Striking Freedom [Open]

[jesushasagundam]

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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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."

[jesushasagundam]

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."