Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24684131-20151208064212/@comment-24684131-20151208125455

By the time Mint and her crew had touched down, Altan had walked the Red Dawn into the hangar and got her strung up in the frame for diagnostic. He stood and watched as the C.A.S. made its way off the transport as the gaggle of technicians swarmed around its feet, a cigarette hanging from the side of his mouth and his bodysuit undone to the waist. Letting out a puff of smoke, Altan couldn't help but be in awe of the titanic machine as it rested in the sunlight, almost to the point he didn't notice the rabbit eared pilot hop out and make her way over.

Looking over his shoulder at Dawn - shrouded in the shade of the hangar as his staff ran diagnostics - at her call, he smiled and decided he quite liked this girl already. Taking a long draw on the cigarette, he dropped it from his mouth and crushed it under the heel of his boot as he turned to face Mint.

"Thank you, though...uh..." He looked over his shoulder at the various men and women who had stopped what they were doing to stare at the LT Mech. "I do believe yours offers far more of a spectacle, heheh."