Things at Solaire once again took a slower pace, yet there was an air of uncertainty surrounding squad Sigma; what would become of of its members; would they be able to stay together, even amidst the political intrigue that threatened to split them apart? Maria and Zim didn't rest on their laurels, and were convicted to fight for their fellow pilots' lives, against all odds. It seemed all hope was lost for them, but Elise happened to provide a channel for their voices; when she received the evidence data from Maria, she gave thanks in a returning message, and asked that no word would spread from her involvement in the shady affair.

The pilots did not have much time to ponder on what the possible results of their deal would before came a day of celebration. Ariin had asked permission to hold an event, and Lorenzo agreed on the conditions that they clean up after themselves among others. The old professor himself seemed to widely smile as he invited Ana over, and showed her a pretty red dress for her to wear at the party. "Ah, my daughter's homecoming dance~" He mumbled, living out a delusional fantasy as the android went elsewhere to change. "But, she needs a date. And I'm not willing to let any man here touch my darling Ana. Hmm...Maybe she could go..."

It turned out that Ariin's party had attracted people outside the squad, as a few soldiers and engineers had caught wind of the plans, and attempted to crash the party. However, they soon left once Ana arrived, now wearing her pretty dress. She was accompanied by several others, who weren't on the guest list: Irina was one, wearing a modest blue dress. She did not say anything, and simply found a corner spot where she leaned on the wall and stared at the party, seemingly bored. Lorenzo's beautiful research assistant [url=https://imgur.com/YSUXpCr.png]Dariya Chovalenko[/url] was also there, and she stepped in with an enchanting presence, her sultry eyes gazing at Zim in particular. "Ahh, Zim! My, it's been forever since we've met! I've been so...[i]busy[/i] working with the professor." She gave a seductive smile, and traced a finger on his shoulder.
"Blowing up an entire Cruxi fleet all on your own...aren't you a naughty boy~" She then felt a weak hand tug on her dress, and he turned with a smile. "Oh, you'd like to speak with them too? Ok then. Say hello to everyone, Elora!"

Just like Ana and Dariya, Elora was wearing a frilly pink dress. However, she was wearing a nearly featureless white mask over her face, with green tron lines running in complicated cybernetic patterns over it. When she was given the command to greet, she clasped her hands before her, and gave a curtsy, her posture disturbingly perfect. "H-Hello..." She spoke in a low voice, and then hugged Dariya's side, trembling in fright. "She must be a little shy. Oh, and don't mind the mask. She feels better with it on," Dariya said, and then went right over to partake of some table treats. Elora on the other hand was left to stand there awkwardly, with everyone staring at her. "Um...Thank you for letting me attend the party."