The intercom came on with its usual nighttime crackling, though this time the Head Doctor seemed to be in a calmer mood than he had been in before. His tone was cool and his breaths were even as he spoke, even if his speech itself contained the same megalomaniacal ranting as usual
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Nadine sat up. This wasn’t hell. Hell was fire and brimstone, hell was eternal torment. But it sure as hell didn’t look like Las Vegas, either. It looked like…a little cell, as far as she could see in the darkness. Her eyes widened and she sucked in a deep breath, leaping out of the bed and holding the sheets closely to her body, like a shield.
“Hello?” she called, retreating to a corner and taking in the room. It was familiar. Little room, all locked and cozy and keeping her in. Keeping him - (the Dark Man, oh god he was so cold) -out. No, nothing kept him out. The walking dude walked anywhere. Had he put her here? Oh god, what was he going to do to her now? She didn’t even remember what he’d done to her last night. But ( ... )
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Duo groaned audibly into his pillow, the image of Deathscythe’s wrecked form surrounded by a multitude of explosions still flashing across the back of the young pilot’s eyelids. Damn that OZ! It was bad enough that they went and totally trashed his Gundam into oblivion, but did they have to do it on public television?! He could still hear the cheers from the surrounding civilians echoing through his head, and it was making him sick.
They’d come to outer space again to help the colonies, so what was their problem, anyway?! The Gundams were the only allies they had now, but OZ had suckered them like a bunch of schoolyard kids with promises of ‘help’ and ‘peace’. What a load of BS ( ... )
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