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The more things change...
Zouichi had taken a few wounds during the mission, but nothing that he would deem serious enough to require medical treatment. He'd already begun to heal, and he estimated that by the time tomorrow rolled around, he'd once again be at full strength. This was not, of course, true of everyone who had fought on that moon -- those who had lost their lives, for instance.
But for him, intense combat was the norm. There was no sense dwelling on loss of life or regretting the past, and there were no nightmares about the dead or dying. There was only the future, and the battles to be found there.
So it was back to business as usual: maintenance on the HDC, clearing stray leaves off the front steps and caring for the flowers... and teaching his pet parrot some commands. Today, however, Alan seemed more intent on rolling onto his back and demanding to be picked up. So Zouichi settled back in the shade of a nearby tree instead, playing with the bird and occasionally wondering where he'd picked up all these new phrases that sounded suspiciously like Lash.
Maybe if Howard showed up, they could look for odds and ends in the City.
But for him, intense combat was the norm. There was no sense dwelling on loss of life or regretting the past, and there were no nightmares about the dead or dying. There was only the future, and the battles to be found there.
So it was back to business as usual: maintenance on the HDC, clearing stray leaves off the front steps and caring for the flowers... and teaching his pet parrot some commands. Today, however, Alan seemed more intent on rolling onto his back and demanding to be picked up. So Zouichi settled back in the shade of a nearby tree instead, playing with the bird and occasionally wondering where he'd picked up all these new phrases that sounded suspiciously like Lash.
Maybe if Howard showed up, they could look for odds and ends in the City.
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"Made for it, huh? And people say I'm depressing." Still, he was much the same way. Zouichi was far more likely to die in battle than of any sort of natural causes.
"What are you going to do now that we've got a lull? Anything in particular?"
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Splicer chuckled, "Hey it's not depressin', jus' the way things are. And as far as what I'll be doin'? No idea yet. I want to go check if the ship recorded the battle so I can go over the new Ohm from different areas on the field, but if I can't get that, probably relax for a while. Who knows."
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Zouichi nodded. "I'll probably add my own account of the battle to the database later, but I wasn't party to the space battle or the conflict back here on the ship. Other than that..." He shrugged. "Business as usual, I guess."
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"Heard more of those Leviathan things showed up. Musta been one helluva battle." He took another drag of the cig and relaxed against the tree. "Wonder what command will be doin' now. People might not want to sit still after that battle. We keep givin' em leeway, they'll find more ways to try and push us back an' all."
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Zouichi frowned a little. "Yeah, I can imagine. But I hope we'll be taking a more proactive role now, instead of waiting around for other people to ask for our help. Otherwise, we may have more to worry about that just those new Ohm models."
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Splicer sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "No kidding. I'll be lending a hand in repairs for the time being, I'm sure the boys and girls at the hangar will be needing a hand gettin' things back in workin' order an' such. And hope that command has the situation thought out..." That, however was expecting too much sometimes, coming from experience anyways.