Boing

"It's suddenly so busy around here..."

Hayden snorts, covering her mouth and waves her hand. "M-mhm!" She nods her head, holding in a chuckle. "I will, I will..." "Thank you Liam. For everything."

"I know..." "Sorry...that sounded a little mean earlier huh? I wouldn't have minded if it was yours. I just...wanted to put you at ease..."

With a giggle, she puts his hand on her bump. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I've got all you guys to take care of me." She smiles at him, letting his hand go and sighing softly.

"Relax. You don't have to be so nervous. It isn't yours." Hayden reaches out to grab his hand.

Her baby bump is growing.

*spit takes*

Hayden nods and gives Crimsamitsu a thumbs up "I understand..." she whispers back "I am grateful for your service, Crimsamitsu. I hope I can be a leader deserving of you."

"O-oh! A pleasure to meet you Crimsamitsu! Well, if Liam trusts you enough to bring you here then you're welcome to join us. I'll have a team get you a shelter right away." God damn. "Pleass make yourself comfortable."

"Oh, she would?" Extending her hand and shaking it. She sees Liam present so she's at ease with this newcomer. "Well...I'd be delighted to have her, but where is she? And what's your name?" Clueless.

After a short while they arrive before the madame President herself. She's making adjustments to some mechs "Oh, hello. Can I help you?"

"Where is that top...?"

The festival was a success, and she couldn't be happier.

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Oh god...2010 or 2011 i think?

Sitting over a tank of water. There's a target to her left and a sign that says "DUNK THE PRESIDENT"

"Attention everyone!" "I know that these last few days have been hard...we lost so much in these battles. Homes...friends...family..." "But we made it through. In spite of losing so much, we survived not one, but two back to back attacks against our peaceful planet!" "I'm proud of everyone here!+

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Getting ahead of myself...as usual...

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Hayden wasn't rich for very long, and even so she earned every coin through kindness and the expenditure of ammunition.

For how much Hayden idolizes union, she is not funded by them.

She leaves, taking her troops with her. They wanted to fight.

"Hmm...we'll be aboard the Palace then. Watching from above." Pressing her forehead against his. "Be careful..."

"You're not just a monster..." Taking his big hands in her own. "You're my husband..." "We won't have it until this war is over. The point of the festival is for everyone to celebrate."

"Not nearly as much as you..." "I think it will be good for morale...if everyone saw you there for at least a little while..." "You don't have to talk to anyone. Just make an appearance. Have a pie or something. Just...stand beside me."

"No..." "We'll fight. For the duration."

"Perhaps...after then...?" Looking at him worriedly

"Well...if it's safe...we wanted to have a festival...to celebrate our victory, commemorate those we've lost, and to remind everyone that no matter what, we can't lose the faith we have in our dream."

She's deeply unsettled. "Um...Kiran and I had an idea..."

"Hey Ezra, I have a ques-" "Oh..."

Slowly walking up to him and sitting at his side "You wished to speak with me...?"

Shedding the callsign. It's pointless to hide who she is.

"My name is Hayden." "Just behave yourself until Ezra returns...then we'll decide what to do moving forward." Looking back to J "Thank you Ryuujou...for your exemplary service and insight...please continue to look after the prisoner until I've spoken with Ezra..."

"That's not the point and you know it..." regarding killing their prisoner. Looking to Maysa "For one reason or another, my husband decided to let you live." "For your physical and mental well being, along for my sanity's sake, I beg that you not squander it..."

Looking at her in disbelief. "I find that incredibly hard to believe given how well you all handled the situation earlier." "Also, she's here." Pointing at Maysa again "Within arm's reach of your "leader". The woman who nearly killed my husband very recently by the way." She stops herself+

Pinching the bridge of her nose hard. Her metal hands break the skin leaving a small trickle of blood. "Can you say, beyond the shadow of a doubt that every citizen, besides this one, was hostile?"

"All you know is she didn't fight and so she gets to live." She's flabberghasted "Did every man woman and child take up arms against you besides her?"

"Delilah could always try couldn't she?" "And this one?" Pointing to Maysa "

"Is there no other way they can sustain themselves? They HAVE to consume human beings?"

"I want to know why you, specifically, didn't make an attempt."

A long blink. ". . . ." "Why not children...or noncombatants...?"

Looking at Maysa with a level of disinterest that is uncharacteristic of her. "Are there any others?"

She's surveying the area, looking at J and the invader "A prisoner?"

Sitting aboard the Palace. Her suit humming with power. Pariah growls

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Fabricating a new arm, watching the backlog of video mails of her children

Setting Dorothy into the cycling chamber. She'll be there a while.