Kira Yamato (
jesushasagundam) wrote in
trans_92010-07-24 01:28 pm
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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.
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.

They were probably her idea come to think of it.
"There... was a transport full of people trying to escape the planet. I don't know if they tried to run for it or if it was a mistake, but... we tried to protect them. That's where Shinn was almost killed."
"We weren't able to." The words hang on his mind, not only for the specific failure but for how it reminded him of other times he'd failed in the past.
pfft the buckles preceed Lacus, you know.
"Kira..." It's okay. We'll figure it out.
...she made him wear more of them.
He closes his eyes. Lacus wouldn't want him to regret things like this, would she?
Yeah, for the lulz!
I still think she's a secret bondage queen
He pulled her in just a bit tighter. "Lacus... have you been all right?"
*gets the whip*
"I want to help." Maybe not piloting, but somehow.
Lacus "Whips 'n Chains" Clyne
*preens* And she sings, too!
She thinks for a moment, and then Pink bounces up, sputtering and somehow that helps settle it. "Perhaps assisting with radio communications and other technical aspects of the missions."
The night ain't so quiet when she's around!
In more ways than one, hm~?
She sings a different song then :3
And so does he, I'd imagine!