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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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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?"