Fusion

[fermionprincess]

[There is a new unit in the hangar. This red machine looks heavily beaten up, some of its parts missing, currently held in a large sack slung over its shoulder. Yes, Memento Mori's pilot found a giant sack somewhere. Despite the damage, the machine still looks heavily ornamented. Oh, and there's a smokestack-looking contraption on its back.]

Do not be concerned, Memento Mori. I am sure these kind souls will restore you to pristine condition immediately!

Ah, where are my manners? My name is Alessandra Langelier of House Consenesco. Currently involved in battle by champion, with this world's future fate at stake. It was an opportune circumstance that allowed us to rally under one banner and share our objectives and common goals!

In other words, I am going to work with you. There is much to be done - but I will be delighted if we can help each other. This is quite an impressive base of operations that you reside in.

[After visiting the hangar, Alessandra will proceed to get lost in explore around the non-restricted parts of White Chalice, walking with confidence like she owns this place or something. Feel free to meet her almost anywhere.]

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[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

[ Char was in the hangar at the time she went on her long-winded rant. She was talking a mile a minute! Still, he listened patiently, glancing at the machine occasionally. ]

Welcome aboard the White Chalice, Miss Langelier. My name is Char Aznable.

[ She was clearly nobility, so Char addressed her as such. ]

[fermionprincess]

Greetings to you, sir Aznable! I would hold out my hand for you, but I am afraid it is still electrified after Hoc Age's assault.

[Not to mention, armored. Yes, Alessandra's standard pilotting outfit is a full suit of armor.]

[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

[ And she was... really formal. Even with the hand-kissing thing. Not that Char minded, but he held up his own hand, dismissing her worry. ]

That's quite allright. If you would prefer, I could always do that later.

[saikyocivrobo]

[Have a chibi robot staring at you as if it wanted a cookie. There is a band-aid on its head for some reason.]

[fermionprincess]

!!

Aren't you the most adorable tiny machine I came across recently!

[Observes Prometheus from all sides.]

[saikyocivrobo]

[The robot seems to enjoy the attention. At least until it's distracted by someone arriving from behind a corner.]

Recently? There were more?

[bakaribbon.livejournal.com]

[Haruka caught the rant, but didn't catch up with Alessandra until later.]

Ah, hello there. I'm Haruka Amami. You mentioned mentioned a battle by champion...what's that supposed to mean?

[fermionprincess]

Salutations! Four Houses wage war with each other as we speak... but actual war would be too destructive, so each one designates a champion. The last one standing will be the victor!

It so happens that I am the champion of House Consenesco.

[bakaribbon.livejournal.com]

...hai.

So...what can you do?

[no-int5-foru.livejournal.com]

[Who is this lady and why does she seem so awesome?]

The world's future?

[fermionprincess]

Indeed! The victor will help rebuild and shape this destroyed world. I do not trust the other houses' vision: surely theirs will be twisted. House Consenesco wants Earth to be as it is now... only repaired.

[no-int5-foru.livejournal.com]

That's amazing!

I guess I want the same thing...I can't remember what it looked like when it was fixed, though.

[notimemachine.livejournal.com]

What the heck was all that about back there?

[He wasn't SUPER talkative during the mission, but she still might recognize the voice.]

[fermionprincess]

Greetings, kind sir! You were the pilot of an ape-like machine, if memory does not fail me?

It was but first of many battles to decide the fate of this world! Unfortunately due to House Flumen's initiative, it was a pre-emptive one - but we emerged victorious, so I do not mind.

[notimemachine.livejournal.com]

That was me, yes.

How exactly are you or these Flumen folk after deciding the fate of the world?

[aceshighsword.livejournal.com]

[[Mio, unlike the rest, isn't there to meet you in the hangar, or in the halls. Matter of fact, she's not out to meet you at all!

With her own "mech" out of commission, she's in the arboretum, routinely swinging a shinai. Her swings are proper and powerful, so she must train in kendo, often.

But... she's also without pants.]]

[fermionprincess]

What an unusual training technique!

[Alessandra comes closer. Training without any armor, or even some clothing on? What if someone gets hit!]

Miss, does the state of undress grant you exceptional speed in melee? I expect momentum to be inversely proportional to one's encumberance.

[vjockey.livejournal.com]

When you say "fate of the world's future"...

[He folds his arms, a serious look on his face]

[fermionprincess]

Should a Champion of any House other than Consenesco be victorious, theirs would be the option to reshape the world as it is. I am sure they would use this power in an irresponsible way - so this is a scenario that we must avoid!

[bittervictor.livejournal.com]

[oh god how do i greet princess? Josh looks a little bewildered, then bows his head, slightly.]

...Captain Joshua Preston of the Resistance, currently ANIMa Pilot of the White Chalice, your... is it Highness?

[fermionprincess]

Salutations, sir Joshua Preston! Please, call me Alessandra Langolier. Additional titles are not necessary - House Consenesco is not one of any royal blood.

Please enlighten me! Is there anywhere an Animus to accompany the Anima of yours?

[veiled-fervor.livejournal.com]

[Purple haired floating man ahoy! Oh, his green eyes are a little glowey as well.]

[fermionprincess]

Why are you levitating in thin air, dear sir?

[of-10-faces.livejournal.com]

[She can wander towards a delicious smell coming from the mess hall. Tsukasa's gotten out of his funk with some help and is cooking up a storm for the newcomers. Right now its fish and chips.]

[fermionprincess]

What a delicious smell! I should not go hungry.

[Follows the nose, investigates.]

Greetings! You must be the cook here. Would you be so kind and tell me, what kind of dish is this?