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"Hmph!" David, having gotten his own free moment, noticed Great Mazinger's attempt. The issue with the robot...It seemed as though the pilot preferred melee, and that it excelled at such, but when situations like this came across, David himself often found it best to have a wide arsenal of guns...

"Hm-?!" David had to act fast, these dinosaurs were quite trained, for a bunch of ancient lizards...Still, they were competent nonetheless. He'd have to act fast, it'd been quite some time since he'd have such a challenge that wasn't the one man who drove David up the walls. The Wing Freedom...

"Let's mop them up quickly, the sooner the better!" David said, breaking off to intercept the Mechasaurs at one of the vectors. He'd have to be quick, but he couldn't afford to be stupid. The Wing Freedom twisted and contorted back into its birdlike flight form! The Gundam let out a sonic boom...

Bio: Hans Sullivan Age: 19 Gender: Male Height: 6'5 Weight: Average Rank/Title: Pirate Captain in a crew of one. Special: Ace MS pilot with high spatial awareness, incredible reflexes, hand-to-hand specialist Personality: Hans is usually a casual, boisterous, sociable young man. He prefers...

"Found you." David was ready now, these dinosaurs flew fast, and he somewhat of a read on them now. David quickly changed to Gundam mode, and fired a volley from the Buster Rifle. The Wing Freedom's twin-eye cameras traced the exhaust and used it to calculate where to shoot to intercept. He...

"I'll investigate." David responded, "Make sure the pilots are received safely." The Wing Freedom flew past the TSFs, almost like it was merely leaning forward rather than flying. David kept his eyes on the radar and switched to the monitors, carefully looking between the two in the event...

"You were right." David remarked, "I expect they're in greater numbers this time." David rushed out of the office and down the hall, pulling his gun and keeping one finger on the safety release, and another squeezing the trigger, just ready and waiting. "Any specific weaknesses to exploit?"...

"Then we better get a move on." David nodded, turning to leave. "Have your troops and civilians ready to evacuate as soon as you can, I'll prepare my Gundam for escort duty." David weighed the variables in his head...These dinosaurs...They were clearly far more organized than David would've...

"I see." David nodded, "Good. You...Care a lot more than most of those in authority back on my supposed Earth." Seeing such a colonel give a damn...It was enough to move David heart a centimeter...But no more, such good people were fleeting...He couldn't allow himself to get too attached...

"You have a means of transporting all the civilians? And do you have a destination in mind?" David inquired, "I hope so, it won't do to wander aimlessly." David then began to ponder. "...Is there something specific?" He realized, "A specific item or objective the enemy had in mind? Or...

"Yet it seems as though you have something that can counter them." David observed, "Otherwise, things would've been far more destructive, even compared to this display." "...And those other machines I saw during the battle...It seems...Almost out of a comic book, far too strange to be real."...

David stood, he wasn't used to relaxing very much. Instead, he went over to observe the strange corpse. It was true...The existence of alien life was true... "I'm assuming this is...Part of whatever it was that attacked this base?" David inspected the corpse, "Interesting...I've never seen...

"I've had my fill of harrowing sights of humanity's worst hours...But this...Is different." David remarked, "Far more...Personal." David took in the sights in much detail, but kept his distance, like a twisted art gallery of horror. In his own world, he witnessed the aftermath of Zodiac's...

"Roger." David nodded. As he followed the soldiers, it was impossible to discern what David was looking at, whether it was the walk ahead, the base around them, or some freakish, soul-piercing gaze, a contrast to the bright and colorful Wing Freedom he climbed out of. It seemed as though the...

David took a long breath...He then holstered a gun in his pocket for good measure, one could never be too certain. The gantry opened, and David came down on a winch built into the cockpit gantry for pilot convenience...The guards would be greeted to the site of the masked man as he touched the...