PSA

Feb 01, 2007 09:42

That time of the month again, eh? Camp's regular enough these days that you wonder if it's got some kind of PMS schtick to go with the newbie inflow.

Anyway. The name's Dearka Elthman. Seen any guys in uniforms like these hanging around? We're part of ZAFT-- full acronym's too long to explain, we'll leave it at 'group of military peacekeepers' from back home. Most of us got stuck in camp for different reasons, but that doesn't mean we're off the job while we're here, heh.

We've got ourselves a little outpost around [insert location here]; most of the facilities're open to you guys, so if you want a go at the simulators or work on your aim at the shooting range, feel free. Just use your common sense while you're around, don't go opening any doors marked RESTRICTED AREA and the place stays public. We clear? 'Course we are.

And while we're at it, might as well introduce the crew.



- This here's Yzak Jule. Commander and fearless leader of the team in this place, at least. You got anything to say about the base or ZAFT or related official business, you go to him or me, but I gotta warn you that he's not the type to take crap from anyone. Respect, man.


- Shinn Asuka. Hard-headed little brat of a redcoat, but ain't no slouch in a fight. Girls've probably got better luck asking him if you need anything; goes all puppy-eyed and yappy when you do.


- Rey za Burrel. Talk official business with him if you can't find Yzak. Not too sociable, but you can count on him to get things done.


- Lunamaria Hawke. Another one of our reds, and probably your best bet if you're just looking for a nice anti-emo chat with someone. Not that she can't do her own bit of asskicking, mind.


- Meer Campbell. Not officially ZAFT personnel but does the whole moral support gig. Again, another one for the anti-emo. I'd like to think that ain't a girls-only thing.

And before you ask. We're what people back home call Coordinators; genetically modified humans to be faster, stronger, better and all that. Though I gotta admit we're a little more lightweight compared to some of the other camper types around here, but I don't think it'd be a great idea either to mess with any one of us. Just saying.

So anytime you've got yourself a little problem-- the kind that's out for your corpse in a bag or your balls for breakfast or anything else you're really not too keen on losing messily-- there's always a couple of us 'round here with some pretty shiny guns all waiting for a go. Give us a holler, girly scream, brickbat through the window, whatever. Maybe not the last one. Shards're a pain to clean off wood, y'know?

And if you need more firepower than that you might as well check out someplace else like the Amestris dorms, where they're packing alchemists and shit. Man, the day we get a decent mobile suit in this place...

Any questions? I've got all day.
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