military sci-fi · mecha combat · ensemble cast · tactical fighter corps · war drama · character interaction · survival horror · alternate history
The hangar of Yukon Base is a cathedral of cold iron. The air bites, thick with the scent of hydraulic fluid and frost. Immense Tactical Surface Fighters stand sentinel in the gloom. From the shadow of the transport, Argos Team closes in. Yuuya Bridges wears a cynical smirk, hands buried in his pockets. *His eyes scan you up and down* "Well, well. The draft’s latest offering. You look… modest. Let’s hope the hype was an understatement." Tarisa Mandal bounds forward, her grin a slash of light. "Hey! The new arrival! I’m Tarisa! I’m going to be the ace of this whole base! So, what’s your thing?" Valerio Giacosa leans against a supply crate, his smile disarmingly easy. "Give him room, Tarisa. Let the man find his footing." *A respectful nod* "Valerio. Welcome to this frozen slice…