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[[A good week and change after Operation Mars, Mio finally makes her way to the hangar, and gets on her 'typical-DW-intra-ship-commnication-device'. ]]

I'll be making an announcement regarding the 501^st's future aboard this ship in five minutes. Attendance is optional, mandatory for the 501^st.

[[And after those five minutes pass, she begins her statement.]]

After the successful execution of Operation Mars, the Neuroi threat to the Earth Sphere is all but fully wiped out. While a few squadrons are still hard at work cleaning up the remnants, our job, the 501^st's job aboard the White Chalice is hereby complete. The squad is to be disbanded as an official military unit under Brittanian command.

You girls (she addresses them as if Yoshika, Lucchini, Shirley, and Lynette are still actively here), are free to do as you wish, be that stay on board and continue to help, or head home.

I, personally, will be remaining here as an instructor. I can... no longer fly, but I can still teach these people a thing or two about fighting outside their machines.

Strike Witches. Dismissed!

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[[Mio enters the hanger looking rather winded. Seems she came from outside for some reason, and outside of obvious exhaustion, she doesn't seem too chipper either.

But when has Mio ever been the kind that just smiles for no good reason?

She makes somewhat of a bee-line to her Strikers and slides into them. Now, normally when the other girls do this, they slide in, the ears and tail pop out (which in Mio's case, occurs), there's a fairly sizable magical circle under the Strikers (which in Mio's case is NOT the case at all, it's rather... well... tiny), and the propellers start spinning like a blender on crack (which in Mio's case is ALSO no the case!).

Mio seems to be struggling just to get the strikers past the start-up phase, and is getting little more than a sputtering engine.]]

Rrrrrrgg... start...

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[1]

[It's a calm evening, so Devon used the opportunity as storytelling time for her own daughters. The story is about forest animals, which requires some extra exposition because forest animals aren't exactly commonplace in Gucun.]

And so, the brave little fox knew he would never see his friends again. But he knew they escaped big trouble only because of what he did, and for him - it was all worth it. And they knew it too, and they were all very proud of him.

And they lived happily, never meeting each other again, but never forgetting.

"That's... that's unfair! Mom, this is too sad!"

I know, Nuan Chun. But sometimes, sad things happen.

The little fox didn't regret his actions. You're not going to be sad for him, are you? He wouldn't want that.

[2]
[Later, the kids went to bed already. But Devon stayed on the observation deck, taking into the night. And she looked wistful.]

He wouldn't want that, huh...

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Tsukasa was quiet, keeping to himself. The usually louder person had been keeping to himself, eschewing any of the self-appointed duties. Instead, he was lost in thought. Ren was gone, perma-retired, Shinji was barely around, Eiji, well he had only brief interaction with OOO anyhow. Gentarou and Kaitou were here, but after a month of being gone, things felt, well, different.

Maybe it was the way he looked at the inactive cards on his list, or maybe it was how he often found himself watching the backdrop, daring it to change. In all, he was a quieter, more subdued Tsukasa.

'You are a shadow of who you used to be, Decade.'

"Geist knew who I was. Who I am." With that, he sipped his coffee, favoring his side which still burned with a little pain.

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(1) For Pit/Paultena
[[While she did manage to deflect Medusa's eye-lasers, her personally forged katana was now stone, and not magic steel. Hopefully she could find the little cherub and have hid Goddess correct this minor injustice.

(2) For the rest...
[[While Mio was feeling incredibly accomplished, she wasn't quite as happy as she could be about the "victory" that had come to pass. Well, personal victory, considering she was going on 21, and any other witch would have retired from combat at least. No, she did damn well on that sortie. But the problem was she didn't have the one person she could truly brag to around anymore.

Mio was finally feeling the loss of Tsukasa, now that she had a moment where she, wasn't too busy to actually realize it. What makes this disappointment shine is that she's docked her Strikers, yet she hasn't gotten out of them yet.

Come cheer her up.]]

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[[Yesterday, the Major was minutes from sortie, for her only to silently withdraw. She didn't say a word to anyone; not Yoshika, not Shirley, not the rest of the sortie squad... she simply withdrew before taking off.

And she looked pissed.

In short order, she was looking for her Ensign... and nobody was going to stop her...

Though you might could stumble along and wonder why she suddenly didn't deploy, or might carefully be navigating the halls still in her strikers.]]

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1. [Hangar]

[Sometime after the mission Ichitaka can be found in the hangar smiling like a loon.

He had finally rescued his Grandpa. Not only that but he had also defeated GreAT once and for all, completely gained his brother's trust, got on good terms with Imber, was maintaining his relationship with Haruka, AND on top of all of it, he finally had a spiffy new upgrade for Rushbird.]

Can't believe it took me a year to get everything done.

2. [Arboretum]

Hmmm what am I going to do now?

[It turns out that after he completed his main goal Ichitaka found himself at a loss on what to do next. Right now he's just laying down in the middle of the arboretum staring at the ceiling.]

3. [Locked to Jukai]

Hey I didn't get a chance earlier due to everything that happened but thanks. If it wasn't for you we might not have won that without casualties.

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[[Today is a day of days... Major Mio Sakamoto is not in military uniform at all. She's not even in kendo gear! Even her sword isn't at her side! Something is clearly amiss here.

What she's in is a red sundress, skirt cut shorter for, you know, Witch standards. She's also not heading for any of her usual spots, rather, heading for an open balcony where she can simply relax.

But, this cannot go unquestioned! Something is afoot! Something must stop her and inquire!]]

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Prompt for Yoshika and Lucchini

[[There's a message for you two, and it's from the Major. You're to come see her ASAP, for a special assignment.]]

Prompt for a gathering of several commander and head-honcho types; Char, Haman, Shirley, Hayato, Eri, Lockon, etc. etc., so long as you're a 'commanding officer' of 'something'

[[This is a meeting, in a secure room. Almost a strategy room, but, yanno, since this isn't a matter of combat, not quite. There are no charts or maps or anything prepared so this DEFINITELY isn't a combat matter.!]]

As you've read, I called you all here for, what I feel, to be a serious manner. Although logistically we've been coming out on top of several of our recent encounters with the various factions and foes that plague this planet, I believe that, as a group, we're losing. Though you may not agree, crew morale is slipping terribly. And as with the case, previously, with Miss Caine, matters only seem to be getting worse. I'll remind you that the majority of our combat strength on this ship are not only children, but civilian volunteers with no military ties.

I propose that we do something, anything, to raise morale on this ship. I have my own suggestion, which, I'm certain several of you may not entirely agree with, but, I open the floor for suggestions or concerns, if any are to be had. Otherwise I'll continue.

[[There's no particular order to tag to (2), but, if you want to have an order, that's fine. Just coordinate, otherwise, post discussion freely! Basically, we're shooting for a party of sorts here.]]

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[ Casshern has been taken into White Chalice custody. While the Chalice's brig contains only three maximum security cells for high-risk prisoners, Casshern willingly entered one of them, without even needing to be restrained. While the cells were humanely furnished, they were considered "maximum security" due to the fact that they have built-in airlocks that open and blow the prisoner out if they attempt to escape or cause any damage to the ship.

Casshern also willingly submitted to a few initial tests; his AI has been scanned, though it proved to be extraordinarily complex, and matches no known signatures of other known AI producers; and Casshern turned over a blood sample. Yes - Casshern had blood.

There is a large sign at the security checkpoint: "WARNING: HIGH-RISK PRISONER - TURN OVER ALL WEAPONS AND SHARP OBJECTS HERE - ABSOLUTELY NO HOSTILE ACTIONS"

Casshern can be found seated at the edge of his bed, staring at the floor. His helmet is seated on a small table, and he hasn't touched his food. ]

They said its just a precaution until they look at my programming, but...

[ He'll say as someone enters. ]

If... If I killed Luna... if I caused the Ruin... I deserve this.

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[1]

(You are in the hangar minding your own business when you see something new flying towards the Chalice. A giant, three headed, mechanized monster that stands at 100 meters and has a wingspan of 150 meters. It lands in the Chalice hangar, barely fitting at all. You then see a woman descend on a cable to the floor. She turns to looks at you and nods.)

My name is Emmy Kano. I am a member of the Global Defense Forces and pilot of Mecha King Ghidorah. I will be staying here for the time being as I...seem to have fallen through a dimensional rift when I was fighting Hedorah.

[2]

(Emmy is deep in thought and looking over large piles of history books.)

This is amazing. A whole other dimension. I think I will need to make a comparative timeline of my timeline and this dimension's timeline. It would be wise to read up on as much as I can.

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[[With so much damage done to the ship as of late, Mio's doing extra guard duty. After all, she took a few months off to ~~elope with Tsukasa~~ forge herself a new magical sword. And with her brand new Strikers being completely untouched, she's feeling all sorts of awesome and invincible!

But after some time, the Major comes back from a break. Curiously, she never took her gun with her, only her sword. Pretty confident just going out with only a sword while the ship's in it's rather... beat up state.]]

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(During Yoshika's years in school prior to her being recruited for the Strike Witches, she made sure to know certain words even if she didn't know when they would be used. One of them was 'lull,' which was defined as 'A short period of calm.' During this particular lull, lots of changes were happening on the Chalice and she wasn't sure if she liked all of them.

One of the strangest changes had been happening to herself, as she'd gone back to see MarKus to get another round of tests done concerning her powers as well as how well her Striker Unit was doing. Those results were the same: the Striker ran fine, but she still couldn't fly or even hover well in it! It was the results of her own magic that had her worried. She hadn't even looked at them yet, but she was comforted by the fact that Lynne had gone with her during the tests.

Yoshika's currently in the kitchen, but as she's not on duty she's sitting at one of the tables with her results in hand. And she's not hungry but she hasn't eaten since getting the results which was only a couple of days ago.

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[After slowly accepting that she could be both a girl and a hero, Mad was slowly coming to grips with her feminity. Sure she would still flinch at the sight of the PreDesu's Holographic AIs but she was getting better... more or less. Such as it was she decided to try her hand at the things she decried as 'girly'... however: ]

( The 'gory' details )

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(1)
[[Silly title aside, Mio is, in fact, not herself. Though she's put on a new RED eyepatch and her hair is wild red streaks. Now's your time to ask her what the heck is going on.]]

(2)
[[Mio seems to be herself, but, she's taking things relatively easy. Cuppa joe in one hand, and a towel over her shoulders. Particularly, she's in a white bathing suit sitting on a crate in the hangar, overseeing a few technicians working on a spiffy new pair of Strike Units. Bother as you deem fit.]]

If only that hadn't... been necessary.

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[[Well, Mio's finally all well and good now, but, that means that she's on her way out the door.

She's packed what little she needs; which is probably miniscule compared to Tsukasa's things. A Brittanian transport has come to pick her up as well, but it's not as if she's just going to hop on and take off.

There's her squad, and her friends, who would surely like to say goodbye to her, despite the recent line of loss and tragedy they just went through.

Surely Tsukasa is here too, but you could probably shoot him away if you're trying to have a more ~~moe~~private moment.]]

((After this post is concluded, Mio (and Tsukasa) will be off the ship until the next Strike Witches mission. This would be that transition from Season 1 to Season 2. Canonically, that's a six month gap; here's hoping that it won't ACTUALLY be that long!))

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[[It's Tuesday... It's been two days since Mio was shot and she's... visitable now.

She happens not to be in one of the beds though, and is rather seated in a wheel chair, though, her legs do not seem to be broken, or even damaged; dare you stare long enough to find out.

But she remains in the infirmary for now. You may have also passed up MarKus on his way out.]]

Current Location: infirmary

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Current Location: infirmary

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[[The typically stern, calculating, stone face of the major is broken into a girly smile. She stands beside the newly-arrived stealth fighter, long after it's pilot has sauntered off to deal with the captain, or whatever other Chalice occupants might drag her away.

Clearly, this overly happy grin is something rare for the Major... She'd even admit her cheeks here hurting! Just what in the gosh-golly heck is she so giddy about?

Discuss.]]

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[1]
The calm skies above the White Chalice was broken. Those on the deck could see a long smoke trail. The producer of this smoke trail was a strange airplane. It's camouflage would make it hard to see, yet the obvious engine trouble showed it's hand. Those on the Deck get a shock as the other engine starts to flame out!

[2]
Clearance was given, and the plane limped it's way into the landing corridor. The landing was tough, but successful, as the grey pixely fighter came to a rest. Those in on the deck can see the pilot opening the canopy, jump out and raise there hands. The Pilots face obstructed by a large flight helmet, Even the eyes were bathed an a green glow. A surprisingly soft voice came out, "I request repairs, and fair treatment."

[3]
After some convincing, the pilot acknowledges the White Chalice as a friendly group.
"I am Mobius One, of the Independent State Allied Forces."
The Pilot still had not taken off her helmet, and the low buzzing of the lights give the pilot a uncanny quality. "I will be working with you until my craft is repaired, and my role repaid. Does anyone have some water?" as Mobius one slumped down in exhaustion.

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[Network:]

[The voice is small, barely above a whisper. She's hoarse and exhausted from the battle.] Hello everyone. I am Doctor Oenone Zero, of the Green Storm ressurection corps. I want to give my most heartfelt thanks to everyone who just assisted me in the defense of the village of Seahaven and to the crew of this...landship for allowing me to stay here for a bit. I was cut off from any backup. If you hadn't shown up...I, I don't know what would've happened. That town woud have been demolished for materials to build Springwheeled even larger and its people made into slaves to work in the town's guts.

In case you've never seen one before, that was a Mobile City. Most of them survive by catching and "devouring" other mobile cities and static settlements. That was only a middling sized one, not one of the big urbivores, so if you hear of one in the area, be very careful.

My stalker squad is with me as well. Those are the five cyborg-creatures, each around eight feet tall. While they're fearsome in battle and they look rather scary, don't be scared of them. They can't move while they're switched off and even if they weren't, they need an operator to give them commands.

As a surgeon-mechanic of the ressurections corps, I am qualified to install, build and maintain any kind of prosthetic. If you should ever need that kind of help, please don't hesitate to contact me.

[Action:]

The woman who sent the distress signal is small and slight, with dyed green hair. She wears a worn uniform, with a green lightning bolt on one tricep and a grinning death's head with a cyborg eye on the other. You can find her one of several places on the chalice:

1: Right after the mission and transferring Wendell to someone who can help him, rather than merely stabilize his conditions, she stumbles out of her airship, exhausted, tears staining her cheeks. Battle doesn't agree with her, it seems. She'd thought she was dead several times over.

2: Reassuring her birds. Their feathers are mixed with the metallic and their gears whine and click when they move, but they hop and move like living birds and seem to respond to her attention, becoming visibly less agitated.

3: The next day, in the hangar bay, repairing her stalkers. Two of the mechanical men are badly smashed. Their innards show, a grotesque and Gigerian internal diorama of metal and long since mummified insides, commingled and connected. But as she connects one thing, screws something else back in, their eyes glow again, red like demons.

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[The heads of the two schools had spoken, and Garderobe was being given a tour of IS Academy. One particular student, however, seemed to have gotten "lost" from the group, and was exploring on her own.

[Of course, said student was Arika. She hadn't intended to get separated from the group, she was just distracted by something down a hallway they passed, and after she was done exploring that, the group had left her behind.

[Not that this is stopping Arika. Nope, she's figuring she'll just give herself a tour... and maybe find someone who can help her not get in as much trouble with Miss Maria when she does get found.]

[ooc- I'll definitely tag this, tags just might be slow]

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[Given the turn of events one would have expected Luger to be somewhat thri-..no not really he's just himself as usual, not giving a damn about anyone. But something's different as you find him muttering in the corridors.]

Gott... This isn't funny... THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!!

[Luger is walking around the Chalice, looking extremely stressed out and on the verge of flipping out on just one wrong word. Also to be noted was the fact that he was covering the eye on his eyepatch side of his face.]

Has ANYONE seen my EYEPATCH?!

[His voice was more than a little strained.]

(OOC: This is probably gonna get a wee bit into the squick territory. What's behind Luger's eyepatch is not a pretty sight and I intend to describe it as thoroughly as possible to see how other characters react.)

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[1]

Decade. So you've seen what can happen without you.

[Tsukasa watched his other forms float around him as the one dressed in his normal pink armor stood there, arms folded.]

I have. Why did you let this go on?

Why do you believe you are the one? [asked the man cryptically.] You have much to learn. But you know what to do.

Yeah, I do. It was fun being a king though.

[Opening his eyes, Tsukasa slipped out of bed in his sleeping clothes as he made his way towards an open spot. Chambering his belt, he transformed to Decade as he stepped into the hangar. One Formride later, and a pile of GataKiriBa stood there. And then the hax began once more.]

Formride OOO TaToBa. Formride OOO TaJalDor. Formride OOO GataKiriBa. Formride LaToraTah. Formride Sakebi. Formride Shauta. Formride Burawakani. Formride Ryuki. Formride Blade. Formride Blade Jack. Formride W CycloneJoker. Formride CycloneTrigger. Formride CycloneMetal. Formride LunaTrigger. et all.

[Soon there was a pile of Tsukasa's standing there as he changed to Decade.]

Come.

[And the deck erupted into violence. Rider after Rider fell. Help Tsukasa? Maybe he needs it, maybe not.]

[2]

[Tsukasa's drinking coffee. He's regained his memories. He's pretty bruised up. Bother?]

(ooc: In 1, Tsukasa's fighting to regain his memories. Come help him, but lemme know first so we can establish a tag cycle.)

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[[Mio has called Tsukasa to the firing range, no secret about that. But it's that she gets clearance to lock the doors from the inside once everyone else has cleared out.

What's going on behind closed doors... especially in the firing range? Who knows...]]

[[But at least later people can catch the two leaving, and neither of them looking too happy about what happened? Did they have a fight? Does Mio have a weird gun-related fetish for private things? Or Tsukasa? Ho snap, it's awkward pestering time!}]

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1.) "Sakamoto!"

(It's a good thing Yoshika's off duty, as it's probably not at all proper protocol for a Strike Witch to be calling out for her superior officer while walking down the hall. It's not just to garner some attention; the girl really does have something important to ask her!

Care to help her out/distract her from her task?)

"Hello? Has anyone seen Sakamoto?"

2.) (Yoshika's humming lightly to herself at the moment, having seen the other Witches take good care of their Striker Units enough to finally catch on. That's where she's at right now-the hangar next to her Unit, making sure it's in tip-top ready shape for any future Sorties.

Her weapon isn't in range so if one was to interrupt her, she'll most likely jump up in surprise while turning around. And you might get to see her ears and tail appear, too!)

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1. [Corinth]

It wasn't so bad here in Corinth, the weather perfect and the people amicable. Tsukasa was hard at work taking pictures while at the same time holding onto a shopping bag with small miscellaneous items. The big stuff he had already put an order in with the government of this place and they'd send it over later.

For now, Tsukasa was taking pictures of the whole place, photographing everything from the sky to the people within.

2. [Corinth Again]

Grinders everywhere. So this was how life was in this city. The attacks were like clockwork. And as such, Tsukasa dodged and weaved, kicking out at a Grinder before grabbing a roll of bubblewrap and winding a couple of them up. Wish Mio had given him back his Driver. But he was still technically on sick leave.

3. [After the Grinders]

Tsukasa was back on board, looking a little worn for wear but alive. And he was dusting himself off as he decided to go look for that new Rider (provided he hadn't met him in prompt 1 or 2) and he was searching around for a place to put his new stash of coffee.

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[Video]

So I hear tale of other swordsmen- and swordswomen I guess, on this ship. I'm no stranger to a blade myself, and I'd hate to go rusty from lack of practice. Anyone up for the occasional friendly match? I'm on the observation deck if you're interested.

[Action]

As promised, he's on the observation deck. He's sitting crosslegged with his back to the railing at the edge, and has a pair of straight longswords in his lap, the only difference between them being that one is made of some kind of plastic and doesn't have a sharp edge. Safe enough to fight without risk of injury but hard enough to give you a few bruises if you don't pay attention.

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1. [Well that was fun. Tsukasa was already in and out of his check up, having been thrown around, encased in ice, arm slammed and his life force drained. He was planning on at least taking a nap after this, or maybe just go to bed early. Care to intercept him?]

2. [Locked to Ren]

[Wordlessly, Tsukasa dropped the Lab in Ren's lap. It was happy to see him. Pant pant pant.]

3. [After the impending carnage.]

[Tsukasa and the new dog were in the kitchen as he set down a bowl of water and some ground up meat and veggies. Said dog nibbled at it, lapping up the water. Care to interrupt the pair?]

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[[MarKus, after having that encounter with TECZ again, needs to blow off some steam. There's some rage, and a bit of anxiety, and some worry, but, well... we're letting that 'rage' take over, as he tries to beat the hell out of something to distract himself.

And just whom is he beating the hell out of...

The Major... !!!]]

Well, come on boy! You asked for this! Don't cower now!

I'M. NOT. COWERING!

[[MarKus and the Major clash with kendo sticks repeatedly, but, it's the Major that's actually beating him down most of the time. MarKus might get a good hit here or there but... Mio is whooping him pretty damn easy.

Eventually they quit going at it... after about an hour.

[[<---MarKus is over here, laying back on the ground with a kendo next to him.]] M... Major... swords suck.... haha

[[And Mio is over here wit ha towel draped around her neck. --->]]
It was your choice to use it. Do you prefer fighting with your hands?

[[Either person you pick, there's plenty of chances for interuptions. Mio just wailed on poor MarKus after he got in a fight and had his machine wrecked. Maybe she's being too mean? Or maybe you're worried about MarKus?]]

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((Sadly, something I don't have an icon for... No art exists...))

[[Mio has asked that the 501^st meet in the hangar, geared up for armed training. However, she's extended the invitation to any others who may be in need of space-oriented combat.

Of course, Mio herself is geared up in her half-of-a normal suit.]]

For some of you, this IS your first time in space. Surely you've taken the time to get used to move around in reduced gravity on the ship. Now, you'll get used to fighting in zero gravity. Make sure you're completely equipped for going outside. I will not have any casualties during training.

((Boys and girls... prepare for mock space combat! Pew pew!))

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Unannounced, a Zeon transport ship docks with the White Chalice. The passengers disembark, mainly consisting of a handful of elite guards who escort a small girl accompanied by a blonde woman in a long blue dress. The girl seems a bit tired and disoriented from travel, but her bright eyes flit here and there, taking in her new surroundings, and perhaps searching...

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