[center][color=Skyblue][h3][u][b] Y A Z M I N    M I R A J [/b][/u][/h3][/color][sub][@Deadnaut] [@POOHEAD189] [@The Survivor] [@Musaki Hajime][/sub][/center] 
The time given to them to prepare for the mission, Yazmin spent it alone with her thoughts. She had been trained to always be prepared for battle, always on call, ready to sacrifice if need be. That was standard programming for UNF pilots... Or was it standard programming for clones? 

[color=firebrick][i]"These things... these clones don't have souls. They're empty husks, built to blindly follow whatever commands we give them. They exist for that sole reason and nothing else. And when we decide that they die, then they die. They're not even permitted to flinch when we deliver that last blow."[/i][/color]

She stared out of the window and into the sky. 

[color=skyblue][i]What does it mean to have a soul? What IS my reason for existing? Will I really not flinch in the face of death?[/i][/color] There were so many questions in her head. Questions that won't be answered any time soon.

She removed her glasses and closed her good eye, leaving her left eye open and staring up at the sky. While she could still see the sky, her vision was blurred. It was a genetic defect she was born with. All clones had them except for Claire. She was the first and the best, with no flaws and no defects. But what good was it to be perfect when she ended up dead in the hands of people she served? She continued looking up at the blurred sky and wondered if it was better that way--not being able to fully understand her purpose but existing to do as she was told. She opened her good eye and everything became clearer, became more focused. Was it better to have a purpose? [color=skyblue][i]Yes, my purpose is to exact revenge for my family. And to find out why I was created in the first place.[/i][/color]

With that thought, she got up and headed back to the hangar. 

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The smile Yazmin gave Lance was returned by a tentative smile. He had a nice smile and he seemed like a nice guy. A potential friend, maybe? She was still thinking about how it would be to have a friend when the tech stood at attention, his hand automatically saluting. Yazmin, herself, automatically stood at attention, turned and saluted Captain Aura as she walked towards them.

When the mission leader grinned at her, Yazmin dropped her hand, smiled back and nodded. [color=skyblue]"My UNF uniform..."[/color] she looked down at what she was wearing. [color=skyblue]"...would at least buy us time when we need it. It hasn't been long since I left UNF. I doubt they would have changed the uniforms by then,"[/color] she paused thoughtfully. [color=skyblue]"A disadvantage would be that all personnel would have been informed of my defecting. So having me around would prove either beneficial or detrimental."[/color] She shook her head. [color=skyblue]"Be it as it may, I am seeing this mission through to its successful end."[/color]

With those words and with her captain's leave, Yazmin removed her glasses and tucked it into the hard case strapped on her left hip opposite the holster of her Glock 17. She wore her headgear, the prism lens automatically positioning itself over her defective eye, making her vision on said eye superior to her good one. Without a word, she climbed into her Valkinai, settling comfortably into the [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/ce/a9/b3/cea9b35a1566db90acef1751421703b6.jpg]pilot seat[/url]. Her monitors immediately turned on, giving her a wide range of view of the hangar.

In the pilot seat, she was in full control. Ordine was her and she was Ordine.

[b]"This is Cadet Jindaal, requesting the callsign of each pilot. Mine is Skull, as designated by Ordo Sanctus Battle Command."[/b]

At Cadet Jindaal's prompt, Yazmin spoke into Ordine's communicator which was redesigned for Ordo's frequency. [color=skyblue]"This is Yazmin Miraj in Ordine. Callsign: Four."[/color]

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[@Musaki Hajime] This is what I was asking you about the other day. If Ordine's interface is too much, I'll remove the pic and revamp my idea of it.
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