>>6347288>>6347296To say that there are eyebrows raised as you approach is understating it.
<span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">A single woman, Held in shock as the civilians amongst her look as pale as death itself</span></span>.
It... Would be obvious, given ZAFT had just barged into their lives altogether, A Mobile Suit seemed so unlikely to be seen in a neutral colony such as this... <span class="mu-i">And for all the various ones they've seen...</span>
"I'm with the Archangel, First Lieutenant Grenel Loos." You talk away into the integrated loudspeakers of the Mobile Suit as the woman eases down... Before seemingly explaining away to her audience.
"I suppose your unique circumstances made you avoid the full brunt of the explosion, Loos." The woman raised her pistol however, as you finally closed in "But that Mobile Suit... <span class="mu-i">Where did you get it?</span>"
You heard your slowly accelerating heartbeat pacing as you acknowledged the obvious. Allan was a lucky pass, but it seems like this woman actually knew the person you're impersonating.
"It's... A long story, I-." You tried to explain only for the woman to futilely held her pistol towards you.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">As the Strike's eyes suddenly light up, it unpacking something from a truck behind it</span></span>
"<span class="mu-s">Open your cockpit, I'm not taking any chances.</span>"
>Open the cockpit as instructed.>Hesitate, bide for time however long it takes.>Step Back, try and contact the Archangel for a password to prove friendly.>Raise one of your rifles at the Strike as it is booting up, This is getting you on edge.>Write-in 