Rolled 62, 68 = 130 (2d100)
>>6346974>>6347075>>6347186"I have... No fucking clue how we're getting out of this hole." Allan comments to you as you grab the MS' shield from the connection port in its forearm.
"Alright... Grenel Loos, Launching!" You comment away as you drop off the hangar bay's opening "Let's hope the way I carved around still works..."
It evidently still did, if you moved around.
Now, the interference in the colony's subsiding as you made your way out of Morgenroete's ruins.
<span class="mu-i">Enough to notice the trucks outflowing from it, as you widen your eyes</span>.
"Hey, I recognize those storage units! They're from the G-Weapons project!" The AI voice calls out as you held out your breath in panic.
<span class="mu-i">Margellan said there was an unknown model... And accounting this one and all these outgoing ones</span>...
Just how deep and how many did Morgenroete produce-.
"<span class="mu-s">Not!</span>" The Ai suddenly lets out a simulated guffaw as you sweat cold "Should have seen your face! That Cargo's far too small to be anything but-!"
"Don't pull my damn leg, you hear me?!" You yell at it as it quiets down "I'm in a lot of crap right now and I don't need you feeding me-!"
Your complaints go silent as you finally see it.
The trucks stopping along the way as you see it for your own eyes.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">The Strike Gundam... But why is it gray?</span></span>
