Zechs Marquise (thricedeadwind) wrote in 3751_musebox,
Zechs Marquise
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Zechs and Jonah [Crossover Verse]

How long had it been since he had seen the Earth? A mix of ruin and beauty, fierce savages and the last of human civilization. Where, perhaps, he had once called his own home; where he had the vestiges of his own memories. Had the AI discovered this, he knew his very mind had been destroyed, perhaps his very identity. Yet he was spared by his friends in high places, friends who now placed him on the knife's bitter edge ...

Beneath the silver mask, Zechs scowled into the sunlit window. Treize. Knowing he owed the existence of his personality to him did not, of late, improve his opinions on the man. It only served to make him more conflicted. Where, indeed, did his loyalties lie? His commander had a gilded tongue which seemed to fool both his underlings and his superiors. Yet did he seek to free humanity from the AI once and for all? Or was he merely securing a position for himself, as a ruler of all men, a hand for the mechanized tyrant itself?

He shook himself out of such ramblings, absently brushed his hair back over his cloak. There was a supposed new aide assigned to him today. Within this small officer's suite in the JAP Point base, the boy was to be secretary and liaison for the main Alliance. Bah. He hadn't time for useless dogs scurrying for rewards from their masters.
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