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A Junker's Dream Come True [OPEN]

"Oh..."

"...my..."

"...god!"

Lowe's exclamation could be heard as it echoed throughout the hangar. It was like being 8 again and waking up Christmas morning. Inside was nothing but vehicles of all types. It was like a melting pot of hundreds of thousands of civilizations' technologies. Many of them a lot more advanced than what ZAFT, the Earth Alliance and Orb could EVER make.

[There's a lot of machines in here. It's almost impossible to count...!] 8 chirped in.

"I know! Ah, man...! I gotta see, I gotta see...!" Lowe said, making his way over to the first thing he saw: an X-Wing. "Man, look at this! This is too sleek of a machine to be a normal Mobile Armor! A-And those guns... they have to be beam weaponry!" He pulled himself away and made his way to the next machine he saw - the Unicorn Thunderzord. "Man, look at this thing! Such an odd design! There has to be something more to it, though: there's no way it could JUST be like this!"

[Perhaps it's a component of something!] 8 said.

"It has to be!" Lowe said. The next thing he gazed at: the Unit 2. "Wow... that thing's HUMONGOUS! There's no way that's a Mobile Suit - Mobile Suits that big is just ASKING to get it's butt kicked!"

[We're dealing with a melting pot here. What may be a sitting duck in our world may be... Hold on!] 8 chirped before being stopped. [I think... 20 meters in front of us!]

"Twenty meters...?" Lowe repeated, confused. He made his way forward and gasped. In front of him was a VERY familiar machine. "It's... it's Red Frame! But, it's different!"

[Perhaps it's a gift from our saviors!] 8 said.

"It has to be... I-I gotta check it out!" Lowe said, making his way into the cockpit.

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Yzak's reaction would be similar, but not quite expressed on the outside like Lowe. When he came across the hangar, he slowly made his way through it, eyeballing and walking around the various machines that it held. As a pilot, he knew better than to touch and poke and prod at any of them, regardless of how interesting they looked.

His concentration was broken, however, at Lowe's outburst. Yzak followed the voice, and the subject of his excitement. While he couldn't put an exact name to the unit, the look of it alone...

"An Astray unit?"

Lowe had just opened the Red Frame's cockpit when he heard Yzak's voice. It shouldn't be a surprise that he knew of the Astrays - they were Orb's mass produced suits and they were based on this!

"That's right! It's not just any Astray - it's one of Orb's prototypes." Lowe said. "Red Frame and I have been through a lot since I first got a hold of it, but we've gotten through them easily!"

"I can tell. The general frame is familiar enough."

Yzak took a step closer to it, curiously. "What are its armaments and features?"

"Well, for the most part, it has the basic weapons - Igelstellung head vulcans, beam saber, and beam rifle. A lot of it I've added myself!" He pointed to the katana mounted on the left. "That's the Gerbera Straight - helped reforge it so that I could have a weapon that didn't drain the battery. I also modified the OS and the parts so I can use it without having to blow out its arms every time I swung it."

He looked at the other katana on the right. "The other blade and the thing on the back I have no clue on - I'm guessing it's something that got added later on... doesn't mean I'm not going to find out!"

Yzak sent him a very skeptical look.

"You don't know what else is on your own mobile suit?"

"H-Hey! I do know! Just that a lot of this wasn't on Red Frame when I saw it last!" Lowe said. In his defense, this was the truth.

"Finding out shouldn't be too hard..." he took a thoughtful look. "...I wonder if there are other Mobile Suits here. Kira's here, so he should have his..."

"Finding out could also be dangerous, if you don't at least try to figure out what the equipment is beforehand. Who knows how dangerous something can be? Especially if it's on a mobile suit."

He looked around the hangar. "Maybe there are. If this unit is, I--" He stopped short, double-taking in one direction and blinking.

Lowe was about to counter, but then he remembered the incident with the BuCUE head. And the fact that he left behind a nearly 2 million dollar piece of equipment...

When he saw Yzak reacting at something, he couldn't help but blink in surprise. "You find something?"

He put a hand up. "Hang on."

Turning, he made his way down the hangar to get a better look at whatever caught his eye. Still within Lowe's sight, he stops a small distance away when he gets close enough to make out what the possibly familiar item is.

"My GOUF!?"

"Your...?" Lowe said, trailing off as he saw the new Mobile Suit. He couldn't help but gawk in shock at it - that was an entirely new model!

"Oh, wow...! Look at that! The frame's certainly ZAFT design, but the shoulders... the shield... a-and the wings... Oh, man! They've really changed!"

[We've lost him...] 8 said, a bit dejected.

"Really changed?" Yzak looked over at Lowe, raising an eyebrow. "These have been in production for a while, now."

"For a wh--" Lowe began to repeat... then facepalmed. "Aw, man... don't tell me you're from the future, too!"

Yzak didn't know what part of that sounded more off. Future? Or too?

"The future?" he asked, giving Lowe a look like he was crazy. "What the hell are you talking about?!"

"Ah, well... l-look, the last thing I remember, Jachin Due fell a few weeks ago. I met Kira awhile back and he just went through another war...!" Lowe admitted. "I know it sounds funny, but, well..."

"A few weeks?" Yzak's eyes widened slightly. "What are you talking about ... that was over two years ago!"

"That's what Kira said!" Lowe said. "I think I'm from your past... or you're from my future! A-All I know is what I'm looking at is brand-spanking new to me and what I'm hearing is news to me!"

This is going to be a big headache.

"What kind weird-ass place is this?!" Yzak's surprise and inward joy over his GOUF was quickly put aside at this new bit of information.

"Are you sure you're not just stupid? Maybe you hit your head or something!"

"Hey! I'm not stupid! And I'd know if I hit my head!" Lowe shouted back. "Look, it has to be this stupid ship! There's no other explanation!"

[Believe me, I'd know if he was screwed up somewhere...!] 8 chimed in.

"Thanks, bud... I think." Lowe replied.

"--what is that thing, anyway?!" Yzak pointed up to Lowe and 8.

"This?" Lowe said, holding up the suitcase-like device. "This is 8! We're pretty much traveling companions!"

[That, and without me at times, he would have been a sitting duck!] 8 replied.

The machine had a pretty good vocabulary. Already much more tolerable than the sort of mechanical sidekicks Athrun tended to make. Thus, Yzak seemed interested.

"How advanced is it?"

"Advanced enough to help me pilot Red Frame. I'm no ace, that's for sure!" Lowe said.

[Lowe rescued me from a craft I was abandoned in. It got lonely.] 8 said, offhandedly. [But, yes, I'm capable of piloting Mobile Suits by myself. Or at the very least aiding those who cannot fully pilot them.]

"Pretty impressive," he remarked.

"At any rate, you should really look into what those new armaments on your unit are. Maybe that-- 8 can help you with identifying them."

One of the mecha nearer the front of the hangar is online, eyes glowing red, but it's quiet. The Berserk Fury (http://obscura-prodigy.livejournal.com/1019.html) observes this new intruder in the hangar with a just-perceptible sense of "you are being watched".

Yes, Lowe, the big metal T-Rex is staring at you.

As Lowe made his way around, he couldn't help but notice the T-Rex mecha just... looking at him. It really unnerved him.

"...sheesh. And here I though those BuCUEs and LaGOWEs were freaky looking..." Lowe commented, still looking at the Berserk Fury. "That thing's downright terrifying!"

There's a thudding noise of boots on metal and a kid appears, looking down off the mech's shoulder. He's perching up there like he's been doing it his whole life.

"He's not so bad!" the kid calls down, then squints a bit at Lowe.

"Who're you?"

Lowe blinked in surprise at the kid on the machine. Was that his? The way he was on it, it had to be!

"Well... I hope so! He looks vicious!" Lowe said. "I'm Lowe, by the way!" He lifted up the suitcase-like device holding 8. "And this is 8!"

[A pleasure!] 8 replied.

"He's just grumpy, don't mind him," says Vega, thumping one of the huge pale purple armor plates.

"Nice to meetcha! I'm Vega!"

The kid hops up onto part of the Zoid and vanishes as he crosses its shoulders, then he reappears when he hops onto one of the chitinous catwalks that wrap around it. He jogs over to the rail and slides down it, landing on the hangar floor. It's apparently a well-practiced maneuver.

"This," he says, pointing up at the mech, "is my Zoid!"

"A Zoid?" Lowe said, not showing his surprise over Vega's impressive run. "Wow... never heard of those. Then again, I'm kinda surprised at the fact you have this!" That was probably an understatement - he was shocked when he found out that Kira was the pilot of the Strike and he was 16! Vega looked at least 12!

[Is it alive or does it have some sort of AI?] 8 replied. This coming from an AI itself.

He looks at 8, curiosity evident. "Well, I guess he does? Fury's an Ultimate X. He's really smart. He's not like any other Zoid I've ever had and not even Sarah knows how he works."

He looks back to Lowe and nods. Someone else who doesn't know Zoids, oh well.

"Nobody seems to've heard of 'em here," Vega says, scratching the back of his neck a little. "And why's it surprising?" This last gets a hint of suspicion.

[An Ultimate X, huh?] 8 said, a bit surprised. That's a new one, that's for sure.

Lowe catches that hint of suspicion. "Woah, I don't mean anything bad about it! Just that..." He lets out a sigh as he runs his hand through his hair. "...where I came from, I didn't realize that kids were being used to pilot Mobile Suits. I found that out when I first met Kira..."

"Oh, you know Kira?" Vega brightens instantly, any perceived slight forgotten. "I know him, he's here! Have you seen him yet?"

"Oh, I met him when I first woke up!" Lowe said. "It took me by surprise, though - I didn't expect him to be older than I remember him."

"Older than you remember him?" Vega furrows his brow. "So you guys are like from different times? I've heard of that happening sometimes. I only know one person here from home and I didn't know him real well before anyway."

Yzak, who was moving about and examining the hangar, passed by this particular mech. Such a different look for one caught his eye, and he paused, turning to it to get a closer look.

A couple of moment later he gets the eerie feeling that he's being watched, so looks up to its eyes.

"..." And gives it a staredown.

The Fury stares back. It seems... alive. More alive than a machine has any right to be.

It growls. The Fury doesn't recognize this person. Not his pilot, and not any of the other people he sees scrambling around in here.

The growl catches somebody's attention. There's the sound of a pair of small boots on metal, and a kid with dark, messy hair pokes his head out from a precarious perch on top of the Zoid. "What's up, Fury?"

The Zoid doesn't answer, but he spots the stranger on the hangar floor.

Vega waves. "Oh, hey!"

"Did that thing just growl?"

Yzak scowled up at the machine, seeing no point for something like it needing such a sound-system installed.

The kid makes a face. "Yeah, he does that sometimes sorry!" he calls down. "Fury's kinda weird with strangers!"

He directs his next, quieter comment toward the thing's head. "Relax, Fury. We've got new people."

It doesn't respond.

After meeting Lowe, or more specifically, learning a little about 8, Yzak wasn't too taken aback at the kid's actions.

"It's an AI?"

"Kinda!" he replies, making a seesawing motion with his hand.

"Don't listen to him, he's grumpy because he hasn't gotten to fight in a while!"

Hasn't gotten to fight? Yzak looked a bit confused at the statement.

"Does that mean you just woke up here, too? I was under the impression that we were here to fight."

"Nah, we haven't had a chance to use stuff this big yet is all!" says Vega.

He climbs off the Fury onto the chitinous catwalk and slides down the handrailing. He spends a lot of time down here.

"Most of the fighting I've saw was with people on foot."

He won't admit it, but it's at least forty times scarier.

"On foot? And how did that work out?" Yzak crossed his arms, assuming the worst. Considering the weaponry and means of defense he knew from his world, he figured being on foot was a very vulnerable downgrade against forces strong enough to wipe out universes.

"It was kinda messy and nobody'd let me fight." Vega makes a face a little bit. "I can shoot though, so it was really dumb."

That's to say nothing about Vega's actual ~~lack of~~ ability with a handgun.

"Either they're underestimating you, or don't think you quite possess the right skills. Curious, though, as you were out there either way."

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