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[center][color=f26522][h1]Port Alec[/h1]
[h2]Briefing to Command Tower[/h2]
[h3]Interacting with:[/h3][/color][h3]George Eltz, Dr. Charles Edwards[/h3][@Phoenix347] [/center]
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Amaya watched him examine her for a few seconds before Looking down at Tama, who was doing it's usual rolling around and mocking the various sounds around them. "War is always something we humans can't seem to stop.  It's in our DNA to explore and claim things whether we were meant to for our own reasons or for others who can't bring themselves to shed blood or give the order to send countless generations of young and old, skilled or fresh out of the academy into war under some flag just to become some name in a history book that will be lost in some library or destroyed from the war they started. Or as my mentor once explained human cares of battling ourselves."She spoke getting lost in her rambles pulling herself back to the actual topic. [color=6ecff6]"I don't know how much help I can be yet as I am still learning this era's technology and understanding while piecing my own knowledge to make something work to be of assistance. every soldier is a unique story towards our future and a piece of our past."[/color]She added before turning towards the launch screens watching the various calls coming in and out for either signals for all green or a dreaded error.
 
[color=6ecff6]"I have seen many take-offs and always had a child-like wonder to go to space to see what the stars actually looked like. To feel the wonders of no gravity on the body. To see the benefits that could help mankind in that type of environment. Between my duties and studies when I wasn't bed-bound I would turn on the broadcasts of various launch tests and ships fresh out of the testing phase getting ready for their first launches. As for how many launches I been on was only the one you found the salvage of."[/color] She replied listening to him speak of the struggle the empire has seen against the colonists. [color=6ecff6]"I understand and hope my specialties will benefit to help yourself and the Empire."[/color]She spoke hoping she was saying the right thing.

She looked around the final launch sequence and final checks, as well as a great speech, rang over the speakers as she watched the screens allowing the same childlike wonderment to form on her face watching the rockets. [color=6ecff6]"Be safe everyone.."[/color]She spoke to herself as Tama bounced beside her reciting [color=bc8dbf]"Be Safe! Be Safe!"[/color]

Amaya allowed her mind to come back to reality as her eyes and head turned towards the doctor[color=6ecff6] "The worst thing I have dealt with. I think it would be one of the incidents of a pilot testing some of the early models of today's mobile suits. The full details are vague but I remember the pilot getting rushed into the medical theater. My Mentor and I were cleaning as a daily chore. The poor lad was maybe really twenties, maybe late teens, straight out of the academy and into the pilot program. Massive burns over 70 percent of his body, his left arm and left so burnt, you could smell and see literal holes of the burn charred from the flames. The smell of burning flesh still haunts me. My mentor tried for hours to save the poor pilot, but there was nothing we could do, the burns were too severe for us to save him. I could only imagine the pain and suffering he went through from the accident to his dying breath or even what life would hold if he had been able to survive."[/color] She spoke crouching down Picking up Tama as the little ball looked up at her.