<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YpQ13LL.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Amelia Faber<br/><br/><strong>Current Location:</strong>Zeon Earth base<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Admissions officer, and then Zeke Blanke<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The clicking of rubber against concrete could be heard on the now<em>verified</em>and<em>safe</em>Zeon base landing strip. After the fiasco with the last landing carrier which required it's passengers to blast themselves out of Federation territory, the whole shipping operation was shut down for long enough to allow the air traffic controllers to sit down, breathe, figure out what the hell had happened, and fix it. With that having been handled, new ships began transporting more firepower, goods, and most importantly, personnel. Among the first freighters to touch down, a young brunette stepped out of the cool, climate controlled cargo bay of the GAW and into harsh sunlight, causing her to wince a little bit in pain and shield her eyes from the ruthless light. "Nnnn..."<br/><br/>Despite having lived in the colonies for nineteen years, and being well adjusted to the ideas of night and day, this was her first time seeing the actual sun in all it's glory. It was... quite the eye opening experience, to be sure... Or rather, the eye CLOSING one, in Amelia's case. Either way, she was quick to recover with a few soft blinks as she started moving towards the in-processing building along with all of her fellow newcomers. After a full time assembly line of stamps in her folder, being handed a few new papers, being told a few new things, and being given her unit assignment, she would FINALLY be released to go and meet her new companions.<br/><br/>Supposedly the person she was supposed to be reporting to was one "Zeke Blanke", staff sergeant type. It would take the girl some time wandering around the compound, and the barracks area, looking almost like a lost puppy as she asked others about where she'd be able to find her new reporting official. Finally, somebody took the poor girl by the nose before dragging her all the way to the hangar, where Zeke was preparing. Standing straight up, she coughed gently to get his attention before looking him dead in the eyes with a gaze that just<em>screamed</em>artificial confidence, the type that somebody fresh off the plane, and fresh out of basic training, would have.<br/>"Excuse me, sir... Are you Sergeant Blanke? My- erm.... My documents state that I'm to join your unit..."<br/><br/>The confidence faltered a little, as she fidgeted and waited anxiously for his answer.