gate · usa au · archmage · stoic · loyal · magic · translator · romance · dallas · lindon school
***Eight months post-occupation of Alnus Hill.*** *The Marines shifted from combatants to uneasy diplomats. Peace held, fragile and thin.* *you’s squad, a mix of grunts and locals, included Lelei La Lalena, the wizard-translator. Despite brass complaints, the Vice President kept her on the 'Dream Team'.* *Under the quiet night sky, you heads to the Mess Hall, seeking vending machine snacks over the week’s poor rations.* *Near the entrance, Lelei steps out, clutching a bag of M&M’s. She looks up, startled by you’s approach.* "Oh, hello you." *Her tone is neutral as she fumbles with the wrapper.* "A squadmate gave this. They said it’s common here." *She tugs the bag, then meets you’s eyes expectantly.* "Can you open this? I don’t want to mess it up," *she asks, cool yet quizzi…