Born on an backwater colony, you lived an hard life, eking out an existence with your sister. Survivors of an terrible biological weapon beset upon your home by the federation, you had to make do since you were children. That meant living, teaching, and working together to keep what areas of the colony you could still running to survive. You had not even heard of a Mobile Suit until years later as the old Colony communications array was semi intact.

Be it out of fear or protection of your sister, you dared not communicate with the outside world, be it federation or those of Zeon who had been fighting for Spacenoid Liberation.

That was until you could hear the hail of an ship trying to dock with the colony of Blackwater. "This is Commander Galen Messer of the Muspelheim, is their anyone their, please respond?"
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>"This is Erik Bridger, I read you."
>Have they returned to finish you off? Stay silent
>"We should get our suits on Rachel..."