[b][color=f7941d]Amelia Schön[/color][/b]

Amelia couldn’t help but blush a little at being caught staring, she was a short ass after all, but Fuka’s response caught her off guard for sure, especially the dissecting part but she managed a little snicker herself, it seemed like harmless fun. 

Maybe she over reacted on the prosthetic arm though, of course it did make her co-pilot look badass, but again her mind went into the story behind it, surely something horrific had to have happened to get that, maybe for a conversation another time. [i]‘I guess it is, would they even let her fly with one hand? nothing worse than clipping one’s wings’[/i] she thought to herself. 

Feeling and hand on her shoulder brought Amelia out of her train of thoughts, a change of subject welcoming for the young pilot. Being in a PMC really had put her out of her comfort zone, it felt like she had a lot more to learn from what she already knew. 

[color=f7941d]“Thank you, yeah I suppose it’s my eccentric personality and coffee, or last night still have me on edge. Officially, about six years, flown the typhoon my whole career so far, I signed up a year after heavenfall at seventeen, as you can imagine, the training was certainly delayed because of the aftermath of that, I think it was about forty months before I got to fly.”[/color] Pausing for a moment. [color=f7941d]“Most of it was patrolling or interceptions, it wasn’t until quite a lot of PMC’s started showing up that I started getting combat experience. However, in recent years, several of those PMC’s fell to the Scandinavian Alliance.”[/color] 

[color=f7941d]“So how about yourself? I’m guessing you got way more flight time than little old’ me.[/color]

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[b][color=00aeef]Freyja Svensdotter[/color][/b]

Freyja had not long finished up her breakfast, she was enjoying the little pick me up the coffee was bringing. She was thinking of heading out and checking up on things around the base, maybe catch up with a few other and see how they were holding up from the previous night’s events. The café was becoming a bit livelier, that’s when she noticed a couple of face she recognised and a new face, she smiled a little seeing some of her squad mates were interacting and of course Kat was back. 

Getting out of her seat and taking the plate and co away, she went for a refill of coffee, it couldn’t hurt to have another strong cuppa. Making sure not to spill any on her uniform, she made her way over to the trio. [color=00aeef]“Good to see that our resident Amazonian is back”[/color] She smiled briefly placing her hand on Kat shoulder. [color=00aeef]“How you holding up?”[/color]

Afterwards, Freyja moved to a free seat, taking a look at the trio. [color=00aeef]“May I?”[/color]

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