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[center][h3][color=beaccb]Alexi, Knight of Winter[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=beaccb]"Pardon me sir, but, do you know the way? We're a bit lost."[/color] A figure stepped into the mailroom who looked exceedingly out of place in the technological citadel of Eos, or even Hyperion in general, looking like she should be in the radiant halls of heaven or a painting of the archaic past. Her blade was drawn and on her shoulders, literally dripping fire. A closer inspection revealed a slow-burning mechanical lubricant had gotten on her blade, and then been ignited. In human terms, she might as well have had a sword fresh with blood on her shoulders.

[color=beaccb]"I think we were supposed to report, about something, for something. It was important, I think, but we're not sure. But I keep going the wrong places and we keep getting stopped."[/color] Well, that explained the sword.... But the inconsistent pronoun use was still a mystery.

Was it the fate of the Machina for their frontline, foolhardishly charge straight at the enemy commanders to always be crazy? First Grafdakka, who at least was crazy in a "destroy the enemy at all costs" way, and now.. This.

[@Mega Birb]