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Jan 12, 1999 04:17

Like so many others on Midchilda, he was watching the scene in the air with tension lining every fiber of his body. Unlike many others, he had an in-depth view on the combattants- at least on the Time-Space Administration's side- that nearly put the Administration's own monitors to shame. Blue eyes flitted restlessly from screen to screen, taking in information with a cold and calculated, efficient movements. Like so many others who worked with information, he was practically trapped by the consoles that provided him information. He fussed with the thin, gold-tone band around his neck, lips thinning and eyes narrowing as he watched the aerial battle and the vital statistics of the Ace of Aces.

Something didn't look right-

"Verossa!" Liam hissed, careful to make sure that only the green-haired investigator heard. "Stars-1 appears to be heading downward in a hurry-" And didn't that just make his blood boil? He had watched her rise to power with approval, worried over the fate of the Ace of Aces when she had so horribly fucked herself up- and now this. Now, at a critical moment, she was going to fall to pieces? Liam silenced the alarms he was getting from that particular console, even though it continued to silently flash red in a plea for his attention. Nanoha's vitals looked worse than just 'bad', it looked like she was going to have a relapse of the very condition that she had spent so long fighting off.

This was bad.
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