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Kamon's fist balled up tightly, still angry at himself. "I'm not lying, he was a friend of mine, a close ally... I can only wish that he had let us know he was going back, I could have done something..."

John stepped slowly into the room. "I'm sorry, Jack. Christopher Darpel attacked him in cold blood. He was trying to ensure the safe passage of our crew." Marie walked in behind him. She sat down beside Jack and his daughter, and lightly scratched his back to provide comfort. John placed a hand on Jack's shoulder, squeezed once, and walked out quietly.

((Post 200 is mine! twisted Because I can.))

Jack stopped sobbing long enough to talk. "If your going after the ones who did this then count me in. I'll help you with your gundam. I was employed under John here's father as his chief mechanic. If theres anything you need to do with a gundam i'm your man." His daughter had fallen asleep in his arms so he slowly let her down on the sofa. "For now i'd like to be shown where my son was killed. Mostly for closure if you wouldn't mind." Jack sniffed. Done with his sobbing for now.

Chris had grown bored so he went out in Al's place for the search and destroy mission. He had heard of a new group that had already formed. They called themselfs the: Anti-Backdraft Liberation Front. Chris spotted a group of them and landed in stealth and used his sabers to stab through the closet and cut out a large chunk of what used to be the cockpit. Then he went through the rest like butter and soon four gundams were around his feet dead along with their pilots. Chris took off making sure to use the Buster pistol from Nick to destroy each of them so no other pilot could use the pieces.

Al had taken control over the over seeing of troop movements and enemy activity. It seemed, though their leader was gone, the EF were still putting up a fight across the planet. There weren't many that were very organized but those that were didn't last long. Al's thoughts went to what Chris planned to do next. Though he said kill Kamon he hadn't tried to find him. Not even mention it at all. Al was curious of his brother's thoughts but Chris thought on a level much higher then himself. Even if Chris old him Al doubted he would understand in the long run...but all the same curious he was.

"Now." Jack said getting up. "Before we do anything we need to send out a signal and gather all resistance to us. There's no way were going to win a war with no army. Thankfully I have a specially made encripted signal that could help." Jack pulled a flash drive from his pocket. "Now all we need to know is what frequency Backdraft uses and block the signal from that frequency. Does ayone know?"

Staring at the projection, Kamon was lost in though. "It looks ok, whenever it's ready, feel free to mount it. But leave Zero alone, I am the only person who will do anything with Zero from now on." He had become less talkative since Nick's death, and as such, more reclusive. He walked out of the room, and to his own. Once there, he laid down, and fell asleep quickly.

"Well first off." Jack input the device into the USB port. "We have to isolate a signal that most of the Backdraft pilots are using and then make it to where they aren't able to detect the signal that will run througgh theirs. It'll be like an anti-signal. Like a fish swimming up river. I need you to find all this out ok?"

"This is John, armed and launching in the Modus Operandi III for final combat evaluation." John fired the improved verniers and blasted him machine out into space. "Roger. Marie, here. Launching the Modus Operandi II, stand by." When Marie got close enough, she fired all six of her scattering vulcan guns in John's direction. John dashed around and dodged each stream of bullets, pushing the MO3 to its limit. "Excellent, excellent! The response time is incredible. The only limit I can see so far is how much punishment the human body can take." John was pleased to see how well the untested space combat protocols seemed to be working. Unfortunately, the MO1 never saw space combat. "Testing fixed weapons." John unleashed the MO3's hidden beam cannons from their place in the hip armor. Marie took the shot directly in the MO2's chest. The beams dispersed upon impact. "Surface temperature nominal. Well done, darling. This armor you have designed is really something. Well, then. Shall we continue to test our acrobatic prowess?" Marie winked and nodded in the direction of the colony. John returned her coy smile. "Roger that." The two darted back the the colony to continue their game without the mobile suits.