[center][color=Skyblue][h3][u][b] Y A Z M I N    M I R A J [/b][/u][/h3][/color][i]0600[/i][/center]
Yazmin's Valkinai, Ordine, sat idle in the hangar. While most were undergoing maintenance and upgrade, the humanoid suit was mostly left alone. It was newer than all the other Valkinai units under the command of Ordo and despite the few bullet damages it had taken several months ago, it was still in top shape. Besides, it's pilot needed to be there for it to undergo maintenance. The engineers have time and again tried but Ordine remained exclusively synced to it's clone pilot and without her, there was no way of getting it to go online.

The blonde 22-year-old was just finishing her daily jogging routine around the temporary base, her loose fitting shirt wet with sweat. It has been several months since she escaped from UNF laboratories and while Ordo had taken her in, she doubted that they trusted her. It didn't really matter. She wasn't here to make friends. She was here to take revenge for her family's unjust demise. 

Able to feel a full range of emotions, Yazmin felt anger and sadness surge through her as faces of the people she now looked to as family flashed through her mind. Anton, Kate, Jason, Farrah, Pauline, Brent... they were the ones that were murdered in cold blood in the laboratory the day she escaped. Hailey, Ryan and Trixie... these three had been in the field when the order for all clones in the Samantha Project be terminated was issued. She wondered about the last three. She knew there was a big possibility that they were dead. Trevor and Candice were ruthless. They would make sure to finish them off. But despite it all, half of her was still hoping that the last three had managed to escape somehow.

She jogged back to the small room that had been assigned to her. She grabbed a towel and headed for the communal showers. It didn't take long for her to get herself cleaned, wrapped in her towel and then back into her room to suit up in her pilot uniform. Despite being in Ordo, no one seemed to complain that she still wrote the uniform issued to her by UNF. Maybe somebody did but there was really not enough funds to have another uniform made for her. Like almost everything else, it mattered little to her. Just as long as she can function at her full capacity, clothes didn't really matter. She can go into battle naked if she needed to.

As soon as she was suited up, she pulled her still wet hair into a loose ponytail and then headed towards the hangar. It was still early and she figured there would be enough time to ask the engineers to take a look at Ordine.

As soon as she stepped into the hangar, Ordine automatically went online. The male engineer was already by the humanoid suit, ready to do maintenance work as soon as Yazmin arrived. She gave him a small smile and he returned with with tentative smile, obviously still wary of her. [color=skyblue]"Thank you."[/color] she said in advance and then gave him a nod. As he turned towards the valkinai, Yaz turned away just in time to see Captain Aura Kalstov walk by. Trained well in military heirarchy and decorum, she raised her hand and saluted.