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[redheadcarrier.livejournal.com]

Asuka mashed at the buttons on the controller, eyes locked on the screen in front of her. After that debacle in that stupid modeling contest and then the robots, she needed time to unwind. Time where she wasn't feeling absolutely helpless or angry or pissed off. Which was hard. All she did was pilot. Or prepare in her X-Wing. But at least that gave her a purpose. Something to do to break up the monotony, so she could ignore the fact that she'd already failed one world. She shook her head.

Why was she dwelling on that? She was Asuka Langley Soryu. She had her Eva back, she had a purpose. She was invincible. And she would win.

Asuka went back to concentrating on her video game.

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[shootingblancs]

Yep. This was what made it so fun. Michael held his hands up with open palms, otherwise undaunted by the sound and fury that was Asuka Langley Soryu. "Who's sneaking up? You were so into that game you'd have missed it if I stomped up behind you in iron boots." Okay, maybe he'd been sneaking a little bit.

He leaned to the side to look past her shoulder at the game over screen. "Doesn't look like it did you much good, though."

[redheadcarrier.livejournal.com]

"I was doing fine until you interrupted me," Asuka griped, arms folded as she glared up at the other pilot.

"What do you want, anyway?"

[shootingblancs]

He almost looked hurt. "I have to want something, now? I was just watching you work your," he gestured at the screen, "almost-magic with that game."

"Good thing you don't crash as easy in real life, eh?"

[redheadcarrier.livejournal.com]

"Of course I don't crash that easily!" Asuka huffed. She snatched her controller up and flopped back into her seat, looking rather sulky.

"I'm one of the best!" And then her expression brightened.

"Oh, yeah. My Eva is working again. I finally have a power source for it."