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[1]
[Dated to a few weeks after "Keep Away"]
Those of the Unity Group who like to creep about the Saikhama base at night may hear faint sounds of grinding and hissing come from the main hanger deck.
Those who investigate this discover two things.
One, all the mechs that fought in the latest battle have been completely repaired. Not just the standard limb reattachment and armor replacement: they've also had new paint jobs and their scratches ground out!
Second, Dido Sybil is at the controls of a huge lathe and machining device, grinding out some kind of component from alloy stock. Sparks fly, and she gazes at her work with eyes shadowed from a grim mood and lack of sleep.
Interrupt?
[2]
The next morning, Dido is still in the hanger, hanging from a work harness like a narcoleptic rock climber, and rocking side to side like a baby in a crib.
She snores as you approach, and has a bit of dribble on her chin.
Wake her up?
[3]
The next next morning, Dido's out at a nearby abandoned airstrip, running some wires from a strange metallic cylinder in the middle of the field to a concrete bunker.
She looks up at you. "What are you doing here? Nevermind, get in the bunker with me!" She grins. "This should be cool!"
Get in the bunker with her? Ask what the heck's going on?
[Dated to a few weeks after "Keep Away"]
Those of the Unity Group who like to creep about the Saikhama base at night may hear faint sounds of grinding and hissing come from the main hanger deck.
Those who investigate this discover two things.
One, all the mechs that fought in the latest battle have been completely repaired. Not just the standard limb reattachment and armor replacement: they've also had new paint jobs and their scratches ground out!
Second, Dido Sybil is at the controls of a huge lathe and machining device, grinding out some kind of component from alloy stock. Sparks fly, and she gazes at her work with eyes shadowed from a grim mood and lack of sleep.
Interrupt?
[2]
The next morning, Dido is still in the hanger, hanging from a work harness like a narcoleptic rock climber, and rocking side to side like a baby in a crib.
She snores as you approach, and has a bit of dribble on her chin.
Wake her up?
[3]
The next next morning, Dido's out at a nearby abandoned airstrip, running some wires from a strange metallic cylinder in the middle of the field to a concrete bunker.
She looks up at you. "What are you doing here? Nevermind, get in the bunker with me!" She grins. "This should be cool!"
Get in the bunker with her? Ask what the heck's going on?
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Dido...? What are you doing up so late?
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Dido looks down at Mizuki and pushes some goggles up to her forehead.
"Sorry, what? Hold on!"
She powers down the machine and walks over to the railing. "Hey Mizuki. What did you say?"
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"See? I've got coffee!"
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... Seriously Dido. I already had a long, drawn out conversation with Ken about overworking yourself, I'd rather not have to give one for you too.
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There's a nice long moment of silence.
"Really, I'm not doing that!" Dido insists. "I've got an actual, constructive goal worked out!"
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[Yeah Dido, Mizuki's still skeptical.]
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Her hands clutch at the railings until her knuckles turn white.
"I mean, we're pretty much at war with them now. And Sara's on their side. And she's probably handed them technical information on everything we've got: hell, she probably gave them psych reports on how to best screw with our heads!"
She shakes her head. "I'm rambling. The point is...one day soon, the Indalph's going to come at us with everything they've got. And if we're going to survive, we need an ace in the hole!"
She points at the prototyping equipment she was using. "...so that's what I'm doing. Trying to design an ace in the hole."
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[Moving close, she puts her hands on her friend's shoulders.]
Don't work yourself to the bone over this. Sara might know our machines, but she doesn't know us. Ken proved that back there. I'm not gainst designing new hardware, but don't be so keen on doing it that you're exhausted and can barely stand when the time comes to actually use it.
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She sighs and rubs at the sighs of her eyes. "I don't have ninja powers and shadow blasts like you and Ken. And I'm certainly not an ace. But I can build things. And I hope...I need that to make a difference."
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But don't get too hard on yourself. Ken's training, my own powers... it's not like they're all that critical with piloting SolSavior as it is. There might be a few things here or there, but the machine doesn't rely on them.
I guess I'm just saying don't be in a rush to put us on a pedestal.
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She looks around. "Yeah, I should get to bed. Could you just give me a little bit of time to close up shop?"