Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24901923-20150907013943/@comment-7489529-20151127030911

The shuttle flew through the expanse of space, on its way to Earth's moon. There, Sigma would deliver their mobile suits for an extreme upgrade. Halvard leaned back on his seat in the front, feet propped against the front mirror, listening to music on his old-school cassette player. His team was doing various things to prepare themselves for what was ahead, including mingling with the new recruit. However, Halvard, for the most part, kept his mouth shut. In his experience, fighting alongside someone could tell him more than enough about them. Words were petty, in a sense. Suddenly, alarms began to blare inside the shuttle. Halvard rolled his eyes.

"Shuttles must be bad luck..."

On all screens, the insignia of the Heavenly Adonis, now commonly known across the world, appeared, alongside a heavily encrypted voice.

"TEAM SIGMA. MY COMRADES HAVE FAILED. I SHALL NOT. BRING OUT YOUR THREE BEST FIGHTERS."

Halvard stood, popping his neck.

"I like this one already. Alright, who wants a piece of the action?"