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@NyantaStarhunt  
“thank you sir… hate to twist the knife while you’re hospitalized but i’m putting together a new merc outfit, you’re looking at the first pilot of the frontier nobles, as soon as the next mission down there is finished.”

the cat lays in his bed tiredly and watches their recording
 
Hm good job guys

@NyantaStarhunt  
with that he returned to the barracks portion, he had of course been in training to one day become a pilot, but to just happen across the title… a lot ahd changed over the course of a single mission.

@Cerebrate  
Kilos or sure yea!

@NyantaStarhunt  
“anyways, i should get some sleep while i have it warm here. see you around.”

@Cerebrate  
(Yes gen is a bird)

@NyantaStarhunt  
(bird?)
 
“our sniper? in man and machine, i’d love to have him but merc work is a fair bit harsher than militiaman, if he’s willing to enter the major league like this, i’d be happy to have him.”

@Cerebrate  
Kilos and the Bird?
 
(my feelings lol)

@NyantaStarhunt  
“Nyanta i can forget the boy commits to a cause until he is actively rejected by it, the shark boy… i get the impression he’d be open to being his own head researcher without having any militia ethics comission breathing down his neck… benko. i honestly haven’t talked with him much aside from giving him lip about rejecting a titan of his own… i don’t think he likes me. and the guy with the head ribbons… i haven’t actually talked to him at all.”

@Cerebrate  
I know of them yea. he coughs they dont really fight for anyones side really.  
you gonna ask any more of your friends to join you?

@NyantaStarhunt  
“alright, after the next militia op, the frontier nobles are in business, knowing amy you’ll be getting a call from “a good friend” soon, you know the advocates.”

@Cerebrate  
Kilos thats what i am offering for myself yea yea!

@NyantaStarhunt
 
@Praedyth  
Imos: “i think i may have just the thing then… see we need a mission control, fish up the jobs, send the kids off to the playground and send a shuttle to pick up anyone still alive when it’s time to go home. it’s the last position i need to fill before i feel confident getting it off the ground.”

ima just leave this here.) Zeke was in another one of those zoned out moments again, as the coffee started to wear off… and this time he decided to just sleep wherever the hell he was even if it was uncomfortable

@Cerebrate  
Kilos mhm. I am pretty old actually. I am 43. And i am getting tired of doing the actual fighting. I can tell you wahts up most of the time

@EclecticInspiration
 
@NyantaStarhunt  
“aren’t functional cybernetic legs the things diploma wielding engineers make for their passing test? as in shouldn’t any civilized planet have a really low cost on them? but nevermind that, Kilos, how many tours have you had? i imagine you’ve been around the block and learned to judge good jobs from bad?”

@EclecticInspiration  
Kilos oh I am pretty much done fighting for both sides. motions to the wheelchair
 
Sixxes I am the one who is know associated to Imos.
 
Kilos. Yea James was a good man. I’m sorry for you loss…
 
Sixxes thank you

@NyantaStarhunt  
“No- I remember you. I forgot which Titan this is, though.” He gestures at Sixxes, who’d greeted him. “I’m not that dumb. Oh well. I’m surprised they’re letting you roam around, especially in here.”

@Coriolanus  
why not both?

@NyantaStarhunt  
Not really rage, but more figuring out what the heck a prolonged 24-30 round burst would ever be used for, as no field manuals ever really advise against it… Alone with his thoughts though in space, he looks around at the universe surrounding him, starting to wonder how in the grand scheme of things, set on a stage this big, ppl still be fighting one-another over terrestrial landwars.
 
When, and if he survives all this, he’d certainly turn to something more pacifistic, like astronomy, or animal handling.

@EclecticInspiration  
Kilos: chuckles_ well I am not titan but my name is Kilos
 
 
@Coriolanus  
ah yes its good to let off a little rage with a full mag dump

@NyantaStarhunt  
“hmmmm” ^%>;/%
 
Reentering the lasing chamber with the weapon remotely powered down, he picks up and collapses its batwing/treebranch-like phased arrays, returning it into stowable form, before tossing and locking it away into his personal locker.
 
Headed outside of the vessel where a live shooting range for pilots has been arranged leading off of the ship’s outer hull, he turns his attention over to his BF-R; specifically, it’s obscure-purpose “full-magdump burst in one triggerpull” setting…

@NyantaStarhunt  
“Woah uh hol’ up there, I just helped.” ‘>___> “It’s good to see you moving around, though. Howdy, uh…I forgot which Titan you are.”

@EclecticInspiration  
Sixxes Hello Benko, how are you
 
you see Imos talking to a wheelchair sat Kilos the IMC officer you saved
 
Kilos: OI YOU YOU saved my life!

@NyantaStarhunt  
but that’s gaaaeeeeee
 
Once packed, he notices his nap from earlier has him not-tired. He groans and, seeing as he doesn’t have much else to do, goes looking for the others. It takes him a while, but he’ll eventually look in the titan bay or whatever the fug that’s called.