Mr. Matchmaker

[pinkbridgebunny.livejournal.com]

Feldt was starting to feel more at home in the hangar than anywhere else on the ship. She felt at home around the different machines and the couple of Haros that Celestial Being had usually came with her. Lockon's Haro tended to wander back to the Meister, so she was left with the Red one for now. She didn't mind, she loved the little robots.

She didn't go near any of the other suits in the hangar, since she didn't know if the other pilots would want her to look at their suits. Still, she was curious about how they ran without GN drives. All of Celestial Being's Gundams had them. She paused for a moment, looking over at Deathscythe as she made her way to Dynames.

She knew that Lockon had done checks, but she wanted to see the data for herself. The last time she had seen this suit it had taken a lot of damage.

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Duo, too, spent almost all his time in the hangar- even sleeping in Deathscythe, since he was much more homey-feeling than any of the crew quarters available on the ship.

Currently, the pilot of Gundam 02 was hanging precariously out of his cockpit, fiddling with some device on the outer-rim of the hatch. Glancing down as he heard Haro chime away with Feldt as they passed below, he watched for a moment before calling down.

"Hey, Miss Feldt! Got a minute?"

Ulterior motives involved, as usual.

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She blinked, surprised to actually hear his voice. No one usually called out to her like that and she wasn't used to being called Miss. She walked over to the other Gundam, Haro at her heels. The little robot wouldn't leave her alone, at least until she told it to go find Setsuna or one of the others.

"What do you need, Duo?" she asked. Of course he knew that she could fix things, but who would trust Celestial Being besides it's own members? Still, she would do her best to help him out.

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"Ah, well, remember when I said you should help me check out 'scythe a little while back?" He gave a friendly grin.

"Well, today's the day! I need a hand with something. If you're not busy, 'course." He glanced to Haro beside her and waved. "Hey, buddy! You can come up too, if you like."

[pinkbridgebunny.livejournal.com]

"I'm not busy at all," she said, looking up at him. The Haro at her side flapped in agreement and she started over towards Deathscythe. She was curious about how it could move without a GN drive. The Gundams from her world needed them for power, it also allowed them to jam radar and communications.

"I've never seen a Gundam without a GN drive," she added a moment later.

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"Great, lemme just get help you up, here..."

He let down the lift wrench from the cockpit for Feldt, glancing down to make sure she could make it up okay.

"Yeah? Well, now you will!" Duo himself still wanted to know quite a bit about those GN Drives- he'd never seen anything like it, and the technophile in him wanted to take one apart and see how it worked- but he doubted he could get away with that.

[pinkbridgebunny.livejournal.com]

She held the Haro under one arm as she used the lift to get up to the cockpit. There would be no way that he could get his hands on a GN Drive, since she wouldn't let him near one and she knew that none of the Meisters would let him near the Gundams. Celestial Being's rules were too strict.

She really was surprised that he would let her near his suit. Still, she would be careful. She would also file the information she learned away for later use.

"Thank you," she said once she was up.

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"No problemo!" He smiled, tapping a spot on the open surface of his cockpit door for her to sit, if she liked.

"See, there's this little issue I'm having with transferring over some battle data I took from Stacy's battle logs, and I'm trying to figure out if it's the files just not workin' with my Gundam's OS, or if it's something with the data corrupting, or what," he easily blathered, clicking around on his onboard computer, and handing a flashdrive-like device to her. "I'm curious if your Haro can read it, since his programming ain't so foreign lookin' to me."

He gave her an expectant smile as he held out the data.