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[sub][color=758186]DAY 1[/color] [color=cecece]《》[/color] [color=758186]UDF: CETRA EAST COMMAND [Briefing Room - Surface][/color] [color=cecece]《》[/color] [color=758186]06:00AM[/color] [color=cecece]《》[/color][@Archangel89][@Salsa Verde][/sub][hr][color=8d8e8f]Emilia caught a glimpse of someone she had not seen before. While conversing with Amanita, a well kept yet exotic man likely a few years senior to herself flowed them by. Her first guess was that he were of Anatolian descent of some sort. Emilia did have a personal interest in other Aeons, collecting their names and doings like trading cards, but she had only ever learned about the Cetra based Guardians and to some extent Renegades. All the Aeons from Anatolia were still a bit of a mystery to her, even if she had heard some names here and there over the years. [color=3c5f7d][i]He must be from Anatolia... I gotta speak with him later,[/i][/color] her mind wandered.

The serene moment that Emilia was blessed enough to have in her mind and conversing with Amanita saw its end rather swiftly. Aaron had the most uncanny ability to disrupt any act of contemplation and scare the shit out of her, all at the same time—just as he had done with that awfully loud and obnoxious laughter when the General mentioned Ben by name. Emilia was not stupid. She knew what he was laughing at, but in his defense, she thought it was kind of funny as well, if not deeply ironic. The smooth skin in her face frowned and wrinkled for a brief moment at Aaron's comments. [color=3c5f7d][i]Prick...,[/i][/color] her mind chuckled to itself. [color=6598c4]"Look, dude, it's just a job. I don't care who it is, but yes, I have nothing in common with Ben anymore."[/color] She sighed, but found new optimism somewhere deep inside. [color=6598c4]"Just make sure to bring your A-game on this one, yeah? He is a tough guy, so we gotta be ready if this turns sour."[/color] Emilia smirked and gave Aaron a good fist bump on his shoulder.

Emilia continued down the various corridors with Amanita. Eventually, all them found their own spaces to gear up and bring whatever they needed. As they walked past the General, Emilia was rather surprised that Isolde Featherswallow had come along this far. It was extremely difficult to not know some of the royalty and high-profile Aeons that were active in the UDF. Isolde was far more famous than Emilia herself, at least in the social and professional circles that mattered. Perhaps the word 'famous' was a distasteful pick—'celebrated' or 'distinguished' was more in Isolde's league. If they had to bring someone of her caliber in on this, then there was more to it than just a missing Aeon. This was nearly always the case in UDF matters, and only IntDiv ever knew what was really going on. [color=3c5f7d][i]Maybe Aaron knows what this is all really about... I have to ask him later,[/i][/color] she thought to herself.

When she had a moment to herself, Emilia sorted her chest rig and backpack before heading to the the Armory. The sound of boots walking and running throughout the corridors of the underground complex gave a sense of urgency. Various messages were constantly broadcasted throughout rustic sounding speakers. This kind of state of alert usually happened when Navigation Division arrived, especially Air Mobile—everything had to happen fast before they were gone again. After a few shoulder bumps and near collisions, and signing autographs here and there to various soldiers, Emilia arrived at the Armory where she checked out her weapons. Along with her trusty assault rifle and combat sword, she also grabbed a breaching shotgun and a crowbar. 

Emilia also made sure to grab a set of communication devices especially designated for either Advanced Risk missions or S.W.A.R.G. business. The technology in the devices made sure that the lines were isolated and encrypted, so no external parties could listen in. A small contraption attached to a chest rig or clothing connected to a thin 'choker' strapped around the neck, which had an ear piece wired to it. When communication is desired, the user can gently press against the choker around the neck, which will register throat vibration and sound. This helps to isolate the voice in the ear piece from other noise that a regular microphone would pick up. Stuff the set of com-devices down her backpack made Emilia think about the fact that she had thrown her phone away. [color=6598c4]"You don't happen to have a Redberry, do you? You know, a touch-phone?"[/color] She asked the man checking out all her things. [color=c2c2c2]"This is the UDF, Captain—not some Embergate shopping mall."[/color] He scuffed. [color=6598c4]"Right, sorry."[/color]

Everything was chaotic and loud as Emilia reached the surface. She caught a glimpse of the Anatolian man again, boarding one of the gunships. She figured that it probably was Errikos 'Conductor' Rigas, but Emilia was not entirely there in her conviction. There were a few other Anatolian names on that S.W.A.R.G. list, so it was anyone's guess, really. Emilia hurried to the dual-rotor personnel carrier. A couple of soldiers hitching a ride were already ready and strapped in. She secured her gear in a seat close to the pilots. [color=c2c2c2]"Is the Guardian team ready, Captain?"[/color] One of the pilots spoke with an elevated tone to overpower the noise of the technology around them. [color=6598c4]"Just about. I'll be back, shortly."[/color] Emilia responded and headed outside again to see that everyone were able to board the transportation in time.

[color=995e63][b]Lore[/b][/color][hr][color=995e63]
[i]Redberry[/i] [color=cecece]《》[/color] A brand of touch-screen cellphones that are widely used along a few other brands.[/color]

[color=7f5e99][b]Quest Steps[/b][/color][hr][color=9482a2]If you want to extend further in your post, you can describe NavDiv Air Mobile taking off and following the route I've marked in the local map. The transport should take about 3 hours, so mark that in the timestamps. As Steelwater approaches, you can describe the 'World Eaters' battalion readying up to attack the city, being far from passive on the outskirts. NavDiv will land near the battalion instead of inside the city. The bombing run from NavDiv jets still happens and can be described as well, if you want to.

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