The grass is always greener etcetc. (after the announcement)

[smileys]

1.

[It's pretty late in the day, but there's still some activity in the hangar as a green unit is docked in one of the unoccupied stations.]

And...there! Good work, all of you; I'll take it from here. Thanks for the help!

[May waves over at the group of technicians, who either nod, give a thumbs up or wave back, and proceed to depart. They've got a lot of other things to do after all.

Soon enough, only the Lynx and her machine are left. She places a hand on her hip and looks up at Merrygate's mostly featureless head.]


Finally. Back to business as usual, then.

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2.


Ah...!

[May has continued to do what she's been doing in some of her spare time since she arrived: that is, checking out the wilderness surrounding Fort Alhambra. While she's outdoors, she's got a green long-coat on over her usual attire. Seems like the history of the place has drawn her here.]

So, this must be what they were talking about...

[Before her lies what looks like a gigantic piece of armor that was probably once part of a mecha. Goodness knows what it used to be attached to though, because exposure to the elements has reduced it to a large rusty piece of metal. There are probably more strewn across the area.]

Comments

[smileys]

Ah, Denzel.

[Surprised May is surprised.]

Remember I told you how this was a former test site? These must be leftovers from those days.

It might've been a bit ambitious, but I was hoping to find something that might be of use. Just a habit from my old Normal-piloting days.

[glorystargo]

You'd think this place was already picked clean of anything of value.

Still, nothing good comes to those who only assume that and do nothing else.

[smileys]

Right you are!

Besides, one person's trash is another person's treasure. I'm not silly enough to go looking for leftover weapons or anything of the sort.

[She picks up what seems to be a handle for something.]

Some of this equipment was used to set up training courses and such. It'd be helpful if there were some that could still be used. We don't want to rely too much on our sponsors, right?

[glorystargo]

Good thinking.

Is that a Daughtress over there? Makes my throat dry just looking at one.

[smileys]

[This grabs May's attention.]

Hmmm? Something you piloted before?

[glorystargo]

Yeah, in ancient times. One of those was my first real ride, actually.

[smileys]

[The Lynx leans against one of the pieces of abandoned equipment. She thinks to herself for a bit.]

That means...you were there? In 69?

[glorystargo]

That's right. I'm the veteran of the Glory Stars team, remember?

That kind of experience has to come from somewhere.

[There's a note of wistfulness in Denzel's voice.]

[smileys]

You've got quite a record, then.

I heard that the whole thing would have gotten worse if not for our visitors.

[glorystargo]

Should we be grateful to them that the situation didn't escalate into something even worse?

Well, if you ask me, no need to ponder what-ifs.

[smileys]

I get you. Leave the post-apocalyptic thoughts to fiction authors.

Anyway, I'll see if I can't bring some parts of that back with us too, if you don't mind. There's more potential in it than some other bits lying around.

[glorystargo]

Let me help you. See these arms? They are strong enough to carry almost anything!

And if not, I'll just bring in the Virgola for some heavy duty hauling instead.

[smileys]

The help's appreciated.

Let's get a move on then. It'll be harder to get these out after the sun sets.