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[It was just supposed to be some routine checks on the Gundams. Help with some of the maintenance. But for some reason she's hopped into the 00 Gundam's cockpit. It can't be seen, but she's got the computer that's recording her hooked up to the Gundam and is reworking the controls. To top it off, she's got a smirk on her face.

Why? Because something got it into her head that she could be a better Gundam Meister than Setsuna. After all, both of her parents were Gundam Meisters. She's been around them her whole life. She knows how they operate. And for once in her life, she actually feels the need to go out there and actually get her hands dirty.

She mutters under her breath about some things being disabled, some things being enabled, various systems reconnecting... and then she notices the recording light. In a split-second, the smirk vanishes and she leans forward to examine the screen. After a few minutes of her eyes darting this way and that over whatever she might be reading, they widen in surprise.]

Why would I do that...?

[It hits her that she still hasn't stopped the recording.]

Um... excuse me. [And off the video goes.]

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[The sense of superiority is back. The computer is hovering just above her lap as she fiddles with a few more settings. And the feeling that she's being watched kicks in. She looks up and meets his eyes. The look on her face should be very unfamiliar: smug, victorious, and even a little eager.]

May I help you, Setsuna F. Seiei?

[There's a slight tilt of his head, the most that he seems to acknowledge this new demeanor of Feldt's. Its one more thing to add to the list of strange things.]

You've altered my personal settings.

[Which, yes, she already knows that. Though there is the underlying question of why? He's expecting an explanation.]

Altered to settings that are more suited to my specifications.

[The smirk on her face broadens, the meaning behind her words quite clear as she inputs a few more commands.]

[His eyes narrow. So, yes, he got the subtext just fine.

He drops into the cockpit, landing in the narrow gap between the seat and the console. Which basically puts him right up in her face. Any closer, and he may as well be giving her a lap dance.]

This is my Gundam.

[She raises an eyebrow at him and folds her arms over her chest, looking rather unimpressed.]

And your flight privileges have been revoked.

[...there's a flash of surprise in his expression, though it settles into annoyance. Whether or not he's allowed to fly is irrelevant, he's never given that much of a damn about the rules anyway.]

Get out of my Gundam.

No.

[The smug smile coming from a sense of superiority reappears with a soft ding, signalling the completion of her changes.

And as quickly as it came, it fades to an expression of numb shock.]

Oh no.... What have I done?

[She's ticked off Setsuna, is what she's done. To the point where he grabs her by the collar and pulls her out of his chair. Had this been anyone else, he might have just shot them. But this isn't anyone else. He doesn't give much thought to exactly what that means, though.]

You're leaving.

[Her blood runs cold as she's plucked out of the seat. She scrambles in a panic to get her computer back from the other side of him.]

No! Setsuna, I'm sorry! I'll set everything back to the way it was! I don't know what came over me!

[And the odd thing is, she actually looks repentant in between the panic and bewilderment.]

You've done enough.

[Setsuna, meanwhile, simply sounds pissed, and is practically growling right now, a tone he's never had to use with Feldt before now. But his point should be clear, he wants her away from his Gundam. Now.]

[She gets it. And she knows she did wrong. To make matters worse, she's not sure what came over her. Feldt hangs her head in shame, holds on to her computer with one hand and pulls herself out of the cockpit with the other.

She pauses at the entrance, unable to bring herself to look at Setsuna.]

I really am sorry.

[And then she pushes off for the catwalk again and heads back to her room, determined to hide away with Haro in her room until she can figure out what's going on.]

[He doesn't say anything in response, allowing her to leave. Once the anger starts to fade, though, some other feeling takes its place.

Why would Feldt lock him out of (and then try to commandeer) his Gundam? Did she not believe in him anymore?

...

...and, of more immediate concern, how is he going to undo everything that she just did?]

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