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[newtype_haman]

Haman exited the enormous hangar in her newly acquired Gaza C.  The terrain was desolate.  Bizarre…  She was given a mobile suit by some generous people(??!) to leave as she pleased, and apparently, a clear exit.

She felt compelled to explore a little bit, considering this was a completely foreign place.  It felt she didn’t go particularly far

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[newtypeamuro]

That pressure... So familiar, and yet impossible to place. Char was here too. Then that could mean...

Amuro found himself drawn to the source of that pressure- that odd sensation. He felt oddly vulnerable in such an old suit, but the fact that Char had also been in an older suit emboldened him- he drew closer to investigate.

[manfromjupiter]

Scirocco wastes no time in taking the Messala for a field test, such as it were. He isn't surprised to find his machine manuevers superbly in the atmosphere of this planet. Nor is he surprised to learn that this planet is no Earth, though he allows the slightest flicker of disappointment to rush through him. Earth has been a long-held goal. Earth would have been... interesting.

The Messala's targeting grid lights up with yellow dots, and Scirocco smiles wolfishly.

"Maybe things will get a little interesting after all..."

No sooner do the words leave the Jovian's lips than the pressure hits him, hard and sudden. His smirk doesn't flicker, but it does tighten, becoming something less languid and somehow more dangerous, sharp and alert.

Pressure from both sides... one is familiar, but the other...

Scirocco has no intention of allowing himself to be caught in a pincer trap. He keeps the Messala well above the GM squadron for now, curious to see how this meeting between NewTypes will play out.

[newtype_haman]

The Gaza C whipped around, full thrust toward the source of the most irritating pressure exerted on her.

“A… A Gundam??? Are you kidding me?! “ She wondered aloud, beside herself by all the weirdness that’s been happening recently. What was going on with all these massively outdated mobile suits?

Gaza C lifted a beam rifle and fired a stray shot at the Gundam that seemed to be giving her the biggest headache ever.

[newtypeamuro]

That pressure- Amuro pulled back the accelerator in time to see a flash and a debris cloud from a beam shot that had come precariously close to connecting.

"What the-" Amuro quickly checked his sensors to find the culprit just at the edge of his detection range-

"A... Gaza?" Nothing here made sense, but- "Somebodies in that one..."

"Unidentified Gaza, respond- this is Lt. Amuro Ray of the Londo Bell task-force. Disarm and surrender, or I'll be forced to engage!"