In the name of...

[jianai]

[1]
[The conversation from a few days' back assured Ren into making this decision.

Here they stand, wearing a pilot suit sans helmet - two obvious reasons get in the way of wearing one.]

Hello again. I was taken to your leaders and just a few moments ago it was made official. Starting from now on, I am Unity Group's newest pilot.

[Salute.]

I can't just sit back and wait while everyone is risking their lives. I'll help too! I had some experience piloting mobile suits already, but it seems it's time to add "combat pilot" to the list of things I've done during my life. Also, well.

I love everyone.

But I understand that sometimes, there is no other option than to hurt someone to save someone. I won't hesitate.

[2]

Well then, which one of those would suit me~?

[Ren is checking out Unity Group's hangars, trying to find a unit for themselves. They act more like they're picking up groceries though.]

I must say, the selection is quite amazing! You have some really rare suits... I think. I'm not much of an expert. But some of them don't even look that much used.

I Am The Doorway

[dolorous_sensei]

www.youtube.com/watch

It's a normal day. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing. Except for some reason Walt is staggering like a drunkard  on a hallway in Alhambra somewhere.

“I’m not feeling very well…” He mumbles, before falling to his knee and throwing up. He then clutches his bandaged left arm, looking obviously in pain.

“I’m… really not feeling very well at all.” He says, before collapsing to the floor. He screams in surprise, as the bandages that covers his left arm unravel and burst. Sickening, bulbous, tumorous growth expands rapidly with the many eyes that blink and roll in Walt’s left arm. The many eyes that some people might have forgot.



The fleshy bulbous growth bubbles and grows bigger and bigger as Walt continues to scream, and soon it grows bigger than his left arm, and bigger, and bigger. Until at last it’s clear that part of the growth molds into a shape. A human hand.

The hand then grabs the floor, as if it’s trying to claw itself out from Walt’s body. Soon, a head appears, then a torso, before a fully formed human being finally grows itself out of Walt’s left arm.

Finally, silence, as Walt finally stops screaming and fully collapse to the floor. And a naked, pale, scarred, human being cowers beside him.

The scene is quickly greeted by the convergence of the base's security. They all raise their weapons toward both Walt and the mysterious being.

And the mysterious being only says one sentence.

"I... friend..."

2. (reserved for later)