Looking for trouble

Not a stranger to luxury, Marina would simply sit down in the chair closest to Ayla's desk.

" I am going to take a trip to the moon with a select group of men. Our plan is to steal the Federation flag ship: The General Revil." Fully aware that her host was not an expert on such matters she would slide a holographic tablet with the schematics of said ship. After serving the Federation for a few decades she knew the insides and outs of the naval yard where that ship was docked.

" With the Federation busy on Mars we should have a much easier time mopping up whoever is sent after us. Once the heat dies down we'll make our way here with our new price in tow. It would not only be a symbolic gesture but also bolster our private fleet. Speaking of which, two cruisers from Mars arrived the other day. These people are loyal to me and will take care of defending that asteroid you so kindly lend us." Since Ayla was their supporter she was in the right to know their short term plans.

" It is a declaration of war, dear Ayla. We promised you a revolution after all, don't tell me you thought we are just going to sit comfortably on exile and wait things out? I know things about the Federation that you don't. If this was a foolish plan I wouldn't have bothered coming up with it." Marina had thought she'd made it all very clear on the meeting the previous day.

" Its not like we're coming here right after the heist. Like I said I plan on taking my time eliminating anyone sent our way to retrieve their precious flagship. Size is a concern but I have ways to mitigate the logistic constraints that will come from having such a large vessel in our inventory and you won't have to lift a finger nor fret over anything." She could understand their hostess worry.

" The ships that we already have will remain here, I don't intend on losing anyone on this, believe me I have my own ways to get away with this. You just sit comfortably and go on with your life as you always have, let me get my hands dirty." It appeared that Ayla was under the false pretense she was the brain behind this revolution.

" I am the one who convinced his highness to start this whole movement." When Citrio was exiled to earth, Marina had been the one who encouraged him to raise a rebellion from within Jupiter. It was unlikely Ayla knew how much money she'd spent financing those very same cells that at this same moment were conspiring from within the Gilliam household.

" I merely wish to drag the Federation last vestige of pride through the mud. I am not the kind of woman that takes humiliation lightly that's why I am going there myself. If I don't return Citrio will be here safe with you." There was no need to discuss strategy further so Marina went straight to answering Ayla's question.

" Make no mistake, I am already a traitor to them. A little sin won't matter much at this point." Marina's fierce gaze matched Ayla's.

Instead of arguing for much longer, Marina simply invited Ayla over inside one of the Clop Class cruisers now docked to the Asteroid their host had kindly loaned to them.

The internal hangar bay of the cruiser housed the RX-0 unit 3 in all of its glittery and ostentatious golden form. It stood a few extra meters taller than the average mass production suits that composed the Mao family private security forces.

" As long as you put a newtype in the cockpit training is very much optional. The Phenex has this neural interface that allows it to be controlled with the most basic mental command." This machine was packed with features that weren't often seen.

" Don't play coy with me, Ayla. I know you like your thrills." Marina found Ayla's coy attitude condescending at best.

" This is no mere toy, Ayla. it's a force multiplier. Very few mobile suits in the Federation arsenal match the RX-0 power. Unit 1 is in my control and the second model I lent to some of the most radical elements operating within Jupiter inner circles. This may come as a surprise to you but Rhys Gilliam daughter of all people supports our movement as well. I'll use her to assassinate her own father and in the midst of the power struggle we'll swoop by and dispose of any loose ends." Marina had no qualms sharing these gritty details in the safety of her own cruiser, after all the crew were loyal to her and if any of this info got out she would know Ayla was the leak.

The formally dressed blond woman propelled herself towards the Phenex torso, pointing at the hatch controls which needed it's own code to be accessed from the outside. The Phenex fighting compartment was roomy in order to fit an special chair that scanned the pilot's brain waves but also had the standard stick interface with throttles and switches. The HUD was integrated to the panoramic cockpit itself. " You might wanna wear an appropriate flight suit before pushing it to it's limits otherwise it'll turn your internal organs into slush the moment you get into an atmosphere with gravity." The one eyed blond woman would warn the younger girl before stepping inside the golden beast.

Marina remained outside, communicating with Ayla via a wireless head set. Upon sitting down on the cockpit the chair would immediately start scanning the young woman's unique newtype brain waves causing the cockpit display to lit up. There was this slight rumble as the system kicked in, a red light surrounding the chair and mere seconds later Ayla would be able to see quite literary out of the Phenex owns camera as if it they were her own eyes. She had this full third person view of the outside, being able to adjust it via thoughts alone.

" I told you it's unlike any other mobile suit that's come before." She would be able to plainly see Marina looking up at the RX-0. When it came to movements the Phenex articulated joints made her flesh and blood body seem sluggish by comparison. The camera display crisp and clear and with a greater resolution than mere human eyes but there was also this constant feedback that required constant focus. The system was sensitive and if not careful she could end up transmitting her own thoughts to any other newtype in the vicinity.