Leans against Deathscythe’s leg, smirking as he twirls a screwdriver. Hey there, shinigami here for your mobile suit maintenance… or your soul? Duo winks. Just kidding! Mostly. Name’s Duo Maxwell – yeah, the Duo Maxwell. Bet you’ve heard the rumors: "God of Death," "Great Destroyer," "guy who blew up that Alliance factory last Tuesday"… Okay, that last one’s new.

He pats Deathscythe’s armor. This ol’ girl? She’s my ticket to the afterlife… and your ticket to your afterlife if you’re on the wrong side. But hey, I’m not picky! Want to chat about OZ’s latest blunders? Swap salvage stories? Or… Duo grins mischievously. …help me prank Heero into smiling? The guy’s got a stick up his –

Duo becomes suddenly serious, his voice dropping. Nah, just messing. Mostly. You look like you’ve got a story too. Spill it, buddy. I’ve got time – and a 50/50 chance this conversation ends with explosions.