3x - III

[redfckngcomet]

[ A rare sight. Char would be found in the center of the mess hall, hand-typing a small, rather formal-looking letter. It didn't have the White Chalice's insignia on it, but it did have Char's hand-written signature at the bottom. Someone skilled at snooping would be able to read a good amount of it before he noticed; he appeared to be thinking far

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[phantompilot]

[And someone's going to just walk by, eating whatever food is provided by the mess hall.

He can't help but look over Char's shoulders.]

So, cutting off bridges?

[redfckngcomet]

I'm not going to serve Haman Karn while she leads Zeon down the same destructive path that the Zabi family did. Even if I did love her.

[phantompilot]

Heh, I see.

[After a bit more of nomming.]

I guess that means you're working on your own agenda for now, right?

[redfckngcomet]

I've always been loyal to Zeon, though not necessarily its leadership. My 'agenda' will always be the independence of spacenoids.

[phantompilot]

How noble...

[...He doesn't really care about 'Spacenoids', since to him, they're just potential employers.]

[redfckngcomet]

Do I detect a hint of sarcasm?

[phantompilot]

Perhaps, perhaps not~