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 Posted: Mon Apr 01, 2013 8:24 pm
Profiles
Name: Keita
Age: 19
Gender: male
Personality: Keita is a quet and serious young man who believes that with some sweat and elbow grease anything can be accomlished. He is very dedicated to his job though is not very close with the other macanics, he believes the gundums hold the souls of their pilots and therefore are living things. Keita is respectful when he speaks even if it is a rare occurance. Youngest macanic in his devision, his co-workers would describe him as a good kid with drive.
Sexuality: Questioning
Mobile Suit: N/A does moble suit matenience
Favorite Handheld Weapons: his wrench and the pocket knife his dad left him
Faction They Work For: United Alliance
History: Keita learned his skills from his dear father, he is unsure of what exactly became of his mother, all his father would tell him was that she was an other victim of the war. Keita idolised his father who was passionate about his job and had strong core values, keita has always aimed to be just like his father who died from what the higher-ups called a 'slip of the hand' and has never truely forgiven their carelessness.
Appearance:
Name: X13A-OZ01830 aka Buchai/Xia
Age: 17
Gender: male
Personality: Dual. Sweet, clumsy/Cruel, calculating
Sexual Preference: doesn’t have one, is a virgin
Mobile Suit: Zero-01
Favorite Handheld Weapons: Compact 9mm smith an wesson
Faction They Work For: United Alliance
History: X13A was a genetic experiment, created with the hopes of a developing a super soldier. The experiment was only half successful, the experiment suffered from dual personalities, one personality was exactly what they wanted; cold, calculating, intelligent, fast reflexes and more, they called him Xia (she-a), the other half and unfortunately the dominate was sweet, caring, clumsy, and naive, they called him Buchai, however Buchair eventually learned to pilot a variety of mobile suits, however his temperament was not that of a fighter. Luckily the other half took over whenever the fighting became serious, relieving his other half of the responsibility and stress of the battle. There was one down side, the serious half didn’t always take over, somethings it was always the sweet one trying to fight a man’s battle.
Appearance: GOLD EYES (due to genetic alterations) BLACK almost BLUE hair (due to genetic alterations)
  
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 8:38 pm
 ☣ Ҫ ɑ ʆ ҽ в ☣===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ❝If it's hard, make sure it's worthy of your effort.❞===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ♪♫
They left us for dead
Forgot what we said
From the start we knew we were broken
This life is a glitch something we should fix
From the start we were ghosts in the machine ♫♪ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== Everyday day was the same old routine but Caleb didn't mind much, he found his daily chores a thing of progress, something worth doing, something that gave him a sense of purpose. It was important. the male got out of bed, woke up on his own every morning at six am, his alarm clock was an internal one. The male didn't run on many hours, about four each night was more than enough for him, he'd trained his body to do so. he got dressed and tucked his freshly washed red rag in his pocket, it was what he used to wipe the grease of his hands after working with the machines. He ate his bland 'meal-in-a-tube' on the go as he came to the holding board, the place all the Gundams were kept when not in use. He was in charge of the mobile suits in section F, for some reason they were the ones that were always banged up the most. Caleb didn't really mind though, he worshiped them. He knew they were not creations of God and he knew that without him they would turn into scrap pieces of metal but still, after a battle he could feel the pilots burning spirit within the machine. The raw emotions that lingered gave the thing life, for Caleb at least and that, to him, was divine. The male pulled out his tool box from under his work station desk and jumped on a lift, his favorite suit had just come in while he was sleeping, the Zero-01. It was his favorite suit because the emotions from it were always the most intense, yet whenever he saw the pilot he usually got the opposite impression from it. Caleb was unsure of the males name, as they never really spoke, although some says the two exchanged a brief wave. Other than pushing out dents and buffering off scratches the hardest and most time consuming part of his job was replacing broken parts and welding together parts to try and save them. He wondered if the pilot would talk to him today as he hopped off the lift onto the machine by the cockpit and readied himself to hand the lift to the tired male coming out. ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠===== ☠ ===== OutOfChores: {{ C": not as long as I thought lol, starter posts suck. }}
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 9:22 pm
Xia blinked as the cockpit open, he was exhausted this last battle had been brutal, normally he would keep control until he slip into sleep this though, Buchai slipped back in awareness, Xia going to sleep inside him. He stumbled out, the physical body still tired even though the mind was fresh. He saw the mechanic for his gundam and smiled. He had always wanted to talk to him about his gundam but Xia was normally in control whenever he was around and with just a few inquires over the suit and its condition he would stalk back off. Though he had been able to poke Xia into waving at him a few times. Buchai waved at Caleb, “Hi Caleb. She is pretty banged up today. You’ll have your work cut out for you,” he said before tripping over the power wires that snaked on the ground ready to be attached to his mobile suit.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 10:09 am
☣ Ҫ ɑ ʆ ҽ в ☣===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ❝If it's hard, make sure it's worthy of your effort.❞===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ♪♫
They left us for dead
Forgot what we said
From the start we knew we were broken
This life is a glitch something we should fix
From the start we were ghosts in the machine ♫♪ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== Caleb nodded his head meekly as the other spoke to him, though he said nothing back it really made his day, he was content on the inside, no need to react beyond that. '.... Wouldn't it be a boy?' he thought the others comment a bit off, the pilot was male, and if the Gundams held the souls of their pilots like he believed... his thoughts were interrupted, there is was again, that intense feeling coming from the cockpit and yet this soft warmth eminating from the pilot. Was is really the person piloting? He couldn't help but wonder. He was just about to hand the lift to the male and start attending to the mobile suit when the pilot stupidly tripped on the wires, thank god Caleb had his reflexes, catching the boy instantly in one arm, thank god he was strong too or they both would have fallen all the way down onto the cement floor. Right away Caleb planted the male firmly on both feet and right against the Gundam. He was frowning, eyes wide and had a beat of sweat on his cheek, he huffed suddenly. "Are you alright?" He asked, his voice deeper and bolder than one would expect, it was strong, firm almost and it didn't waver, even though he was surprised and his heart was racing from the scare. He thought it appropriate to lecture the other but was hesitating, was it alright? This male was his superior, Caleb definitely didn't want to be rude. He was quiet for a while, placing his words in his head before speaking, the male never wasted words, he said what was needed and that was all. "You could have died. We could have died." It might of sounded harsh, He wasn't mad, though anyone else saying it would have been flipping out for sure. It was dangerous what happened, 20, 30 foot fall onto pavement? Had he not been there, or strong enough, they both would have gone down. ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠===== ☠ ===== OutOfChores: {{ Omg I didnt even see this! Would you mind quoting me hun?}}
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 1:13 pm
(i doubt I told u i have posted, sorry!!) Buchai gasped when he tripped but was caught by Caleb’s strong arm, he took a sharp intake of breath when he was pressed against his gundam with Caleb glaring at him. He cringed as he took the scolding from the Mechanic, remember why Xia was always in control whenever they were up there. Bucahi was clumsy, extremely. Xia always made sure to be in control whenever it was deemed a ‘dangerous’ place for Buchai which Xia thought everything was, so they were always arguing about who and when was in control. “I’m sorry Caleb…I guess I am just really tired, I didn’t notice I was so close to the power cables.” Buchai couldn’t help by notice the other male’s closes to him and he was starting to panic, Kai noticed and awake, ‘what the hell Chai?’ he yelled at him, pulling Buchai’s consciousness in and withdrawing. “Back the hell up, Caleb before I punch you over the side,” Kai growled, inside Buchai was banging his fish against him telling him to be nice, that he saved their lives. “We wouldn’t have fallen over the edge just on the cat walk seeming this cat walk does as side rails, even if they are only three feet high. The worse would have been we end up with a few bruises. Don’t over exaggerate."
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 6:32 pm
☣ Ҫ ɑ ʆ ҽ в ☣===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ❝If it's hard, make sure it's worthy of your effort.❞===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ♪♫
They left us for dead
Forgot what we said
From the start we knew we were broken
This life is a glitch something we should fix
From the start we were ghosts in the machine ♫♪ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== Caleb nodded his head meekly as the other spoke to him, though he said nothing back it really made his day, he was content on the inside, no need to react beyond that. '.... Wouldn't it be a boy?' he thought the others comment a bit off, the pilot was male, and if the Gundams held the souls of their pilots like he believed... his thoughts were interrupted, there is was again, that intense feeling coming from the cockpit and yet this soft warmth eminating from the pilot. Was is really the person piloting? He couldn't help but wonder. The males expression sofened slightly thought maybe mot enough for anyone to notice, he always looked to serious and somewhat gloomy. He nodded and took his hands off the boy when he was done apologizing. Caleb understoof full well how tiring piloting a Gundam, even if he'd never done so, he'd been a macanic long enough. All the pilots his father worked for too had the same troubles. He was slightly flattered the other knew his name, he was about to ask for a name inreturn when his gaze was forced back up the the males face, what did he just say?! His eyes had widened for a moment as he looked over his shoulder to the cat walk a little ways down, "The catwalk? Yeah right, if you're extreamly lucky... Gravity is on in here idiot..." he grumbled mentally before looking back at the person in front of him. Everything had changed, the tone of voice, his way of talking, even the way he held himself, this surely was his faorite moble suits pilot! It get his heart racing again, it was kindof exciting, not that Caleb showed any of it physicall. He too a couple steps back and scratched the back of his head, he should respond to that, shouldn't he? Maybe it was rude of him after all "...I was out of line." he didn't say sorry or tell the other he was right, becuase that would be a lie, but he wasn't going to get in an arguement with this guy over it. Caleb was the kind that normally just hushed up and got out of the way when people were pissed off, he found bickering utterly pointless. He felt like he was in the others way now, but couldn't help wanting a few more words out of him, he didn't mind if that required the same out of him if he got his desired end result. "Anywhere need extra attention tody?"he asked glancing up at the beautiful machine before them as he held the lift out to its pilot, still unsure of the males name. Not like it mattered they never talked anyway, today was probably just a rare occurance. ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠===== ☠ ===== OutOfChores: {{ that's okay I was just worried about how long you were waiting for a post poor thing!}} [
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 7:05 pm
(I felt like I was waiting forever!! also just to make sure, your char is Seme riiiiiight? also you posts are amazing long! I need to get in gear!) Xia shifted slightly so he was no longer pinned against the Gundam, he glared at the kid before looking at the damaged mobile suit. Ya today’s battle had been a hell of a fight, MIR, had a large amount of dolls today, they had gotten bad info and lost a quite a few soldiers. Xia thought it was stupid that they should have retreated until they could get the rest of the unit together but no the higher ups said it would be fine because they had a gundam, but they lost more people then they should have. “Ya, the chest plate got pretty beat up and the shield too, it both pieces need to be replaced and it wont be an over nighter either, she’s going to be out of commission for at least two days. That entire plate needs to be removed and the computer mentioned some internal damage underneath so more then likely wiring and braces will need to be replaced as well. The shield is fine cause we have a second one that can be used until this one is fully repair.” He touched the Gundam for a moment, “take good care of her, you always do so don’t slack off. Also once your done pack your stuff, we’re going earth side.” Xia walked away at this point super exhausted and having an internal argument with Buchai.
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2013 7:17 am
☣ Ҫ ɑ ʆ ҽ в ☣===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ❝If it's hard, make sure it's worthy of your effort.❞===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ♪♫
They left us for dead
Forgot what we said
From the start we knew we were broken
This life is a glitch something we should fix
From the start we were ghosts in the machine ♫♪ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== Caleb joined the other in viewing the Gundam, assessing the damage as the other talked it over with him, yeah, it was going to be a real pain in the a** to fix up, yet he loved how strong they were, anything else and it'd be better worth to just trash and bring in a new one. This pilot was obviously fighting most of the battles on his own, but maybe he liked it that way. Caleb wouldn't know, he'd never been on the field, just in he garage, seeing the after math. He'd never forget some of the bloodied pilots that feel out of the cockpits, those that didn't make it back fast enough to be saved. That always drove it home, the fact they were at war, next to the pilots the mechanics felt it most. Caleb could barely stand talking to the civilians, they had no idea what was going on, living so peacefully. Treating the alarm like the earthquake tremors that would happen all the time back in Japan. It made him sick, how they'd just return to normal was it was over, as if no harm was done, as if nothing was wrong. His glance aimed at the male, was he... praising him? Caleb was unaware that the pilot knew he was the only one to ever touch that mobile suit, he almost felt... flattered. His cheeked turned the faintest of pink, his gaze softening for but a moment, 'He loves the Gundam too.' it made him kind of happy. The other pilots always lamed their short comings on the machinery, as if it was impossible for them to have been bested, it was all technical. Caleb actually got in trouble once for punching a pilot that kicked their Suit after a battle, that with the bad mouthing, he just couldn't take it. So what if they knew how to rive it? they had no idea how it worked, how complex and amazing they were. Caleb could pilot, he figured anyone could really, just not as well as some. His attention was caught when he heard about going to earth, "What for?" he asked, hopping into the cockpit and pulling the holster open to check out the wiring. If this was going to get done when he wanted it to he had no time to waste. He would have it done by morning, that was what he promised himself, because the mobile suits seemed so sad when they could not fly for more that a couple of days and who knew when the next battle would be. ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠ ===== ☠===== ☠ ===== OutOfChores: {{ I'm sorry! and he's Seke, I kinda figured Buchai was uke and Xia was seme so he can go eother way depending, hes pretty neutral though. AND THIS IS SMALL FOR ME WHAT HAPPENED TO MY 8 PARAGRAPH POSTS?! *has rage at self*}}
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