Oct 08, 2010 13:03
The entire hangar was nearly shaking from the power of the subwoofer. Loud rock music, possibly centuries or more outdated for most here, blasted from a single source in one side of the hangar. Obnoxious and loud, anyone who'd met him already could probably tell who was causing this ruckus- if their ears weren't already ringing from being situated right by his Gundam.
"Don't mind her playing a demon
Long as it's with me!
If this is hell then you could say
It's heavenly!"
The braided self-appointed deathgod screamed along with the scratchy tones of Bon Scott (may he rest in peace), thumping and drumming on his Gundam's console as he worked on weapons calibrations, among other things he'd had on his to do list- such as upgrades that he'd learned in the Sensorium were sorely needed.
Any of the mobile suits, or even other machines a little ways from the grouping of mobile suits, were probably rattling from the decibel level. Duo himself remained completely oblivious to the possible annoyance he was causing, sliding out of his pilot seat to air guitar on the cockpit's open platform as he checked on a connected laptop sitting out by the edge- he was even wearing shades. Inside a ship. In a cockpit.
He was just that cool.
duo maxwell,
!status: open,
yzak jule,
sheryl nome,
!location: the hangar