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Striking Freedom [Open]

Kira was thoroughly exhausted from the week's training with the Rogues, but rather than going to his quarters to hop into bed, he almost always went down to the hangar where his Strike Freedom stood, armor inert.

The young pilot stood there for a long while, looking up at the mobile suit in contemplation. They'd been hard at work tuning them up so that they'd be able to fight on the same level as their X-Wing counterparts and soon would be physically overhauling them to increase their output. This was what they'd have to rely on for their survival... for their strength.

He was rather lost in thought, which probably made for a perfect opportunity for someone to come along and snap him out of it.

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Cagalli had made her way into the hangar, maybe to inspect the Akatsuki, maybe to get a nap in the cockpit. Who knows? Either way, her plans were sidelined when she saw her brother standing there looking entranced.

"Kira? You okay?" she asked, trying not to startle him.

"Cagalli--" He spun to see the blonde girl looking at him. How out of it had he been not to notice her presence?

"Ah... I'm fine. I guess I was just lost in thought."

She nodded a little, "That happens a lot here, doesn't it? We're so preoccupied with things, we tend to lose track of what's going on around us. Worrying over everyone and what more we can or can't do to protect them, it takes its toll eventually."

Her gaze turns up to the Strike Freedom in front of them.

"Things are hard right now, especially with what we have to face, but we can't forget that there are others in the same boat. Everyone wants to protect this ship and the people on it. Dwelling on things won't help with that."

His sister's words had a point - they usually did. "That's true, they won't," Kira admitted, looking out at the innumerable craft parked here in the hangar. "It's easy to focus so hard on what's in front of us that we don't see everything else happening in the world around us."

"None of us will be able to protect everybody on their own."

"I think we need to relearn how to enjoy what we have here at the moment. It'd be hard considering what we've all lost, but..." she trailed off, thinking.

Cagalli missed Orb fiercely, she wouldn't deny that at all. In fact, she'd be the first to admit it. It wasn't just her country, it was the people she watched over and governed, the scenery she was so used to, the ideals that she worked so hard to uphold. It was also her father's legacy to her. She'd bring it back.

As hard as it was, she had to accept what happened. The more time she spent with the Rogues and the people on Stacy, the closer she was to doing that. A part of her wasn't sure she wanted to, though, despite the need to.

"We're so focused on what we've lost, we tend to ignore what he have here. I mean, I know some of us are luckier than others. It's a hard thing to ignore, but the fact is we're alive. We've got a chance to fix things, right? Everyone will get there eventually. Right now, a genuine smile is a rare thing, isn't it? I think we need to work towards more of those."

It was sometimes easy for him to forget the responsibility that weighed on Cagalli's shoulders - she was his sister, after all, not just 'Representative Athha.' He couldn't disagree with anything she said. How could he?

"Cagalli... you're right," Kira said after a long moment's thought. They were lucky enough to have each other here, weren't they? To be with the people important to you, even when you'd lost everything else - it made it bearable. "When you think about it, just being here is lucky for us. Whatever's ahead of us, we have the chance to overcome it."

"That's a chance we've been given, and we can't waste it feeling sorry for ourselves."

Kira received a half smile from his sister. It was moments like this that she really was thankful she had him around. Sometimes they just got each other.

"Good, I'm glad you agree," she said. "Also, I know you're really intent on getting things to work with the mobile suits, but you should come take a break. We could grab something to eat... not that it'd be any good."

It was a good thing, too. Athrun and Kira needed somebody who could interpret their brooding, didn't they?

He couldn't help but return the half-smile. "That isn't a bad idea. I don't think I've eaten since breakfast."

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