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He awoke slowly, taking in the soft beeps and faint thrum of engines around him. They’d been disconcerting when his team was first stationed on the Minerva, but he’d gotten used to them, just like he’d – no, that couldn’t be right. The Minerva had gone down on the moon. And the moon was gone, so he had to be on another ship. He’d be able to figure it out if his head would stop hurting; he hadn’t felt this groggy since Neo-Genesis, when the Destiny had been shot down –
He’d been shot down.
The fight over Zokoz II came back to him in a flash. He struggled to sit up, but it was hard enough just to open his eyes in the bright medbay, and one of his arms was wrapped in some sort of plaster, making it awkward just to scramble just to angle himself slightly upright against the pillow. “What happened?” he choked, his voice coming out hoarse with disuse.
He’d been shot down.
The fight over Zokoz II came back to him in a flash. He struggled to sit up, but it was hard enough just to open his eyes in the bright medbay, and one of his arms was wrapped in some sort of plaster, making it awkward just to scramble just to angle himself slightly upright against the pillow. “What happened?” he choked, his voice coming out hoarse with disuse.
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Besides stating the obvious, Lacus offers a smile. She didn't know the boy, but Kira seemed to, and he piloted a Gundam. And regardless, there was no reason not to check on him since she
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"Don't move too much." She approaches with a damp cloth and goes to dab the parts of his face that aren't covered in fabric wad.
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"You're uninjured, right?"
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"You got back to Stacy before the attack began? Did she ... take any damage?" He looked around, and wondered what sort of crazy defense systems this ship might possess.
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When Shinn stirred further down the line of beds, Trudy propped herself up on her elbow to look over at him. It hurt her ribs, but who cared. "Hey, you're up," she said. "About time, some of us were getting a little worried."
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Happy with the results of the battle? Not so much. Too many pilots put in traction and not enough of a decisive victory to salvage morale.
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She kept her mouth shut on the fact that the transport he had gotten hurt protecting had been lost.
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"Still. A rib is something best to get healed up as much as possible. Especially considering what we know those things can do, now..."
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She paused, glancing at him, subtly looking him over to see if he had any serious injuries. "What about you, you come out of it okay? How's the suit?"
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Yzak stood a couple of feet away from him. Upon his return to Stacy and making sure he was fine to move about, he had gone to check up on his fellow ZAFT pilot.
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"You had all of us worried for a little while there."
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"I know. And believe me, I'm relieved to hear that. We got lucky. No one died this time around." Wedge folded his hands together.
"I'm glad that you'll be able to rejoin us once you're well again. We have a lot of intel to go over and training to do."
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