Deathscythe Hell

Deathscythe Hell...
Duo: *Carefully backs 18 wheeler into the hanger, just barely missing Wing Zero*
Heero: Hey!! Watch it up there!
D: *jumps out of driver's seat* Gomen Heero. I didn't know how close I was. When do ya think Trinity will wake up?
H: Probably a couple more hours.
D: What exactly was she doing before... I... our little mishap?
H: Our? You knocked her unconsicous.
D: I agreed that never happened.
Trowa: *wanders in to see what the all the arguing is about* Hey, is Heavyarms ready to be moved in?
H and D: NO!
Trowa: *raises arms* Okay, that's my cue to leave.
H: Actually, can you help us?
Trowa: ...
H: Trinity was gathering data on our gundams, but then there was a little accident involving a sedative and Duo.
D: I agreed that never happened.
H: Sure you did, Anyway, we'd like to help her.
D: We do?
H: *Gives Duo The Heero Death Glare* Can you go inside and find a tape recorder.
Trowa: Sure. *runs inside grabs it and runs off*
Quatre: *inside playing chess with WuFei* I'm not sure I want to know.
Trowa: *Returns with tape recorder. Hands it to Heero*
H: Thanks, *Gives it to Duo* Record Deathscythe Hell's scematics and while you're at it, Deathscythe's too.
D: Thanks. *uncovers Deathscythe Hell*
H: Look at it this way. She may forgive you for that last stunt.
D: Hn. Fine. *turns on tape recorder. Opens cockpit to Deathscythe Hell*
Deathscythe Hell
Model number: XXXG-01D2
Head Height: 16.3m
Dry Weight: 7.4t
Generator Output: 3009 KW
Thruster Output: 75380 Kg
Armament:
    Vulcan Gun x2
    Twin Beam Scythe x1
    Hyper Jammer x2
    Buster Shield x1
    Active Cloak x2
Pilot:
    Duo Maxwell

Deathscythe
XXXG-01D
16.3m
7.2t

Vulcan Gun x2
Machine Cannon x2
Beam Scythe x1
Buster Rifle x1
Hyper Jammer x2

D: Okay. I'm done.
H: Then hand it to Trowa. Trowa, do the same for Heavyarms. Then pass it to Quatre. Explain the situation. Then ask him to pass it to WuFei, saying the same thing. Have WuFei bring it back to me. I'll finish the rest.
D: You think she'll be awake then?
H: If boys hurry, I'll have it finished for her. It can be an apology gift from us to her.
D: Woohoo! Thanks Hee-chan! *glomps Heero, then grabs Trowa's hand and runs out the main hanger doors.*
Trowa: Where are we going?
D: To get Heavyarms! Come on!
H: *Rolls eyes, then proceeds to move the forgotten Deathscythe Hell off the bed of the 18 wheeler. Then moves 18 wheeler to make room for Heavyarms.*

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