[I][b]Jordan[/i][/b]

Jordan sat in one of his charging booths, a chair that he sat in and it simply charged his suit whilst he relaxed. He thought about all the times when he would fight and come out unscathed with his old squad from SHEATS, and wished that there could be a team that ever worked as well together as they did. That team was a miracle.
When he finished charging, that's when he was called down. "Heh. I heard we're getting a few new recruits today. Better head on down so I can show the newbies how things get done 'round here." He said, heading down to the control room, grabbing his gear along the way.

[i][b]Weiss[/i][/b]

Weiss stared off into space (literally) through the window that was so conveniently placed next to her bed. She sighed. Somewhere out there, the rest of her kind was suffering through hardships that she was all too familiar with, and she abandoned them. It wasn't fair, but she didn't want to go back. Not yet. She wanted to return whenever she became able to pull her race from the ashes and begin again. She sighed once more when Orion ordered everyone down to the control room, and got up out of her bed. She changed into her combat armor, took her equipment, and headed down.

[i][b]June[/i][/b]

June sat in the mess hall with a tray of food in front of her. She felt hungry, but she still had a hard time mentally adjusting to having to eat multiple times a day. Her kind could go on a meal a week and that was perfectly healthy and normal. "Ugh..." She groaned, pushing the tray away and laying her head on the table. [i]Not to mention human food looks dreadful,[/i] she thought to herself. She heard Orion's call to the control room and looked around. "No one's here, eh?" She said. She casually pushed her tray off the table, knocking the food into the floor as she got up to prep and head down. On her way down, she noticed she was behind Weiss, but said nothing. She didn't want to talk right now.