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"Another time then." He would give a small nod as she climbed into the Vysaga. Truly he did want to help her find some semblance of family. Because at least she had that much. He wasn't so fortunate, not anymore. Sighing softly, he'd lean back on the leg of Granveil. They were still awaiting...

Surprisingly, Gideon didn't appear bothered by the fact she just spoke about something that maybe shouldn't be brought to someone she just met. No, Gideon just nodded understandingly at her tale. "I see. Regardless, I will still help in any form that I can, should you allow it." He stated...

"Oh..I see." He seemed to zone out for a slight moment, remembering something about himself that he swore would stay buried. But, as quickly as it came, he shook it off and looked over at her. "Whatever the case, I will help you find him. That is, if you'd have me on that venture. You have my...

"Bit of an odd question. Well, there was one time in my youth I met a boy, about my age who seemed like he wasn't that well off. Though...that was years ago. I cannot say where he is now. But outside of that? To see any Lunarians here is rare in my experience. So I wish I could give a complete...

"Well said. That certainly is one way to look at it." He would nod a little as they conversed about all this. She wasn't so bad when she relaxed. It was nice. "And all it takes is an interest in learning the language. Unfortunately some are much more difficult than others. Like the ones you...

"Ah, there shouldn't be any loss of body parts. Fear not." Gideon said simply as he glanced back over at her. The topic of German interested him. "I've read a handful here and there. Though you're not really missing too much. At least to me personally. As for the suit..." He would sit up a bit...

"Oh this?" He would wiggle his cybernetic fingers a bit as he brought the topic to that in question. "No, it wasn't on purpose actually. During a training exercise, something went wrong and one thing lead to another, which left my arm so battered that there was no choice but to amputate and...

"Simple really. It's to help counter high Gs when flying around at high speeds. I did fly a jet before piloting Granveil here. The suit keeps the blood flowing properly to prevent blackouts. Plus it offer some minor physical enhancement. Though...a part of it is actually my left arm. All...

He would exhale softly. She didn't know him truly enough then. "You have no idea. I am no hotshot that you believe me to be. I fight in the best way I can. I still follow orders, just not those of people who declare themselves terrorists. If you think I am some wildcard some...maniac with no...

He seemed...relatively unmoved by her jabs. He wasn't so sure on what would happen next and would rather not jump to a conclusion. "I wouldn't be so sure there. Depending in how things pan out, that may not be the case at all." He spoke plainly as he looked over at her. "But until that time...

August 29, OE 102 Russian Skies, enroute to Moscow 11:27a.m. The pair had been flying for a couple hours now in more or less total silence, aboard the carrier that would take them the rest of the way as to conserve energy. This sorta thing was the kind that sets Gideon on edge. As such, in...

"Uh huh. Whatever you say " He'd wave it off as he'd climb back up the Granveil and into the cockpit, but not before stopping to look over at her. "You're not too bad when you'renot screaming in my face. I like it." He would slide into the cockpit and get settled in, closing the hatch and...

He seemed unfazed by any and all insults getting lobbed his way. Even the shouting barely did anything. "Okay, first of all, I ran because I was done putting up with my family controlling my every action in everything I did. So, being called a brat isn'tthe first thing I'd say. Secondly...

"Alright alright, damn. No need to get all bothered by formality. My name is Gideon Stroeheim. And you are correct in your assumption. As for this..." He would look up and back at Granveil. "...This, from what I have gathered is a mech or machine. But...strangely not very mechanical. It's...hard...

The Granveil would follow suit. It would kneel down as a hatch on the chest opened. Peeking out was the pilot in question, Gideon. He would hop out and climb down the arm and part of the leg so he could face the Vysaga pilot properly. He was quite tall all things considered. And the suit he...

Gideon would bring up his video feed as well. He has a faceplate covering his mouth that would split and unfold to the sides of his face so he could be seen clearly. "Finally picked that out huh? Yeah, I'll admit that I had to duck out of there because I wasn't about to associate with...

Seeing the way this woman fought...gods, it was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. But he couldn't focus on that now! Now he had a chance to finally finish this thing off. Reigniting the Flame Cutter, Granveil would make a couple hand gestures with its free hand as the blade shimmered and...

"Got it!" Gideon would call back on the comm channel as he quickly backed off, backstepping mid cast to evade the kick and shuriken attack. All he needed was an opportunity to strike... He would keep focusing in the fight st hand, sticking to more of a defensive, keep away strategy. Seems this...

"Tsch! Coward..." Gideon would growl through gritted teeth as the Jinrai slammed down on him and embedded a handful of kunai into his armor. He wouldn't quite get knocked off his feet, but he did get forced to one knee. "And now to deal with this clown..." He winced a bit as he'd get back up...

"Superiors? You never were a superior to me." When he heard the two other Hick being get destroyed, he would allow the Hi-Familiar to return. However it would return to the Graveil in a more...direct approach, it's new path being through the Huckbein that was still functional. Seeing this...