Heart of Courage

[Alley]

Léa remembered what it was like before when she was just an aspirant in the Royal Navy. Before becoming a tool. But atleast she was the tool of a good cause, and not the tool of a self-centered tyrant that blindly continued to follow the steps of his ancestors. Life has never been easy with her she thought, and remembered the few friends she used to have before they dissapeared. She always prefered to say dissapeared instead of dead, a self-preservation mechanism to never fall into loneliness. She always expected to see them when coming back from a mission, but they were never here. "Probably on a mission" she tried to convince herself of each time. It's the price you pay when you integrate the secret operatives group of the Princess Alice DeFrance. Between the memories of the squad operations and her lonely commando operations, she remembered her current mission and looked at the red ruby necklace attacked at her neck. She's been waiting for these "Alcor" operatives for more than 24 hours now at Weebee's Chop Shop and they still weren't here. "What the hell are they doing ?" she thought as the finished her glass of water.

"You' still gonna' be here fo' long ?" Asked Weebee, an old retired Molly fond of smokes with messed up grey hair.
"Likely." replied Léa.
"Well good ! Gimme an hand with dis' engine."
"Heh. Atleast it will keep me busy untill they decide to arrive, if they ever actually arrive." she said.

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Alley was right.