A Young blonde girl (http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m200/neo_queen_serentiy/Anime%20Girls/Modern%20Anime%20girls/routes001_1.jpg) who looked to be just old enough to be an adult made her way through the halls of this rather luxurious ship. She had heard on the trip over here by her escort that this vessel was actually a re-purposed war ship from the old ages that was now simply a space station rather then an instrument of war. Apparently, the Flame of Unity was a top line carrier back when it first rolled off the assembly line, and the size most certainly showed as each and every Gundam fighter had their own personal suite. Still, as Cecilia walked along the halls and felt the cold steel that lined the entirety of the ship, she couldn't help but be reminded that this ship was originally created with the intent of taking lives... much like the Mobile Suits themselves, the Gundams... She remembered how a long time ago, there was a great war among the earth countries, and the Gundam was a bran new, top of the line unit that ended up being the deciding factor of the war... The Gundam became a symbol, an symbol that peace could be achieved even in the heat of battle.<br/><br/>And that was where the Gundam fight began. What better symbolism for peace through violence could a person possibly hope for besides the use of the Gundam itself?<br/><br/>The memories made her smile a tiny bit, even though she was in a bit of a down mood. She didn't have a whole lot of time to recover from the events of the last few months before she was thrust into a world that she never thought that she would become a part of. Now she was expected to be a Gundam Fighter? She was expected to win? She was feeling a bit down, like this entire ship was meant for somebody else, and she was an alien in it's halls.<br/><br/>She sighed softly, as she had hoped that her walk would provide her with at least a little bit of solace.