Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140906215813/@comment-24901923-20140923194417

Arcturus was on the way to the MS hangar to retrieve his helmet when the announcement came through the comm system. The Faunus collected it from his Viking's cockpit, thanked the engineers working on refitting his MS, and walked towards the shuttle bay, the item tucked under his arm. He reflected on his teammates' reactions to his picture. He could relate very much to Halvard, being taught as a warrior from age four and never attending a real school until boot camp. Peter he could also understand, the private still being a greenhorn and likely a bit shocked at the Clan's size and make-up, if nothing else. Arcturus was a bit surprised by what he read of Merel through his training and her comments, but it seemed like the other Lieutenant would be the next of Sigma to have a Silver Moon locket on order. Both she and Halvard were the first military personnel he'd considered as possible Clan initiates since marrying Rowan. He sighed a bit wistfully at the thought. His last round of leave hadn't felt nearly long enough and he couldn't wait to return to her and the rest after this last tour.