a conflict between him and his assistant who had believed in a different theory than he did. In the end it resulted in him doing it alone and causing the womb of his wife to turn into a chamber for where he could create at least something similar to the man's hoped for work.
       
      Kaze had realized it now that the remnants he received were not enough information. And the cost of information made him create a failed coordinator; Ryou. Humanity's desire itself was the improve upon itself and Kaze wished for the same, he wanted to make that ultimate being and help the Coordinator's realize their true function: Help Humanity. George Glenn himself had wished for that desire, yet with the recent issue of Coordinators and Naturals it truly had strayed from that past.
       
      Coordinator's turned ambitious and seeked an identity for themselves. Dubbing themselves a New Species, A Better Species, An Improved Species. And of course with such arrogance in themselves they believed that the people of Earth were things of the past and a step lower in the evolutionary scale. Even now it does not change. People's eyes have grown accustomed to seeing them as 'Naturals' and yet what were Coordinators themselves - 'Unnatural'? The answer itself is No. George Glenn was wrong, Coordinators were no different than Naturals themselves. We have to study, train, adapt and grow old like any other human being. Coordinators are no different, just an arrogant race that in the end started a War simply to dub themselves the true rulers of Humanity.
       
      Humans, or Naturals as they liked to be called are no better themselves. If Coordinators did not exist, their blames would be put to themselves and thus would hate one another. The Planet called Earth would simply be filled with humans hating one another with racism. The government themselves couldn't handle all the issue so they instead blame the Coordinators and PLANTS. 'United in Hatred', as one can picture. The President, Countries and Nations, they all help one another for a sole purpose: Hatred for Coordinators. An easy answer for the government and people who are confused as to why they're poor or have civil issues. Truly...Humans are-
       
      " Dad? " Kaze had opened his eyes to realize that he was lost in thought and had closed his eyes. Having been at the top floor already with his son having placed a hand on his shoulder to bring him back into reality. " How have things been with your team? " He had asked his son as the boy stood up straight once more with a somewhat blank face. " I can't complain....other than the lack of experience for the captain. " He had mentioned as Kaze already knew of that, but it couldn't be helped. " Your not the only one. Other teams are starting fresh... " He mentioned as he had looked over the papers and was thinking of what mobile suit would be best for each person. " I guess... " Ryou had said with a shrug of the shoulders as he titled his head back a bit and looked to the side to the city through the elevator glass.
       
      As he stared at his son with the blank look of his son and innocence in soldiers Kaze had realized how War had changed from wanting trained personnel to wanting young children grow into battle itself. There was also an issue of Coordinators themselves making soldiers for the sole purpose of fighting. Those who are legends in battle and are the perfect soldiers, they are the ones who's genes are entered within other infants until they can make a perfect copy; A Clone. Yet this itself has it's own issues and that's something Kaze himself had been ordered to fix...not that it's public information or even known to most of the chairmen and chairwomen in the council. He wondered himself if Hitomi knew of this.
       
      Kaze had realized he spent his time within the elevator long enough so he had stood up and started to walk out and down another long hallway with his son 3 steps behind him. " I'll be needing some time in a room. " He mentioned as Ryou had given a serious 'Sir!' remark back to him and lead him to a room for the time being until a ride was ready to take him back. " Um..what about...meetings and people? " He had asked his father who's simple response was: " Just put them in a meeting room around here and I'll get to them. " He answered and closed the door.
       
      Kaze had sat down behind a desk and opened a laptop with a new email having been received from an Anonymous address which told him ' Continue the Process'. " What a joke...like you're not satisfied with the last two wars... " He whispered, sighing as he opened up a folder and watched the data from the previous wars. " Whether there will be  peace or war...no one but them will know. " He whispered as he turned and opened the window to see the stars outside at least. " At least the stars will be witnesses to Humanity...even now we're traveling beyond the original bounds that's been placed in front of us...and we're repeating the same mistakes.. " He whispered, closing his eyes once more and contemplating the rest of what he had gotten over time.
       
      Ryou on the other hand was running through the corridor in a hectic speed. " Damn it...why'd you leave me to manage all your meetings with people. " He whispered as he didn't even know who wished to speak with the man. This was all too troublesome....
    • By Ryou Misaki
      " And who's mind did this come from? "
       
      The room was dark at the time as the night had entered itself into the PLANT leaving only streetlights from the window to enter as a figure was sitting on his chair and staring outside, a computer having been on the table who which he had his back upon. The screen having shown that there was a online talk with another figure who's face was hidden. Kaze's eyes having stared outside as his head was supported by his hand, his lips having been barely open as he was wondering what else to say at the new decision having been handed out.
       
      " It's not a matter to you. It's an Order from you're superiors. The current tension between the EA and USSA require more direction. "
       
      The voice was filled with voice modifications, having been impossible to decode considering the amount of different additions and warping in tone. Kaze had attempted to change it himself but the data left over from the conversation would be completely deleted as if the call was never made. " The Assumed Creation of Suits. Yes, I've heard. " Kaze mentioned.
       
      " The PLANT's themselves are worried that this may turn into a global war for the planet. A new Leader of your status and capabilities would be better. "
       
      " And of Hitomi? " He had asked wondering what she'd take of this news. The woman had recently become the leader and such a thing may discourage her. If anything threaten her.
       
      " She will remain as she is. Consider it a cooperative Leadership. "
       
      He sighed, this was too sudden to take already. Having turned his seat around to look at the computer screen he had spotted the shine of glass and peered over to a chess board with glass pieces of black and white having been on the corner. " Do you wish for me to end up like the previous chairman? " He had asked referring to his teacher in medicine.
       
      " He served his purpose. That is all. "
       
      No answer like always, Kaze's eyes having darted back to the screen as he gave a disappointed look. " I understand. Keep my updated, though communication from now will be more harder to keep. " He had mentioned as he wondered how they would manage.
       
      " It had never stopped us before. If we do not communicate, a file will be in your computer from the next move. Remember Kaze, do not disappoint us unless you want your experiment to become public. "
       
      His hand twitched while his body remained calm, the fingers tightening a grip on the arm rest as he closed his eyes. " You wish to blackmail me using my Son? " He had mentioned, having understood they would take the chance would do it.
       
      " You've changed. Before you had called him a God, A Failed Experiment, and now a Son. Don't let yourself get attached. It will cloud your judgment. "
       
      He opened his eyes again to stare at the screen. " I call him Hope. A life that I've played God in, the same would go for her father also. " He mentioned having known the girl must have been his son of all others.
       
      " Hope, it is the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength, and your greatest weakness. We have no further progress with this conversation. We will contact you when it's needed. "
       
      The screen had turned black as the computer shut down completely. A weak sigh escaping Kaze's mouth as his hand moved from supporting his cheek to his head, a weak smile forming. " It's all up to their Will then. " He whispered.
       
      Morning
       
      News networks had spread fast and moved to the PLANT's as the sudden spark of political debate had come up of a second Leader. It was a first for Coordinators, having a Cooperative leadership between two entities. The PLANT Supreme Council members having been arguing with themselves as they wondered how such a notion had passed and what it would affect in the future, it was rather unexpected for all of them.
       
      " A Second Supreme Leader?! The PLANT's will just end up in more confusion! "
       
      " Considering our previous ones we will need in case one does as the previous two! It'd be better if Kaze is elected, he's the leading scientist of Technology for the PLANT's. Who else?! "
       
      " For now we'll have to accept it. Whether he steps up or not we'll see. Besides this conversation is not worth our breath. The current issues of Mobile suits being made by USSA and in South America should be our main focus. "
       
      The Council had sighed in frustration, silence finally overtaking the room as a few members looked over to the empty seats as some couldn't make it. The meeting was rather unexpected so it wasn't surprising. Kaze o nthe other hand had to make it to the city in a car that was continually watched by news and several questions being shot at him as he made his way slowly to podium where he would make the speech, the room having been filled with several news networks from which he guessed a few were from Earth and ORB. Never the less there were a few soldiers at his sides that were prepared to defend him if needed.
       
      " I've come to talk about the speculation and rumors that have been going around. And they are true, I will be become the second Chairman of the PLANT's. Regarding my partner Hitomi she will remain also in control so this will be a cooperative leadership. It's rather sudden but for the progress of the PLANT's I feel as if I had no choice to deny it. As many as you know I am also the leading scientist for the military of ZAFT and you may be worried my views are towards War when they're completely far from it. I have been a doctor before and know full well the pain and loss of War. That's why...I wish to ask for a chance. That is all, I'll take no questions. "
       
      The speech was short but he had no desire to continue, having turned as a few people started to shout out questions and come close to him which made the soldiers and bodyguards start to move as they stopped them as he came out the door and into the main room of the Supreme Council building. Having sighed as he turned to look at the rock of the whale like creature that the first coordinator had brought back from space. Having smiled he opened his mouth and spoke:
       
      " Those who have a gift fail to understand the feelings of those who don't and those who don't envy those who do. "
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