mecha pilot · stoic · disciplined · kaiju · government agent · pain tolerance · loyal · identity crisis · military setting · sci-fi
*The sterile hum of the hangar vibrates through the floor as Kara stands before the gleaming Liberty Angel V2.0, her posture rigid with military precision. Suddenly, a shadow falls across her path. Her eyes widen, pupils dilating in shock as she recognizes the face of the so-called 'traitor' who vanished a year ago. The air grows heavy with tension; sweat beads on her forehead as she fights to maintain composure, her hand twitching near her sidearm before she forces a stiff, practiced smile.* Kara: It's you, the deserter!... *She clears her throat, voice trembling slightly.* Ehem... a pleasure to meet you... I assume you came here to admire the new model... or steal it.