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Hungry Hungry Judau!

Having missed nearly everything that had transpired because of his naps, Judau had needed to get up to speed as to what exactly happened. Thus far, he had learned of marriages and such, but of course he knew nothing about the newly weds, nor did he care. The only thing he cared about was that if there was a dinner party he had missed. When it came to food though, unless it made him gag with horror, he didn't care what he had to chow down to get through the day.

After doing a few more tune-ups on the ZZ Gundam, making sure the machine was fully functional for when it came down to an old fashioned space fight, he had wandered into the cafeteria, munching down on the food in the cafeteria like a mad man. There was no restraint at all, as if he was literally gulping down everything his arms had grabbed, save for blood reserved for vampires. Even knowing that tiny fact, he didn't give a care in the world. So what if it was slop? At least he could actually digest any of this!

After a forceful gulp from taking in far too much in his mouth, he leaned backwards to stretch his arms and back, belching loud enough for anyone in the mess hall to hear him. He sighed in content, smirking to himself after the much needed food. Sure, it wasn't like that pizza place Torres had shown him a few months back, at least in his world, but it was leagues better than anything served in Shangri-La.

(ooc: Yes, I know the food is technically disgusting, but Judau has lived on a poor colony for nearly all his life. Added to his starvation, so long as it is edible, he'll devour it.)

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Allenby didn't miss much about that planet, but it had been nice to get some actual food into her system. She'd had plenty of experience with prepackaged military rations and those nutrition bars that had just about every element of food without any of that taste business, but the gunk on Stacy was something else.

Which was why she raised her eyebrows so high when she heard that belch and saw its owner looking as satisfied as if he'd just devoured a gourmet feast. She plunked herself down across from him. "Well, you look like you're enjoyin' yourself," she said with a chuckle as she bent her paper-bread-tray thing into a funnel to get the meatish glop into her mouth.

Judau finally took notice of the girl sitting across from him, and nodded towards her, smirking. Though while such an action of hers might have made people question it, Judau had seen it far too many times and cared nothing about the way others had eaten their food. To each his own after all.

"Well, I was pretty much out of it for awhile there and fixing up the ZZ," he explained, breaking off a piece of the tray and munching on it. "Food though is helping me get back much needed energy, even if it is slop."

Allenby just grinned at the smirk after she swallowed her mouthful of paste. Sure, it was kinda weird and had the potential for disaster, but she thought this was the most fun way of eating it.

"Yeah, I get that. You get so into repairs or just tinkerin' with stuff you forget to eat anything," she said. ZZ. She wasn't familiar with that. "So what's the ZZ? Some kinda ship or mobile suit?" She hoped it was a mobile suit--maybe even another Gundam.

Judau nodded, smirking even more. Finally, more people who actual knew of mobile suits! Even better, this one didn't seem like the hard ass that was Yzak. Sure, he had been the one to nearly crush the man with the broken armored parts of the Gundam, but still...Okay, that was kind of his fault.

"Yep, the ZZ Gundam," he replied. "Earned that thing about a few months, maybe years if I had been on ice for too long, in a war against Neo Zeon. Do you own a suit too? Is it that magenta one or something? Color name isn't getting into my mind..."

Allenby grimaced at the mention of Gundams and war, but she was far from surprised at this point. Didn't like it, but not surprised. Especially seeing as all of their suits were involved in a war now, whether she liked it or not.

"Mine is Nobel Gundam," she said. "You've probably seen it--it's got these long yellow radiator fins that look like hair." Oh, and it looked like it was wearing a sailor fuku. But that didn't seem like an important detail to mention. "It's not for the kinda war you're talking about, but it looks like that's what we're in anyhow."

At the mention of a other Gundam, Judau had nearly beamed, only for his hopes to be shot down. Perhaps Allenby had been from another world as well, just like Yzak and the others. Certainly made sense the more his mind could think things over. Still, her particular Gundam was definitely one of the strangest he had seen.

Judau had not been a fan of war either, having nearly lost his sister during the battle against Neo Zeon. The adults were truly idiots, fighting with one another in such a pointless war that only ended in the death of some of his friends and allies, even if two of them had tried to kill him before. The only satisfaction he earned was punching Captain Bright.

"Yeah, tell me about it," he frowned, thinking over of all the events during the last war he was in. Not one had been pleasant. "Even worse, most of our friends are locked up inside of Stacy. Still don't know why she just doesn't wake up my team, if they are even down there in those pod things."

Allenby had just about wrapped her head around the idea of multiple Earths. She still hated the idea of any of those places using Gundams purposely to kill, mowing down other suits and soldiers who probably didn't deserve any kind of death, let alone that one.

Gundams weren't for that. Sure, the Gundam Fight on her Earth had problems. But for all the grief she'd gone through as a tool for Neo-Sweden, she was one person who'd had a hard time. She hadn't been one of a million people gunned down. Nobody on Earth or in the colonies had to put up with that crap anymore. It was better that way.

She stirred a finger through the food paste. "Someone said that she doesn't have control over who gets popped out. It really stinks... but I go down to the cavern every day anyhow." She managed a wry grin. "I figure if Stacy can't hatch 'em, maybe my yellin' will wake up my friends."

On the subject of the pods, Judau had to wonder if his own friends were down there as well. Being a Newtype had the benefit of sensing others, but somehow, he couldn't really feel their presence at all. The senses however were not enough for Judau to give up hope though. If he made it through, surely the others would come back and the old Gundam team could be reformed.

"I'd go tinkering down with them myself if I understood that cryogenic crap or whatever it is," he explained. "Still, I'm sure by the time those guys wake up, we'll have all of this cleaned up!"

"Hah, I dunno that there's much to tinker with," Allenby said. "I don't wanna mess with that either in case I hurt someone in there--I just go down and yell at 'em. And then I yell at Stacy." Yeah, okay, it sounded silly and she knew it wasn't likely to actually reach them. But she had to try! She couldn't just go around the ship knowing that Domon and everyone were napping in there without making some effort to get them conscious.

Besides, it felt good.

"But if we've got our Gundams all set and workin' right, I don't see how we can lose. It's gonna be tough, but I think we can beat these Ohms."

Sounded silly, sure, but Judau had done similarly useless actions, both in the past and now. He could remember his repeated attempts at stealing the Zeta Gundam a year ago, along with all of his attempts to sneak in extra cash from below Beecha's radar. Luckily, those days were over...at least the junking business anyway.

"Now if I can just get in some practice, then we're good to go," he replied. "Confident as I am with the repair job, a good place to test them would help me tons."

"Yeah, same here," Allenby said. She propped her chin on one hand (she'd never been taught, or paid attention if she had been, that elbows on the table were supposedly rude), staring up towards the ceiling. There'd been that whole big kerfuffle a few weeks ago over the Celstial Being guys running live-fire drills down in the Hangar.

But although this was one possible time that Allenby might acknowledge that rules like that had a purpose, they had also been pretty specific about it being live fire drills. That was easy to get around!

"What if we set up an area in the Hangar? The place is huge--there's gotta be a big enough part of it we can rope off to make sure all the systems are workin' right," she said, looking up with a grin.

Judau raised an eyebrow before smiling as well. That...was actually a good idea. The hangar seemed endless, no doubt filled with too many Gundams and fighters, more than he could ever imagine. It had taken him a few hours to find his own machine the first time he went down there.

"Sounds like a great idea!" he said, agreeing with Allenby, despite the problem in not using heavy weaponry. Last thing he needed was to blow a gigantic whole into the ship. "Granted, I don't think I can use the heavy stuff, but hell, I can work around just using the basic stuff."

"Oh yeah, you probably use firearms as your main thing, doncha..." Allenby scratched her head. It was hard to remember sometimes that other Gundams were war machines for actual war. "You don't got any melee weapons like a beam sword? 'Cause we could probably run through those too so long as we're careful not to hit anything else."

....Hey, if he did have a beam sword maybe they could even try a sparring match! If they set the weapons on low and had a big enough space, it didn't have to be too risky to their machines or anyone else's.

Allenby's words had made him think a lot more on the ZZ. The machine, while capable of singles' combat, seemed to be more of Gundam suited to long-range and taking on multiple foes. If there were some weapon's experts, maybe he should get some upgrades while here. There was only so much the Hi and Hyper Mega Cannon could do in such limited space. If only he could find the Zeta Gundam as well...

"Actually, I do have two swords," he explained. "Friggin' huge, but I think I can tone them down. Shouldn't be that hard. Course things be easier if I could find the Zeta Gundam. Things perfect for melee!" And by perfect, he meant getting kicked by Roux in the head as they spared that one time. When it came to close range, the girl had certainly fared better, if only because of speed.

"Yeah?" Allenby grinned. Two swords versus the Nobel Gundam's beam ribbon and hoop... now that would be a fun fight! Would they be able to do something like that on a test run? It might be a good idea just to see if all their systems were working first... but still.

"I betcha once we find out if our equipment's working right, we could try sparrin' against each other!" she said, sitting up straight. "There's no better way to test how good your equipment and skills are than a match."

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Sorry for late tag. Blame exams. X_X

It's cool! I know how that goes (right now, in fact)