Robert, while playing with his new phone, was startled to a sitting position when the previously strict-looking man began to talk to him. The man, whom Robert was informed was named Sho, dispensed some advice that sincerely touched Robert. Ever since he had been assigned to this team, Robert has had serious doubts. There was no way in hell he was going to pass up the opportunity, but he was far from the best candidate. He had very little experience with piloting knightmares, and zero battlefield experience whatsoever. The thought that he would be selected to join an elite team... was alarming to say the least. Robert waited several seconds, thinking of an appropriate response.

	[color=a0410d]"That means a lot, sir. If I may ask, who else have you selected-"[/color]

	Before he could even finish his question, the door opened, revealing a woman of Asian descent, most likely Japanese. She entered the room before turning towards Sho and giving an emotionless, monotone greeting.

	[color=a187be]"General, Fuuka Shiomi has arrived as requested."[/color]

	She gave a passing glance at Robert, who returned it. She was fairly short, with dark hair and grey eyes, as monotone as her voice. She carried herself with a professional atmosphere, walking heel-to-toe. She seemed far too menacing to have a conversation with, so Robert remained in silence, silently sketching the schematics from his phone into the small notebook he carried with him to pass the time. After what felt like hours, but was more likely minutes, the door opened again to reveal a women completely decked out in full uniform. Robert's heart skipped a beat.

	[color=973b38]'Lieutenant Maria Doroshenko, reporting for duty sir'.[/color]

	This was the moment that Robert realized that whatever W-1 was, it wasn't just a game. Why else would they employ one of the biggest war criminals in the entire EU?! If Robert's concern showed, it dissipated quickly. After all, it is a good thing she is here, isn't it? That just meant Robert won't be on the receiving end of whatever she decided to throw Brtannias way. Besides, she has to be a good pilot if she was able to get here in the first place. As her eyes passed over Robert, he felt an incomprehensible chill run down his spine. He quickly returned to the sketching he was doing, which had devolved into creating cool drawings of mechas several minutes ago. 

	[color=39b54a]"Commander of W-1, Jack Blake reporting in for mission briefing sir."[/color]

	Walking in now was the man who would lead the W-1 team. Jack Blake. Entering with him were two women and a man of Hispanic ethnicity, whom Robert had liked the moment he opened his mouth. Unlike the 'professionals', this 'Corporal Garcia' as ,Sho addressed him, seems alright. The two women walked to sit opposite of Robert, who immediately shut his journal, in which he had just finished drawing a giant robot with sunglasses. As he did so, however, Sho's words immediately stood out to Robert, who quickly announced his concerns as soon as Sho's overview was over.

	[color=a0410d]"Not to doubt your orders, sir, but does that include me? I doubt that I am anywhere near as skilled in a knightmare as everyone else here, and I assumed I would be more of an engineer-"[/color]

	Once more, the door reopened, revealing an incredibly muscular man who entered quickly entered the room. 

	[color=1b1464]"Corporal Fenrir Silber reporting for duty general and I apologize for tardiness sir."[/color]