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Chris had nothing to say to Demyan. He didn't know him very well and frankly didn't want to. He was short tempered, rude, lazy...all of which Chris did not admire, and above all he had a bad habit of picking up tracking devices from other suits. Chris went to his command center and sat in his chair. "Ok tell me the news people."

"Rebiulding process is moving along quickly and at the rate we're going the construction will be complete within a year." A women at a computer said.

"The health care improvements are working effectivly and people have taken a positive look on most things." A man who sat at another computer said.

"Ok what about military wise?" Chris leaned back in his chair, glad that the things with the people were going well.

"No reports on the location of the Gundam Pilot's colony and no reports on any enemy movement." A man closer to Chris said.

"99% of our total military strength is checked in and accounted for." A man said.

Chris sat up. "99%? What suits are the other 1%?" Chris' eyes narrowed seemingly already knowing the answer.

"The three suits are the Unus, the Porta Custodis, and the Incursio textrix." A man had turned and spoke.

Chris gripped the arm rests on his chair and he got up and left. In his mind Censura was cursing himself for not killing them when he had the chance. it was just like last time.

Al was sitting patiently with Shane and Gerard talking amoungst them. "Chris has probably figured out what happened to us by now. Thankfully we weren't stopped when we left."

"Yeah who knows what would have happened. Chris may have used Censura against us." Gerard had a grim look on his face at the thought.

"There's no reason for if's and but's. We just need to sit quietly and wait for Kamon or John. Then hope they listen to what we have to say." With that the three of them sat quiet.

"Oh, in zat cashe zen, Kamon'sh vorking on Arashi." Adalwulf slurred heavily, leaning on one arm with his elbow on the table. He noticed Jack had slumped in his chair, still conscious but not drinking anymore. He turned his wavering concentration to the newcomers. Byrd and Koza were both antsy about them for some reason, taking all these precautions for only three guys. "Who are you guysh, anyvay?" He called over to them, peering at them around Jack. "You don't look sho dangeroush to me. Come und have ein drink. Ve're celebrating!"

Marie lept down from atop the Misericordia. She landed flat-footed, and dented the heavy flooring with the impact. Walking with the group as they left to discuss things, she picked up a steel bar and waited to catch the eye of one of the Backdraft pilots. When she knew they were looking, she snapped the bar like it was a wooden pencil. She smiled and waved cheerfully at the looks on their faces. John laguhed out loud and put his arm around her. He cupped his other hand around his mouth and called for Kamon.

"What is it John? I'm a bit bu-" Kamon look ed up from the work he was doing, calibrating the elbow joint on Arashi to see two Backdraft pilots standing like they were welcome there. "What the hell are they doing here?!" He ran over to John, grabbing him by his collar. "Are you insane? Why did you let them in here?" The look on Kamon's face showed he had no intent on showing any courtesy to them. "It's a trap you idiot!"

((there's three Neo =P))

Al sighed. He thought this may happen. "Please Kamon. Hear us out. What do you have to lose by hearing our words? If you don't like what you hear then you can just kill us if you wish but not until after you have allowed us to explain ourselves."

Chris had gone through many people to finally get through. Censura was starting to really affect him.

Nick was sitting in his room not wanting to get mixed in with the comotion when he was radioed by a recruit.

"Sir, someone wishes to speak with Kamon and he didn't answer would you speak with him?"

"Yeah patch him through." There were some sounds then some muffled breathing. "Hello? This is Nick. What seems to be the problem?"

"Nick? Thank god! You already know who this is. I need your help. I have been taken over by the A.I. of Censura." Chris reeled from the stuggle with Censura. "I don't have much time. I know the secret to beating myself. To beat Censura. You have...Argh!...You have to use a weapon that completely freezes the suit. You have to freeze it solid. If you do it will lose power and...Errr!...will be open for a period of time. Please you have to kill me and Nick...tell Kamon that...I'm sorry." Chris cut off the radio transmission and then stopped fighting Censura's will. "Raaaaaah! Insolent fool! You shall pay dearly for this! Now we shall do this my way!" Chris got up and left his hangar.

Nick sat there for some time in shock. So Chris did have multiple personalities. He had to tell Kamon. Nick got up and exited his door.

"Let go of my jacket, Kamon. I didn't let them in. He did," John waved an arm in the direction of the Misericordia. Its eyes flashed in response. "The machine says they bear us no ill will, but I feel confident in its ability to obliterate them if they try anything."

"Think about something. Maybe at one time, Chris stood for something noble. Maybe these men signed on with him then. Maybe they have seen that he has gone or is about to go too far. The important thing is this: they're here now, at great risk to themselves. We can't turn them away, we'll need every ally we can gather."

Nick came in and patted Adal on the shoulder. "Go sit down my friend. I believe you've had one to many." Nick looked over at his father unconcious on the floor holding a bottle. "I'll get my father. Looks like Kamon's busy." Nick went over and hoisted him up.