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Kaname Chidori, age 16, has been living on her own ever since her father and younger sister moved back to New York sixteen months ago. Part of her figured she'd live alone in her apartment until she got married or something. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine that she'd be forced to live on a military base.
Say goodbye to sleepovers with Kyoko. This whole moving business was something that she didn't even want to begin to explain to her best friend. She didn't bother to even try and explain it to her father. Instead, she just told him that there were problems with packages being stolen at her apartment complex and provided him with a PO Box to send letters to instead.
It was probably better if he and her young sister, Ayame didn't know what was going on, anyway. If they knew she was in sort of danger, they'd only worry. Her dad would probably move back to the US, and moving to this base was bad enough. She was still trying to come to terms with all of this, herself.
Goodbye, perfectly normal high school life.
Kaname shifts the box in her hands. Most of her things she had shipped off; they should already be in her room. But this box is filled with things that are special to her. Old family photographs -- especially ones of her mom. A few photo albums. Her childhood blanket. The Bonta-kun plush toy she's had ever since she was a baby. The box isn't exactly heavy, perse, but it's certainly large and unwieldy. That's part of the reason why she's having such a rough time carrying it.
Still, she's been walking around this base for ten minutes now, and she's still completely lost. And unfortunately for Kaname, her usual shadow, Sousuke Sagara, wasn't around. Thankfully, though, there's a figure up ahead.
"Hey!" Kaname calls out, as she quickens her pace. "Do you know where the dorms are?"
Say goodbye to sleepovers with Kyoko. This whole moving business was something that she didn't even want to begin to explain to her best friend. She didn't bother to even try and explain it to her father. Instead, she just told him that there were problems with packages being stolen at her apartment complex and provided him with a PO Box to send letters to instead.
It was probably better if he and her young sister, Ayame didn't know what was going on, anyway. If they knew she was in sort of danger, they'd only worry. Her dad would probably move back to the US, and moving to this base was bad enough. She was still trying to come to terms with all of this, herself.
Goodbye, perfectly normal high school life.
Kaname shifts the box in her hands. Most of her things she had shipped off; they should already be in her room. But this box is filled with things that are special to her. Old family photographs -- especially ones of her mom. A few photo albums. Her childhood blanket. The Bonta-kun plush toy she's had ever since she was a baby. The box isn't exactly heavy, perse, but it's certainly large and unwieldy. That's part of the reason why she's having such a rough time carrying it.
Still, she's been walking around this base for ten minutes now, and she's still completely lost. And unfortunately for Kaname, her usual shadow, Sousuke Sagara, wasn't around. Thankfully, though, there's a figure up ahead.
"Hey!" Kaname calls out, as she quickens her pace. "Do you know where the dorms are?"
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Had she been magically transported into a martial arts film when she wasn't looking? Between this woman and Sousuke, it was starting to feel like her life was becoming a movie.
"Have they been assigned to this base, too?"
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"I think they have been, why?"
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Kaname's expression is guarded.
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"No I do not think that she would have anything to do with it. She'd have set the peeping tom on fire or tried to get his head to explode by not freaking out leading. him on and then clonking them good."
Raquel pauses for a moment thinking as something hits her.
"My master is my Mother...."
Just think this means very strange fighter and military fanatics like Soukue some times actually breed.
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What kind of mother trains their kid how to do karate or whatever from the time they can walk? Did everyone piloting a giant robot come from some either dysfunctional or tragic household?
She can say goodbye to a normal life with neighbors like these.
"You're going to have to point him out to me," she says. The pervert, actually. "If I catch anyone peeking on me in the showers, it'll be the last anyone ever hears from them!"
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She shrugs a little bit at this.
"I will point him out to you. If you like we can go to the armory and get you a high powered taser to keep in your quarters on on you? Oh ya the guy's name was Ken."
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Kaname's shriek is a shriek that can probably be heard across the world. Or at least the entire base.
"YOU MEAN THAT PILOT WHO PULLED ME INTO HIS ARMORED SUIT?! THAT GUY WHO USED HIS WEIRD SPELL ON ME?! THAT GUY?!"
A vein is pulsing at the side of Kaname's head. Her teeth are grinding together now. Audibly, in fact.
"THAT'S IT!" she shouts. "WE'RE GOING TO FIND HIM!"
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"...Wait you mean he ..."
Raquel has this look on her face muchly mirroring Kanames own look .
"...The hunt begins, he is the prey we are the predators."