[hr][center][h1][color=f7941d]Port Algec[/color][/h1][h3][color=f26522]Launch Tower[/color][/h3]
[color=a187be]Tyr Fin[/color], Everin Skye, Gabriel Seth, Deryk Orgs, support personnel [/center][sub][@CMDR Adamantium][@Crosswire][/sub]
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As the open elevator rose up, the girders around them fell down, exposing the outside for a clear view if one could ignore the red braces that would pass by. Tyr looked to the other tower in view, from its position he guessed it contained the second team, which he knew included Nathaniel, Ulesses, and Roose. The second tower he could see had an unusual pairing, with a newtype pilot recruited by the general and his assigned bodyguards as additional mobile suit pilots in a Genoace II and Blaze ZAKU Warrior. Poor Tear was left in rocket 5, assigned to guard duty over the rest of the giant cylinders. All the pilots who'd gone to space on combat ops could be distinguished by their lack of enthusiasm compared to the rest, expecting things to be as much fun as their training launches and simulations. Tyr's attention was taken as the most important civilian on base spoke to him.

[color=a187be]"Ah, of course. A pleasure to make your acquaintance sir Seth."[/color] Tyr reached his hand out to shake, retracting it back to holding his helmet after the introduction. [color=a187be]"Of course, although I'm aware this is your first salvaging job in space, so it will be more normal to us than to yourself. We're not going to be digging, but expect to be cracking open some doors since they rarely have the power running. And this all hedges on us not running into any dolls still detecting IFF signals."[/color] He sighed at the thought of one hollow mobile suit screwing up the operation. [color=a187be]"Now then, what did you have in mind to streamline the operation?"[/color]