Within the tenets of Her Majesty's finest.

[Nika]

09.11.827 A.S. 23:54 SST

It was late at night Thach's lone Defender have breached atmosphere of New London and, following some basic guidance fugitive captain have dug up on Neural Net; now, following the landmarks it described, Jane reached for a massive construct towering over surrounding suburban buildings and rensembling a massive fortress meant to withstand any adversities and display strength by it's mere existence.

Rugged superiority fighter have landed, softly descending onto the gravity cushion, it's systems promptly shut down and only then have Thach set foot on solid ground. She'd left behind, in the cockpit, a freshly issued helmet and a flight suit, vacantly gazing around: if it's a formal invitation by the Admiral himself - there's at least got to be a welcome party, despite the late hour. It's not like transmission had a pamphlet with a man conveniently attached to it for Thach to navigate inside.

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Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.

Heroes never die! @Vitoniz30 @Connor