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[Tyrion listened to all of these keenly folding his hands over his knees as he sat down on the floor. His mis-matched eyes were pensive.]

So what happened to everyone else in your cycle? Were they murdered? Sent home? Dropped off on some foreign planet? What about the Atroma, what is their end goal? What do they get from this show of theirs? Why is there no King, or ... what is the word, government that we can ask aid from? Is there no galactic space knights to protect innocent people from the Atroma's machinations?

[A pause, and then.] ....do they own all the planets we travel to?

All of the above? Well, not murdered directly as in someone literally walking up and knifing them in the back, but a lot died during the escape attempt. Some disappeared completely... those of us left guess they were sent home. We're not exactly sure. There aren't a lot of us left. The few times we've hit Atroma through you guys, there's been some occasional retaliation. When the Marsiva shot off that canon, it took out a good portion of our group.

[He sighed.]

There's no real intergalactic body to oversee all this stuff. And, from what we've found, it looks like the show used be voluntary. But an issue with getting people who wanted to be on the show cropped up, so Atroma took things into their own hands to get passengers and contestants. We haven't figured out the end goal, yet.

[Duo shook his head.]

We don't really know if they own them all. That one passenger... Shiro? He kept us updated. Said you guys found a planet that had been some failed terraforming experiment. Maybe they are owned, maybe not. And don't even get me started on what the deal is with those singing planets. All the weird energy and stuff is definitely outside my league.

[Tyrion sighed then, wandering around Duo's dream room for a moment. Glowering at the screen where the girl was - the angry one.]

Well, a few more questions answered and about a dozen more crop up. Seven, what I wouldn't give to get my hands on some sort of tome on the Lords of Atroma themselves.

You and me both, buddy.

[Duo gave Tyrion a weak and understanding smile.

The girl on the screen was definitely talking, but it was muted for now. Though, if Tyrion were to figure out how to turn the volume on, he'd hear what she was saying.]

[Tyrion moved forward to touch the screen, to see if he could turn up the volume.]

We are looking for answers always, though, aren't we?

Seems that way.

[Normally, the TV in question wouldn't have reacted to a screen touch, but this was calibrations and a dream world. It worked... But she was still talking with her speech about the colonies and gifts her father had given her for the people. But something about it slowly changed. The girl morphed out of her military clothes and into civilian ones. And she seemed to now be in the care of a woman with brown hair. Both looked like they had seen some rough times, but they were content. Clearly, the girl had been reformed.]

She wasn't so bad after all. [Duo was watching it as well.] Just misguided in the worst way, and by the same person who tried to manipulate me and the other Gundam pilots into committing mass murder. The woman... her name is Lady Une. She's in charge of a peacekeeping force now. I and the other guys sometimes help her out. She wasn't always so nice, either, but she changed, too.

That's the one thing I've learned a lot in life. People change.

[As he spoke, the images on the screen showed Duo with the other boys who had been fighting alongside him wearing jackets like what the woman wore, and doing missions. Nothing big or with giant robots anymore, but small things to prevent power-hungry people from trying to take over the Earth Sphere again.]

[Tyrion looked at the boys - young men? Young men. If you had seen that much blood, destruction and betrayal ... you had earned the title of man, as far as Tyrion was concerned.

He hummed softly, before he added.]

It also shows one that despite one's differences ... people from all different walks of life can come together.

Yeah. They can. We have here, I'd think. Which is good. Because it means we can learn to work together when the time comes for us to enact a plan.

We just... need to figure that plan out first.

Yes, and that is the problem.

[He sighed, turning away from the screen, and back to Duo, his expression wry.]

I came here in the hopes of learning something new. I have learned much - but nothing that will really help with a plan to free us all.

[Duo shrugged.]

Sorry. We've been pretty open, but there's only so much I can let go of here. [He tapped the spot behind his left ear.] Not all of the Interceptors have their augments anymore... but you guys all do.

Maybe... maybe this'll get our leader to agree that we need to start sharing a bit more. Something the Mrs Doc and I can talk to him about when we get back to them.

[Duo had no doubt they were going to get away again.]

[He sighed out slowly.]

Well, that would b a good idea ... that and if we can find a way to get these augments out on our own,

[Duo nodded.]

I'll say this... getting past that horrible sense of dread that comes with attempting to do it is one of the hardest parts.

[He sighed softly, before his lips curved at the corners.]

Oh that sense of dread is never coming to an end ...

[Duo smirked a little.]

Oh, I didn't say it ended... just that it's hard to get yourself to get past it... like, trying to ignore it in order to do what you need. It's pretty hairy.

[Tyrion snorted, rolling his eyes a little.]

Oh, well, that is making me feel so much better about this particular decision. It shall continue to get hairier and hairier.

Such is life in the Fleet, it seems.

[Duo nodded.]

Good luck. We'll be here. And we'll be in touch if we figure something out. You can trust me on that.

Such is the life.

[Tyrion sighs, and rubs his face before he puts on a wry smile.]

Good luck with you. I shall be waking up now, and writing down ... anything I can remember. Goodbye, Duo Maxwell. It has been an honor.

[Duo nodded.]

I hope you remember it all. [He gave a casual salute.]

Until next time.

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