Let the Crossover Beatings begin!!

Tabris

To say that the discussion I had with Elrondir had been . . . interesting would be an understatement. Who was this little . . . twerp to ask ME how I had gotten this uniform?! Then I have to remember how YOUNG I appear now and I must admit . . . it does look a bit strange. Not the fact that a fifteen year old is wearing a Military uniform is out there, the bulk of the new recruits back Home are of that age bracket.

. . .

Terrible situation to have to roll back the recruiting age to that, but the War . . .

. . .

No, the problem here is the rank insignia I wear upon this uniform I wear proudly. One just does not roll out of Boot Camp as an officer! One works for that with years of effort and service, you see. And while one can get medical treatments to look years younger, even look like a teen again, it is just not DONE in the Military community!

So Elrondir has a good reason to be a bit put off by my choice of clothing. Sigh, if only I had been snatched up while off duty and in my civies. Then again, I think I would rather it have been at work I got snatched than at home. I hate to think what my WIFE would have reacted to me disappearing into thin air. She's a brave one but I hate to put her through the shock, all the same. Would rather have to face the Old Man in a tiff, explaining why I'd suddenly gone AWOL than upset Marjorie...

As it stands, I'll have a lot of explaining when I get back (keeping a positive attitude that I will be coming back from this). Thank the Lord that Elrondir here is going to explain to what will be my rather POed superiors how I up and vanished from my patrol. Heh, and here I thought that this business with Terra Prime had been nothing but a ploy to hide the truth behind our sudden surplus in tiberium, when it was just the honest truth.

Sometimes hiding something in plain sight is the best ploy.

. . .

Hm, I do hope that my unit is able recover the ship I'd been flying. I'm sure that they can but then again . . .

No, let us concentrate more on the here and now, okay?

All the murmurings from various corners of this room have finally fallen away. Little Rei I still is looking wide eyed at her new "sisters" (the Yui Akari "clan" as it were). Misato Katsuragi the Younger (she of the itchy trigger finger, re: 64385) is glancing longingly over at the elder Katsuragi's husband, clearly feeling pained at this physical reminder of what "could have been".

"Kaji," she says softly, a tear falling from her eye.

Sigh, is a sad thing seeing wounds reopened like that. Her "Kaji" had died due to being part of a . . . incident where he had crossed both NERV and SEELE one to many times. Or so it appeared, actually. But whatever the case I feel the anger I had felt when I had towards her vanish, replaced by pity.

As for the others, the most notable thing is the odd look that Rei is giving that one Fred Takahashi right now. It looks like he'd just told her something rather hard to believe.

Does it have, by any chance, something to do with the slightly nervous looks that one sallow faced man we call the G-man keeps giving him. Actually, it does but

I get ahead of myself (again). First time being with Kaji... Ah, but we have company! Astra the Angel is now looking over at disdain at someone who'd just arrived from thin air, I see. I take it that this mythical Author of this Game 3 has just shown up. Not much to look at, dressed up all Goth but . . . something about him makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

Waiting for him to say something I suddenly find myself . . . elsewhere. Blinking, I look around disoriented, only to have my head snap back as I hear a young woman....

1. Screaming in fright!!

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