Remnants of the Earth

Zirconium had been waiting for this moment since he learned his Pilot had been summoned to the Citadel for some Ministry business. Bertrando was not being reprimanded, so he did not care what reason the tiny Pilot was called for. What mattered to the small and mostly mechanical dragon was that they were going to the Citadel.

Aurora was so far from Haviah. It was nice but, the aerie in Aurora was not the Citadel. It was not the center or their government, it was not their ancestral home. If Zirconium was capable of feeling homesick for a place he still knew the moment to moment happenings of, he was. Hearing the thoughts of his kin, seeing as they saw, knowing as they knew, was not the same as being there somehow. The mechanical parts told him that the senses were exactly the same, but the flesh of him ached to be there again. To speak with his kin in person, to see while they saw, in tandem and adjacent to them. His heart still beat in that small body, even though half of his face and part of his brain was mechanical. Logically he knew the heart held no sway over his emotions or thought process. Other dragons could easily confirm this, and yet others could tell him just as assuredly that sentimentality and emotion are not ruled by logic.

Perhaps it was because he was 'young' or small, but he was sentimental. He longed for the bond others had with their Pilots, with their humanoids... like ancient fully organic dragons had somewhere deep in his memory banks. Bonding with a Pilot seemed like one of the most important things any dragon could do. For their kin, for Aedolis, and for their own sense of purpose which was often obscured and lost to the more important will of the collective and country.

He had lucked out when Rando became a stage 5 Candidate and he snatched the tiny thing up. Zirconium's first Pilot didn't work out well, he learned quickly that just being a bit short didn't mean that they were compatible as Dragon and Pilot. The first one, decades ago, was still too bulky and too heavy. Rando was perfect though. Light, small, diminutive.

But Rando was his Pilot, that was all. There was no deep bond like he craved.

And yet he had learned through their shared minds that one dragon now had two humans. Dragon Royal Hyperion had his Pilot, Pilot Royal Banning Lockhart, and now was keeping a 'pet' in his cavern in the aerie. Some of the others were knowingly angry about this, others simply uneasy, some were jealous, and a few were happy.

The same ones that still took care of and provided for Pilot Noble Alexiel Appati. Zirconium was somewhere in the jealous category, but could be easily swayed.

What he would not allow to be swayed was his desire to see this 'puppy' Hyperion was keeping. As soon as he reached the Citadel and let Bertrando dismount he headed toward the aerie where all the dragons in Haviah lived.

He made his way to Hyperion's caverns near the top. There was no need for audible sound to alert the other dragon of his presence. Hyperion knew of his intentions long before he found himself outside the Royal's caverns. He wasn't going to leave till he saw the human causing all this fuss.

{NAME}
Lancel Aadams (birth name Adam Lemnonschaefer)

{ALIASES}
"Lance"

{AGE}
27

{GENDER, SEXUALITY}
Honestly the fact that you'd even ask that shows how truly ignorant you are.
I'm offended.

{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}
Human and Aedolian

{HEIGHT/BUILD}
5'10 and thin but no muscle tone

{OCCUPATION}
Blogger / photographer / Artist

{RESIDENCE}
How can you pin down a wandering spirit? (Moves around various Aedolian cities a lot)



{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Lancel has short bleach blonde hair with sweeping dark blue bangs. His beard and mustache are his natural hair color, a coppery red, and he keeps his beard fairly long, placing flowers and various accessories in it. His eyes are a pale blue and often hidden behind varying retro and unique glasses and sunglasses, none of which correct his perfect 20/20 vision in any way.

Lancel likes to wear artsy silk screen printed tshirts done by himself or local artists, slacks and skinny jeans in a variety of colors and patterns, suspenders, button down shirts, an assortment of ties, dress shoes, bowler hats, etc.

{PERSONALITY}
FUCKING HORRIBLE. I will expand on this later just know he is the worst kind of hipstery know-it-all fuckboi in existence. Smug and pompous, thinks his shit doesn't stink and has more than enough fans to inflate his ego.

Fun Facts!:

• He has a blog on this really unknown server that you are probably too mainstream to ever find but for my sanity as his creator and rper it's on tumblr.
• He actually wants to punch his own face sometimes, but the persona has a life of it's own now.
• The Adstreia Hellions all read his blog for both strengthening their mental fortitude and to weed out the ones that actually like his blog.
• Bertrando Emem gave Adam his giant lop bunny when he had to enter candidacy.

{SPECIAL ABILITIES}
ABSOLUTELY NONE. HE IS HORRIBLE.

{RELATIONSHIPS}


{HISTORY}
Once upon a time in a Aedolian city called Aurora, there lived a privileged but sweet chubby nerd who played video games all day. He wasn't very popular, or very good and watched as all his gamer friends get more popular and famous than him.

He really wanted to be famous though, so he gave up video games, did very bad things, changed his entire image and acted like a douche because he thought it would make him popular. And it did. And what originally started as a joke... as a parody of something he hated about they way culture and society trended and the kinds of people who gained fame...

It became all too real.

{NAME}
Legally his name is now Bertrando Emem-Hestersen, but he still goes by Pilot Cardinal Emem (uh-mem)

{ALIASES}
"Bert" "Rando" "Rambo" "Ran", his gamertag is ExecuteElectrocute which has also earned him the nicknames "ExEl" and "Cute^2" (Cute squared). He also used to troll the Pilot chat under the name CYCLONESROOLE.

{AGE}
25

{GENDER, SEXUALITY}
Male, but is very aware of the 'feminine' aspects of his appearance.

He is attracted to 'masculine' qualities and 'masculine' presenting individuals regardless of gender. He is also polyamorous.

{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}
Largely of Serenian and direct fae descent, with some other things mixed in.
AEDOLIAN BITCHEZ!

{HEIGHT/BUILD}
4'9 and dainty af, candidacy seems to have done nothing to gain him any muscle mass, though he isn't actually as delicate as he appears.

{OCCUPATION}
Pilot Cardinal and memeber of the Aurora Cyclones, part time troll

{RESIDENCE}
Aurora, Aedolis



{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Rando is small. Especially for a Pilot. His skin is very pale and has an almost opalescent quality, mainly with soft pink undertones. His hair is about shoulder length at its longest and is a dark plum purple in color. In the center of his forehead, about an inch below his hair line, is a small circular jewel that is normally opal like in color but has been known to change with his mood. It is unknown by most if this is a dermal piercing or part of his biology. Rando has large baby doll like eyes in a pale iridescent lime green color.

The most striking aspect of his biology however are his damselfly like wings.

He has been mistaken for a doll or child on multiple occasions.

{PERSONALITY}

FRAT BOY 101
Rando loves being in a squadron. He loves the camaraderie of it and it turns him into a bit of an obnoxious douche. He is the first one to talk shit about anyone not on the Cyclones because obviously they aren't awesome like the Cyclones are. He is totally game for pounding beers and playing any of the Tactical Warfare games, Call to Arms games, or Kingdoms of War all night. He will still be ready for training the next day too and will definitely rag on anyone who isn't.

CHIHUAHUA SYNDROME
All bark and no bite. Bertrando acts very tough and aggressive, especially on line, despite his tiny figure. It's less a compensatory thing and more of a 'don't under estimate me' thing. He is very aware that his personality and appearance contrast each other, but doesn't actually have a complex about his looks or size. However he can't stand being talked down to or over looked because of it. He is a Pilot in his own damn right. You don't graduate for being cute.

DO IT FOR THE LAWLZ
Whether or not you find his trolling and 'humor' funny is a personal matter. He happens to think he is hilarious and great at it and may pout if you tell him otherwise.

GLASS HEART ON MY SLEEVE
Despite trying to act tough, he is a very emotional, loud, and passionate individual. It is intensely difficult for him to hide his emotions, but he turns them into a source of motivation and strength whenever possible. He can't lie about how he feels. He can lie about other things, but not his feelings.

WOULDN'T YOU THINK MY COLLECTION'S COMPLETE?
Rando is actually really sentimental and collects all kinds of various trinkets and cute things... especially if they are shiny or soft, but they all have sentimental meaning to him in some way so if anyone fucks with them or says shit about his collectibles he loses it.

DAD MATERIAL
Is actually really great with small kids and loves them despite any implications to the contrary. This stops applying to kids 12 and older. They are brats. :|

Fun Facts!:

• Despite his strong fae background he can lie. However he has a hard time lying when it contradicts his true feelings.
• Is often confused for his boyfriend because if you looked at them both you would assume based on their personalities that Rando was the big intimidating looking one and Vasili was the small demure one.
• HUUUUUGE SWEET TOOTH.
• Can pack away grain alcohol like its nothing but anything with a fruit or nut base goes straight to his head.
• His gamertag before candidacy was WingedPrayer.
• Secretly loves cartoons... both ones intended for adults and for kids
• Used to have a huuuuge lop bunny but he had to give her away when he got drafted into candidacy
• He met his first boyfriend in candidacy and found out the hard way why you don't date other candidates.

{SPECIAL ABILITIES}
Telepathy- Enough to be a Pilot.
Electrokinesis- Not necessarily the most powerful but very skilled. Scarily so.

He is very skilled with firearms but is better with smaller ones as apposed to larger rifles.

Some assumed glamour magic, however despite his obvious fae heritage he seems to have inherited psionics from his father's side instead. Which is fine by him. It hasn't stopped people from speculating on his 'faerie magics' or accusing him of hypnotizing people.

{RELATIONSHIPS}
Vasili Hestersen- His husband (they eloped! 8D) and fellow Pilot and Aurora Cyclone. Their personalities are often believed to be complete opposites but they work well together.

Zirconium- Bertrando's dragon. A small white and largely mechanical younger dragon who has not had many Pilots since its hard for him to find one small enough for him.

Seiteki Tora- His mentor from candidacy and his 'mamateki'. He loves her like she is his parent, he never really had good ones growing up so she is really important to him.

Yavul Hyakinthos- Rando's 'big brother', one of Seiteki's former candidates. Rando really does see him as family.

Sparrow Anderson- Another of Seiteki's former candidates. Rando and her were also candidates together for a while. She is like a sister to him though they aren't as close.

Lilo Hestersen- Technically his stepchild? He doesn't think of them that way. He wants to be friends with Lilo but sometimes that is really hard. Not to mention awkward.

Aeron Holyfield- Commander of the Aurora Cyclones and the best trash squad mom who is totally not mom.

{HISTORY}
Video games saved his life.

At least, as far as Bertrando is concerned they did.

Growing up on the streets of Aurora isn't as glamorous as it seems. Especially when you are small and frail looking, and they are the wrong streets.

His dad was a big time gang member in Aurora who finally got arrested when Rando was seven, and his mother was too busy doing and making drugs to care about him. He was looked out for by some, and hassled by many others. But video games...

He had a knack for those. Especially for the first person shooters. Maybe it was from growing up will gang violence as a norm, but even the virtual simulator versions of the games were easy for him. They made him feel good. Tough. Strong. Fearless.

Instead of some kid who cried himself to sleep at night.

He played games as much as he could, at arcades too when he was able. He started gaining a rank. He was getting on par with professional gamers. He was fourteen when he started gaining popularity and got his first sponsors. He got a small apartment of his own in a better neighborhood. Got a new custom game console. Started a gaming channel where he posted videos, got invited to gaming conventions... he was getting famous.

And then when he was seventeen he accidentally fried a game console at an arcade where he was making an appearance. He had never once suspected he was psychic before then. It wasn't long after that he was deemed telepathic enough to become a candidate and that whole nightmare started.

In the first two stages his gamer cred meant nothing, and the training and learning was all so hard, he was sure he was going to be TRIM'd on several occasions. When he reached stage three things changed a bit. He found he was good at working in a team environment, and that all the tactics he learned playing his games had practical application in the drills and simulations run in that stage. Stage four was tough, being electrokinetic meant spending more time reigning the unpredictable and destructive element in- or it should have meant that, but he was good at it.

Really good.

It took him five and a half years to graduate but he knew exactly what he wanted to do as a Pilot. He wanted to be an Aurora Cyclone.

{NAME}
Bentley Jensik

{ALIASES}
'Benny' 'Ben' 'Jen' 'Jens' 'Jenny', mostly 'Benny'

{AGE}
25

{GENDER, SEXUALITY}
Male
Healthy Aedolian- with taste.

{SPECIES/ETHNICITY}
Human, as far as he knows, nothing else points to the contrary.
Aedolian

{HEIGHT/BUILD}
5'9 and a runner's build, lean and slender but all muscle.

{OCCUPATION}
Cop! (Military)

{RESIDENCE}
Haviah born and raised!
...
In the shiny shiny upper levels which are WAY nicer than where he works now.




{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Benny is accurately described as a very cute / handsome blonde male with scruffy hair and large dark green eyes. He has a dimpled chin, large soft looking lips, and a sun kissed complexion topped off with a soft splattering of freckles. His light, natural tan is the most obvious give away that he is from the upper levels of Haviah.

{PERSONALITY}

Dumb Blonde

While he certainly doesn't have the ego and attitude common among the upper class, little things in his mannerism and speech are dead give always- even though his apparent level of education seems to contradict this. He acts as if he has the education of basic military personnel, and isn't too bright either. Ditsy and absent-minded have both been used to describe him.

Happy-Go-Lucky!

Another major aspect of his personality is his positivity. Benny tries to see things as good and likes to give others the benefit of the doubt though he is far from the push over he seems to be when it comes to actually doing his job. He would rather just keep on smiling and keep everyone safe and happy then have to actually arrest anyone. He considers himself an idealistic realist, though he lets more of the idealism show.

Don't Tip the Apple Cart

Not looking to make waves or get promoted, he didn't take the transfer to his current assignment to further any sort of career path and is actually pretty terrified of authority figures despite being a military cop himself.

Deceptively Clever

Despite playing into the cute dumb blonde trope that fits so well with his bubbly personality, Benny is actually very smart and perceptive, so much so that it has caused him trouble in the past and it's easier to pretend he isn't so that he goes unnoticed.

My Country 'Tis Of Thee~

Benny is a loyal Aedolian Citizen through and through.

Daddy Never Loved Me

>See Daddy Issues
>>See Relationships
>>>See History

Fun Facts!:

• Enjoys bird watching
• Is terrified of small dark spaces
• Loves pumpkin scents and has a collection of different candles, body sprays, body washes, shampoos, conditioners, etc. in various pumpkin scents and can tell you the name and varying accompanying scent notes by memory with a single whiff of any given one

{SPECIAL ABILITIES}
Reflectivist! Which he absolutely hates. Being a reflectivist has been nothing but trouble and pain for him since he was discovered to be one at nine years old.

{RELATIONSHIPS}
Bentley's mother gave him up at birth either because she felt he would have a better life in the upper levels, or because she just didn't want to be a mother; perhaps both. Either way he never met her and was raised by his paternal grandparents who doted on him and praised him till he was about nine and everything changed. They are still kind to him but things have never been the same since he was discovered to be a reflectivist.

Gerard Jensik- Benny's father, a Pilot Royal and Director of the Department of Science and Medicine. Benny barely knows him and has finally stopped trying to gain his love and attention.

Kosen Ydage Dae- Benny's new partner! Cop Bros! Aww yeah... cue up some stereotypical buddy cop theme song its going down. :|

{HISTORY}
Bentley Jensik should have had the picture perfect upper class Aedolian life. Born to a war hero Pilot and a midlevel mother, and raised by his paternal grandparents in the upper levels of Haviah he should have had every opportunity in the world.

He was on a psychic watch list since birth, given his parentage, and even if he had not been psychic at all he still could have pursued great things in the private sector, or even a basic military career. He even had the looks to go into modeling- possibly even hone some latent skills other avenues of entertainment. The whole of Aedolis should have been his oyster.

Except he was born with the one psychic gift no sane Aedolian wanted. He was born a reflectivist.

His abilities laid dormant till he was nine years old, and from that point on nothing was the same. He had never done anything differently, never changed as far as he knew, but suddenly everyone treated him differently. And all because his mind was unreadable. All because certain psionic gifts didn't work on him. Suddenly he was an outcast and the subject of gossip and suspicion.

Eventually he was funneled into the military as many upper class reflectivists are since there are still restrictions on them. His original plan was to pursue a medical career like his father but eventually ridicule and severe bullying forced him to consider alternative paths.

He is now a plain clothes beat cop who just got assigned a partner!

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Name
 Jacob Ladner "Jack"
Age
34
Gender
Male
Species
Human (as far as I know)
Ethnicity
Aedolian
Height
6'1
Occupation
Pilot Noble and Commander of the Margad Scorpions
Residence
Margad
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Physical Description
Jack has a well built muscular frame without being too bulky, though he definitely has 'guns'. His vibrant ginger hair is done up in a top knot with the sides and back shaved. His eyes are almond shaped with a monolid and his irises are a dark brown almost black color.

When not in uniform he preferes simple, comfortable clothing, usually khakis or jeans with a black or dark green shirt.

Personality
His squadron knows and greatly respects the main two sides of his personality. There is the serious, no nonsense, efficient commander who always has his squadron's back but also expects perfection.

And then there is the guy who is absolutely in love with his wittle pupper and takes the tiny fluff everywhere.

Of course his puppy, Scorpius, is practically the Scorpion's mascot now, even though there was some controversy (and still is) over the puppy when he and his ex girlfriend broke up and the headlines were littered with rumors about what happened. There was even a custody battle over Scorpius, which Jack won.

Magic/Abilities
Telepathy- Mediocre
Faunapathy- Enough to hear the surface thoughts of animals without trying but not a developed skill since he always found it impractical.
Cryokinesis- Once strong but now he can barely manifest a snowflake.
Pyrokinesis- Fairly strong

Relationships
Jonah Bartleby Cole aka Jonesy- Squadron Leader for the Scorpions and his close, but incedibly creepy friend.

Scorpius- Jack's adorable puppy / team mascot! When Jack adopted him he was under weight, his fur was matted and he had a tail that was broken and healed wrong so it hangs weird and a lot like a scorpion tail, which to be fair was part of what made him take notice of the poor puppy. His now ex girlfriend wanted to get a cute little Yorkie instead and said "Eww but that dog looks sickly." Of course the tabloids would have you believe that she was the one who rescued Scorpius and that she loved the dog more than Jack. Which is not humanly possible.

Shamash- Jack's dragon. They get along well enough personally. Shamash loves Scorpius too though he doesn't openly say it.

History
Born and raised in Margad (the agricultural center of Aedolis) and displaying psionic abilities from an early age, Jacob always knew he wanted to be part of the Scorpions' squadron. He admired how they fearlessly defended Aedolis from outside threats, protecting her people at all costs. A Margad Scorpion seemed like the coolest thing anyone could ever hope to be!

No one told him what hell he'd be in for.

Candidacy was one thing. It became abundantly clear that hazing and learning your place, being molded into a Pilot- into a soldier worthy of being partnered with a dragon, was going to be tough. But that was fine. It wasn't supposed to be easy. Pilots were the elites, the best of the best. What he could not have expected as a boy dreaming of defending Aedolis, was that after becoming a Pilot- after joining the Scorpions, the hazing would be worse.

Well, his Commander called what he allowed the Squadron Leaders to do 'hazing', Jacob had a few other choice words for it, but they were still in the 'aftermath' of war. Insurgent groups still threatened Aedolian soil. Disruption among the ranks would not be tolerated, and with the Commander turning a blind eye to such horrendous actions commited by his own squadron leaders... There was nothing to be done but grin and bear it.

After the treaties started to be fully enforced Jack; now the assistant squadron leader himself, refused to continue the cycle of abuse on squadron members and recruits alike. He reported the Commander and Squadron Leader to the Inquiry, entirely expecting to lose his own career in the process, but he would be damned if he let any other young boys dream of becoming a Scorpion if this was the reality of it. He'd rather see the squadron disbanded.

Instead he was not charged with anything, not put on probation, not suspended from duty. He was given interim command of the squadron as a mere Echo and the opportunity to prove that he deserved it permenantly. He proved that, not only to his superiors, but to his underlings as well.

NOTE: ONLY SOME HIGHER GOVERNMENT PILOTS AND SCORPIONS MEMBERS WHO LIVED THROUGH THIS ARE AWARE OF THIS HISTORY. Most have no idea why the old commander and squadron leader where dismissed from duty and arrested. They remain in jail still.

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Name
 Sinjin Kerberos 'Jinny'
Age
18
Gender
Male
Species
Who can never be sure?
Ethnicity
Aedolian
Height
5'10
Occupation
Stage 2 Pilot Candidate, fully intends to become a kick ass Pilot.
Residence
Currently the ATC in Haviah
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Physical Description
Tanned skinny but toned frame with more than a few piercings he had to remove for candidacy and a freckled complexion. He has a bunch of tattoos and was working on sleeves that were interrupted by being drafted. On his upper left arm is a tattoo of Pilot Echo Gabriel Tierney in full uniform (in the style of a saint) holding a game controller to his heart. On his upper right arm is a seductress character from a video game. He has faded galaxy hair with brown roots growing out, when he was a civilian he kept up the hair color but he can't do it now that he is a candidate.

The only thing that shows he doesn't have purely human lineage is he has fluffy large dog ears (like a chihuahua). Not having human ears has actually been an issue for him in ways many people don't consider but he doesn't really mind them. He also doesn't care if people call him cute of pet his ears / hair. It's no big deal.

Personality
The coolest dork nerd you know.

Magic/Abilities
Technopath and just enough telepathy to qualify for candidacy.

Relationships
Most of his friends were / are gamers, mostly from back in Aurora.

History
He grew up as part of an average mid level Havian family. He moved to Aurora at 15 to try and pursue a life as a professional gamer / video game blogger, but then was discovered to be a technopath and had enough telepathic ability to qualify as a candidate. He was pretty fucking stoked when he found out he could be a Pilot, he never imagined that would even be a possibility for him.

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Name
 Dr. Lennox "Lenny" Figpucker (Formerly Lennox Cheeslethorne)
Age
32
Gender
Male
Species
Human, or at least mostly
Ethnicity
Aedolian
Height
6'5
Occupation
Military doctor (Captain in Med Corps)
Residence
Havina, though he does travel Aedolis
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Physical Description
Tall and on the lanky side, Lenny has light brown skin and peachy pink hair that he keeps in an unspiked mohawk type cut, with the sides shorter and a fluff of bangs in the front. His eyes are a deep reddish brown and his face is long and rectangular, though his features are far from sharp. His face naturally sports a look of aloof disinterest, even if that isn't the case.

Personality
Chill and usually rather quiet in both work and play but goes along with basically anything Gerard says. He is known for taking bets and dares for money, more so in his youth but he still does some crazy shit.

Magic/Abilities
He is a very skilled doctor and surgeon who only treats Pilots. Even performing physicals on occassion, though he likes to think he is of a rank where he no longer has to do that.

Relationships
Pilot Royal Gerard Jensik- Gerard is the Director of Science and Medicine and there for Lenny's boss. While there are others on the chain of command between them, Lenny often receives orders directly from Gerard. Some believe this is because they are friends outside of work, others can recognize the relations ship for what it is.

History
Lenny always planned on joining the military. He was born one level above what was truly considered the 'slums' of Haviah, and having no talent either musically or as an entertainer, he knew his only chance at advancing socially was through the military.

Except he failed out of basic training.

However, no one can say Lennox Figpucker backs down from anything.

Still wanting to advance his station he did many things for money so he could apply to a military medical school in Havina (a small city that is a 'suburb' of Haviah. It houses the Department of Science and Medicine headquarters which is also a huge military hospital. Havina is also home to many elite medical and tech schools that are mainly for the military). There are many rumors about the various things he did as a dare for a few credits. The biggest pay he got was legally changing his last name to Figpucker. For that a wealthy investor paid his full tuition.

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Jon: so uh wanna go on a date? There's this restaurant I've been wanting to try. If that's cool with you.
Chance: doki fucking doki, hell yes.
Jon: Cool. Want to meet me there? I'll send you the address.


Jon looked at his phone sadly, still trying to decide what he had to do. This was going to be their first real date... and he knew he should end it. It had to be in public. They couldn't meet in private, not with Iriel most likely being called in by the Inquiry. All communications had to be blatant and casual. Everything in Haviah could be and was monitored.

His heart throbbed and tears welled up in his eyes as he thought about what he had to do. They had not even been together long, but he knew this was the best thing he could do for Chance now. They couldn't see each other. He would only end up dragging Chance down with him.

And Chance deserved better than that. He was different from Jon. He had a future, he could be a Pilot Royal some day, maybe even Imperial- well no, probably not. Anhur was not exactly the Dragon Imperial type. Still. Chance came from a military family. An Aedolian family. And no matter what Jon did he would always be a rank locked foreign-born Pilot.

Jon splashed some cold water on his face and got dressed up in his uniform; actually slicking his hair back neatly. He felt kind of like Lufti, but maybe channeling his demeanor would help. He needed to steel himself. He needed to do this. He needed to make it known. He and Pilot Echo Kiers would no longer be a thing... they would no longer be friends.

Fifteen minutes till their appointment with Pilot Luminas.

Appointments always seemed more civil than showing up on one's doorstep. It also gave more time to watch a Pilot's behavior, clues that even the mind might not yield so easy. They way they act, if they are panicked... if they seemed too prepared for this.

Simone had more resources readily available to her as an Inquiry Officer than most other Pilots might. There were still things to be filed with the Ministry and procedures to follow legally but access to a Pilot's apartment intercom feed was pretty routine once someone was summoned by the Inquiry. Watching and recording their comings and goings both before and after they required Inquiry attention was standard practice.

They had already comprised a short list of who Pilot Iriel Luminas had been in contact with recently, and what she had been up to. It seems she and several other Pilots met up at Synesthesia one night, then she met with one Pilot Echo Nayden Kiers and they traveled to a civilian domicile to retrieve a strange bird similar to the one Pilot Luminas often had with her. Other points of interest were her volunteering at an animal shelter and traveling outside Aedolis with a civilian to 'camp'.

Some of these were pulled from the chat logs that Pilot Omajon Rheeves reported to the Inquiry, and were fact checked since.

Five minutes to their appointment.

__________________QUICK STATS
Name
Juniper Leeds, June
Age
24
Gender
Male
Species
Human / naiad
Ethnicity
Serenian
Height
Occupation
Residence

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