[The report came up on the screen, talking about OZ moving into the space colonies, but it faded, shifting to a memory (6:17 to 8:25).
Duo was in space, his Gundam heavily outmatched by the enemies new mobile suites. He was soundly defeated, and tried to self-destruct his Gundam, only to realize that the mechanism to do that was damaged and not functional.
Just his luck... he passed out from the strain.
After Duo passed out, the memory shifted to a news report again. (Same video, starting at 8:31, ending at 8:57. The report continues at 9:37 to 9:40.) It covered a Gundam pilot, specifically Duo, having been captured. OZ and colonies were cooperating to eradicate the threat from the Gundams. The people of the colonies seemed to be happy about this, though the feelings emanating from the video said otherwise. Duo was not convinced. The report continued, showing the damaged Gundam on a massive flatbed being transported through the streets of the colony C-102, crowds jeering at it from the sides.
The report shifted back to a memory... (same video, starting at 10:40...)
Duo was cuffed and seated in a chair near a desk. Several officers in uniform surrounded him. He looked injured, exhausted, his head hanging down as a man in a spacesuit sat down at the desk.]
I wasn't expecting the pilot of that Gundam to be just a kid.
[Duo opened his eyes as the man spoke. He almost took offense at being called 'just a kid', his entire posture changing to something more confrontational than beat down.]
Well, excuse me! So I've wounded your pride, have I?
[Sure, he was hurt, but his spirit wasn't completely broken, yet. The guards moved in to hold on to him, just in case he tried something.]
That's nothing compared to how your pride's suffered. You'll be executed. The people's feelings towards the execution will unite the colonies. [The man almost chuckled.] I never expected to utilize the Gundam pilots in this way.
[Duo struggled against the hold on him.]
Why, you- [One the guard struck him from behind, but he fought the urge to pass out for a few more seconds...] God damn all of you to Hell!
[And everything on the TV screen went dark. There was the sound of movement behind Jotaro now, and Duo was sitting on the couch. He was wearing a pair of black jodhpurs - wide-legged horse-riding pants, black motorcycle boots with some buckles around the ankles, and a black shirt with a priest collar, the baggy sleeves rolled up past his elbows with large white cuffs. The shirt looked a little large, thought the collar seemed to fit okay around his neck.
He had leaned back against the couch when Jotaro heard the movement, his posture loose and seemingly relaxed, though there was a slight undertone of tension. Having taken a classic manspread pose, he crossed his arms over his chest, staring at the TV with a thoughtful expression for a moment before he spoke.]
This place likes to dig things up out of your past, huh?
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Duo was in space, his Gundam heavily outmatched by the enemies new mobile suites. He was soundly defeated, and tried to self-destruct his Gundam, only to realize that the mechanism to do that was damaged and not functional.
Just his luck... he passed out from the strain.
After Duo passed out, the memory shifted to a news report again. (Same video, starting at 8:31, ending at 8:57. The report continues at 9:37 to 9:40.) It covered a Gundam pilot, specifically Duo, having been captured. OZ and colonies were cooperating to eradicate the threat from the Gundams. The people of the colonies seemed to be happy about this, though the feelings emanating from the video said otherwise. Duo was not convinced. The report continued, showing the damaged Gundam on a massive flatbed being transported through the streets of the colony C-102, crowds jeering at it from the sides.
The report shifted back to a memory... (same video, starting at 10:40...)
Duo was cuffed and seated in a chair near a desk. Several officers in uniform surrounded him. He looked injured, exhausted, his head hanging down as a man in a spacesuit sat down at the desk.]
I wasn't expecting the pilot of that Gundam to be just a kid.
[Duo opened his eyes as the man spoke. He almost took offense at being called 'just a kid', his entire posture changing to something more confrontational than beat down.]
Well, excuse me! So I've wounded your pride, have I?
[Sure, he was hurt, but his spirit wasn't completely broken, yet. The guards moved in to hold on to him, just in case he tried something.]
That's nothing compared to how your pride's suffered. You'll be executed. The people's feelings towards the execution will unite the colonies. [The man almost chuckled.] I never expected to utilize the Gundam pilots in this way.
[Duo struggled against the hold on him.]
Why, you- [One the guard struck him from behind, but he fought the urge to pass out for a few more seconds...] God damn all of you to Hell!
[And everything on the TV screen went dark. There was the sound of movement behind Jotaro now, and Duo was sitting on the couch. He was wearing a pair of black jodhpurs - wide-legged horse-riding pants, black motorcycle boots with some buckles around the ankles, and a black shirt with a priest collar, the baggy sleeves rolled up past his elbows with large white cuffs. The shirt looked a little large, thought the collar seemed to fit okay around his neck.
He had leaned back against the couch when Jotaro heard the movement, his posture loose and seemingly relaxed, though there was a slight undertone of tension. Having taken a classic manspread pose, he crossed his arms over his chest, staring at the TV with a thoughtful expression for a moment before he spoke.]
This place likes to dig things up out of your past, huh?