Prologue - Aftermath
[X] No. There has to be an explanation for this.
No. There has to be an explanation for this. There is no way that Queen Dianna intended a violent conquest of the Earth. Right?
*
Mr. Heim's funeral is a rushed affair, for there are too many dead in Vicinity to hold a proper ceremony.
The priest delivers a short sermon before he goes back to Vicinity. Sochie reluctantly signs a death certificate and places the first handful of dirt upon Mr. Heim's coffin. You spot Keith as you help the others bury the body of your employer while Sochie cries her eyes out to the side. That idiot. What is he doing here?
A part of you wants to stay with Sochie, but Jessica is taking her to her room, so once you have finished the burial you go after Keith.
*
The two of you end up sitting in the nearby river stripped down to your skivvies.
"You were piloting that Mobile Suit yesterday?"
You nod. "Yeah. It tore itself out of the ground right after the first beam shot."
Keith sighs. "I saw it while helping the boss and Verlaine escape Nocis. You fought that WaDom…I didn't think you knew how to fight that well."
"It was mostly the White Doll." You shoot back. "There is some kind of wireless man-machine element to its controls."
The conversation turns to idle banter, mostly about what will happen now.
"I think it is going to become a war if this keeps on." Keith says. "The Dianna Counter acted as if they were going to shoot everyone and nobody would shoot them, and then you came along and take out three WaDoms. Nobody is going to know what to think anymore."
"Maybe." You mumble. "Keith?"
"Hm?"
"Do you think Queen Dianna approved this?"
"Who knows. It doesn't say anything good about the situation either way." He stands up and begins to dry himself off. "Whatever the case, our mission ended yesterday and I'm done."
You stop yourself from jumping out of the water. "You are leaving the Dianna Counter?"
"Our mission was supposed to last two years, and it was two years yesterday." Keith repeats. "Fran, you, myself…neither of us are part of the Dianna Counter anymore." He takes off his locket, one you learned during your training to contain a picture of Queen Dianna, and tosses it into a bush. "I'm going back to the bakery. You do whatever you want."
And with that he walks off. Judging from the faint Pressure you feel from him, he is a lot less alright with this than he expresses. He also felt guilty for ranting at you, you think. Even with the powers the White Doll gave you it was difficult getting anything from Keith.
*
When you get back to the Heim manor you are ushered into Sochie's room by Jessica. Sochie is lying huddled up under the covers with her back turned to you, staring at the opposite wall.
Her Pressure is a boiling mess, some of which turns on you when she rolls over to face you and retreats further into her blanket so only her eyes peek out.
"Loran?"
"Yes, miss?"
She stares at you for a few seconds before she continues, her Pressure boiling even as it unsteadily reaches out to brush your own.
"When we got into the White Doll and it gave us magic…I saw things. Things about you." Her eyes never leave yours as her Pressure starts to rub itself against you. "And when we were fighting…you knew, didn't you? You know who we fought last night."
Oh, dear…
[] Tell Sochie your story.
[] Deny it.
[] Deflect.
[] Leave.
*
Hours later, you return to where you left the White Doll to check up on it. It is crawling with Militia soldiers when you get there, but you also notice something important:
The White Doll is not actually white at all! It is some shade of light green!
There are two people present that aren't wearing Militia uniforms, an old man and his redheaded assistant. They introduce themselves as Sid Munzer snd Joseph Yaht
"We have been studying the Dark History for several years." Explains Sid. "Lord Guin learned of the planned invasion some time ago, and commissioned us to search for Dark History technologies like this mechanical doll." He raps his knuckles against the White Doll's kneeling form. "Shame we can't get it open. The cockpit is shut tight."
Perhaps disturbingly, the White Doll's cockpit opens the moment you step into its waiting hand. You have just enough time to seat yourself before a Militia officer hands you a letter. "What's this?"
"It is a Letter of Appointment, written by Lord Guin to be delivered to whomever was piloting this mechanical doll." Comes the stiff answer. "Should you accept, you will become a Militia pilot."
[] Accept.
[] You'll need to think about it.
No. There has to be an explanation for this. There is no way that Queen Dianna intended a violent conquest of the Earth. Right?
*
Mr. Heim's funeral is a rushed affair, for there are too many dead in Vicinity to hold a proper ceremony.
The priest delivers a short sermon before he goes back to Vicinity. Sochie reluctantly signs a death certificate and places the first handful of dirt upon Mr. Heim's coffin. You spot Keith as you help the others bury the body of your employer while Sochie cries her eyes out to the side. That idiot. What is he doing here?
A part of you wants to stay with Sochie, but Jessica is taking her to her room, so once you have finished the burial you go after Keith.
*
The two of you end up sitting in the nearby river stripped down to your skivvies.
"You were piloting that Mobile Suit yesterday?"
You nod. "Yeah. It tore itself out of the ground right after the first beam shot."
Keith sighs. "I saw it while helping the boss and Verlaine escape Nocis. You fought that WaDom…I didn't think you knew how to fight that well."
"It was mostly the White Doll." You shoot back. "There is some kind of wireless man-machine element to its controls."
The conversation turns to idle banter, mostly about what will happen now.
"I think it is going to become a war if this keeps on." Keith says. "The Dianna Counter acted as if they were going to shoot everyone and nobody would shoot them, and then you came along and take out three WaDoms. Nobody is going to know what to think anymore."
"Maybe." You mumble. "Keith?"
"Hm?"
"Do you think Queen Dianna approved this?"
"Who knows. It doesn't say anything good about the situation either way." He stands up and begins to dry himself off. "Whatever the case, our mission ended yesterday and I'm done."
You stop yourself from jumping out of the water. "You are leaving the Dianna Counter?"
"Our mission was supposed to last two years, and it was two years yesterday." Keith repeats. "Fran, you, myself…neither of us are part of the Dianna Counter anymore." He takes off his locket, one you learned during your training to contain a picture of Queen Dianna, and tosses it into a bush. "I'm going back to the bakery. You do whatever you want."
And with that he walks off. Judging from the faint Pressure you feel from him, he is a lot less alright with this than he expresses. He also felt guilty for ranting at you, you think. Even with the powers the White Doll gave you it was difficult getting anything from Keith.
*
When you get back to the Heim manor you are ushered into Sochie's room by Jessica. Sochie is lying huddled up under the covers with her back turned to you, staring at the opposite wall.
Her Pressure is a boiling mess, some of which turns on you when she rolls over to face you and retreats further into her blanket so only her eyes peek out.
"Loran?"
"Yes, miss?"
She stares at you for a few seconds before she continues, her Pressure boiling even as it unsteadily reaches out to brush your own.
"When we got into the White Doll and it gave us magic…I saw things. Things about you." Her eyes never leave yours as her Pressure starts to rub itself against you. "And when we were fighting…you knew, didn't you? You know who we fought last night."
Oh, dear…
[] Tell Sochie your story.
[] Deny it.
[] Deflect.
[] Leave.
*
Hours later, you return to where you left the White Doll to check up on it. It is crawling with Militia soldiers when you get there, but you also notice something important:
The White Doll is not actually white at all! It is some shade of light green!
There are two people present that aren't wearing Militia uniforms, an old man and his redheaded assistant. They introduce themselves as Sid Munzer snd Joseph Yaht
"We have been studying the Dark History for several years." Explains Sid. "Lord Guin learned of the planned invasion some time ago, and commissioned us to search for Dark History technologies like this mechanical doll." He raps his knuckles against the White Doll's kneeling form. "Shame we can't get it open. The cockpit is shut tight."
Perhaps disturbingly, the White Doll's cockpit opens the moment you step into its waiting hand. You have just enough time to seat yourself before a Militia officer hands you a letter. "What's this?"
"It is a Letter of Appointment, written by Lord Guin to be delivered to whomever was piloting this mechanical doll." Comes the stiff answer. "Should you accept, you will become a Militia pilot."
[] Accept.
[] You'll need to think about it.