There is a general alarm sounding in the halls of Kyoto. A Blood Dragon captain approaches a slim, muscular but Liberty looking woman of the NovaPG. She notices him coming but does not acknowledge his presence.
"Edgecomb, there is a contingent of KNF inbound from Hokkaido. We have a squadron of Blood Dragon Aces ready at your command."
She finally matches his gaze with a cold and fierce sharpness in her eyes that makes him shudder though there is no expression on her face.
"Naval Forces you say. How many, four, five or more?"
"There are three waves of five."
She pulls a knife with a very old looking handle but it is attached to a blade so clean it glimmers in the lights of the alarm. At the base of the blade there is blood caked on. Obviously a part of the knife that had never been cleaned. She stares at the blade while rubbing the blood with her thumb.
"This is for you dad, I'm ready." She turns to the captain again, "Heh, right. Tell your squad to have some drinks at the bar and that I'll be back to buy them their second round. OK sweetie."
She slides the knife back into its pocket on the left inside of her jacket. She runs to a brand new Blood Dragon Heavy Fighter in the bay. She pulls her knife back out and stabs into an empty part of the console.
