"You're surprisingly good at attracting little flies, Mr. Gundam! Must be all the blood, eh? Crushing something that won't put up a fight is no fun... can't say I like nosy women, either."
This guy's aim is pretty good… it feels nostalgic, almost. Would Ali recognize him?
Not really, not right now, at least… who counts the ants they crush beneath their feet, anyway?
It's truly a shame… he's being handicapped by his run of the mill Flag.
"Sounds like you've got a bone to pick with little ol’ me!"
Good. That's better. People can't fight unless you motivate them, most soldiers are fed garbage——he'd know, Ali is an unlikeable person at core. The worst of the worst.
But he's a charming man.
He should know better than to underestimate it, however… when you get a Gundam, the rush tends to go to your head.
The Throne moves swiftly, and despite the distance between the two, he feels the force from the rifle making the suit sway to the side.
Another silent declaration of war, this time; against a lone individual. He wonders what'd be more fun, ripping this guy in two, or doing in his 'buddies' before shooting him down.
He'll find out in due time. It's no fun to stealthily do your job and leave, so, he'll raise hell.
It's nothing new. It's never nothing new around these parts, but that's fine——Ali doesn't mind change, but he also doesn't mind if things stay the same.
Yeah, things should stagnate. They should remain stuck in a constant cycle of war.
"Come 'n try, punk."
To Ali, it's all the same, even when it isn't. He doesn't even seem to recognize the voice through the open comms. And even if he did, it doesn't change anything.
This guy will be dead before he even knows what hit him.
Turns out he doesn't mind. It reminds him of the good ol’ days.
"Let's take our time… they ought to poke their heads sooner or later. I don't mind playing the waiting game, y'know…?"
( @strataiisfear )
Change. It's never been something that's bothered Ali in the slightest. In fact, if you asked Ali——change was nothing but a new door opening, a world of endless possibilities.
Change means that he gets to experience as many battlefields as he wants.
Just because you're a warmonger it doesn't mean you've got to be a brainless mutt.
Let's say he's quite good at customer service…
… That's exactly what led him to picking up litter, these Katharon bases were quite pesky. Rats buried in the sand.