CadetNewb
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In a quiet, lonely bar somewhere far from home, music played as several hard men and women gathered around to quietly drink. Save for one, they were clad in heavy armor that made them into giants on the battlefield, however, these titans looked anything but energetic. Thickly plated shoulders slumped, it almost looked like they were silently drowning their sorrows in just another bottle, just another shot. With what had happened, there wasn't anything to say. At least, not until now.
"IPG. They're going to get all the credit, aren't they?" the 'bartender' complained. She didn't even swear - they were likely listening after all. Kelly, still 'clad' in the hijacked Super-Militant, had secretly enjoyed playing the role to the hilt, but would never admit that to the others. Meaties were soft and frail, and the rollercoaster of fighting for their lives, then nearly losing the Cyber Neko they were supposed to capture, only to have this unnatural silence from the Black Troopers had the war machine wonder if this was too much for them. The IPG had simply walked in and taken both their POW and Ylfa away while they had to wait here of all places.
"What do you guys think is going to happen next?" the Freespacer wondered, unusually calm. Truth was, Kelly was more wary than she was angry.
And she was always angry, all the time.
"IPG. They're going to get all the credit, aren't they?" the 'bartender' complained. She didn't even swear - they were likely listening after all. Kelly, still 'clad' in the hijacked Super-Militant, had secretly enjoyed playing the role to the hilt, but would never admit that to the others. Meaties were soft and frail, and the rollercoaster of fighting for their lives, then nearly losing the Cyber Neko they were supposed to capture, only to have this unnatural silence from the Black Troopers had the war machine wonder if this was too much for them. The IPG had simply walked in and taken both their POW and Ylfa away while they had to wait here of all places.
"What do you guys think is going to happen next?" the Freespacer wondered, unusually calm. Truth was, Kelly was more wary than she was angry.
And she was always angry, all the time.