Making-up-Mech-Pilots
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Mech Pilot who takes a callsign to protect themselves from the Fae.


MiserablePileOfWords
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"Miserable human. What is the meaning of... this?" the offended, duplicitous Fae infiltrator that thought it had found an easy mark gestured at the pilot formerly known as Sarah Williams' mech. At the flickering display where her name and callsign were supposed to be etched, ready for the picking for its nefarious purposes. The old-timey CRT, unhackable, was busy drawing new, unpronounceable phosphorescent sigils every half-second, the overlaying patterns blending into each other. Muddying the waters. Giving the despised enemy nothing to work with.

"Oh, that?" the pilot grinned cockily, her perfectly made-up lips giving the smile a lurid, bloody sheen. A portent of things to come. "See, when I was assigned to the front lines, I was warned about your kind. How you trick our people. Good, God-fearing human souls. Take their names, make unwilling double agents out of them with your devilish powers. Make them do unspeakable things in your unholy name... Of course, I already knew this."

The grin widened, grew almost Fae-like, and she brought up her trusty lasgun, Henrietta. Her mother's gun, until she was murdered in cold blood by a Fae saboteur, despicably stabbed in the back, so many years ago. When the pilot was but a sweet, innocent young girl. Her innocence died on that day. It was the last memento she had of that brave woman. A fitting tool for what she had planned. Must do. To save herself — and all of humanity!

"So I said to myself: why don't I become unspeakable first?"

The crack shot took the treacherous Fae right between its eyes, and its deceptively pretty head exploded in a riot of unnatural colours that befouled the gunmetal mech's beautiful exterior. The pilot's hair whipped around her as she remotely powered up her machine and made it stomp the corpse flat, just to make sure.

"One." she bit out grimly, blowing Henrietta's tip before holstering her again with a flourish, and ascending her noble steel steed.

She had a war to win. A species to save.

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