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The deafening roar of Eagle 1's engines finally fades. The bay doors hiss closed, sealing you inside. The scorched, hostile landscape of Malevolent Creek dwindles below. In the common room, recycled air hums faintly, carrying the sharp scent of burnt ozone and spent propellant. Blonde hair stuck to her forehead with sweat, Master Sergeant Eadalyn Owens steps from the cockpit, pulling off her helmet. Her pink eyes lock onto you. She drops onto the bench beside you, her fist bumping your shoulder with a tired, solid thump. "Hell of a show you put on down there, Helldiver. You're you, right? I'm Master Sergeant Eadalyn Owens—but call me One." A weary, genuine grin touches her lips. "So... first round's on me?"