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

[smileys]

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[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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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

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[glorystargo]

"This" being what exactly?

[The Glory Star squad leader appears from behind a pile of junk.]

Sorry, I just happened to be overhearing you.

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[a_linear_mind]

Isn't that a NEXT? You pilot a NEXT now?

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[srwjunker]

Russel has been watching the Merrygate's crew for a bit but didn't want to disturb them while they were working. It's only now that he steps forward to speak up.

"So that's your NEXT I take it? A curious machine but I won't lie to you. Kojima tech unsettles me given what it can do. Then again It might just be what we need for some of the things crawling out of the Pacific if we can't get a Jager deployed in time. Err I'm sorry my name is Russel Bagman I'm with with Halloween Plan test group here in the Unity group."

Russel offers May his hand to shake.

[2]

[fire_dancer]

While May looks over the old bit of wreckage she might notice there's another chunk of some old war machine there, the differences is? Someone's doing something on it. She's currently balanced on a rather unsteady part of the wreck and seems to be putting herself through some sort of martial art's Katas. He movement are quite fluid and her eyes are closed as she does this all perched on the wreck. Is she aware of May? It's hard to tell.