Waking Up [Open]

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Shadow, for the most part, had kept to himself in the past few weeks, seemingly unaffected by the rage virus or the incident with Steve. Maybe that was a good thing in his case. However, during this time, he found himself contemplating some things. It seemed that Stacy, being a little more kinder to him, had restored more of his memories.

It was less that he didn't want them and more why didn't he have them before? In either case, he now remembered more of his life - that he was an agent of G.U.N. and his dealings with the "future" scientist Eggman Nega - and he decided to try to figure out more. It didn't work out.

At the moment, Shadow had found himself in the hangar, looking for certain somethings. He found them - G.U.N.'s mecha arsenal. Big Foot and Hot Shot walking tanks, its flying counterpart Flying Dog, the hovering tanks Heavy Dog and Blue Falcon and the incomplete battle mech Diablon. There was probably a whole lot more there, but this was a bit more than enough.

"At least this blasted place kept our gear..." Shadow uttered. "Hmm... I wonder if it would be worth it to restart the program here..."

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[badassfreakingoverlord]

The Overlord did semi-regular surveys of the hangar, checking to see if anything awesome and unclaimed would show up. He wasn't picky; much as he hoped the ultimate Space Battle Yoshitsuna would show up, he'd settle for a Gear Metal REX or a Drill Tank.

So when he saw a -- something -- eying the mecha with proprietorial interest, the book just sighed and said, "Damn."

[is-the-ultimate.livejournal.com]

Shadow's heard the curse and turned around, seeing the Overlord... and cocked an eyebrow. "...a book?"

[badassfreakingoverlord]

The book, firmly gripped in its minion's arms as if she were a display case, laughed. "The most badass freakin' book in the cosmos!"

Someone had adapted to being a book more than he'd be comfortable with if he thought about it.

[is-the-ultimate.livejournal.com]

Shadow couldn't help but look at the book in disbelief... before laughing. "Of all the things I've seen..." he said, shaking his head.

"What brings you here? I wouldn't think something like you would want to be in here."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"You're not an average normal human yourself," Zetta said without particular rancor. "Besides, I'm only a book because of the damn Ohm. As for why I'm here? Looking for vehicles. Awesome stuff I can equip my minions with. Though it seems like none of the stuff from my Netherworld showed up here."

[is-the-ultimate.livejournal.com]

"You don't know. It might be here." Shadow said. "These? They're not mine exactly. They belong to a group I was... am... a part of. You can say they were a world-wide military group." He crossed his arms. "Nothing like those... Gundams... but still, they're worthwhile."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"I keep looking. No luck yet. I guess the ship figures that would make it TOO easy on me."

The Overlord frowned, but said of the mecha, "They look pretty badass. So long as they do that and blow up what they're supposed to, what else matters?"

[is-the-ultimate.livejournal.com]

"Exactly." Shadow said. A few moments later, he made a dash for the Diablon. "You and your minions are welcome to use the others. This is mine."

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"You're now my favorite person on the ship!" Zetta declared with downright maniacal glee. He took a moment to watch what the Diablon could do, though. Make no mistake, he has every intention of claiming those others, but... there might be a bit of a learning curve. Best not to do it if another of the mechs would be moving, probably more competently, in the immediate vicinity.