[color=ed1c24][h2]Lieze Collins[/h2][/color]
Lieze once more schooled her features just like her mothers death before she would show a strong front that hid her true emotions. Despite her face showing a stony expression her eyes spoke a great deal about what she was feeling eyes on the verge of watering but she refused to let it. They were orphans beyond that they were royalty if their existence was to be leaked than it would mean inviting the kingdom on them. No king would allow the children of the previous well loved king to live doubly if he wanted to stay in power. Conviction shined in the eyes of her eldest brother and she allowed a soft smile to spread across her face. Saturnalia was no doubt thinking more about staying afloat but something told her that Damien had different plans. [color=ed1c24]"Grow,command,conquer. We have to grow stronger and wiser this way we can survive the attacks that are bound to come. We command respect among those that would seek to aid us building up a support and eventually a power base so that we can act should we choose to. Finally we conquer take back small sections that would at first seem unimportant than move on to larger targets. Finally once we did that we can strike and reclaim the throne like our honored father wished."[/color] Lieze spoke up upon hearing the question those was the goals in their most basic form. 
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[color=0072bc][h2]Fie Schneider[/h2][/color]
Fie sighed as she went about her daily routine she recently finished a job from the kingdom and while she could care less on some of the actions she wasnt going to question gold. [color=0054a6]"What do we do with a drunken whaler? Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol early in the morning."[/color] She sung quietly to herself the song morbid and dark in its full lyrics was often heard on the docks sung by the outlaws and pirates found in the area. Running her hand through her long white hair she glanced around she earned the respect of her comrades and as such she was "set to takeover" the company once her adopted father felt the time was right. Dressed in her normal set up of a loose black tanktop and large green military pants. Supposedly they located a odd mobile suit in the mining area that was their base and headquarters that was something to look into as well Fie though as she sighed once more today was just going to be really busy. 


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