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[zeronator]

WHO: Heero Yuy/Zero & Viral Sassoon
WHERE: Some out-of-the-way location at the edges of the City.
WHEN: July 9, around 7pm
WARNINGS: Paranoia and BS about giant mecha technology because both muses top their muns at this stuff.
SUMMARY: Viral and Heero meet up to exchange some information. Conversation and other shenanigans may follow.
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[zeronator]

The lengthy pause combined with Viral's abrupt swerve of subject matter told Heero that his question had hit somewhere close to home. He studied the man, and heard an echo of his own voice saying, Life is cheap. Especially mine. And now, with the mission over, Heero still felt, more often than not to be perfectly honest with himself, a sense of drifting-- of loss. He hadn't known what to do next, and what his heart told him wasn't always so clear. Or perhaps, he wasn't always able to hear it so well.

He didn't press the point, however, and took the shift in their conversation without questions. Accepting the cardboard tube, Heero nodded and slipped the paper inside out without a word, unrolling it carefully and studying it in the fading light of the sun. There were similarities in the design, to be sure, and maybe even the technology (though he couldn't be sure of that yet), but there were also differences, both major and subtle. He said as much to Viral at his side.

[ooc: I have no idea how similar they'd be, so vagueness go! XD You can just assume he said something that made sense to Viral? XDD]

[sharkykitty]

Viral watched unsubtly as the other pilot examined the documents. In the meantime he reached down, returning the gloves to his hands: they were a little more difficult to put on than they had been to take off. When he was done, he stepped forward, as though he needed to see the plans to understand, nodding quietly in agreement.

"The Enki was the most advanced Ganmen of its type; the multi-directional sockets and the excess number of joints allowed for more flexibility than in some other types..." He reached down and touched the paper, fondly, then curled his hand into a fist and dropped it aside. What he wouldn't give to have Enki back...

[zeronator]

Heero nodded at the other's description, and curiously, he caught the hand movement. For a second, he debated asking further on it, but then he rejected the idea. Their acquaintance was too new, and Heero was not one to poke about in other's private affairs unless it concerned him or his mission to know. Instead, he took out the disk containing the Leo data and, instead of offering it to Viral, inserted it into his comm, entered the passcode, and called up the blueprint image on the screen. It was small, but still clearly visible.

"Manoeuvrability wasn't the primary design function for the suits on our world. This Leo is the standard mobile suit; there is a space variation, but I figured that the land use model would be more suitable."

[sharkykitty]

Viral moved closer to examine the tiny set of plans on the video screen. His eyes were keen, and he picked out the details as they were displayed, inclining his head slightly at the indication that perhaps Heero had been holding back, too. He smiled, and nodded, lifting his hand up to tap one finger to his lips.

"Did you always fight with barrage weapons?" he asked. "From a distance?"

[zeronator]

"No," he allowed, seeing no reason to hold back on that information. It wasn't in the blueprints, but it was an easy logical next step for anyone with any kind of extensive experience with such machines and technology. "They can also be fitted with particle beam sabres for close-range duels. But duels are the minority of battles in wars, so yes, these weapons were mostly designed for distance shots when possible." Which was his own preferred method of combat against opponents who could keep up, actually. He glanced aside at the drawn-up blueprint for the Enki. "Yours looks more equipped toward close-range and melee combats."

He glanced at Viral from the corner of his eye for the other's confirmation or denial of his deduction, in addition to anything the other man might care to add.