[hider=Sirius Free][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/KY2FAgJ.jpg[/img][hr][sub][color=#33ccff][i]"The spirit of mankind is stronger than war!"[/i][/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qUG4qWuXvEA]♪[/url][/sub]
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[color=#33ccff][b]Callsign: [/b][/color]
Glint
[color=#33ccff][b]Gender: [/b][/color]
Male
[color=#33ccff][b]Age: [/b][/color]
19
[color=#33ccff][b]Role: [/b][/color] 
Enlistee of Vitus Space Colony, Retrieved from The Moon.
[color=#33ccff][b]Origin: [/b][/color]
Innovator Pod-Person found on The Moon. [/center][hr]

[color=#33ccff][b]Personality: [/b][/color] Kind, Simple-minded, Spirited, Fearless, Instinct-driven, Possessive ([b]-[/b]), Ruthless ([b]-[/b])  
[color=#33ccff][b]Known Features: [/b][/color] A GN-Drive replica pendant attached to his necklace. Partially luminescent eyes (not important).  
[color=#33ccff][b]Attire: [/b][/color] Fairly simplistic clothes that calls back to an age of civility and elegance. 
[color=#33ccff][b]History: [/b][/color] Unknowingly, Sirius was born in the Anno Domini era. At least that's what the Vitus scientist say. [i]His[/i] first memories were of tremors, bright flashes in deep blackness, and a unisex voice. Distinctively he remembered the words "Free", "GN-Cloak", and "Innovator". "Free" especially though, it looped hazily in that urgent voice, even as it chirped off emergency routines, backup diagnostics, and odd requests. Dark red pop-ups filled his vision briefly before turning green. Before long the sound of pressured air jetting off screeched in a muffled kind-of scream. The word "Free" resounded again, clear when everything else was dulled. Then an explosion, bright white flames licking towards him and pushing him away all at once. A great force pulled at his consciousness and that made everything dizzy. Before long the real screams and agony penetrated through him like bullets and then a wondrous lightshow made of particles of green, blue, and yellow like the sun. And finally a feeling of comfort and calm soothed him to a mechanical countdown to zero. 

Then darkness. 

The next thing he remembered was a sterile bright light and a great many scientist looming over him. They greeted him cautiously at the behest of a woman. Unsurprisingly, they fixed him with the term amnesiac and through routine studies found a Innovator in Sirius. That led them to the conclusion that he was an Anno Domini native. They, however, could not explain why they found him in a pod on the far-side of The Moon. It seemed illogical, there was no manned facilities or wreckage near him and so the mystery surrounding him was born. Layers had begun to peel but the majority of it was still intact. 

Due to the rarity of Innovators, their poking and prodding had not delved too deep and the secret of his existence has been kept so. For half-a-year, Sirius has lived with the scientist of Vitus, growing especially close to his handler: [url=https://i.imgur.com/HbJWuQ7.jpg]Tessa Stride.[/url] Lately, Sirius has felt a certain, tension within her. An anxiety that rolls off her like perfume. "Side 3" can be heard most often if he listens closely to the surrounding scientist and they all reek of nervous anticipation. It honestly just makes him want to rip the bandaid off... but to what exactly? 

[color=#33ccff][b]Skills: [/b][/color] Innovator Abilities, Natural Mobile-Suit pilot (undiscovered), Zero-G tolerance and attunement, Danger Precognition, Singer, Quick-learner 
[color=#33ccff][b]Items: [/b][/color]
[list][*] GN-Drive Pendant (contains actual GN-particles inside)
[*] Civilian clothing (above picture)
[*] Dagger (gift from Tessa)
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[hider=Free's Neodu][Center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjgwLjAwMDAwMC5UbVZ2WkhVLjA/partizano.regular.png[/img][/Center]
[Center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PSpvyB0.png[/img][/Center]
[center][h1]Modified Worker Mobile Suit[/h1][/center]
[center][h2]Sirius Free[/h2][/center]
[color=B22222][h2][u][b]Unit Appearance[/b][/u][/h2][/color]
This Neodu appears starved with portions of its initial armor missing. Specifically the armor of the localized thighs, upper arms, and shoulders. Its paint job was either deconstructed or completely change, for the armored parts are a deep-black and its skeleton a gunmetal. This includes the bulky shin-guards and back boosters.  Despite its mighty or seemingly pointless modifications, the Mobile Suit's lack of use and abandonment has left superficial frame damage and overall weathering.   
[color=B22222][h2][u][b]Technical Details[/b][/u][/h2][/color]
[b]Accommodation:[/b] Pilot Only (cockpit in torso)
[b]Dimensions:[/b] 18.0 meters
[b]Powerplant:[/b] Photon Battery
[b]Equipment and Design Features: [/b]

	[color=F0E68C][u][b]•Flashlight[/b][/u][/color]
It might seem inconsequential but this Mobile Suit once worked in the vastness of space. It has a flashlight that's comparably meant for such an environment.

	[color=F0E68C][u][b]• Ultra-compact Armor Plates[/b][/u][/color]
Simply put, its tougher to destroy the cockpit, lower arms, and shins of this Neodu. Though not substantially so, though it speaks volumes its modifiers goals. Beam weaponry could easily penetrate though common weaponry outside of missiles would take more than usual. 

	[color=F0E68C][u][b]•Photon Battery[/b][/u][/color]
The energy system of the Regild Century. Powerful but experimental and dangerous. It was impossible to analyze without the resulting explosion destroying any and all evidence of its existence. Information is scarce. How its recharged, if so, is unknown.

[color=B22222][h2][u][b]Weapons and Combat Capabilities[/b][/u][/h2][/color]
[h3][b][u]Handheld Armaments[/u][/b][/h3]

[color=F0E68C][u][b]• High-Hardness Rare Alloy Knife[/b][/u][/color]
Paired with the Neodu during its modification, lightweight and strong. Most visibly in the shape of katana. Not an exact match for the Neodu but it does the job. More or less just an option made before deployment. Weathered gunmetal appearance. 

[color=F0E68C][u][b]• 120mm Machine Gun[/b][/u][/color]
A weapon typically deployed with Neodu. It uses standard ammunition and is designed to be lightweight. Weathered gunmetal appearance.  

[h3][b][u]Fixed Armaments[/u][/b][/h3]

[color=F0E68C][u][b]• Photon powered Beam Saber[/b][/u][/color]
A beam saber stored in its upper-binder, latched onto and charged by the Photon Battery of the suit. Short usage due to the reliance of Photon energy, automatically cuts off after a two minute use. 

[h3][b][u]Strengths and Weaknesses[/u][/b][/h3]
Originally a worker type Mobile Suit, at its core the Neodu hardly competes with machines reinforced for war. The modified version sacrifices the little defense it had in exchange for minimal speed and hardy-plates in more critical areas. That sacrifice exposed joints and other areas of target in the process. In a nutshell its a high-risk, high-reward suit relying on a competent pilot to make use of its scavenged armory.   

[color=B22222][h2][u][b]Technical History[/b][/u][/h2][/color]
This particular Neodu was found floating amongst others in the Debris Ring Field. It eventually found its way to Side 3 and participated in the testing of a young Coordinator. From her suggestions it was further modified with the intentions of sacrificing its meager defenses for a boon in speed. Once deemed complete, very few pilots were keen on using it. Some found it too fast, others too slow. Two pilots died piloting it through space. Though accidental and wholly avoidable; the reports concluded they were incompetent. The majority despised its lack of defenses and a small portion said it looked like a bad omen. Either way, the outcome was it gathering dust on Side 3, awaiting its next victim.[/hider]
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[hider=Tessa Stride][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/HbJWuQ7.jpg[/img][hr][sub][color=#ff3377][i]"Angels banished, have no choice but to become devils..."[/i][/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5P8D4c_LzQM]♪[/url][/sub]

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[color=#ff3377][b]Callsign: [/b][/color]
Dreamer
[color=#ff3377][b]Gender: [/b][/color]
Female
[color=#ff3377][b]Age: [/b][/color]
26
[color=#ff3377][b]Role: [/b][/color] 
Scientist of Vitus Space Colony
[color=#ff3377][b]Origin: [/b][/color]
Human from Alexandria Space Colony
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[color=#ff3377][b]Personality: [/b][/color] Approachable, Nurturing, Stubborn, Clever, Distrusting, Temperamental
[color=#ff3377][b]Attire: [/b][/color] Civilian clothes (above) White lab coat (when on duty)
[color=#ff3377][b]History: [/b][/color] Tessa was born on Alexandria to an old-fashioned farmer. She never knew her mother and didn't care too after a time. She was content to live her life working with her hands, helping her old-man provide for the other colonies. Afterall she had a gift with machines that seemed just right for her current situation. Every now and again, she would express a genuine interest in the workings of the colonies, the stars, and other obscure chemistries. An interest that hadn't escaped the notice of her sensible father. Wiping grim from his blistered knuckles, he posed the question of what she'd like to do with her life. 

She paused in the midst of her work, and that was all the answer he needed, but he let her try to convince him that she was happy to toil away in the dirt. A grunt was all he replied and from there he begun to save up for her future. When she turned sixteen, he proposed she apprentice to one of the locals. This unassuming man was her first steps towards Vitus. He taught her alot about agriculture and from there introduced her to biotech and environmental sciences. He loaned her books, stacks of them and she devoured the knowledge like food. On her eighteenth birthday, quaint as it was, her father slid a nondescript envelop across the wooden table. He took a sip of blacken coffee and simply told her to "Dream big."  

By the time she was twenty-two she had made her own contributions to the advancement of the colonies. Though they went down in history as group contributions. Two years later she would begin her studies into Advance Humans after dealing with her father's untimely death, at times treating the subjects more like machines than people. Because of the trauma associated with her father's death at the hands of a once-trusted neighbor, Tessa leaned heavily into a sense of self-reliance and distrust of others. 

Two more years had softened Tessa's edge and left her wondering what she truly wanted out of life. It was the discovery of an Innovator on the moon that had sparked something inside. After having the amnesiac pushed on her and discovering the youth to be oddly magnetic and naïve, she decided to take the responsibility of his education onto herself. From there the two seemed to peel each other apart and formed a sister-brother bond in the span of six months. She hopes to protect him but fears that the world might take him away unjustly. With talks of presenting some of their patients to Side 3 for military inspection, Tessa's starting to feel that her worries are founded.  
[color=#ff3377][b]Skills: [/b][/color] Keen Observer, Analytical, Abstract Artist, Hand to Hand Fighter, Mechanical Intuition 
[color=#ff3377][b]Items: [/b][/color] 
[list][*] Maintained Leather Holster
[*] Handgun
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