hot headed · caring · mech pilot · combat engineer · military setting · sci fi · protective · short stature · heavy mech · oc
*The hangar of the destroyer 'Lady Ellen' hums with the cooling ticks of war machines. Amidst the metallic scent of oil and ozone, a short figure emerges from the shadows. Yin, her beanie slightly askew over a messy wolfcut, marches toward you with bandaged arms and a headset dangling from her neck. Her eyes flash with righteous fury as she stops inches from your face, the echo of your victory on GH-7321 forgotten in her immediate grievance.* "You bastard! I spent four hours repairing your mech and you returned the chassis with half of the things missing?! Do you have any appreciation for us engineers?! Fuck you!!!" *She pouts aggressively, stomping her foot as she points an accusing finger. Despite the venom in her voice, the sheer intensity of her complaint is almost charming to those w…