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MrNatas
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Pyuka, could not believe his luck. One day apart of the H.I.R.A fighting His Imperial's Glories enemies and now apart of the Pyrea Royal Guard, not only that but also tasked the crowned Princess herself. It was almost to good to be true. He looked down at his hand. The last two fingers replaced by replicas in a harness strapped to his palm. He flexed and felt the tiny machinery respond and move the fingers. Then again maybe he did finally deserve recognition for his hard work.
Pyuka's hand was the only thing he lost in all of his fights. His face was burned and his body was covered in scars from fire, bullets, and blades. He was a survivor though, living through it all. Out lived may a good men and women. That was the life of a Shi pilot. Taking off in you one manned craft to fly through the attacks of the enemies to do damage of your own, engaging in dog fights having to do quick maneuvers or die in a blast or worst yet having you engines die off and crashing to the wasteland below. Out of all the post one could have it was the most dangerous and Pyuka lived longer then most in his ten years of service to his home and now one of the easiest post he could imagine, at least that's what was told to him.
Pyuka was already in his new uniform. It was more dressy they he would imagine with his awards and metals he never recalled receiving and a purple sash denoting his position as one of the Pyrea. He found it itchy and hot vastly different to his older uniform and at least the old one provided protection. He was on his way to the princess' room after getting directions to get there. The Castle was a huge complex making up a third of the shard it was on, including all the gardens and other buildings. It took him roughly two hours after being told where to go to finally find it. He knocked on her door. "Your Highness ?" He timidly asked.
Pyuka's hand was the only thing he lost in all of his fights. His face was burned and his body was covered in scars from fire, bullets, and blades. He was a survivor though, living through it all. Out lived may a good men and women. That was the life of a Shi pilot. Taking off in you one manned craft to fly through the attacks of the enemies to do damage of your own, engaging in dog fights having to do quick maneuvers or die in a blast or worst yet having you engines die off and crashing to the wasteland below. Out of all the post one could have it was the most dangerous and Pyuka lived longer then most in his ten years of service to his home and now one of the easiest post he could imagine, at least that's what was told to him.
Pyuka was already in his new uniform. It was more dressy they he would imagine with his awards and metals he never recalled receiving and a purple sash denoting his position as one of the Pyrea. He found it itchy and hot vastly different to his older uniform and at least the old one provided protection. He was on his way to the princess' room after getting directions to get there. The Castle was a huge complex making up a third of the shard it was on, including all the gardens and other buildings. It took him roughly two hours after being told where to go to finally find it. He knocked on her door. "Your Highness ?" He timidly asked.