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trans_92010-07-28 01:34 pm
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This is my Eva; there are many like it, but this one is mine! [Closed]
Asuka grinned. She'd been waiting for a few minutes now - this guy (whoever he was) had better show up soon! She didn't have all day, as much as she wanted someone to get her beautiful Unit 02 working again. Sure, she'd had an X-Wing to pilot and the training and all of that, but she really wanted to be able to sit in Unit 02 again, to be able to take the fight to the enemy, to get up close and personal.
She'd been born for this, after all.
She let her legs dangle - she'd already called up a simulation of the Eva and she was perched on its shoulder, about forty meters off the ground. She didn't mind the height. She was used to it. Besides, her Eva was a safe zone for her. If she could get it to run without external power, well... she'd be unstoppable. She knew that much.
She'd been born for this, after all.
She let her legs dangle - she'd already called up a simulation of the Eva and she was perched on its shoulder, about forty meters off the ground. She didn't mind the height. She was used to it. Besides, her Eva was a safe zone for her. If she could get it to run without external power, well... she'd be unstoppable. She knew that much.

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She finally glanced at him with another shrug, "Oh, you might as well go ahead and leave the schematics..."
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Not that it always happened that way.
"Well. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to help you out, Miss Soryu. I'll get right to work on looking up the schematics, and as soon as I have the prototype ready for you--give me a week, maybe? I'll be in touch. If some problem comes up, I'll be sure to contact you."
Though he really didn't expect the latter to happen, Stephen was just expressing professional courtesy.