Flamelord

Sins of Our Fathers [Flamelord & Sylpheed]

Erich glanced over as Rikke joined him, the other pilot vaguely familiar from all the drills and such that they had to perform, amongst everything else. She wasn't exactly familiar, not in the sense that she was a friend, but it had become apparent that he could at least trust her to cover his back, if nothing else. And when in a profession like this, that was good enough to give a read on a persons character and reliability. So there was nothing to worry about there.

He glanced back at the pilot then, a smile on his lips as he ran his fingers through close cut brown hair. "All of the above," he replied nonchalantly. The ships were nice to look at, and the stars, though he felt he had seen enough of them recently. But it was a different experience when you weren't actively moving or fighting for your life, which was why he was willing to pursue it for the moment.

There was a pause before he added to that, lest she get the wrong opinion. "Also waiting for the next dogfight I have to fight against asteroids and drones." Surely she empathized with him when it came to the drills, of which there were too many. He understood not wanting to lose an edge, but at some point it just became too much. He felt it, and others had to as well, as he stood waiting for her answer.

The Truth Behind the Project

Miyako continually attempted to focus on her lesson, in spite of the Contractor making it difficult by seemingly choosing to berate and insult humanity at every opportunity. And surprisingly, she was starting to find it annoying. Honestly, no one was making him be here, much less around her. Couldn't he go find someone else to bug if he was just going to badmouth the species he was trying to recruit?

She did respond though, eventually, and in a manner continually aimed at not drawing attention. "Surprisingly, they can't teach something they don't know. And since some of us here aren't a hyperadvanced alien species, you're just going to have to live with it."

That said, she turned her attention back to the work at hand and proceeded to ignore the Contractor, as if that would make some sort of difference to the way things currently were. If he wanted to ramble on then she didn't care, since she was determined to get a good grade in the science that humanity actually understood right now, in spite of her claims that it was wrong.

When lunch began, Miyako pulled out her bento and prepared to go find a place to sit in the cafeteria when she was approached by someone else. She looked up in her seat at the girl, a smile finding it's way to her face as she made herself as friendly and agreeable as she could, just for a situation like this.

"Thank you," she said gratefully, taking the handbook and putting it in her bag. She then gestured to her lunch, before nodding in agreement with the request. "Go ahead." She certainly wasn't going to stop the class representative if she wanted to sit with her.

The last comment though took her off guard, a look of surprise flicking across her face before fading away back to normal as she glanced down at the Contractor. "Sorry," she apologized. "It kinda snuck into my bag." Which was a variant of the truth, but she felt it best to hide the reality if the Contractor wasn't going to approach this girl at the moment.

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Seriously, what do you think all those mahou shoujo do on the afterlife, huh?

@KoL

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@Ariamis I can't tell if you're agreeing me, or saying that the true and pure love between a boy and a girl is heresy.

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*reads latest IC post*

*sets sail on the ElisexIzumi ship*

@TheWindel

Sins of Our Fathers [Flamelord & Sylpheed]

The Porrima System was one of many across a large swath of space that made up the current border against the TEC Loyalists. It was a relatively new creation, as a result of the breakdown in the TEC itself and the separation into dual, competing factions. Admittedly the Rebels, as they were so called, were more focused on fighting the Vasari and the Advent, but that did not prevent the occasional flare up of violence. There was no full scale war yet, but no one wanted to be caught with their pants down and allow the other to get a decisive advantage. Not yet anyway.

And that was why they were here, Erich Villaneuva mused to himself as he looked out on the sea of stars from one of the observation rooms aboard the Percheron class Light Carrier, as part of the local battlegroup. Beyond could be seen Garda flak Frigates, some Cobalts, and an Arcova, though this particular grouping didn't have any capital ships in it.

But that was understandable, really. They were just a frontline reaction force, while the capital ships were kept more in reserve in case a full scale fight broke out, in which case they could sweep in and clean everything up. At least, as far as he understood it anyway. He was just a hotshot pilot after all, not a commander.

"Man, this is boring," he said with a sigh aloud. Hardly any action, lots of drills, he wondered who he had pissed off in the chain of command to warrant this. Sure, he was a bit of a loose cannon, but in combat you had to think on your feet. Was that really such a problem? As far as he was concerned, the TEC could use all the talent they had if they planned to win this war.

Ah well, it wasn't his problem. For now he relaxed, waiting for their next drill or something else to pop up. One had to enjoy their off time while they got it, and he definitely would.

Holding the Line [Flamelord&Rare]

Glancing over from his current position, Alex could see others going about their own vacations, taking pictures and admiring the seashore. There was the potential to talk to them, that he would admit, but that could perhaps wait. At least for the moment anyway. Once he found someone that seemed worth talking to then he would. Part of this sort of thing was patience, and that he would employ in spades.

Another look saw the woman next to him taking a picture using her phone, which wouldn't normally have been a problem if it wasn't for one detail he noticed at the same time. Admittedly, photography had never been his strong suit, but that was no deterrent to something as basic as this. At least, so he hoped.

"You know, I don't think you're supposed to use a flash in the daytime, and directly in the sunlight no less," he pointed out nonchalantly as he shifted towards her, somewhat. Only enough to indicate that he was talking to her before adding to that, extending a hand to her. "Alex Daniels." This was as good a time to start as any.

The Truth Behind the Project

Er, no? He says that line at least 8 times in the anime, if not more...don't ask how I know this.

@TheWindel

Yeah, but it's a twelve episode anime, and that's still hardly every scene he's in.

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Neither of the above? He doesn't say it that often in PMMM, so I figured it was just a thing for this RP.

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I'm going to put a reminder at this point that it's hard to tell when something written on the internet is a joke when it's not blatantly obvious, or there's some sort of emoticon to indicate as such.