Thread: Fight the power!!!(Razgriz and I)

Simon just grinned and rubbed the back of his head he'd been good about most of his anniversaries, but he did forgot a couple of times. This year though, he had prepared something in advance for Nia. Something special, and nothing would make him forget it. But nonetheless, he started to walk off to meet the eccentric engineer onboard their mobile headquarters. The external repairs were going well enough, but the Spiral amplification system was starting to fritz out thankfully, Ron had kept it going well enough so far, but they would need to either scrap some of their own Gunmen or somehow find spare parts through abandoned battlegrounds or surprising hostile patrols. When Nia asked her question about if they might face her father again, Simon seemed quite taken aback it had been some time since she asked that. But he never did really give her a clear answer, did he? I think about it a lot, Nia. And someday we will. But we've had to move slowly and try to visit other villages to see if people might want to join up. We also need to make sure we have everything we need that's why Littner is one of our stops. A futile effort really ever since news of their defeat at the hands of Genome spread, it was near impossible to convince those that heard of it - which was mostly everyone - to want to willingly come along. Simon couldn't blame them for not wanting to risk their family's well being as well as their own, but the fact was they needed more people and supplies before they might even have a shot at the Spiral King...And the non-cooperative attitudes kind of aggravated him. But there was nothing he could do about it, so they just let it go. Eventually, the pair would find Ron tinkering away in the engine room seemed he added a long white coat to his attire today, the surface already streaked with grime. Just as they approached, the flamboyant mechanic exited from a service hatch, wiping his hands on his sleeves. He then noticed the two and smiled, Simon! Nia! How are my little lovebirds today? Don't tell me this handsome boy forgot again...Naughty naughty. Simon flushed and tried to retort, Ron, come on...It's not till tomorrow. But Ron then laughed, replying Oh, Simon...I was just testing you. before patting him on the head and adding, Good boy for remembering though. He then crossed his arms and asked, So, the engine's good to go. We just need to cycle it for a few minutes and we'll be ready to start this train rolling again. Now it was Simon's turn to smile, That's great, Ron. Can't tell how glad I am to have you around, because we'd be up the creek. Ron just giggled and replied, placing a delicate hand to his cheek, Oh, Simon, flattery will get you everywhere. Kittan was at the port-side stern of the ship, silently working on his star-shaped Gunman . Everyone else was busy getting themselves ready for departure, but Kittan had already finished and opted to spend his time in here. The patrol he had with Yoko and the others was relatively uneventful not even a damn mouse stirred in the barren rocks. Even though he worked with dogged determination, those bright blue hues of his seemed...empty. Hollow, even. Like the life was just gone, leaving this husk in its absence. He pulled the goggles off his eyes, having just finished a weld on one of the retractable 'spines' of his machine before climbing down. Dark circles were heavily apparent, evidence of many a sleepless night. Just as he was ready to call it in, he turned as he heard a familiar voice. Yoko... he muttered, then adding in a very neutral tone Well, I finished almost everything else, so I thought I'd fix up some needed patchwork. He then put a hand to his eye and rubbed it, trying to get the sleep out of it. Anyway, was there something you needed? I was about to head to the mess hall and get some food. Wanna come with? he then asked her truth be told, he was feeling a little hungry and some of Old Man Coco's cooking might give him some more energy in case they came across anything.