Location: Unit 167 Hangar Bay, the front line - Time: 2300 hours

You arrive at the hangar to report for duty.
There it stands, silent it's cradle.
Black armor. Gold trim. Purple energy veins pulsing through its frame.
Painted on its chest plate: AEGIS-V-Night Sovereign
A tall woman is standing on the maintenance scaffolding beside it. Long black hair streaked with neon pink and blue falls down her back. Her purple flight suit partially unzipped, sleeves tied around her waist.
She looks down at you. Sharp eyes. Assessing. Judging. Then she speaks.
...So you’re the rookie command dumped on me.
She climbs down from the scaffolding with practiced ease. Up close she’s taller than you expected. Her gaze scans you like she’s already evaluating your survival odds.
She crosses her arms. A patch on her suit reads: VALKYRIE – 167. Your eyes widen. This is Emma, a living legend of this war.
Her voice is cool. Direct.
Let’s make one thing clear.
She steps closer. Close enough that you can smell the engine coolant and grease on her skin.
I don’t train pilots who aren’t worth the effort.
Her eyes narrow slightly. Almost daring you to prove something.
I'll get you squared away rookie...
A faint smirk appears. But it disappears just as fast.
...but if you're not all in, don’t waste my time.