[In the aftermath of the Wulgaru attack a familiar face makes a return... at least for a while. Leos and his team - not just the two that accompanied him but a number of other pilots as well were taking some time off at a Unity Group base.]
Well... I'm glad not much changed. Like I said to everyone out there.... its good to see you all again.
[There's something odd about Leos as well. For one he doesn't seem as energetic as he was before, and his voice was significantly more calmer too.]

"So this is the Unity Group huh? Can't say I'm impressed."
Boyle. Do shut up. Remille. Keep your brother from talking too much please.

"Understood Commander Klein."
[Boyle simply grumbles and folds his arms while the rest of the Frighteners chuckle at his expense.]
So. About that Pudding.
Well... I'm glad not much changed. Like I said to everyone out there.... its good to see you all again.
[There's something odd about Leos as well. For one he doesn't seem as energetic as he was before, and his voice was significantly more calmer too.]
"So this is the Unity Group huh? Can't say I'm impressed."
Boyle. Do shut up. Remille. Keep your brother from talking too much please.
"Understood Commander Klein."
[Boyle simply grumbles and folds his arms while the rest of the Frighteners chuckle at his expense.]
So. About that Pudding.
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Now now Remille. Dido's a friend. Play nice.
[He forgot she was Boyle's twin sometimes. Things like this remind him of that little factoid.]
They're my team. When I took on my new job they came with it.
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Forcing a smile, Dido extends a hand to Remille, trying for a friendly hand-shake. After all, maybe she was just judging by appearance: If Leos works with her, surely she can't be all that bad, right?
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"Do forgive me, I've just recently seen combat. I'd rather not get any more filth on my hands than I have to."
[Dido, you see a near unnoticable twitch at Leos' mouth. Like he was about to frown but something forced him back into a smile.]
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She tucks her thumbs into her work belt. "But you better cut down on that Sass around me, Remille, if you know what's good for your AC."