Part 109: Pre-Intermission
Before I forget, here are the stats for Katz and Jingiji.
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Pre-Mission Adjustments
Gundam X
EN | 154 -> 176
Parts added:
Magnet Coating (speed +5, Limit +20)
Booster (move +1)
Weapon power increased by 100
Zeta Gundam
Parts added:
Solar panel (10% EN regen per turn)
weapon power increased by 100
White Ark
Parts added:
HP Gas Engine (Move +1, Speed +5, Limit +10)
Chobham Armor (Max HP +500, Armor +150)
Raideen
Parts added:
Computer Core (Speed +10, Limit +15)
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: Alright, then begin loading procedures.
: Roger that.
: Still, this is nice... We've been running low on ammo from all the continual fighting, right?: Yes. By the way, Marbet... Have you assigned anyone to handle the loading procedures?
: I'm having Usso, Garrod, and Daisaku handle it.: Why those three? Daisaku, I might understand since he's in the Battle Tank...: It's an issue of machine size. Their mobile suits are the best-suited for this type of job.: I get it... The V Gundam is pretty small, huh? Witz and Roybea hate this kind of thing...: It's a perfect job to give Garrod a chance to acquaint himself with all our crew members.: You might have a point there.
: Yeah, he's done pretty much everything on his own up until now...: So it's the perfect opportunity to get him used to acting as part of a group...: There aren't very many places to hide in this area. Get the loading done ASAP, Sarah.: Understood, Captain.[SCENE CHANGE]
The sound of Mobile Suits moving around can be heard
: Usso, bring that here, please.
: Okay!
: Garrod, hurry up and bring that container here!
: (.........) Phew... I've had no time at all to see Tifa since becoming a crewmember... She and Jamil are always practically joined at the hip, and it seems like someone always interrupts me... Aw, man... This is nothing like what I'd figured.: Garrod, we don't have all day!: Ah, oh yeah...: Quit slacking off and get to hauling!: Sorry about that. I'll take care of this real quick. There, alley-oop!He accidentally drops the container and the contents spill out
: Whoa!!: Oh, crap...! I got the controls mixed up...![SCENE CHANGE]
: Luckily, he got off with just a few cuts and bruises. The doctor also says he's fine.: Jamil... I, I...: (.........) ...Garrod. Be more careful next time. ...That's all I have to say.: !?: Will he be penalized?: ...That won't be necessary.: Lucky you, Garrod.: Don't mess up like that again.: Yeah, you do tend to get distracted easily.Judau amd Puru enter the room
: (.........)
: !?: Judau, and Puru?: Are you all better now?: Yeah, see? It's fine!: But, that arm bandage...: Puru just went a little overboard on the bandaging.
: But Tex said to bandage it with care!: (.........): I dealt with scratches like this all the time when I was a scrap dealer on Shangri-La. Garrod, there's nothing to get upset over, don't worry.: .........
Garrod runs off
: Garrod!: What's his problem!?: Maybe a stray dog just stays stray, in the end...: He didn't even try to apologize...: Don't be like that. I know how he feels...: Eh...?: I caused a lot of trouble for Kamille when I first rode the Double Zeta, too... Back then... I couldn't immediately apologize, either.: Uh-huh...: I guess it's just... It's hard to apologize when stuff like that happens. Since you know it's your own fault.: Wow, Judau, you're more grown-up than you look...: I've had my share of trouble, too. Like, my little sis forcing me to eat...: (...Judau...): ...Take care of the rest. Once the loading's done, have the Freeden set out for Fort Severn.: Roger that, sir.: (.........) Captain! Er... I hate to ask a personal question, but...: What is it?: (.........) Pardon me, sir... It's nothing.: ...Alright. Then, you handle the rest.[SCENE CHANGE]
: (.........): (Garrod...) Looks like things haven't gone too well for either of us...: !?: ...Never mind, don't worry about it.[SCENE CHANGE]
: Yes...: *giggle* Pardon the intrusion!: Tonya... What is it?: You must've heard what happened with Garrod. He's so naive. He's gotta be all depressed. Don't you think he could use some cheering up: (.........): I don't think anyone other than you is up for the job. A face with no makeup can have its own appeal, but... I'll bet you anything that it'd make him overjoyed to see you all prettied up and smiling.: I... I couldn't...: Well, it can be kind of intimidating at first... But how about something simple, like this
: Wanna give it a try?: (.........): ...Okay, sure, no pressure. I'll leave it with you, so try it out if you change your mind.Tonya leaves
: (...Lipstick...)[SCENE CHANGE]
: (.........)
: Whatever else can be said of him, he's still 15... He really is half a child.: But, the other half is an adult.: (.........) Jamil, when you were 15... What sorts of things did you think about?: ...All I thought about was staying alive.: Ah, yes... That was right around the time of the last war, wasn't it... Those times weren't good times by any stretch, but I'd take them any day over this.: (.........): If I recall correctly, you had your first love back then, too...: (.........): She was a lone civilian officer. In the end, she was a flower far beyond your reach.: Where is she now...?: The memories are here... The actual person...: ...On the moon?: Higher up than that. She's in Heaven.: I see... 
Uh, Tex? I'm pretty sure you aren't Jamil...
: No one blamed Garrod for what happened... That might have been a mistake.: And if it was?: He doesn't seem to be used to getting treated nicely... If he feels responsible for what happened, then he might run off again.: (.........)
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: Addon parts? Like that big shield over there?
: Yeah. It uses a few concepts from the Zeta's flying armor and the Victory's dash parts.: So, does that mean it serves both offensive and defensive purposes?: Hey, you catch on quick.: But with the Satellite Cannon, does the GX really need any offensive boosts?: It may have that, but it's not like you can fire that any time you want.: Besides, it's not meant for combat in urban areas, either...: Yeah, and the enemy's gotta be aware of that, so I'm tryin' to stay one step ahead. Y'know, just in case.: Just in case?: The Satellite Cannon's microwave energy comes from the moon, right?: Oh, yeah... If the Moon Race destroys the microwave transmitter on the moon...: Then the Satellite Cannon won't be able to fire jack squat. That'd be one hell of a reduction in firepower.: ...But it's been a while since the GX first fired the Satellite Cannon, hasn't it? You'd think the Moon Race would've overtaken the station or destroyed it by now...: (.........) It probably serves as a solar power source for the lunar city, so they wouldn't destroy it.: But surely they'd be able to at least interfere with microwave transmissions?: (...Or is there some reason the Moon Race can't touch the microwave transmission facility?)[SCENE CHANGE]
: ...Garrod...: What's the matter?: (.........): I brought you dinner. I'm leaving it here, okay?: Thank you, Garrod... Garrod... Um... Cheer up...: Huh? Hahaha... I screwed up a little. But it'll be fine, it won't happen again.: ...Yes.: (.........) Say, can you really feel the presence of that Newtype?: Only a bit...: Is that so...? Well, don't worry too much, okay?: ......Garrod...: Hm? What is it, Tifa?: ...No, it's nothing.: (......?) Did something happen, Tifa?: ...It's alright, I just had a bad dream. Don't worry, Garrod.: ...Oh. Well, look, I'm like, supposed to look after you and stuff, so... Worrying's kinda my job. I have to get pretty antsy over even little things. If you're okay, then it's all good!: Garrod......: ?
: Huh? Wh-what happens if I do?: (.........)
: Wha!?: (.........): Is this because you think the Newtype at Fort Severn will show up?: (.........): (.........) Tifa... If we get into battle... I'm going out there.: !: I... I believe you, but... I want to try and overcome this!: ...Garrod...
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[Since I don't have access to a intermission portrait of Olba, I'll be substituting it with his battle portrait for now
: As expected... But, even in concentrated numbers, they're just land-based walker machines... They're no match for even the most basic of mobile suits in the Moon Race's arsenal.
: (No, the Innocent here seem to possess a machine resembling a mobile armor.): ...A mobile armor...?: (That's not all, either... There seems to be a Newtype research facility in their base...): What...!?: (The Innocent could be planning to turn Newtypes into regular frontline forces.): (.........) Olba, continue your observance. If the Freeden shows up, report back to me.: (Got it. And what about you?): I'll conduct an investigation of the base at Fort Severn. We'll need to find out how far advanced they are in Newtype research...
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: I doubt that the Breakers, as strongly independent as they are, would meekly follow our orders.
: Indeed. It's obvious that Dowas and Biel have given them far too much free reign.: ...Can such disorderly forces be put to any real use?: They'll do for anti-Moon Race forces until your conditioning is completed.: (.........): And, once we complete it, no enemy will ever stand before us.: Director Nomoa... Or rather, Mayor Nomoa. Right now, I'm sensing the presence of a strong power.: (.........): It's most likely a Newtype, with power like mine... Or even greater. Also, a Gundam...: Someone with power like yours?: There's no mistaking it... The time has finally come.: The warring between the Earth and moon never ceases. People continue to fight, continue to wound one another...
: If we can get it up and running, even global unification would no longer be a dream.: But for that, we need incredible Newtype talent.: Yes. That's why I...: ...Oh yes, that's right.: I shall bring the Newtype here. Though, the situation may wind up calling for force...: Go ahead... But don't let the Gallian Innocent hear about this. Is that clear, Caris?: I know, Mayor Nomoa.
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: Mm...: Still, all this snow still around... This is definitely the North, huh?: Alright... Stop the Freeden's engine. All hands, assume level 2 battle stations.: Roger.
: ...So, that means we stand by to launch?
: Captain Jamil, will we launch an attack from this side?: No, just assess the situation for a bit. If possible, watch for Breakers in the base...Suddenly, their radar picks up something.
: What is it!?: We've caught a landship closing in on our location!: !: They're already gearing up for battle!: What, are they going to attack US?: But, like... Isn't Fort Severn gathering forces to fight the Moon Race?: (.........): Come on, what's the sense in fighting us? We're fighting the Moon Race too! Or are they on to us?: B-but how!?: I've got no idea, but we'll have to assume the worst, won't we?: It must be the Newtype that Tifa sensed...: (.........) 
Jamil starts having one of his headaches
: Captain!?: Urgh...: Captain, what's wrong!?: Wh-whoa! Are you okay? You're as pale as a ghost!: D-don't worry... It's nothing. Hurry and launch... the mobile suits...: Captain!: (...This headache... I should have known...)The ship starts to take fire.
: They're attacking!?: The Freeden has been hit near the residential block!: Someone... Get Tifa someplace safe!: I'll go!: Please...![SCENE CHANGE]
: Tifa! It's dangerous here! You need to evacuate to another block and...: (.........)
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