>>5132501Up close you got a clear look at their crimson berets, the pin is an Alpha symbol clutched within the claws of a majestic hawk in mid flight. Taking it slow, you put on a polite tone. "Howdy everyone, I am Corporal Mortimer. I'm the Theta Candidate, it's very nice to meet all of you. I hope we can get along well and cooperate like true comrades in arms... Would you mind if I sit?" You gestured to the seat. The five girls were spread across two sofas. Three on the right and two to your left. The girl in the middle of the trio spoke up first, the others looking to her as if for a judgement. You knew at that moment that she was in charge. Pinched scars crawled down her brow through her eye and onto her cheek.
The glassy orb made you even more nervous, her platinum hair long and kept in a reserved style. "It is nice to meet you too, Corporal Mortimer. I am Sergeant Castilla, Alpha unit candidate. You're a lot politer than the behavior of the other units suggested, but we haven't exchanged more than glances with them. So you may sit." You nodded your thanks, a bead of sweat racing down your neck as she mentioned the other units. Seeing the large breast from the corner of your eye. Fighting yourself to not even remotely look toward them, focusing entirely on Castilla. She didn't falter under your gaze, you thought she might even be enjoying your reserved and formal attention. "Well then where are my manners? To my left, is Specialist Yiva. Another Alpha candidate." You gave the girl a respectful nod, not wanting to interrupt the sergeant by saying anything.
Yiva has dark mahogany hair, a big fringe covering her forehead as the rest flowed down to her shoulder. Freckles dance across her nose and cheeks, the red and white striped sweater she was wearing stretched to contain her large chest. You quickly looked to the next girl. "and on my right we have Specialist Sophia, Alpha candidate." She gave you a small wave, her hair golden brown. Like the scales of some mythical dragon, an earthy yet shiny tone. You swore you could feel her clear blue eyes staring into your soul. Thankful Castilla continues her introductions, you follow her hand and watch the remaining pilots. "On the second couch we have, on your left is Specialist Lucy and to her right is your fellow Corporal Brigitta. That is all of Alpha Unit, so quite a few substantially more than Theta managed to produce." Her tone hawty and superior, a thin smile lining her lips.
