*Azrael looks up at shadow*
Not lose my temeper? Without putting rage forth into the battle, we forget why we're fighting in the first place! Without forcing the enemy into dishonor, we make the battle pointless, and waste lives! Once emotion is behind it...then, and only then is the battle even just!
I assure you...i will bring us victory. One way..or another.
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*Azrael leaves, and grabs his helmet on the way out to his hanger. He enters the hanger where Sazabi is. A technician is working on a large rifle, soldering internal parts.*
Ah, Ken...is it working?
"Sir, the Shot-Rifle is fully functioning! We've also added an MMP-90 on the lower back. The sheild has been loaded, the sabers are functioning. Heat-Hawk has been removed at your request..."
And my...special toy?
"Sir, i do recall that weapon being disabled for a REASON...but, yes. It's been restored."
Excellent. The battle is to begin soon.
*Azrael puts his foot in the sturrup and presses it down, clicking the winch to pull him up to the cockpit. He climbs in, puts his hands on the hand rests, and powers up the OS. He closes his eyes, and closes the cockpit. The suit powers to life, using the PsyCommu technology.*
Father, i will not disappoint you...
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