"Whirr---click! Messege for young Mistress!"<br/><br/>As the chirpy sound filled the cockpit of the shuttle taking a young, well-dressed girl to the Flame of Unity, a young female answered. Answering it, Katyua (http://www.gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=110940 (http://www.gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=110940)) sighed. Another messege from her mother and sisters, wishing her luck in the upcoming fights. Another messege reminding her of what she was not and would never be. She answered with a hollow reply, an "I love you." and she hung up.<br/><br/>Katyua was no fighter. She wasn't much interested in robots as a child, expecting to follow her sisters' pattern: marry, settle, relax. But when her father was arrested and killed...she knew her mother wanted her to become pilot in his place. And when her country spoke, she had no choice. With misgivings, worry and bother, she looked up as Flame of Unity came into view and soon, she was docked.<br/><br/>Emerging, a butler by her side, she looked around. She hadn't wanted any special treatment but her mother had insisted, reminding her that once fighting started, she'd have no more of it. And rightly so. She was somewhat spoiled after all.<br/><br/>"...but what am I doing here...? I can't win." She thought miserably as she began walking, dragging her bag behind her. this looked to be a long period in her life.