>>6338905>>6342762>??? = 99 (Majour Success)Mu la Flaga's rise through the military ranks of the Atlantic Federation wasn't stellar.
<span class="mu-i">Orphaned at a young age, A famous father to always be compared with... The opening blows of the Bloody Valentines Conflict even just as few as five years back.</span>
But he had made it big... <span class="mu-i">In theory.
And theory usually had a rather misfortunate habit of being tried by reality and proven wrong in the worst of ways.</span>
Gritting their teeth as their ribs are pummeled one more time, the Hawk of Endymion, now chained crudely with wires to a girder within a covert Morgenroete hangar.
"Alright, Cough it up, What congressman within the Senate sent you here to snoop on our private dealings?!" One of the brutes with the Red armband spat as Mu just hung their head low.
Withholding the urge to spit back blood upon them as the weary man in the formerly-iconic pilot suit of the spatial-awareness corps just grinned.
Well, that confirmed they were a secret organization within the alliance... <span class="mu-i">Maybe not so much that they were elite if this Brute and their lackey was anything to amount to</span>.
"Jesus, Melam. He's the Hawk of Endymion? Don't you think we're-?" A glare of the brute towards their thin lackey just dispelled any notion.
"Yep, which is why <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">I ain't hitting him in the face.</span> Gets the message across without speaking ill of us.</span>"
Mu let out a guffaw, the Brute's plan being so ridiculously ill-suited that he couldn't control it.
"What's that, Punk?!" They yelled out quickly holding the Blonde ace by the neck of their suit, raising their fist for a punch "on second thought! We can do whatever. Learn in hell to never mess with <span class="mu-i">Phantom-</span>"
Mu had expected getting socketed then, if not for red-banded arm to grab the fist of their would-be abuser. Twisting it back as a sharp snap is heard.
"S-Shit, <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">Coordie!</span></span> I only tied him up, I didn't-!" The thin soldier grabbed their now injured companion, quickly exiting the hangar and making their escape...
As Mu glared at their would-be saviour... <span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">Before looking towards the face of the machine that had been transported by the Hidalgo.</span></span>
