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Subject: Spacestation Hangar


Author:
Naoko
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Date Posted: 18:21:49 03/12/01 Mon
In reply to: Glenn kender 's message, "space station" on 16:56:56 03/12/01 Mon

Naoko leapt off of his mobile suit onto the cold durasteel floor of the spacestation hangar. The emmense room stretched out beyond his sight, holding all kinds of various vehicals and models of starships and the latter. He looked back up at his suit... The designation number shone brilliant silver with the code XXXG-10D2 and etched beneath it was the name "Apocalypse" in blood red letters.
Giving it a grin, he patted the machine...

"Hey hey, another one of our many stops ah Apoc?"

He turned around and made his way towards the station entrance, taking note of the various ships parked in the room.

/...Interesting ships they got here... yet I don't see one other mobile suit in here other than my girl.../

The cold room allowed living and atomosphere due to the barrier shielding that deprived passage of the lethal propertise of empty space to reach the living interior of the open hangar. The hum of the giant megalith power generators below provided a backdrop for the multitude of sounds from yelling people to the whining of machinery littered throughout the busy sector of the station...

He lifted the goggles off of his eyes and set them on his head, while wiping his face with the backside of his gloves. Naoko had entered the main chambers of the station. It was incredible, the hugs vastness of it despite it's small exterior appearance. The place was filled with tapcafs and bars as well as rooms. Reminding him of a hotel located in a major commercialized area on various planets he had visited.

Sighing, he tucked his hands into his pockets and made his way through the sorted amounts of fighters and various citizens that inhabited the station. Locating a tapcaf through the people, he made his way to a seat and sat down.

/...boy... long time since I've gotten out of that suit... feels nice to sit down and relax for a bit.../

He sat there, a long figure at a table amongst the hundreds in the spacestation that hung in the middle of the expansive universe...

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Replies:
Subject Author Date
Re: Spacestation HangarGuile/Triadoi19:01:30 03/12/01 Mon
Re: Spacestation HangarLeon19:13:14 03/12/01 Mon
  • The Bar -- Naoko, 19:40:11 03/12/01 Mon
Re: Spacestation HangarLyn19:41:55 03/12/01 Mon



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