you all know the storyline, but to start off with the members of the Hunters are on 'shore leave' as in, we are on earth, in the hunters Hq (it's in the carribean Islands) stocking up on supplies for not only the Archangel, but also the Eternal that is in Orbit. The Archangel is in the Main dock getting supplies and us pilot's, get to put our feet up and relax on the sandy beaches, so enjoy If you want to.
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Lay on the white sandy beach outside the Hunter's main HQ, Stephen was enjoying the sun, wearing only a pair of swimming shorts, Stephen was soaking in the suns rays, enjoying his time off. with his MP3 player headphones in his ears, Stephen was oblivious to the sounds around him. Looking up to the sky, this was one of few times he was smiling.
as he sat up, he looked around and saw some of the weaker pilots who fly the support suits for the hunter organization. he knew few of them as he was quite arrogant and only really interacted with the Ace pilots. standing up, Stephen pulled his headphones out and heard a female voice shout over to him.
as he turned he saw a pritty attractive femalepilot running over to him, he smiled as it was his time to have some fun. "hello" she muttered shyly as she arrived. "Hey" Stephen replied smirking "My friends were wondering if your the pilot of the Strike freedom?" she asked "the pilot codenamed Tribal" she added quickly causing Stephen to smile "yea, i am, this tattoo kinda gives it away" he joked as she began to giggle.
"And I'm sorry to cut our conversation short, but i kinda promised Strike i would spend some time with him" Stephen added, giving the girl a puzzled look "there are no pilots in the organization called Strike" she announced "Yea, i know, i meant the Strike freedom" Stephen informed her, before heading back towards the base, and the Archangel.
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Lay on the white sandy beach outside the Hunter's main HQ, Stephen was enjoying the sun, wearing only a pair of swimming shorts, Stephen was soaking in the suns rays, enjoying his time off. with his MP3 player headphones in his ears, Stephen was oblivious to the sounds around him. Looking up to the sky, this was one of few times he was smiling.
as he sat up, he looked around and saw some of the weaker pilots who fly the support suits for the hunter organization. he knew few of them as he was quite arrogant and only really interacted with the Ace pilots. standing up, Stephen pulled his headphones out and heard a female voice shout over to him.
as he turned he saw a pritty attractive femalepilot running over to him, he smiled as it was his time to have some fun. "hello" she muttered shyly as she arrived. "Hey" Stephen replied smirking "My friends were wondering if your the pilot of the Strike freedom?" she asked "the pilot codenamed Tribal" she added quickly causing Stephen to smile "yea, i am, this tattoo kinda gives it away" he joked as she began to giggle.
"And I'm sorry to cut our conversation short, but i kinda promised Strike i would spend some time with him" Stephen added, giving the girl a puzzled look "there are no pilots in the organization called Strike" she announced "Yea, i know, i meant the Strike freedom" Stephen informed her, before heading back towards the base, and the Archangel.