Testrun for UG@

[runners_low]

[1]

[There's a mission soon. Felicita volunteered to sortie, but the request was rejected. The reason - who knows? Maybe she's sick or wounded. Maybe her unit is damaged. Or maybe the side-effects of combat drugs are increasing and it was decided she should take it easy for a while - or forever.

Either way you are the one to deliver the news to the bed-bound girl, and she does not look happy about.]

No. No, no no no. You must reconsider, please.
I must pilot.


[2]

[Whatever you're doing, you are being followed by a small levitating robot. Maybe you know it belongs to a certain ill girl, maybe you don't. Either way, it's not going away soon, taking it your actions and movements with curiosity. What do?]


[3]

[Combat prompt! The situation was looking really bad there, but Felicita ran in with a defensive support - and her agile mobile suit Deva tackled an enemy out of the way, an enemy that would deal you some serious damage otherwise.]

Don't worry. I'm here now, I'll beat them all up.

[Regardless, you are still outnumbered. Considering what you know of Deva's capabilities, Felicita can NOT take all the bad guys just by herself.]


[4]

[And... she screwed up. It's not necessarily related to prompt #3, but whatever Felicita was trying to do, she failed. And there are consequences. Maybe a mission failed or an important target fled. Or maybe even innocent people got killed.]

I'm sorry...

I didn't mean to. I... tried my best. Just please...

[Either way she fully realizes it, considering she's on the verge of tears now.]

Comments

[emorangerpink]

But... there'll be other chances to sortie. God knows we're not short on fights to get in to.

I know it's hard to wait while others are out there, but you have to look after your equipment, and yourself. Trust me, I've been there.

[runners_low]

I must fight as often as possible... even if I'm hurt. It's better to go out and fight, then to stay behind.

[Okay Laura, you managed to make Felicita's voice waver. She is uncertain.]

[emorangerpink]

Well, today it's not possible. It won't be possible until we're done with repairs, and if you want to be ready to pilot again by then, you need to focus on recovering. Worrying about this will only make that take longer.

[Laura's tone is firm, and brooks no argument. Her voice, and expression, soften when she asks:]

Why is it important for you to fight, anyway? If you try to go out like this, you'll just do badly, for no good reason.

[runners_low]

Okay...

[That sounded very dejected.]

I need combat data, to show Deva is a strong mobile suit. So the people who Mother works for will want to buy it. For mass production.

[emorangerpink]

I understand. You wouldn't get good data now, though. If you want to show how it performs when it's damaged, you'll probably get plenty of opportunity in the future, even when you go out at full strength. Everyone gets unlucky sometimes.

If you want, you can give me some pointers on the repairs. It'll be something to keep you from getting cabin fever, and the Deva will be ready to move again sooner.

[runners_low]

I don't know...

[emorangerpink]

I do. It always helps to have the pilot's perspective in mind when working on an unfamiliar machine.

And I used to drag myself out of bed as soon as I was able, to get to work in the hangar. It helped a lot. Er, not that you shouldn't stay in bed, but it might still help you.

[runners_low]

It's not...

I can't help you with repairs! I don't know anything about mobile suits!

[After this sudden outburst, Felicita shrinks away, startled by her own display.]

Sorry. I'm just... dumb.