Turing Decidable
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That would probably be akin to his mother rejecting him, in his mind.
Ouch.
You've been doing well so far.
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(AU) Evangelion: Sovereignty
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Ouch.
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- SDAT Mixtape
Hohoho! "Incest is like a board game - fun for the whole family!"
Well, I find Rei's characterization pretty good, considering she isn't under the spotlight all the time. This slower, more thoughtful chapter is also pretty nice - and IMO, imitates the pace of show, so thumbs up!
*Also, it's pretty refreshing your take on Toji. It's not usual to depict the big guy as a witty jock.
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Chapter 4.3
Lord Sovereign
The Emperor of shitty fanfic
- Location
- England
Behold the final segment of Chapter 4.
Now that we have firmly caught up with my writing progress now, updating will become a bit slower. Expect it to happen once a week, or every couple of weeks, it may vary. I can only hope that the muses shall speak unto me. Anyway, enough of the chin wagging, onward!
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12:30pm, simulation area.
Having stripped off her school uniform, Rei slid on her white plug suit and pushed the wrist button, causing it to tighten around her slender frame. Nonchalantly, she made her way out of the changing rooms and into the cages, some small part of her mind thinking back to the last time she'd sat in an entry plug.
Anger, pain. Feelings I do not understand, and yet I felt them without feeling them. My failure will not occur again. She will not get the better of me.
Having been assisted into her entry plug by some technicians, she wrapped her hands around the control sticks. The plug sealed before being inserted into Unit 00's spine, with armour sliding over the entry point.
A multitude of colours flashed through the interior as the hud came online and her eyes synched to those of her steed, leaving Rei to peer down at the observation room. She knew most of the staff in there were nervous, and whilst she didn't understand fear, she knew a huge armoured fist smashing through reinforced glass would have a less than positive effect on the individual.
Along with them, she could see Sub Commander Akagi walking back and forth between monitor screens checking practically everything before they continued. And right at the front, almost touching the glass, was Commander Ikari.
It was as if there were nothing else in the room, his mere presence blotting out those of everyone else.
Rei knew just how much of a shadow the man could cast over those around him. A shadow so great that it was to shroud the world in darkness...
"Good afternoon, Ayanami-san. How are you feeling?" Ritsuko's face popped up on her video link.
"I am ready, Sub Commander." She acknowledged.
The faux blonde ran a hand through hair she thought may turn grey at some point in the near future, sighing.
"Alright. If anything even slightly goes wrong however, this test will be aborted. Take your time." She leaned back from the monitor and looked into the back of her commander.
"Sir?"
"Do it." He said coldly
Heeding this command of oh so few words, the Section 4 staff began to type into their various keyboards, with a few occasionally looking up at the gold and white titan with fear and apprehension.
"Establishing Pilot Link in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..." Lieutenant Ibuki counted down as many tensed.
Except the commander of course.
Rei meanwhile closed her eyes and opened her mind, starting to feel the Eva's strength, power, and speed filter back into her. She was it as it was her. The thought of the last time she'd felt such power flashed through her mind, causing a few of the monitors in the room to start beeping.
"Ayanami-san?" Ritsuko immediately barked over the radio.
"It is under control, Sub Commander."
The beeping stopped and the measurements resumed normality.
"PL established. Commencing S2 Core activation." Maya called out as electricity and other, more indescribable energies were fed into the Eva, various noises made by the monitors notifying the staff of systems coming online.
And here's were it went wrong last time.. Ritsuko lit a cigarette to calm her nerves, hand gently brushing the recently installed emergency override button.
Rei mulled over that particular memory, not through fear of course, but out of a desire to prevent it from happening again. The event which nearly cost the young pilot her life.
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10:15am, Wednesday the 7th of June
"Sub Commander, we have a problem." One of the staff called her over.
Today was a big day for NERV, as it was the very first activation of the first Eva they'd ever built.
Unit 00.
Despite being the prototype and predecessor for Unit 01, and being utterly out classed by Units 02 and 03 alone, the "old girl" as the staff liked to call it was still among the most powerful weapons in history. It was their work, and they took pride in it.
And today was its moment to shine.
Which was why Ritsuko was annoyed something wasn't going one hundred percent correctly. With the commander present, she was determined to get everything right today.
She didn't need him, as she kept telling herself, but would make damn sure the cold bastard king needed her.
"What is it?" She said harshly.
"PL link is acting kinda strange...increasing and decreasing..." He peered in a little more.
"Lieutenant, status on the pilot?"
"Pilot's vitals are fine...but cranial activity..." Maya stopped mid sentence and looked up, her complexion paling.
"We're getting feedback from the Eva."
Silence descended upon the room for a few moments, after which Ritsuko brought herself over to the comms seeing and hearing nothing but static, as the Evangelion lifted its head and stared at them.
"Ayanami-san, are you alright in there?" Ritsuko's voice became concerned.
No response.
"Cut the connection now!" She screamed as the monster made some sort of inhuman growl.
"Signal's not being received-"
"Then cut the fucking power!"
"Hai!" The sound of fingers on keyboards was frantic, with the Eva ripping its restraints off and lumbering towards them, armoured hand clamped firmly on its head as if nursing a headache.
"All non-essential staff, evacuate immediately! That includes you too, sir!" Ritsuko threw in the commander's direction, truthfully not caring much whether or not he heeded it. He simply stood there, nonchalantly, the non-essentials scrambling for the exit. This was further helped by a gargantuan fist impacting the window.
By some miracle sent by heaven itself, the glass bent but didn't break.
"We've done it, power is cut. S2 Core energy depleting in fifteen seconds...automated eject triggered!" Her gaze snapped up as the beast's back slid open.
Oh Spirits...
The head of Section 4 and her staff could only stare on aghast as Unit 00's entry plug rocketed forth from the monster's back and directly into the wall. It careened against it then crashed to the floor. All of a sudden, the rampaging Eva faded from existence for Ritsuko. Right then and there, all she could see was that mangled entry plug lying on the floor.
Come on...she's more durable than any human...she'll be fine...
At the point when the window nearly collapsed in on itself from the rogue Eva's furious assault, the monster's power ran out. Its fist remained implanted in the window, but it wasn't moving anymore, frozen in time.
"S2 core at zero percent power. Unit 00 is offline." Maya said, shaking.
The young Lieutenant spent a while trying to control her erratic breathing as she fought off a panic attack. In her flustered state, she, along with the rest of the staff, barely noticed Sub Commander Akagi disappearing through the door, white lab coat billowing behind her.
The faux blonde didn't usually run, but today was, as one can guess, different. Descending the staircase into the actual simulation room itself, she brought herself over to the broken entry plug with all due haste.
The emergency release hatch was dented, steam coming off it due to the sheer amount of heat produced by ejection.
Her first attempt to open it ended in failure, as the searing heat caused her to snarl in pain. But Ritsuko, never being one for giving up, grit her teeth, curled her fingers around the latch and pulled hard.
It burned, it burned so much. But she didn't let go. Eventually and with great effort, the latch came undone, causing a river of LCL to flood out of it.
Leaning in through the hatch, a pair of green eyes fixed themselves upon a battered and broken girl.
The unearthly child raised her own weak red gaze to meet hers.
The two didn't say a word to one another.
Ritsuko sighed, nodded, then murmured a quick "okay."
She's lucky to even be alive...it's going to take more than a dip in the rejuvenation tank to fix this...
Gently, she hauled the badly wounded albino from the plug, too focused on the current situation to notice her commander had not moved a muscle, despite the armoured glass in front of him being broken.
Nor had his eyes displayed a hint of compassion or worry for the thing which was the clone of his wife. In fact, the blue orbs remained the same as they always were.
Cold as ice and uncaring as the Universe.
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12:45pm, Friday the 30th of June
"Power at one hundred percent. PL is established and solid. Unit 00 has been activated." Maya relayed with a sigh of relief as the staff applauded and cheered.
All save for two.
Whilst Gendo simply observed, hands folded behind his back, Ritsuko was communing with the young pilot.
"Any issues to report?" She said.
"No Sub Commander." Rei answered.
"Are you sure?"
"There have been a few minor problems with my lower left rib. It will not affect my duties."
The faux blonde breathed in deeply through her nose.
Minor problems usually meant broken or fractured in Rei speak.
"I'll get you some pain killers as soon as we're finished up here...take your time with the rest of the test." She cut the comms and scowled straight into her commander's back.
I told you twenty days wouldn't be enough!
Knowing however the task at hand deserved her entire attention, she dropped her gaze and returned to work.
Over the next fifteen minutes or so, with the Pilot Link established, Rei's synchronising with Unit 00 was constantly monitored, percentages fluctuating only in a minor manner between fifty-eight and sixty-five percent.
"That's good...very good." Ritsuko muttered to herself as she fished out another cigarette from her pocket and lit it, producing smoke that caused some people to cough and splutter.
Yes I know it's not any good for me, but hell, we'll all probably be dead soon enough so why not?
"Begin movement tests." The commander's voice caused many to look up in shock, and for the Sub Commander to snap her cigarette in half.
"Commander...with all due respect...I think it's miraculous we've even activated Unit 00 without trouble, it's always been the most unstable one. I would recommend we take it a little more slowly-" She stopped mid sentence when Gendo fixed his gaze upon her.
"Hai." She metaphorically ground her teeth.
Noticing the clicking of keyboards had stopped, she took a look at her paling staff who'd watched the contest of egos with some apprehension, fearing a full blown argument.
"What are you all looking at? No one told you to stop working!" She snapped at them, causing the twelve or so people in the room to type away again, as the various restraints on the Eva began to unlock.
Looking back at her superior, Ritsuko was now confronted with his back.
Good, I don't like looking at you these days anyway...
"Ayanami-san, we're going to be carrying out some movement tests. Don't exert yourself, just take things one step at a time." She relayed.
"Ryokai."
She waited for Maya to pull up the various steps of a movement test on her monitor, then began reading them out.
"Alright, to start with I'd like you to take one step forward..."
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1:15pm, cages.
Synch tests were becoming normal by now.
All he had to do, was sit in his Eva, close his eyes, empty his mind of thoughts, and then the Sub Commander would tell him he had a synch rate of sixty-seven percent. Apparently not quite that of some of his "colleagues" elsewhere in the world, but impressive for someone who'd only started piloting some weeks ago.
He often pondered the fact he'd apparently be joined by other Eva pilots soon enough. With Rei back on active duty, and an entire fleet carrying a further two Evangelions to Japan, he felt nervous and excited.
The thought of having to socialise with "comrades" was unnerving, but the idea he wouldn't have to face the Seraphim by himself...was a relief.
Having finished his own synch test some five minutes prior, Eva Unit 01 was being lowered back into the bowls of NERV, with Shinji sitting tight inside, his plug suit driving him mad as usual.
The was a loud clunk and jolt as the Eva slid into place and the restraints closed around it. It would take another five minutes for his plug to be removed, the job being easy within NERV central itself.
In the meantime, Shinji could sit there and watch the world go by through the eyes of his own drivable weapon of mass destruction.
On the other side of the room, stood Unit 00.
He'd never seen the other Eva before, and it intimidated him. It's strange machine like head with single eye appeared to stare into his soul, rather different from the more human looking Unit 01 that only made him feel slightly uneasy these days.
Looking a little more closely, he focused on a figure having just gotten out of the entry plug attached to the golden titan. A figure with blue hair and white plugsuit.
And then, to his complete surprise, on the connecting cat walk, strolled his father.
What is he doing here?
Upon noticing him, Rei gracefully jumped down from her plug and went over to Gendo. The two talked for a little, with the commander maintaining his ice cold expression, and the albino...smiling.
Shinji's eyes widened in shock as his father nodded in response, then gave a microscopic smile himself.
Son of bitch! His subconscious snarled as the two parted ways.
He smiled for her...he's never done that for me...never...
He let his emotions bubble and boil whilst his plug was retrieved from Unit 01. LCL was vented, allowing him to breathe actual air again, which was a relief. For he was beginning to hate that orange goop.
The top of the plug slid off, allowing artificial light to cascade through, causing him to blink a few times as his eyes readjusted to not being synchronised with his Eva.
Stretching out in a manner that caused his bones to satisfyingly click, he stood up and stepped onto the cat walk to which his plug was now attached. Around him, dozens of technicians ran around doing things he didn't know about. Nor really cared.
However, standing a few metres away, was someone he did care about.
"Sixty-seven percent synch, not bad at all, Shinji-kun. You're improving." Misato smiled with her arms folded.
"Thanks...I guess..." His gaze drifted back to Unit 00, the bluehead he sought having vanished.
"Something on your mind?"
"No...no...it's nothing..." He awkwardly swept the question under the rug and walked over to Misato, forcing a smile. Which faded away when he saw her raised eyebrow.
"What?"
She chuckled and shook her head.
"Shinji-kun, it wasn't so long ago that I was a teenager. I know what trying to avoid a question sounds like. So...what's up?" She put across in the friendly and open manner he liked. And felt compelled to tell the truth whenever queried by it. Much to his irritation.
"Gah...it's just...seeing father...with Ayanami-san...it's kinda..." His shoulders slumped a little, his eyes dropped to the floor, a sigh escapin his lips.
"Upsetting?" Misato offered.
"Yes..."
"If it's any consolation, I think you're kind of lucky."
Shinji's mind shattered into a million pieces, as he fought every inch to scream back.
Lucky!? How is anything in my life fucking lucky? I've lost things you will never understand, I've seen fucking horrors, Katsuragi-san, so don't tell me I'm lucky!
And then all those thoughts disappeared when she spoke again.
"The commander is a difficult man at the best of times. I can barely stand working with him...but living with him? Spirits I wouldn't be able to cope with it..." She dwelt on the numerous briefings she'd had to have with him in his ridiculous office, huge symbols of western religions she didn't understand etched into the ceiling and floor.
Pompous bastard thinks he's better than everyone else. How are you his son?
Misato could draw no comparisons between the two, the quiet but kind young man who'd kept her apartment tidier than it had ever been before without giving a thought to reward, was incomparable with the equally quiet, but far more domineering and straight up creepy old man who sat above everyone else.
The JSA didn't call him "the bastard king" without reason.
Shinji found there was some truth to her words, inwardly shuddering over the thought of living with his father. Perhaps...some approval might be appreciated, but his cold and uncaring sperm donor showing any open affection for him? With the bridges between the two firmly burned, it would just seem forced. And it would take a lot for him to accept, given just how much hate he felt.
But he wasn't always like that...
"Maybe." Was all he could manage to say.
"And on top of that...they're creepy together aren't they?" Misato added.
"Yes."
Whilst a little part of him did feel some envy for Rei, the rest of him felt chills run down his spine at the mere thought of Gendo's smile. Something wasn't right with that, and that's without her being a clone of his mother...
No. That's ridiculous, even father couldn't be capable of doing that...could he?
However, Shinji Ikari would not have time to dwell on this. For at that moment, the alarms to blared.
"Code blue, I repeat code blue has been declared. Seraph has been detected, and is inbound to our location, all personnel to battle stations level one immediately!" Caspar's voice boomed, in an uncharacteristically serious tone.
Once he got over the initial shock of all the sounds shrieking, he realised what was about to happen. His heart skipped a beat for a few seconds before he steeled himself.
I've killed two before, I can kill this one.
He was shocked by his confidence, even more so by his legs fearfully yet automatically carrying him back over to the entry plug. It was as if...it were natural by now.
"Prep Unit 01 for launch, I'll be on the command bridge!" Misato barked at the technicians, disappearing into one of the lifts.
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1:30pm, Tokyo-3, economic district
Ramiel hovered towards her target, senses darting back and forth to detect energy or movement.
Some of the Voor sky ships had been shadowing her for a while, perhaps thinking they were out of range.
Horribly wrong, but she had a thing against killing living creatures that weren't trying to do her any harm. For there simply was no sport in hunting the helpless.
But unlike Sachiel, the Divine Lord's finest hunter would kill you in a heartbeat if she so much as detected hostility. Unlike Shamshel however, she didn't kill to slake blood lust.
Out of the eldest three, Ramiel was the most mature, having even found one with which she shared the bond and started a family, unlike her elder brothers who devoted themselves to the many arts of war.
They were always the better swordsmen...gods I miss them.
Anger flooded into her mind.
You'll pay for that Vooren.
The crystal blue octahedron decelerated as she came over Tokyo-3's skyline. According to the Fist's sources, every single previous attack by her people upon humanity had been met with a useless but gargantuan amount of fire power.
Now there was nothing to be seen.
Hunt the prey for long enough, and it starts to learn.
Suddenly, her senses tingled as energy soared towards her from beneath the ground.
I see...Purple Devil...killer of my brothers...come to me.
The purple titan popped forth the ground, with Ramiel instantly angling her pattern of attack to its left.
Less obstruction, it'll go that way.
But it didn't. The Eva stood perfectly still. Perhaps the most unwise thing any prey could do in front of a warrior race's greatest hunter.
A shrill laugh echoed through the Divine Heir's mind.
Oh how a hunter loves a target who stays still.
Now that we have firmly caught up with my writing progress now, updating will become a bit slower. Expect it to happen once a week, or every couple of weeks, it may vary. I can only hope that the muses shall speak unto me. Anyway, enough of the chin wagging, onward!
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12:30pm, simulation area.
Having stripped off her school uniform, Rei slid on her white plug suit and pushed the wrist button, causing it to tighten around her slender frame. Nonchalantly, she made her way out of the changing rooms and into the cages, some small part of her mind thinking back to the last time she'd sat in an entry plug.
Anger, pain. Feelings I do not understand, and yet I felt them without feeling them. My failure will not occur again. She will not get the better of me.
Having been assisted into her entry plug by some technicians, she wrapped her hands around the control sticks. The plug sealed before being inserted into Unit 00's spine, with armour sliding over the entry point.
A multitude of colours flashed through the interior as the hud came online and her eyes synched to those of her steed, leaving Rei to peer down at the observation room. She knew most of the staff in there were nervous, and whilst she didn't understand fear, she knew a huge armoured fist smashing through reinforced glass would have a less than positive effect on the individual.
Along with them, she could see Sub Commander Akagi walking back and forth between monitor screens checking practically everything before they continued. And right at the front, almost touching the glass, was Commander Ikari.
It was as if there were nothing else in the room, his mere presence blotting out those of everyone else.
Rei knew just how much of a shadow the man could cast over those around him. A shadow so great that it was to shroud the world in darkness...
"Good afternoon, Ayanami-san. How are you feeling?" Ritsuko's face popped up on her video link.
"I am ready, Sub Commander." She acknowledged.
The faux blonde ran a hand through hair she thought may turn grey at some point in the near future, sighing.
"Alright. If anything even slightly goes wrong however, this test will be aborted. Take your time." She leaned back from the monitor and looked into the back of her commander.
"Sir?"
"Do it." He said coldly
Heeding this command of oh so few words, the Section 4 staff began to type into their various keyboards, with a few occasionally looking up at the gold and white titan with fear and apprehension.
"Establishing Pilot Link in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..." Lieutenant Ibuki counted down as many tensed.
Except the commander of course.
Rei meanwhile closed her eyes and opened her mind, starting to feel the Eva's strength, power, and speed filter back into her. She was it as it was her. The thought of the last time she'd felt such power flashed through her mind, causing a few of the monitors in the room to start beeping.
"Ayanami-san?" Ritsuko immediately barked over the radio.
"It is under control, Sub Commander."
The beeping stopped and the measurements resumed normality.
"PL established. Commencing S2 Core activation." Maya called out as electricity and other, more indescribable energies were fed into the Eva, various noises made by the monitors notifying the staff of systems coming online.
And here's were it went wrong last time.. Ritsuko lit a cigarette to calm her nerves, hand gently brushing the recently installed emergency override button.
Rei mulled over that particular memory, not through fear of course, but out of a desire to prevent it from happening again. The event which nearly cost the young pilot her life.
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10:15am, Wednesday the 7th of June
"Sub Commander, we have a problem." One of the staff called her over.
Today was a big day for NERV, as it was the very first activation of the first Eva they'd ever built.
Unit 00.
Despite being the prototype and predecessor for Unit 01, and being utterly out classed by Units 02 and 03 alone, the "old girl" as the staff liked to call it was still among the most powerful weapons in history. It was their work, and they took pride in it.
And today was its moment to shine.
Which was why Ritsuko was annoyed something wasn't going one hundred percent correctly. With the commander present, she was determined to get everything right today.
She didn't need him, as she kept telling herself, but would make damn sure the cold bastard king needed her.
"What is it?" She said harshly.
"PL link is acting kinda strange...increasing and decreasing..." He peered in a little more.
"Lieutenant, status on the pilot?"
"Pilot's vitals are fine...but cranial activity..." Maya stopped mid sentence and looked up, her complexion paling.
"We're getting feedback from the Eva."
Silence descended upon the room for a few moments, after which Ritsuko brought herself over to the comms seeing and hearing nothing but static, as the Evangelion lifted its head and stared at them.
"Ayanami-san, are you alright in there?" Ritsuko's voice became concerned.
No response.
"Cut the connection now!" She screamed as the monster made some sort of inhuman growl.
"Signal's not being received-"
"Then cut the fucking power!"
"Hai!" The sound of fingers on keyboards was frantic, with the Eva ripping its restraints off and lumbering towards them, armoured hand clamped firmly on its head as if nursing a headache.
"All non-essential staff, evacuate immediately! That includes you too, sir!" Ritsuko threw in the commander's direction, truthfully not caring much whether or not he heeded it. He simply stood there, nonchalantly, the non-essentials scrambling for the exit. This was further helped by a gargantuan fist impacting the window.
By some miracle sent by heaven itself, the glass bent but didn't break.
"We've done it, power is cut. S2 Core energy depleting in fifteen seconds...automated eject triggered!" Her gaze snapped up as the beast's back slid open.
Oh Spirits...
The head of Section 4 and her staff could only stare on aghast as Unit 00's entry plug rocketed forth from the monster's back and directly into the wall. It careened against it then crashed to the floor. All of a sudden, the rampaging Eva faded from existence for Ritsuko. Right then and there, all she could see was that mangled entry plug lying on the floor.
Come on...she's more durable than any human...she'll be fine...
At the point when the window nearly collapsed in on itself from the rogue Eva's furious assault, the monster's power ran out. Its fist remained implanted in the window, but it wasn't moving anymore, frozen in time.
"S2 core at zero percent power. Unit 00 is offline." Maya said, shaking.
The young Lieutenant spent a while trying to control her erratic breathing as she fought off a panic attack. In her flustered state, she, along with the rest of the staff, barely noticed Sub Commander Akagi disappearing through the door, white lab coat billowing behind her.
The faux blonde didn't usually run, but today was, as one can guess, different. Descending the staircase into the actual simulation room itself, she brought herself over to the broken entry plug with all due haste.
The emergency release hatch was dented, steam coming off it due to the sheer amount of heat produced by ejection.
Her first attempt to open it ended in failure, as the searing heat caused her to snarl in pain. But Ritsuko, never being one for giving up, grit her teeth, curled her fingers around the latch and pulled hard.
It burned, it burned so much. But she didn't let go. Eventually and with great effort, the latch came undone, causing a river of LCL to flood out of it.
Leaning in through the hatch, a pair of green eyes fixed themselves upon a battered and broken girl.
The unearthly child raised her own weak red gaze to meet hers.
The two didn't say a word to one another.
Ritsuko sighed, nodded, then murmured a quick "okay."
She's lucky to even be alive...it's going to take more than a dip in the rejuvenation tank to fix this...
Gently, she hauled the badly wounded albino from the plug, too focused on the current situation to notice her commander had not moved a muscle, despite the armoured glass in front of him being broken.
Nor had his eyes displayed a hint of compassion or worry for the thing which was the clone of his wife. In fact, the blue orbs remained the same as they always were.
Cold as ice and uncaring as the Universe.
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12:45pm, Friday the 30th of June
"Power at one hundred percent. PL is established and solid. Unit 00 has been activated." Maya relayed with a sigh of relief as the staff applauded and cheered.
All save for two.
Whilst Gendo simply observed, hands folded behind his back, Ritsuko was communing with the young pilot.
"Any issues to report?" She said.
"No Sub Commander." Rei answered.
"Are you sure?"
"There have been a few minor problems with my lower left rib. It will not affect my duties."
The faux blonde breathed in deeply through her nose.
Minor problems usually meant broken or fractured in Rei speak.
"I'll get you some pain killers as soon as we're finished up here...take your time with the rest of the test." She cut the comms and scowled straight into her commander's back.
I told you twenty days wouldn't be enough!
Knowing however the task at hand deserved her entire attention, she dropped her gaze and returned to work.
Over the next fifteen minutes or so, with the Pilot Link established, Rei's synchronising with Unit 00 was constantly monitored, percentages fluctuating only in a minor manner between fifty-eight and sixty-five percent.
"That's good...very good." Ritsuko muttered to herself as she fished out another cigarette from her pocket and lit it, producing smoke that caused some people to cough and splutter.
Yes I know it's not any good for me, but hell, we'll all probably be dead soon enough so why not?
"Begin movement tests." The commander's voice caused many to look up in shock, and for the Sub Commander to snap her cigarette in half.
"Commander...with all due respect...I think it's miraculous we've even activated Unit 00 without trouble, it's always been the most unstable one. I would recommend we take it a little more slowly-" She stopped mid sentence when Gendo fixed his gaze upon her.
"Hai." She metaphorically ground her teeth.
Noticing the clicking of keyboards had stopped, she took a look at her paling staff who'd watched the contest of egos with some apprehension, fearing a full blown argument.
"What are you all looking at? No one told you to stop working!" She snapped at them, causing the twelve or so people in the room to type away again, as the various restraints on the Eva began to unlock.
Looking back at her superior, Ritsuko was now confronted with his back.
Good, I don't like looking at you these days anyway...
"Ayanami-san, we're going to be carrying out some movement tests. Don't exert yourself, just take things one step at a time." She relayed.
"Ryokai."
She waited for Maya to pull up the various steps of a movement test on her monitor, then began reading them out.
"Alright, to start with I'd like you to take one step forward..."
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1:15pm, cages.
Synch tests were becoming normal by now.
All he had to do, was sit in his Eva, close his eyes, empty his mind of thoughts, and then the Sub Commander would tell him he had a synch rate of sixty-seven percent. Apparently not quite that of some of his "colleagues" elsewhere in the world, but impressive for someone who'd only started piloting some weeks ago.
He often pondered the fact he'd apparently be joined by other Eva pilots soon enough. With Rei back on active duty, and an entire fleet carrying a further two Evangelions to Japan, he felt nervous and excited.
The thought of having to socialise with "comrades" was unnerving, but the idea he wouldn't have to face the Seraphim by himself...was a relief.
Having finished his own synch test some five minutes prior, Eva Unit 01 was being lowered back into the bowls of NERV, with Shinji sitting tight inside, his plug suit driving him mad as usual.
The was a loud clunk and jolt as the Eva slid into place and the restraints closed around it. It would take another five minutes for his plug to be removed, the job being easy within NERV central itself.
In the meantime, Shinji could sit there and watch the world go by through the eyes of his own drivable weapon of mass destruction.
On the other side of the room, stood Unit 00.
He'd never seen the other Eva before, and it intimidated him. It's strange machine like head with single eye appeared to stare into his soul, rather different from the more human looking Unit 01 that only made him feel slightly uneasy these days.
Looking a little more closely, he focused on a figure having just gotten out of the entry plug attached to the golden titan. A figure with blue hair and white plugsuit.
And then, to his complete surprise, on the connecting cat walk, strolled his father.
What is he doing here?
Upon noticing him, Rei gracefully jumped down from her plug and went over to Gendo. The two talked for a little, with the commander maintaining his ice cold expression, and the albino...smiling.
Shinji's eyes widened in shock as his father nodded in response, then gave a microscopic smile himself.
Son of bitch! His subconscious snarled as the two parted ways.
He smiled for her...he's never done that for me...never...
He let his emotions bubble and boil whilst his plug was retrieved from Unit 01. LCL was vented, allowing him to breathe actual air again, which was a relief. For he was beginning to hate that orange goop.
The top of the plug slid off, allowing artificial light to cascade through, causing him to blink a few times as his eyes readjusted to not being synchronised with his Eva.
Stretching out in a manner that caused his bones to satisfyingly click, he stood up and stepped onto the cat walk to which his plug was now attached. Around him, dozens of technicians ran around doing things he didn't know about. Nor really cared.
However, standing a few metres away, was someone he did care about.
"Sixty-seven percent synch, not bad at all, Shinji-kun. You're improving." Misato smiled with her arms folded.
"Thanks...I guess..." His gaze drifted back to Unit 00, the bluehead he sought having vanished.
"Something on your mind?"
"No...no...it's nothing..." He awkwardly swept the question under the rug and walked over to Misato, forcing a smile. Which faded away when he saw her raised eyebrow.
"What?"
She chuckled and shook her head.
"Shinji-kun, it wasn't so long ago that I was a teenager. I know what trying to avoid a question sounds like. So...what's up?" She put across in the friendly and open manner he liked. And felt compelled to tell the truth whenever queried by it. Much to his irritation.
"Gah...it's just...seeing father...with Ayanami-san...it's kinda..." His shoulders slumped a little, his eyes dropped to the floor, a sigh escapin his lips.
"Upsetting?" Misato offered.
"Yes..."
"If it's any consolation, I think you're kind of lucky."
Shinji's mind shattered into a million pieces, as he fought every inch to scream back.
Lucky!? How is anything in my life fucking lucky? I've lost things you will never understand, I've seen fucking horrors, Katsuragi-san, so don't tell me I'm lucky!
And then all those thoughts disappeared when she spoke again.
"The commander is a difficult man at the best of times. I can barely stand working with him...but living with him? Spirits I wouldn't be able to cope with it..." She dwelt on the numerous briefings she'd had to have with him in his ridiculous office, huge symbols of western religions she didn't understand etched into the ceiling and floor.
Pompous bastard thinks he's better than everyone else. How are you his son?
Misato could draw no comparisons between the two, the quiet but kind young man who'd kept her apartment tidier than it had ever been before without giving a thought to reward, was incomparable with the equally quiet, but far more domineering and straight up creepy old man who sat above everyone else.
The JSA didn't call him "the bastard king" without reason.
Shinji found there was some truth to her words, inwardly shuddering over the thought of living with his father. Perhaps...some approval might be appreciated, but his cold and uncaring sperm donor showing any open affection for him? With the bridges between the two firmly burned, it would just seem forced. And it would take a lot for him to accept, given just how much hate he felt.
But he wasn't always like that...
"Maybe." Was all he could manage to say.
"And on top of that...they're creepy together aren't they?" Misato added.
"Yes."
Whilst a little part of him did feel some envy for Rei, the rest of him felt chills run down his spine at the mere thought of Gendo's smile. Something wasn't right with that, and that's without her being a clone of his mother...
No. That's ridiculous, even father couldn't be capable of doing that...could he?
However, Shinji Ikari would not have time to dwell on this. For at that moment, the alarms to blared.
"Code blue, I repeat code blue has been declared. Seraph has been detected, and is inbound to our location, all personnel to battle stations level one immediately!" Caspar's voice boomed, in an uncharacteristically serious tone.
Once he got over the initial shock of all the sounds shrieking, he realised what was about to happen. His heart skipped a beat for a few seconds before he steeled himself.
I've killed two before, I can kill this one.
He was shocked by his confidence, even more so by his legs fearfully yet automatically carrying him back over to the entry plug. It was as if...it were natural by now.
"Prep Unit 01 for launch, I'll be on the command bridge!" Misato barked at the technicians, disappearing into one of the lifts.
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1:30pm, Tokyo-3, economic district
Ramiel hovered towards her target, senses darting back and forth to detect energy or movement.
Some of the Voor sky ships had been shadowing her for a while, perhaps thinking they were out of range.
Horribly wrong, but she had a thing against killing living creatures that weren't trying to do her any harm. For there simply was no sport in hunting the helpless.
But unlike Sachiel, the Divine Lord's finest hunter would kill you in a heartbeat if she so much as detected hostility. Unlike Shamshel however, she didn't kill to slake blood lust.
Out of the eldest three, Ramiel was the most mature, having even found one with which she shared the bond and started a family, unlike her elder brothers who devoted themselves to the many arts of war.
They were always the better swordsmen...gods I miss them.
Anger flooded into her mind.
You'll pay for that Vooren.
The crystal blue octahedron decelerated as she came over Tokyo-3's skyline. According to the Fist's sources, every single previous attack by her people upon humanity had been met with a useless but gargantuan amount of fire power.
Now there was nothing to be seen.
Hunt the prey for long enough, and it starts to learn.
Suddenly, her senses tingled as energy soared towards her from beneath the ground.
I see...Purple Devil...killer of my brothers...come to me.
The purple titan popped forth the ground, with Ramiel instantly angling her pattern of attack to its left.
Less obstruction, it'll go that way.
But it didn't. The Eva stood perfectly still. Perhaps the most unwise thing any prey could do in front of a warrior race's greatest hunter.
A shrill laugh echoed through the Divine Heir's mind.
Oh how a hunter loves a target who stays still.
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Red ALERT. Shinji showing confidence? Oh GODS.
Yep. He's screwed
So, when does the spawn enroll in Sengokuhara High?
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Poor fool has no idea what awaits him.
Canon did have plenty of creepiness there already...
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Oh in chapters to come, that won't even be the worst of it...
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Correct? What's wrong with "Taka?" It's short, simple, has the same number of letters in it as "Toji" and begins with a T (I assumed some sort of naming trend with them.) And anyway I couldn't call her "Sakura", the less I'm associated with the Rebuilds the bloody better.
Yeah sure, we can compare notes. Feel free to PM me on the matter.
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It's not a matter of association, it's a matter of that being her canon name.
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Mate, we have Empires, airships, and Shinji with some modicum of a spine.
I think we're well off the canon route now.
But eh, changing it's no problem. Explain why you wish it to be changed, and I shall dwell upon it for tonight.
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...you're not gonna change it, are you?
Like I said, it's... jarring. Very jarring. I mean, you didn't change, say, Hikari's name either, so why the discrimination? I get it, you don't like Rebuild, but must you take it out on your characters? Especially one who's got enough woes in-universe as it is, what with getting maimed 99% of the time she's even acknowledged to exist in a fanfic.
Like I said, it's... jarring. Very jarring. I mean, you didn't change, say, Hikari's name either, so why the discrimination? I get it, you don't like Rebuild, but must you take it out on your characters? Especially one who's got enough woes in-universe as it is, what with getting maimed 99% of the time she's even acknowledged to exist in a fanfic.
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TV Series and Rebuild are separate continuities, unless the theory that Rebuild being basically a Peggy Sue is accurate.
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Perhaps, but apparently they still felt it necessary to change Asuka Soryu to Asuka Shikinami. The mapping is not perfect.
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After due consideration, I have found myself agreeing with amitakartok. Primarily because it is so inconsequential that I can easily change it, and I will admit Sakura does sound nicer than Taka.
Consider this the only change I shall be making for a while though. I really need to focus on writing, as I am giving you a 1600 word update tomorrow
Consider this the only change I shall be making for a while though. I really need to focus on writing, as I am giving you a 1600 word update tomorrow
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Speaking of which, do you intend to make use of Sakura's character down the line?
I mean, Rei expressed interest in knowing what it is to be someone's sister. Perhaps she could ask a fellow sister...? I mean, she could ask Hikari too, but Asuka may not like that.
I mean, Rei expressed interest in knowing what it is to be someone's sister. Perhaps she could ask a fellow sister...? I mean, she could ask Hikari too, but Asuka may not like that.
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I am going to make use of her, but it'll be nothing major. As I've said, feel free to PM me on the matter.
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Right then!
Today is Monday, and I have 1600 words all for you my dear readers. It's one of the shorter updates, but I didn't really have much to cover. Anyways, onward!
Oh Shinji I am cruel to you...
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1:30pm, central plaza
It seemed like the Seraphim weren't running out of ways to amaze him.
Shinji could feel his mind contort in on itself as he beheld a giant diamond hovering roughly a kilometre away simply exist.
Just what the hell are these things?
Owing to the surprising speed of the Seraph, evacuations weren't complete yet, so there were still dozens, perhaps hundreds of civilians running around his feet, all in a panic to get to safety. Men, women, and children. Old, young, and weak.
Once more, they were relying on him.
How bad must things be if the world has to depend on me again?
Suddenly, there was a little flash of light on the edge of the Seraph. He squinted to see it, realising it was getting brighter and brighter with each passing moment.
Shit, shit, shit, shit! His subconscious began to desperately try and reach for the control sticks, but he wouldn't let it.
No, I'm not losing control. I'll wait for orders...
"Alright, Shinji-kun, we're sending up a pallet rifle for you. You'll get it, you'll close to range and you will kill that thin-" Misato's said, before the sound of Lieutenant Ibuki yelling "Energy spike detected!" interrupted.
The boy felt his blood run cold at those words, seeing that glinting on the Seraph not disappearing...and pointing at him.
There were some mutters of "oh Spirits" in the background, before Misato's voice drowned them out.
"Shinji move!"
Too late.
Unit 01's A-T field flashed protectively for a few insignificant moments as it was struck by invisible energy, only to be overwhelmed with ease. Then there was nothing but pain and screaming for Shinji.
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Ramiel had patiently waited for her prey to move, despite being quite sure the purple titan wasn't so much as exercising a muscle anytime soon.
Do you have a death wish, Voor?
Her original shot was meant to cripple her foe, but with all the extra time given it was nothing short of a kill shot now. Nothing short of what she brought down "Llaa Tsreitf" with all those years ago.
Her concentrated energy blast cut straight through the enemy wall of light like a knife through butter.
This is no hunt...this is target practice...
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Every one of his senses were on fire. It seemed as if his very lungs and heart were melting, and at any second he would scream up the liquefied and bubbling remains of his vital organs.
Not only that, but Ramiel's beam was getting in quite close proximity to him, therefore the plug itself was heating up fast. Yet even with alarms blaring and desperate attempts at communication from the combat bridge, the only thing Shinji could hear was his own screaming.
He was going to die in here.
The confidence he'd possessed earlier had vanished, now there was only a sixteen year old boy begging whatever deity was listening to make the pain stop. And then the final layer of armour failed.
"Father help me!" Were he not in some of the worst pain any human being has ever felt, he may have chastised himself for even thinking such a thing, let alone saying it.
But his contorted in agony mind, was in no position to do that.
Eventually and inevitably the pain was too much for the wimpy young man. His world turned to black, accompanied by a lullaby of his own death screams.
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"Get him out of there, now!" Misato barked, struggling to maintain her cool. For Shinji's cries of anguish were something that got to her unlike anything else.
"Hai, lowering Eva lift!" First Lieutenant Makoto Hyuga quickly attended to the task with diligence and professionalism. As was to be expected of Misato's right hand man.
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The Eva was lowered back into the ground, Ramiel's beam searing the upper part of Unit 01's body as it did so.
Coward.
She let her power fade away, continuing on her current course, carefully keeping an eye on the surrounding area in case her foe reappeared.
Satisfied nothing else was breathing in her immediate vicinity, she took a hovering position over the heart of Tokyo-3. Channelling her energy into the ground below, Ramiel began to burn her way into NERV central.
Towards the thing which prevented the return of her people.
Not long now, my little Rezel, soon you'll play in the green fields like I promised.
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1:33pm, NERV Central, cages.
Misato gripped the safety rail as the plug was withdrawn from Unit 01. The hatch slid open, and there lay Shinji, eyes closed, his body limp.
Quickly, she hurried over to the plug's docking area, where multiple Section 4 and Section 5 personnel were on stand by. By the time the purplehead reached them, her charge was already being lifted onto a hospital bed by a burly Section 3 trooper.
"I—is he okay?" She found herself stammering.
"We've got a pulse but it's faint. We'll get him into a rejuvenation chamber." A Section 5 nurse said quickly, as Shinji's lifeless body was carted off.
The combat operations director stood there for a while, slowly breathing. A few seconds of slow judgement on their part, and he'd nearly died.
Before this, the Impact survivor had only just managed to keep her conscious suppressed on the subject of using a child soldier to fight eldritch abominations. But now, the thought of his cold form inside a rejuvenation chamber, rhythmic heartbeat monitor beeping, was almost too much to bear.
Got to stay focused, for his sake...
New stratagems started to run through her head, as Misato tried to figure out just how the hell NERV would be victorious this time.
This one totalled an Eva in a few seconds, we'll have to take it by surprise somehow. And even if we get Shinji-kun healed in time I don't know if he'll be wanting to pilot Unit 01 again. That means we'll have to send out...
"Lieutenant Colonel?" A whisp of a voice made the battle hardened soldier jump.
For standing directly to her left was Rei.
"Yes, Ayanami-san. What can I do for you?" She felt herself go rigid over being in the mere presence of the animated bag of flesh. Not that Misato hated her, or wished any harm, but she didn't like talking to the ethereal thing. A monstrosity of science that should not exist.
"Permission to be temporarily relieved of duty. I wish to spend some time in the medical ward..." Red eyes stared directly at the doors through which Shinji had disappeared moments ago.
"Permission granted. Just be on alert."
Rei hurried off.
Hurried? The purplehead was truly confused.
Is it...concerned?
"Lieutenant Colonel!" Misato turned to face her out of breath First Lieutenant who had run all the way from the command bridge.
"What is it, Hyuga-san?"
"You...heh...might want to...heh...see this."
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2:30pm, medical ward
"Spirits forgive us." Tenka muttered to himself.
Hoped you'd never have to come in here again, boy. He inwardly sighed, as the beeping which represented the heart-beat of Shinji Ikari echoed around the room.
"Lucky to even be alive, the shock should have been far too much for him..."
This brought back bad memories. He'd prayed he'd never have to treat a child again, not after that dreadful day in the aftermath of Tokyo-2's destruction when he'd had to put that baby girl with fourth degree burns out of her squealing misery.
Damned Tokuajin.
Pushing that aside, he comforted himself with the knowledge that whilst the young man's brain was simulating the pain of burning, his body had at least suffered no damage.
He would heal, but whether or not he'd want to get back into the thing that nearly became his tomb, was another matter.
Tenka stepped away from the rejuvenation tank, rubbing the back of his neck before turning to his guest.
"He's not going to wake up for a few hours, Ayanami-san. Can I get you anything? You'll be here for a while."
"I do not require sustenance for now, Sub Commander." Rei said in her nearly non-existent voice.
I should feel nothing. I was grown, I am a product, a tool, not a living being. The purpose of my existence is to serve the Commander's scenario...so why...
Tenka nodded and returned to monitoring his patient.
Those ruby eyes would continue their silent vigil over Yui Ikari's child for hours to come.
...do I care?
Today is Monday, and I have 1600 words all for you my dear readers. It's one of the shorter updates, but I didn't really have much to cover. Anyways, onward!
Oh Shinji I am cruel to you...
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"It is now, with great and certain confidence, that I can declare total victory over the vile, capitalist State of Japan, and the liberation of the Japanese people!"
Dong Wang, President of the People's Republic of China, and the People's Republics of Asia, August 1st 2005AD.
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1:30pm, central plaza
It seemed like the Seraphim weren't running out of ways to amaze him.
Shinji could feel his mind contort in on itself as he beheld a giant diamond hovering roughly a kilometre away simply exist.
Just what the hell are these things?
Owing to the surprising speed of the Seraph, evacuations weren't complete yet, so there were still dozens, perhaps hundreds of civilians running around his feet, all in a panic to get to safety. Men, women, and children. Old, young, and weak.
Once more, they were relying on him.
How bad must things be if the world has to depend on me again?
Suddenly, there was a little flash of light on the edge of the Seraph. He squinted to see it, realising it was getting brighter and brighter with each passing moment.
Shit, shit, shit, shit! His subconscious began to desperately try and reach for the control sticks, but he wouldn't let it.
No, I'm not losing control. I'll wait for orders...
"Alright, Shinji-kun, we're sending up a pallet rifle for you. You'll get it, you'll close to range and you will kill that thin-" Misato's said, before the sound of Lieutenant Ibuki yelling "Energy spike detected!" interrupted.
The boy felt his blood run cold at those words, seeing that glinting on the Seraph not disappearing...and pointing at him.
There were some mutters of "oh Spirits" in the background, before Misato's voice drowned them out.
"Shinji move!"
Too late.
Unit 01's A-T field flashed protectively for a few insignificant moments as it was struck by invisible energy, only to be overwhelmed with ease. Then there was nothing but pain and screaming for Shinji.
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Ramiel had patiently waited for her prey to move, despite being quite sure the purple titan wasn't so much as exercising a muscle anytime soon.
Do you have a death wish, Voor?
Her original shot was meant to cripple her foe, but with all the extra time given it was nothing short of a kill shot now. Nothing short of what she brought down "Llaa Tsreitf" with all those years ago.
Her concentrated energy blast cut straight through the enemy wall of light like a knife through butter.
This is no hunt...this is target practice...
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Every one of his senses were on fire. It seemed as if his very lungs and heart were melting, and at any second he would scream up the liquefied and bubbling remains of his vital organs.
Not only that, but Ramiel's beam was getting in quite close proximity to him, therefore the plug itself was heating up fast. Yet even with alarms blaring and desperate attempts at communication from the combat bridge, the only thing Shinji could hear was his own screaming.
He was going to die in here.
The confidence he'd possessed earlier had vanished, now there was only a sixteen year old boy begging whatever deity was listening to make the pain stop. And then the final layer of armour failed.
"Father help me!" Were he not in some of the worst pain any human being has ever felt, he may have chastised himself for even thinking such a thing, let alone saying it.
But his contorted in agony mind, was in no position to do that.
Eventually and inevitably the pain was too much for the wimpy young man. His world turned to black, accompanied by a lullaby of his own death screams.
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"Get him out of there, now!" Misato barked, struggling to maintain her cool. For Shinji's cries of anguish were something that got to her unlike anything else.
"Hai, lowering Eva lift!" First Lieutenant Makoto Hyuga quickly attended to the task with diligence and professionalism. As was to be expected of Misato's right hand man.
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The Eva was lowered back into the ground, Ramiel's beam searing the upper part of Unit 01's body as it did so.
Coward.
She let her power fade away, continuing on her current course, carefully keeping an eye on the surrounding area in case her foe reappeared.
Satisfied nothing else was breathing in her immediate vicinity, she took a hovering position over the heart of Tokyo-3. Channelling her energy into the ground below, Ramiel began to burn her way into NERV central.
Towards the thing which prevented the return of her people.
Not long now, my little Rezel, soon you'll play in the green fields like I promised.
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1:33pm, NERV Central, cages.
Misato gripped the safety rail as the plug was withdrawn from Unit 01. The hatch slid open, and there lay Shinji, eyes closed, his body limp.
Quickly, she hurried over to the plug's docking area, where multiple Section 4 and Section 5 personnel were on stand by. By the time the purplehead reached them, her charge was already being lifted onto a hospital bed by a burly Section 3 trooper.
"I—is he okay?" She found herself stammering.
"We've got a pulse but it's faint. We'll get him into a rejuvenation chamber." A Section 5 nurse said quickly, as Shinji's lifeless body was carted off.
The combat operations director stood there for a while, slowly breathing. A few seconds of slow judgement on their part, and he'd nearly died.
Before this, the Impact survivor had only just managed to keep her conscious suppressed on the subject of using a child soldier to fight eldritch abominations. But now, the thought of his cold form inside a rejuvenation chamber, rhythmic heartbeat monitor beeping, was almost too much to bear.
Got to stay focused, for his sake...
New stratagems started to run through her head, as Misato tried to figure out just how the hell NERV would be victorious this time.
This one totalled an Eva in a few seconds, we'll have to take it by surprise somehow. And even if we get Shinji-kun healed in time I don't know if he'll be wanting to pilot Unit 01 again. That means we'll have to send out...
"Lieutenant Colonel?" A whisp of a voice made the battle hardened soldier jump.
For standing directly to her left was Rei.
"Yes, Ayanami-san. What can I do for you?" She felt herself go rigid over being in the mere presence of the animated bag of flesh. Not that Misato hated her, or wished any harm, but she didn't like talking to the ethereal thing. A monstrosity of science that should not exist.
"Permission to be temporarily relieved of duty. I wish to spend some time in the medical ward..." Red eyes stared directly at the doors through which Shinji had disappeared moments ago.
"Permission granted. Just be on alert."
Rei hurried off.
Hurried? The purplehead was truly confused.
Is it...concerned?
"Lieutenant Colonel!" Misato turned to face her out of breath First Lieutenant who had run all the way from the command bridge.
"What is it, Hyuga-san?"
"You...heh...might want to...heh...see this."
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2:30pm, medical ward
"Spirits forgive us." Tenka muttered to himself.
Hoped you'd never have to come in here again, boy. He inwardly sighed, as the beeping which represented the heart-beat of Shinji Ikari echoed around the room.
"Lucky to even be alive, the shock should have been far too much for him..."
This brought back bad memories. He'd prayed he'd never have to treat a child again, not after that dreadful day in the aftermath of Tokyo-2's destruction when he'd had to put that baby girl with fourth degree burns out of her squealing misery.
Damned Tokuajin.
Pushing that aside, he comforted himself with the knowledge that whilst the young man's brain was simulating the pain of burning, his body had at least suffered no damage.
He would heal, but whether or not he'd want to get back into the thing that nearly became his tomb, was another matter.
Tenka stepped away from the rejuvenation tank, rubbing the back of his neck before turning to his guest.
"He's not going to wake up for a few hours, Ayanami-san. Can I get you anything? You'll be here for a while."
"I do not require sustenance for now, Sub Commander." Rei said in her nearly non-existent voice.
I should feel nothing. I was grown, I am a product, a tool, not a living being. The purpose of my existence is to serve the Commander's scenario...so why...
Tenka nodded and returned to monitoring his patient.
Those ruby eyes would continue their silent vigil over Yui Ikari's child for hours to come.
...do I care?
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S***.
War, war never changes.
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The beginning of the end for Gendo?
Chapter 5.2
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Right then, owing to my latest disagreement with the peeps on the "Advice and Trust" board, I now find myself with a desire to post some more of my stuff. And, fortunately, I have 2200 delicious words for you all. So, posting much earlier than usual, here is the next segment.
Plans are about to be made...
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2:40pm, NERV Central command bridge
"How long?" Misato stared at the display of NERV's failing armour layers with her arms folded.
"Twelve hours...maybe fourteen if we're lucky?" Makoto said despairingly.
The silence on the bridge was deathly, as every single staff member immediately dwelt on their mortality.
Save for Commander Ikari, where none where sure about what went on in his mind. She herself could only feel shocked at how he'd reacted to his only child's very near death screams.
With a face and heart unmoving as stone.
Ritsuko meanwhile, took another look at the screen, tsked, then lit another cigarette.
First Lieutenant Shigeru Aoba muttered the words "well isn't that just fucking perfect" before returning to typing on his keyboard.
The purplehead massaged her eyes, sighing.
"Get every bit of intel we have together. This is going to be a long brainstorm..." she turned away from the display and walked off, calling out "briefing room, fifteen minutes."
Why can't anything, ever, be simple? Her subconscious grumbled.
They'd been screwed.
Royally screwed.
Whilst they still did have an active Eva in reserve, it would be obliterated if it was deployed against the Seraph right now. Not to mention Unit 00 was antiquated compared to the more recent models, such as 02 and 03, with even 01 itself being far superior in terms of combat.
Oh why the hell can't they be here now? Misato cursed the Evas and their ability to wreck air travel. Their impossibly strong A-T fields interfered with those of the things that could carry them, namely FCVs, which would cause them to plummet into the ground and explode into a million fragments of failure and wasted money.
So they had to be transported via land or sea.
Various section members saluted as she strode past in her red uniform, giving quick nods of acknowledgement in return.
Arriving at the room, she opened the door and walked in, taking in the dark, dull and metal atmosphere of this large cuboid. There was no difference of any kind, just drab and grey.
Pulling out a seat for herself, Misato sat down and ran a hand through her hair.
How the fuck are we going to get out of this one?
She leaned back, crossing her legs and arms, closing her eyes so as to devout her whole cranial capacity to the formation of a plan.
Exactly ten minutes later, the relevant staff filed in, taking their respective seats. Some cast a quick eye over the Lieutenant Colonel who appeared to be asleep, but the slow opening of her brown eyes, coming out of a deep meditation, caused them to look away.
"Is this every-" She had to stop mid sentence when Commander Ikari and Vice Commander Fuyutsuki walked through. As in, the old man walked, whilst Gendo almost glided.
Probably on the winds of bastardry...Misato mused, then turned her mind to the problem at hand.
"Right, that thing basically sliced through one of the most powerful A-T fields ever created like a machete through A4 paper. How do we kill it?"
"We don't know." Makoto shrugged.
"Well tell me what you do know." The combat operations director felt her patience be stretched. It was bad enough they'd known the monster was coming, even worse that it had very nearly killed her charge, and could sit pretentiously directly above them without the forces of humanity being able to lift a finger to stop it.
Ritsuko took one last puff of her cigarette, shaking the smoke away.
"From what we can tell the Seraphim can detect energy. How, we don't know, but this one is different. It doesn't just sense things from over a mile away, it folds its A-T field into the most powerful energy beam ever recorded-"
"How do you know it can do that from a mile away? It was much closer than that when it took out Unit 01..." Misato's words melted away as an awkward silence fell upon the room.
"What have I missed?"
Maya coughed, then replied.
"Well, Lieutenant Colonel, whilst you were gone the HIJMS Kenshin attempted to make an attack run on the 6th Seraph...it was obliterated before it even got within seventeen-hundred metres of it. All hands were lost..." Her shoulders slumped. Maya hated seeing people get hurt.
Let alone die.
How many more good people do we have to lose before we rid ourselves of this plague. Misato's subconscious snarled.
"Why don't we coordinate with the fleet? They hit it with positronic bombardment, then we rush Unit 00 in to finish the job?"
Ritsuko chuckled at that, before gently nudging her apprentice. Maya gulped nervously.
"Our scans indicate the Seraph's blast does have a cool down, but it's only a matter of seconds. Not only that, but Seraphim have shrugged off positronic bombardment before. And with this one..." she went quiet for a moment, as if accepting doom.
"Nothing would ever get close enough to kill it up front."
Misato tapped her finger for a while, thinking.
"Then we need to find a way to scramble its senses. I'm guessing an EMP wouldn't work?"
"No...but..." Ritsuko frowned in concentration.
"But?"
"Perhaps, Subject Creatrix could be used for that..."
"It could." Gendo's voice caused everyone to turn in his direction.
"The power it wields is beyond our imagination. I believe it certainly could be used to mask an operation, perhaps even blind our enemy. But to do what, Lieutenant Colonel?"
Chills went down her spine as the bastard king's eyes seared her soul. It was good to have his attention and involvement, but she didn't want to be under his gaze for too long.
"I was thinking, Commander, that perhaps we could mount a ranged assault on the 6th Seraph. Tenka-sensei informs me that Shinji-kun will be conscious again soon enough, which means we should be able to field two Evangelions."
"Even if we could do that...we don't have a weapon capable of cutting though a Seraph's A-T field. In the past, Evas had to get close to neutralise one. We can't do that here. It's almost impossible..." Makoto nervously fiddled with his papers, desperate to avoid his superior officer's ire.
Which he somehow managed.
"It may be almost impossible...but it's the best we've got." Misato leaned back in her seat and sighed.
A quiet cough caused a silence of the grave to fall upon the world.
"Actually, Lieutenant Colonel..." Gendo said with a hint of a smile.
"It may not be almost impossible after all..."
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3:00pm, Fukoaka, Defence Board Headquarters, General's office
This day was awful.
Not only had a Seraph taken out the "weapon with which our people will survive" in one shot, but it had also obliterated yet another precious Susanoo, was now hovering over the capital city and blasting its way into NERV Central, and Parliament and the Emperor himself were trapped there. This nightmare scenario was worsened by NERV demanding that Japan hand over its latest top secret weapon. A weapon the damned organization really shouldn't have known about.
"How...did you even find out about it?" General Motichka massaged her eye-lids as the hologram of Gendo Ikari stared pretentiously at her.
Within her simple office, it's only distinguishing features being the flags at her sides and a painting of the battle of Osaka on the wall , Chiso felt immensely annoyed that even here the bastard king deigned to command her.
"I have my resources...now, will you be willing to relinquish it, or must I get the UN to put through a requisition order?" He put bluntly.
Motichka clenched her fist and took a deep breath.
"You enjoy provoking me don't you?"
Gendo remained silent.
The General explosively sighed, then ran a hand through her short brown hair.
"Even if I did give it to you...we haven't even powered it up yet, let alone fired it. The damn thing might just do more damage than a Seraph ever could if it malfunctions."
"The Positron Rifle was designed to knock FCVs from the heavens. With some extra modifications, I believe it may be the only ranged weapon capable of getting through a Seraph's A-T field."
The bastard always gets what he wants...Motichka inwardly snarled, but slowly nodded her head.
"Very well. I see we have no choice. Although I struggle to think how we might transport it to NERV Central, especially with the air space locked down."
"We shall take care of it."
Chiso really couldn't tell what thoughts resided behind those glasses, and to be frank she didn't want to.
It was unfathomable to her, how many women found this pompous man attractive. How two generations of Akagis had fallen under his sway and had been destroyed, was beyond her.
Stupid whores...total disgraces to the home islands.
To be frank the only thoughts Gendo's face summoned for her, was the sweet idea of shoving a Hitokuchi into his forehead and pulling the trigger.
One day Ikari, one day.
"But how...oh never mind. Well, do you need me for anything else, Commander?" The General said sardonically.
"No, I have no further use for you. You are dismissed." The hologram faded, finally leaving Motichka to slam her fist down on the table.
"Damned upstart! Just who the hell does he think he is!?" She stormed around her office, venting all the rage and hate she felt for this man who had her country wrapped around his little finger, terrifying the Guards standing just outside the door.
Eventually calming down, Motichka flopped back into her chair, and began pressing the buttons on her touch screen phone to contact "Site Ieyasu," to inform them the fruits of their labour were now to be snatched away.
All that hard work...it would have made Japan impractical to attack from the air...damned NERV...damned Seraphim...
Her eyebrows narrowed.
One day Ikari, the UN won't be around to protect you. And on that day I will be waiting.
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5:00pm, NERV Central
"I can't believe he managed it..." Misato whispered as she walked through one of NERV's many corridors, specifically the one which would lead to the outer VTOL pad where a JSA Kaze waited to take her to Site Ieyasu. The government's top secret weapons testing and development facility. A place she imagined the Defence Board were reluctant to allow them in.
The Commander, through some miracle, had managed to convince the JSA to work with them. Despite all the misgivings the armed forces of Japan had for NERV, they had agreed to put that aside for now.
A common enemy brings everyone together in the end I suppose...
Her thoughts were distracted by her phone ringing however. Pulling it out of her pocket, Misato froze upon seeing the name Tenka flash up.
Shinji-kun...
Pressing the answer button, she held the phone to her ear.
"Tenka-sensei, what is it?"
"Ikari-san is out of the rejuvenation chamber. He'll be regaining consciousness in a matter of minutes."
Misato breathed a sigh of relief before asking the question she really wanted to ask.
"How is he?"
"Physically he's fine but..."
"But?"
The doctor sighed.
"You must understand that he is first and foremost, a child. Considering what is to be asked of him, and what has already been asked of him, I severely doubt he will Pilot Unit 01 again. I believe it very likely he's been traumatised by his previous action."
The silence hung on the phone, the purplehead reaching the open air VTOL pad in the meantime, engines of her transport slowly firing up.
"Just...just keep him there until I get back alright. I'll figure something out..." She trailed off and hit the end call button.
Shinji-kun, don't give up. We need you now...more than ever...all of us...
She slipped the phone back into her trouser pocket and boarded the Kaze, doors sliding shut behind her. The VTOL roared as it took off, swiftly screaming into the heavens and increasing its distance from the Seraph which could annihilate it in seconds. Fortunately, they were far out of range.
Or unbeknown to them, Ramiel took no interest. For why should a hunter be bothered by a fly?
Having strapped herself in, Misato leaned her head into the headrest, eyes closing as she exhaled through her nose.
Always hated flying...
Lacing her fingers together, the thirty year old decided to sleep through the half an hour long flight, her thoughts dwelling on the young man whom she'd come to care about lying in a chamber filled with LCL.
How the hell am I getting you back inside that plug... her eyebrows knitted together suddenly.
We need to destroy the Seraphim at any cost...so why don't I want him to be a part of all this anymore?
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Well, that's that. I'm still working on the next segment which will probably finished during next week, so that should be something nice for you all.
Until then!
Plans are about to be made...
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2:40pm, NERV Central command bridge
"How long?" Misato stared at the display of NERV's failing armour layers with her arms folded.
"Twelve hours...maybe fourteen if we're lucky?" Makoto said despairingly.
The silence on the bridge was deathly, as every single staff member immediately dwelt on their mortality.
Save for Commander Ikari, where none where sure about what went on in his mind. She herself could only feel shocked at how he'd reacted to his only child's very near death screams.
With a face and heart unmoving as stone.
Ritsuko meanwhile, took another look at the screen, tsked, then lit another cigarette.
First Lieutenant Shigeru Aoba muttered the words "well isn't that just fucking perfect" before returning to typing on his keyboard.
The purplehead massaged her eyes, sighing.
"Get every bit of intel we have together. This is going to be a long brainstorm..." she turned away from the display and walked off, calling out "briefing room, fifteen minutes."
Why can't anything, ever, be simple? Her subconscious grumbled.
They'd been screwed.
Royally screwed.
Whilst they still did have an active Eva in reserve, it would be obliterated if it was deployed against the Seraph right now. Not to mention Unit 00 was antiquated compared to the more recent models, such as 02 and 03, with even 01 itself being far superior in terms of combat.
Oh why the hell can't they be here now? Misato cursed the Evas and their ability to wreck air travel. Their impossibly strong A-T fields interfered with those of the things that could carry them, namely FCVs, which would cause them to plummet into the ground and explode into a million fragments of failure and wasted money.
So they had to be transported via land or sea.
Various section members saluted as she strode past in her red uniform, giving quick nods of acknowledgement in return.
Arriving at the room, she opened the door and walked in, taking in the dark, dull and metal atmosphere of this large cuboid. There was no difference of any kind, just drab and grey.
Pulling out a seat for herself, Misato sat down and ran a hand through her hair.
How the fuck are we going to get out of this one?
She leaned back, crossing her legs and arms, closing her eyes so as to devout her whole cranial capacity to the formation of a plan.
Exactly ten minutes later, the relevant staff filed in, taking their respective seats. Some cast a quick eye over the Lieutenant Colonel who appeared to be asleep, but the slow opening of her brown eyes, coming out of a deep meditation, caused them to look away.
"Is this every-" She had to stop mid sentence when Commander Ikari and Vice Commander Fuyutsuki walked through. As in, the old man walked, whilst Gendo almost glided.
Probably on the winds of bastardry...Misato mused, then turned her mind to the problem at hand.
"Right, that thing basically sliced through one of the most powerful A-T fields ever created like a machete through A4 paper. How do we kill it?"
"We don't know." Makoto shrugged.
"Well tell me what you do know." The combat operations director felt her patience be stretched. It was bad enough they'd known the monster was coming, even worse that it had very nearly killed her charge, and could sit pretentiously directly above them without the forces of humanity being able to lift a finger to stop it.
Ritsuko took one last puff of her cigarette, shaking the smoke away.
"From what we can tell the Seraphim can detect energy. How, we don't know, but this one is different. It doesn't just sense things from over a mile away, it folds its A-T field into the most powerful energy beam ever recorded-"
"How do you know it can do that from a mile away? It was much closer than that when it took out Unit 01..." Misato's words melted away as an awkward silence fell upon the room.
"What have I missed?"
Maya coughed, then replied.
"Well, Lieutenant Colonel, whilst you were gone the HIJMS Kenshin attempted to make an attack run on the 6th Seraph...it was obliterated before it even got within seventeen-hundred metres of it. All hands were lost..." Her shoulders slumped. Maya hated seeing people get hurt.
Let alone die.
How many more good people do we have to lose before we rid ourselves of this plague. Misato's subconscious snarled.
"Why don't we coordinate with the fleet? They hit it with positronic bombardment, then we rush Unit 00 in to finish the job?"
Ritsuko chuckled at that, before gently nudging her apprentice. Maya gulped nervously.
"Our scans indicate the Seraph's blast does have a cool down, but it's only a matter of seconds. Not only that, but Seraphim have shrugged off positronic bombardment before. And with this one..." she went quiet for a moment, as if accepting doom.
"Nothing would ever get close enough to kill it up front."
Misato tapped her finger for a while, thinking.
"Then we need to find a way to scramble its senses. I'm guessing an EMP wouldn't work?"
"No...but..." Ritsuko frowned in concentration.
"But?"
"Perhaps, Subject Creatrix could be used for that..."
"It could." Gendo's voice caused everyone to turn in his direction.
"The power it wields is beyond our imagination. I believe it certainly could be used to mask an operation, perhaps even blind our enemy. But to do what, Lieutenant Colonel?"
Chills went down her spine as the bastard king's eyes seared her soul. It was good to have his attention and involvement, but she didn't want to be under his gaze for too long.
"I was thinking, Commander, that perhaps we could mount a ranged assault on the 6th Seraph. Tenka-sensei informs me that Shinji-kun will be conscious again soon enough, which means we should be able to field two Evangelions."
"Even if we could do that...we don't have a weapon capable of cutting though a Seraph's A-T field. In the past, Evas had to get close to neutralise one. We can't do that here. It's almost impossible..." Makoto nervously fiddled with his papers, desperate to avoid his superior officer's ire.
Which he somehow managed.
"It may be almost impossible...but it's the best we've got." Misato leaned back in her seat and sighed.
A quiet cough caused a silence of the grave to fall upon the world.
"Actually, Lieutenant Colonel..." Gendo said with a hint of a smile.
"It may not be almost impossible after all..."
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3:00pm, Fukoaka, Defence Board Headquarters, General's office
This day was awful.
Not only had a Seraph taken out the "weapon with which our people will survive" in one shot, but it had also obliterated yet another precious Susanoo, was now hovering over the capital city and blasting its way into NERV Central, and Parliament and the Emperor himself were trapped there. This nightmare scenario was worsened by NERV demanding that Japan hand over its latest top secret weapon. A weapon the damned organization really shouldn't have known about.
"How...did you even find out about it?" General Motichka massaged her eye-lids as the hologram of Gendo Ikari stared pretentiously at her.
Within her simple office, it's only distinguishing features being the flags at her sides and a painting of the battle of Osaka on the wall , Chiso felt immensely annoyed that even here the bastard king deigned to command her.
"I have my resources...now, will you be willing to relinquish it, or must I get the UN to put through a requisition order?" He put bluntly.
Motichka clenched her fist and took a deep breath.
"You enjoy provoking me don't you?"
Gendo remained silent.
The General explosively sighed, then ran a hand through her short brown hair.
"Even if I did give it to you...we haven't even powered it up yet, let alone fired it. The damn thing might just do more damage than a Seraph ever could if it malfunctions."
"The Positron Rifle was designed to knock FCVs from the heavens. With some extra modifications, I believe it may be the only ranged weapon capable of getting through a Seraph's A-T field."
The bastard always gets what he wants...Motichka inwardly snarled, but slowly nodded her head.
"Very well. I see we have no choice. Although I struggle to think how we might transport it to NERV Central, especially with the air space locked down."
"We shall take care of it."
Chiso really couldn't tell what thoughts resided behind those glasses, and to be frank she didn't want to.
It was unfathomable to her, how many women found this pompous man attractive. How two generations of Akagis had fallen under his sway and had been destroyed, was beyond her.
Stupid whores...total disgraces to the home islands.
To be frank the only thoughts Gendo's face summoned for her, was the sweet idea of shoving a Hitokuchi into his forehead and pulling the trigger.
One day Ikari, one day.
"But how...oh never mind. Well, do you need me for anything else, Commander?" The General said sardonically.
"No, I have no further use for you. You are dismissed." The hologram faded, finally leaving Motichka to slam her fist down on the table.
"Damned upstart! Just who the hell does he think he is!?" She stormed around her office, venting all the rage and hate she felt for this man who had her country wrapped around his little finger, terrifying the Guards standing just outside the door.
Eventually calming down, Motichka flopped back into her chair, and began pressing the buttons on her touch screen phone to contact "Site Ieyasu," to inform them the fruits of their labour were now to be snatched away.
All that hard work...it would have made Japan impractical to attack from the air...damned NERV...damned Seraphim...
Her eyebrows narrowed.
One day Ikari, the UN won't be around to protect you. And on that day I will be waiting.
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5:00pm, NERV Central
"I can't believe he managed it..." Misato whispered as she walked through one of NERV's many corridors, specifically the one which would lead to the outer VTOL pad where a JSA Kaze waited to take her to Site Ieyasu. The government's top secret weapons testing and development facility. A place she imagined the Defence Board were reluctant to allow them in.
The Commander, through some miracle, had managed to convince the JSA to work with them. Despite all the misgivings the armed forces of Japan had for NERV, they had agreed to put that aside for now.
A common enemy brings everyone together in the end I suppose...
Her thoughts were distracted by her phone ringing however. Pulling it out of her pocket, Misato froze upon seeing the name Tenka flash up.
Shinji-kun...
Pressing the answer button, she held the phone to her ear.
"Tenka-sensei, what is it?"
"Ikari-san is out of the rejuvenation chamber. He'll be regaining consciousness in a matter of minutes."
Misato breathed a sigh of relief before asking the question she really wanted to ask.
"How is he?"
"Physically he's fine but..."
"But?"
The doctor sighed.
"You must understand that he is first and foremost, a child. Considering what is to be asked of him, and what has already been asked of him, I severely doubt he will Pilot Unit 01 again. I believe it very likely he's been traumatised by his previous action."
The silence hung on the phone, the purplehead reaching the open air VTOL pad in the meantime, engines of her transport slowly firing up.
"Just...just keep him there until I get back alright. I'll figure something out..." She trailed off and hit the end call button.
Shinji-kun, don't give up. We need you now...more than ever...all of us...
She slipped the phone back into her trouser pocket and boarded the Kaze, doors sliding shut behind her. The VTOL roared as it took off, swiftly screaming into the heavens and increasing its distance from the Seraph which could annihilate it in seconds. Fortunately, they were far out of range.
Or unbeknown to them, Ramiel took no interest. For why should a hunter be bothered by a fly?
Having strapped herself in, Misato leaned her head into the headrest, eyes closing as she exhaled through her nose.
Always hated flying...
Lacing her fingers together, the thirty year old decided to sleep through the half an hour long flight, her thoughts dwelling on the young man whom she'd come to care about lying in a chamber filled with LCL.
How the hell am I getting you back inside that plug... her eyebrows knitted together suddenly.
We need to destroy the Seraphim at any cost...so why don't I want him to be a part of all this anymore?
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Well, that's that. I'm still working on the next segment which will probably finished during next week, so that should be something nice for you all.
Until then!
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- Location
- SDAT Mixtape
I honestly doubt that - this Gendo seems as ruthless as the Manga!Gendo, so you'll have Third Impact to worry about first and foremost.
A nice setting chapter, overall. I wonder if any of the reinforcements are actually arriving in time...
Lord Sovereign
The Emperor of shitty fanfic
- Location
- England
On no, the other Evas are weeks away. NERV's got to deal with this by themselves...god help us all.
Not to mention that as for this Gendo...he isn't just ruthless, he is down right twisted and malicious...
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Turing Decidable
𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕗
- Location
- Belgium
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Something tells me she will personally lead the assault on NERV once SEELE gives the order.