By Aures Convicio
OOC: Anyone in the Kingdom of Scandinavia which they are none at the moment or NOVA can join
Smoke and fire surrounded young boy that had blue pajamas. His large wooden room seemed on the verge of destruction. As the fire came in to his room, the young boy did was he was told to keep his head down and let the smoke go over his head. As he tried to crawl his way out, the door was busted open. A tall person dressed in black pointed a gun to the young kid as he mentioned "With this act the world will never see a war again". The young boy scared closed his eyes, a second later he heard gun shots. After the shots the boy felt that he was alive and that a body just hit the floor. As he open his eyes he saw a young person wearing a uniform stand in front of him. The young guy open his hand and said "Come with me, I will take you to safety". The boy grabbed the young guys hand and they both left running his room.
As Alex opened his eyes he remembered that today was not a day of sadness but a day of happiness. He noticed that he was a TV station. They were bright lights pointing to his face. He was sitting on a nice chair and in front of him there was a young woman in her mid 20's brunette well dressed conducting the interview. Alex smiled as he though that he should act naturally, but there was nothing natural in this situation he was wearing base, his hair was fixed a certain way and he rehearsed this event a thousand times before this day. As he checked the situation again he heard a camera man saying "We are live in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1". At that moment the entire room went dark except for the lights poiting on his and the reporter. Alex through to himself "Thank God this is normal"
The reporter looked at the camera and said "Good evening ladies and gentleman! This is Erica Robert reporting live from your favorite show Politics Fame and Fortune. Tonight he have a special interview a person who was almost erased from political spectrum. Years ago his father died in a terrible fire in his mansion. The former Sir Victorioso was one of the most important political figured during a crucial times in the Kingdom of Scandinavia. His son a person believed to have died in the fire was kept in hiding for years. Now after all those years in hiding Sir Alex Victorioso has come to reclaim his role as a Knight. Ladies and Gentlemen I present you my close Friend Sir Alex Victorioso.
Alex heard the crowd clap. He smiled and waived his hand a little bit. He turned around and smiled again and mentioned to the reporter "Thank you, is a pleasure to be here. I would like to thank everyone for their warm welcome and their understanding of the situation".
Reporter : Sir Victorioso, do you mind if a call you Sir Alex?
Alex: Not at all
Reporter: How does it feel to be back in the Kingdom?
Alex : It feels good. I have been wanting to come here for a while. Is very good to be here and the people have been very good to me. I am glad that I have a opportunity to follow my father footsteps and to help the people more. I get ....a little nervous once in a while getting used to all of this attention, however is something that I have to deal with.
Reporter : Many people have criticized you for your disappearance and lack of battle talent. How can a knight not be a good warrior?
Alex : (Smiling) As for my lack of presence in the region, I can only apologize. I was in a process to develop my skills to be a useful citizen in the Kingdom of Scandinavia. As combat abilities, I am right now working really hard to improve my combat abilities. I am happy to announce that I have joined the military and shortly after this interview I plan to fly to their recruiting center. However, there is one point that I would like to point out, the ideals of the Kingdom is not really war is peace and neutrality. As a person that believe in those ideals I can't help to express that there are other way to deal with conflict rather than war. As a knight my job is to protect the kingdom and there are a lot of ways to protect the kingdom that does not include conflict.
Reporter : Any love interest, I bet the girls would like to know?
Alex: (Laughs) No, not at the moment, right now I am getting used to the fact that I am back in the Kingdom.
Reporter: Your brother is the one that has all the control of your father estate, how does it feel?
Alex: Not good, but not bad. There are a lot of problems in the world right now. Do I wish to have my family castle and title back...yes. Is it that important?...No. See I have a place to sleep and eat. They are people around the world that need those. Rumors of a war seems more important than who owns a castle. The things that I can do, do not depend on legalities it comes from your heart and mind. Regardless of your birth and tittle those are the thing that makes us who we are.
Reporter: What a great guy! Give a big applause to Alex Victorioso. This is the end of our five minute initial interview.
Alex turned the TV off and looked at his aides. "What do you guys think?" said Alex. The aides looked at him and mentioned "very well played, your popularity with the peoples increased a couple of points". Alex crossed his hand and said "You guys are expert and that is all that you can say, and I though you guys where smart".
Alex waived at them to leave the room. As everyone left the room, Alex grabbed the military jacket and decided to wore it. For the moment he was in full uniform. As he looked at the mirror he said to himself "Who am I really?"...
Alex went to the hangar to see the new suits that arrived at the base.
Elevators doors opened in front of Alex showing the hangar of the base that he is currently living. The sounds of people yelling and wielding in the background compelled Alex at first, but he shortly got accustomed by it. Taking a sip of water from his water bottle Alex walked to the station that he was assigned to. He sat down in front of his computer and started to configure his OP to be more compatible with him.
As Alex was typing two engineers walked to his station. The two where somewhat nerdy looking with glasses, one of the engineers asked “Why is your compatibility rating is 70%? I though you were a competent pilot”. Alex for a second stop typing look at the two engineers and continued his work. He calmly told to the engineers “Is none of your business what are my capabilities of a pilot are. Your job is to make sure that I can get up in the air, other than that please refrain for any additional comments.”
All of the sudden one of the engineers gave a look that he recognized Alex. The engineers looked at him and said “Wait a second; you are the Knight that returned from the dead?” . Alex chuckled to himself “Is that what you think that I returned from the dead, if so please contact someone who cares about your childish notions”. The engineer scratch his head and said “Sorry we don’t have people like you here in the hangar, I know everything there is to know about you. Alex Victorioso, Knight of the Kingdom of Scandinavia, reported dead in the fire that destroyed the Victorioso fire. Morning all over the country, one of the last knights of the world dead”. Alex stop typing one against this time he looked at the person straight in the eyes and said “You don’t know anything about me, you only know what a book tells you. There is always more to a person that a book and a percentage. That is why the 70% compatibility does not bother me at all, it indicates that I have to outthink my opponents rather than rely on pure skill. That is the only opportunity that we are going to have if we pilot inferior suits, especially against coordinators. If you excuse me I have work to do, there are some new prototypes suits coming from Orb. I need to prepare to see them and give my full opinion to the king. If you don’t mind I rather stop the idle chatter.” With those work Alex continued his work at the hangar. Typing away and thinking about one thing “Why is he here?”
By Wing Zero
OCC: Anyone from NOVA can join.
Rob locked his front door as he was exiting his flat, his destination was the stockholm base where he would from now on live and start to do his duty’s. On the porch was Rob's suit case what had all of Rob's equipment and daily basic items.
Rob looked down at the porch and picked up his suit case casually, he started to walk forwards quickly and in twenty seconds flat Rob was out of his drive. Rob arrives on the main road puzzled, woundering where a parked taxi could be found.
Rob noticed Loads of energetic children on the road, playing with snow, having a game of hockey and most importantly having fun. Rob showed a very faint smile as he was passing them, a smile of admiration. Rob gently walks towards one of the older children and quietly asks the child who seems to be very shy "Hello, can you please tell me where the taxis usually stick around?"
The child slowly and quietly says to Rob "Hi...Err... There is a few taxis at the end of this road." The child's cheeks went all red and she started to move backwards, tripping a few times, Rob looked away and started to walk forward casually, he thought to himself "What is it with children these days?" Rob reached the end of the road and saw just the one taxi parked, Rob ran slowly towards the old rusted taxi worrying that another person may reach it first. Rob arrived and saw the driver inside the car, Rob took some deep breaths and demandable asked the driver "Hey, I need a lift to the stockholm base, outside the gates." The fat and ugly driver looked at Rob and quickly responded " Thats going to cost ya..." Rob cut the drivers sentence and by sharply saying "I don't care how much, ok?" The driver looked at Rob's eyes and then gave him the nod. Rob opened the battered but usable door and jumped inside the car, the seats were incredible soft, soft as a pillow. The car started to move,very jaggedly, the driver pressed the throttle evan more and the car started to go at a good pace. Rob knew the journey wound take fourty minutes so Rob made himself comfortable and started to sleep.
The driver made it to the base and when the car stopped outside the gates, Rob's eyes flashed open as he felt the movement of force stop. Rob picked up his suit case and opened the car door to exit, Rob walks to the driver who asks for a certain amount of money, Rob reached for his left pocket and pulled out his wallet, Rob gave the driver the correct amount, the driver gave a dirty smile, he reversed his car backwards than quickly got out of the area. Rob walks calmly towards the two skinny guards at the gate, one of them quickly puts his hand out and says "ID...please."
Rob reaches for his back pocket and pulls out his NOVA ID card, Rob hands it over to the undisturbed guard, he slowly checks the card and says in a more pleasent tone " Yes this is fine, Welcome Mr Langer." Rob gives an evil smirk to the guard as he passes though the opened gate. Rob starts to walk forwards till he reaches a huge old black door that seems to be open. Rob quickly but quietly slips though the door. "Where the hell is the dam reception" Rob says to himself as he is in the middle of the room. Rob looks to his right and notices a young lady waving at him, trying to call Rob over. Rob moves towards the short but beautiful lady and asks her "I guess this is reception?"
The lady smiled and very kindly responds "Yes this is." She started to type rapidly on the computer and then stopped, she looked at Rob then at the computer and said with a deep smile "You must be Mr Langer, Rob Langer." Rob gave a nod even though it was not required. She give Rob his room Key and sarcastically says to him "Don't get lost!" Rob just turns around, ignoring the comment and walks towards an elevator.
Rob reached the floor he needed to be at and exited the elevator, he saw a few officers darting there eyes at him, Rob thought to himself "I guess I'm not wanted, they will recieve pain in the future." Rob withought relising had arived at his room, number 102. Rob slowly opened the door and looked inside, it was a very well look aftered room, Rob walked in and dropped his suit case on the floor, jumped on the bed and quietly said to himself "To sleepy to look around the area or even my room."