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05-17-2014, 09:22 PM

The world balances upon the edge of turmoil. But the nature of humanity drove it to wore, no matter how the various lands tried to deal with their differences. It always came down to who had more power, more resources, who felt entitled to what, or simply because. And so war began again.

The lands of the western continent, North and South Frontier had firmly controlled New Frontier for some time, having wrested control over it a century ago from the hands of the Midland forces. Peace lasted, for a time, the Middle East and Far East continued in some skirmishes over major or minor issues, ending up with an eventual shaky truce, much like the rest of the world, all bar the South Islands, a continent with connected islands that had closed itself off from the world, repelling those too curious for their own good and keeping their citizens internalized.

The face of war had changed within the recent decades. Combat Mechs were taking the stage over ground forces, even posing eventual risks to the air. The rise of the C.R.O.N.O.S organization in the Frontier Military saw the advancement of these new tools of war and other advances. It was one such advancement that made the barely contestable New Frontier become of sudden interest. With a new ground-penetrating radar under the name Sweep they were able to locate abundant levels of once rare materials.

Midland learned of this, a claim was staked and war commenced once again. The inevitable nature of humans and greed send soldiers to the borders of Midland and New Frontier.

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Among these soldiers was a particular group. A specialized unit directly funded by C.R.O.N.O.S, consisting of several talented pilots in the latest models of mechanoid, a step up from the Goliaths and Walkers that constantly warred at the borders or acted as suburban security.
This group was the Talos Squadron.

Many successful missions along the border saw them quickly recognized by enemy forces. Their elite status shined on the field until a recent ambush saw them placed in a disadvantageous situation. In order to cover his allies retreat, Carl Smith sacrificed himself and his Mark 3 in order to hold off the enemy, allowing his allies escape

Little time was given to mourn, however, as the Talos Squadron were ordered to return, resupply and replace their lost member with a new recruit. This would be the precursor to a new assault on the same location, where they would retake the enemy base and establish a permanent presence in the area for their forces.

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Ambrosia waited patiently in the barracks of the closest base. Women weren't an uncommon sight in the military, nor did she look like anything special to anyone, the soldiers of the base simply didn't recognize her. After recent news that the top dogs themselves, the Talos Squadron, had been beaten in combat, even losing one of their men in the process, it had quickly come tot heir attention when a new woman was around.

They knew it even without asking, a little guesswork and it was obvious why she was there. She was going to replace the lost Talos member. But then came the question of how ordinary she seemed at first glance. One wouldn't be able to tell by looking that she was even a soldier. She looked perhaps a little underweight, maybe some semblance of muscle but not enough to justify the concept of her being a soldier.

When questioned, however, the responses were silence, always silence. She never spoke, not to a single fellow soldier. the only time she even seemed to respond at all was when greeted by a superior officer and even then she appeared to have no personality. It hadn't taken long for the joke to pass around that she was a robot that would be piloting a robot.

The one time that she finally reacted to outside stimuli was when the sound of the Talos Squadron transport, a mobile fortress that carried their units and necessary supplies, approached the base. Her head lifted and two simple words ran through her mind,
Mission Commencing.