Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140906215813/@comment-7489529-20140923161832

Halvard tossed his regular Pilot's Jacket in a locker, and nonchalantly kicked it shut. Looking to Arcturus, he peered at the picture.

"Never would have guessed you were a family man..."

He strolled to the door of the locker room and stretched.

"For me, growing up was just me and my father and mother. And loooooooooots of training."

As he walked out of the locker room, an engineer ran up to him.

"Sir! The enhanced mobility short wings have been installed, and we added another submachine gun, as per request!"

"Alright, good job."

As he strolled down the catwalk towards his mobile suit, a voice came on the comm system.

"All members of Team Sigma, report to the shuttle bay. You will be transferred to the mass driver's shuttle in approximately 30 minutes."

Hearing the announcement, Halvard jogged back the way he came, towards the bay where shuttles transferred personel.