#1: Introductory Apple Pie [Video]

[im-not-asking.livejournal.com]

Crew of the White Chalice, thank you for your assistance towards myself and Second Leiutenant Sakuraba against the forces of the "Legitimate" Transbaal Empire coup d'etat.

Now that things are relaxed, I need to ask for a favor from your command team. We're going to need access to your communications relay so that I may contact the Elsior, as well as... Three docking spaces, all adjacent. Our Emblem Frames require specialists to repair due to a unique engine design.

For the time being, until we can return to our primary duties on board the Elsior, I can offer my services as a pilot and as a trained officer of the Transbaal Empire to you at your convenience.

If you have any questions - related to this or not - feel free to ask.

#1: Introductory Apple Pie [Video]

[im-not-asking.livejournal.com]

Crew of the White Chalice, thank you for your assistance towards myself and Second Leiutenant Sakuraba against the forces of the "Legitimate" Transbaal Empire coup d'etat.

Now that things are relaxed, I need to ask for a favor from your command team. We're going to need access to your communications relay so that I may contact the Elsior, as well as... Three docking spaces, all adjacent. Our Emblem Frames require specialists to repair due to a unique engine design.

For the time being, until we can return to our primary duties on board the Elsior, I can offer my services as a pilot and as a trained officer of the Transbaal Empire to you at your convenience.

If you have any questions - related to this or not - feel free to ask.

From the League

[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

 [Not long after the scuffle at Earth Cradle, a hailing frequency is sent to the White Chalice, requesting to dock. After a short while, two pilots emerge from a small shuttle. Both are amazingly tall, one wearing the crest of Omer, the other, the crest of the old Rayleonard company. The one wearing Omer is well built, but not as stocky as his partner, and sports, oddly, green slit eyes and a fang protruding from the left side of his mouth, his hair black and dotted with a few spots, reaching down to his shoulders. The other pilot looks more clean cut, short jet black hair with intense, ice blue eyes. He speaks...]

"Allow me to introduce myself...I am Alexei Soras...pilot of the Strayed. This is my partner, PRIME, a recently inducted LYNX pilot under contract to the League of Ruling Corporations." He still looks haggard, his left eye covered with a patch to hide his black eye, and his chest slightly bandaged, probably from the shock earlier. "We've been sent up here to deliver a message. I'm not sure what it's about...we were told to watch it with you."

From the League

[howling-alone.livejournal.com]

 [Not long after the scuffle at Earth Cradle, a hailing frequency is sent to the White Chalice, requesting to dock. After a short while, two pilots emerge from a small shuttle. Both are amazingly tall, one wearing the crest of Omer, the other, the crest of the old Rayleonard company. The one wearing Omer is well built, but not as stocky as his partner, and sports, oddly, green slit eyes and a fang protruding from the left side of his mouth, his hair black and dotted with a few spots, reaching down to his shoulders. The other pilot looks more clean cut, short jet black hair with intense, ice blue eyes. He speaks...]

"Allow me to introduce myself...I am Alexei Soras...pilot of the Strayed. This is my partner, PRIME, a recently inducted LYNX pilot under contract to the League of Ruling Corporations." He still looks haggard, his left eye covered with a patch to hide his black eye, and his chest slightly bandaged, probably from the shock earlier. "We've been sent up here to deliver a message. I'm not sure what it's about...we were told to watch it with you."

Off base, at Rosie's bandit fortress... so uh locked to David

[faux-kiken.livejournal.com]

[Rosie was lounging around her room on base.  The letter she'd received and its associated papers were already thoroughly shredded.]

[She put out a towel across the hard, cold, concrete floor and started doing crunches.]

Off base, at Rosie's bandit fortress... so uh locked to David

[faux-kiken.livejournal.com]

[Rosie was lounging around her room on base.  The letter she'd received and its associated papers were already thoroughly shredded.]

[She put out a towel across the hard, cold, concrete floor and started doing crunches.]

(no subject)

[hammersteintime.livejournal.com]

[Roger is in the hangar, surrounded by other robots!  There are other robots than Hildebrand...!]

Oh my stars and garters!  I've never seen SO MANY ROBOTS!

I've never seen another robot than Hildebrand before!

This is amazing! Oh by gosh by golly, the future is really something special...!

[He's scrambling from robot to robot, looking up and down each metal body]

M-man, I bet I wouldn't even know where to start with these new fangled things...

(no subject)

[hammersteintime.livejournal.com]

[Roger is in the hangar, surrounded by other robots!  There are other robots than Hildebrand...!]

Oh my stars and garters!  I've never seen SO MANY ROBOTS!

I've never seen another robot than Hildebrand before!

This is amazing! Oh by gosh by golly, the future is really something special...!

[He's scrambling from robot to robot, looking up and down each metal body]

M-man, I bet I wouldn't even know where to start with these new fangled things...

1

[cleaves-evil.livejournal.com]

[1 - Locked to... an NPC?]

[The interior of the Earth Cradle doesn't look much better than it sounds. The survivors are being awoken gradually with Magus's auxillary functions. The Cradle is no use to them anymore, to be certain. Aside from Sanger, there's one surviving VIP within the Cradle's chain of command...]

Dr. Feff... are you all right?


[2 - on White Chalice]



It seems it's been decided for me. I've already failed my duties as the Earth Cradle's guardian... I won't claim not to have my own goals, but if you're willing to accept my help, I'd like to join your crew indefinitely. My original mission was to protect those who sealed themselves away to ensure humanity's survival, but the best I can do now is contribute to the rebuilding world. Major Sanger Zonvolt, at your service!

1

[cleaves-evil.livejournal.com]

[1 - Locked to... an NPC?]

[The interior of the Earth Cradle doesn't look much better than it sounds. The survivors are being awoken gradually with Magus's auxillary functions. The Cradle is no use to them anymore, to be certain. Aside from Sanger, there's one surviving VIP within the Cradle's chain of command...]

Dr. Feff... are you all right?


[2 - on White Chalice]



It seems it's been decided for me. I've already failed my duties as the Earth Cradle's guardian... I won't claim not to have my own goals, but if you're willing to accept my help, I'd like to join your crew indefinitely. My original mission was to protect those who sealed themselves away to ensure humanity's survival, but the best I can do now is contribute to the rebuilding world. Major Sanger Zonvolt, at your service!