>>6347288"First Lieutenant Allan Parsec. I hope you have a plan, Ensign Badgiruel." Allan pulled themselves over to the bridge.
After all, even with the diminished atmosphere, A Moebius couldn't launch within the colony... <span class="mu-i">Even less when they weren't armed or supplied</span>.
"Prepare CIWS for surfacing off the hangar! Nominal countdown to top combat speed!" The woman carried out her orders before staring at her nominal superior sitting down placidly into a CIWS targeting computer "I don't understand... If you're-."
"Zip it." Allan quickly shuts down the train of thought of the captaining woman "I'm a pilot, not a Commander. <span class="mu-i">Not a single word of it.</span> You understand?"
Badgiruel frowned, the rather coarse reply they got bypassing standard military etiquette before focusing ahead.
"<span class="mu-s">Charge Lohengrin cannons for exit.</span>"
Allan blinked twice, looking back at the woman with dubious trepidation at the absolute overkill...
Then again, ZAFT troops could be right outside.
Allan focused on manually aiming CIWS in such a case of that happening, giving one last look at the skeleton crew helming the bridge before focusing... <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">Putting his full trust on Grenel in case everything went south</span></span>.
