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Once Ryn had eaten his a decent amount, he left the Galley, as the cooks wouldn't let him have any more of the food, since he had already eaten almost three pounds of fruit, pastry's, and drinks. Wandering through the halls, he came across a small window looking into the hanger. He could see several engineers working on each of the Gundams, though was pleased to see that no one had entered his.

Stretching he turned around, and bumped right into one of the crew. "Oh.. Sorry bout that.", Ryn said, looking up into her face.

"Its alright kid. Gotta go though, so I might see yah around.", She said hurrying off, and donning gear, to go work on the Gundams.

Ryn watched her go, before finally turning around, wondering if he could find a place to watch some old action movies, and wondering what the woman he had bumped into's name was.

Ryn glanced at Elzam and said, with a smirk," Names Thrynnic Kal, but call me Ryn."

Ryn held out his right hand to the man, noting how he seemed similar to Ratsel, but not really caring. His left hand rubbed at his belt, and he twitched, shaking his hair out of his cold grey eyes.

Robert sat bolt straight in bed. He was sheathed in sweat and breathing hard. He placed a shaky hand to his head. He couldn't remember anything about his dream, only an intense feeling of loss. He took a few deep breaths and checked the time. 4:26:43. Great. He hated waking up before his alarm.

Robert stood up and put his clothes on: jeans and a white tee under his uniform red and yellow jacket. 4:28:21. He brushed his teeth, sloppily combed his hair (the helmet messed it up, anyway), and slipped his flexible regulation shoes on. 4:29:32. He walked over to the clock and hovered his hand over it. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1. The alarm blared for a split second and Robert smashed his hand down on the off button. He promptly left the room.

By now the last of the dream's influence had left him and he was feeling positively perky. It was only a matter of time before he got those rebels; he could feel it. He walked briskly down the hall, waving and making idle chat with people but not stopping. He had missed doing his personal exercises yesterday, so he decided to switch today and do those first.

There were about fifteen other people in the training ground of the station. It really was a place to behold: they had gotten that fake grass stuff and laid the whole thing down with it. They had even set up a hologram of the Earth sky, so some people came here just to lie down and soak up the rays on their off time (they weren't even real sun rays, so you could lie down all you wanted and not get sun-burned). Robert walked across the field to the sparring grounds and set up the computer for a holographic battle. The holograms contained soft nanobots so you could feel their hits without getting too badly hurt. A lot of people wondered why you would bother with these considering that 90% of anything they did here was remote, but Robert knew. Those suits were linked to you, so the better and stronger you are, the better and stronger your suit will be.

He ducked under a holographic foot and began training with that thought in mind: get stronger, because that other Newtype was his.

(( rofl I better start waking up earlier to get on the same time as you guys. And lol, just to clarify, it's EAF, not EFA.))

"Yeah..." Ray spoke softly in a burdened tone in reply to Deane's comment. He saw the hangers on the peculiar drilling-type ship open, and followed the rest into landing on some open slots, taking in some interest on the mobile suits Ratsel pointed out. The Shift landed right next to the Strike, though its performance was rather rigid-like, taking more time to settle in. At his mind's command, the helmet loosened and the countless straps on his body let go. There was was the word DEACTIVATING... before the screen went blank and he let go of the gear, which properly [placed itself behind his chair. Completely freed, he pondered upon the doorway, and finally figured that the red button was the piece he pressed on when he was randomly striving to close the doors in the escape. He pressed it, and there followed a hissing sound from outside before the innor opening rotated upwards. He meekly took a peek at what layed outside, and turned pale at seeing that there was no bridge for him to cross unlike when he entered the GUNDAM. Still, there was this odd sensation of lightness and lack of pressure about nhim, and sooner or later, he came to the realization that he was floating.

He awkwardly pulled himself out of the machine, shaking in ignorant fear of falling. The engineers wearing orange and white suits landed variuous stares upon him, some blank, some suspicious, some humored, and yet some intimidating, giving him the feel of inferiority complex. As he looked over to his left, he saw Deane calmly floating about and crossing into a footing, and with deep swallow, did the same, wallowing desperately in mid-air, making child-like quivers that made him blush deep red at becoming a laughingstock among the crewmen, who came to assist him with their firm trusty grips. He smiled nervously at them, showing such innocence and oddities of being able to man such a thing at such a young age. Finally settling on cold metal (for his red and black suit only covered his feet with no shoes attatched), he briskly followed his newfound companions through fairly confusing corridors and finally into a simple yet comfortable white room, a few smooth tables and some wooden chairs. Ray sat silently on a corner, not saying a word as the others left, and giving a small "hello" at the man who called himself Elzam. As it turned out, Elzam was the captain of the strange looking ship, and looked strikingly similar to the mobile suit pilot who led them to the room. Are they twins? He wondered, through dropped the question as he burried himself with several others. Why was he here? How did it happen Why was there an EAF ship out in UED territory? What was that armory he escaped from? And what was with all those mobile suits he came to witness in such short time? His eyes began to swirl around, getting all the more confused and having trouble keeping his head calm from using that Shift "GUNDAM" machine.

((Ahh..I thank you biggrin Cause I didn't actually know that, though I know alot of weird and different words most people don't..))

Ryn laughed slightly at the idea of cartoons about gundams, before saying,"Thanks, I gotta go get something outta Bloodfin anyways."

He turned, and walked away, entering the hanger, and passing by the engineers, including Katina, giving each a little wave, before he finally got to Bloodfin. Floating in front of it, he smiled, before carefully opening the hatch and climbing inside. Reaching around, he found a small flask, as well as an old style army knife covered in attachments. Clipping both onto his belt, he climbed back out, closed the hatch, and floated his way from the Hanger, waving at everyone as he left again.

"Huh?" he looked up with a mild expression, his thoughts practically blank. "Oh, helo Mr. Rats- oh," he noticed the uniform to be more of the ship's officer and reluctantly continued on, "Captain... Elzam?"

'So it's obvious, after all.' Ray muttered and looked down in disappointment, and gripped on his knes with both hands. After a defeated sigh, though feeling lowly like a little kid expressing himself, he began, "I just don't know what to believe anymore.... or what to expect," his eyes looked aside, not choosing to face the man, "In a single night, just after my most recent victory, I suddenly get abducted by some strange agents, who didn't really explain to me why they did it, or what I did to make themgrab me like that. I get knocked out and out of my wildest dreams I wake up detained in some strange facility outside my colony - my home. Then I suddenly get dragged int hsi random escape and I didn't even have enough time to choose. I ended up running for my life, into that strange red mobile suit,a nd ended up hre in this ship that looked like a screw driver-" he paussed for a bit, retraced his words, and scratched his head, smilign sheepishly, "I didn't mean it like that... I mean... er... anyway, I'm only 13 years old! What can I possibly get to be able to accomplish and how will able to survive! I'm separated with my family with almost NO chance of being able to return properly and safely. Who knows? The UED had probably killed them by now... It's very frightening..." He shivered slightly, and closed his eyes, letting a small tear drop from each as he lowered his head.