Alex Cord (Male, active storyline)

("Action" starts at chapter 8.1 Collared. Chapters are short though)

Alex Cord was hungry, a long morning filled with preparations for the operation left him with little time for food. He sighed as he resigned himself to the dull pain in his abdomen, there's no way he's eating now that they're suited up. He rests in his seat in the mech, his 6 foot lean form is the maximum height for the Mechanized Scouts.

He wiggled in the padded enclosure that hugged his body up to his neck, his head only able to look between multiple screens that displayed the outside of the mech. He watches an engineer walk past below the 16 foot tall machine of war, checking it's fuel and munitions. The height difference made Alex feel huge compared to the man as he moved on to the next mech and performed the same procedure.

Alex wondered who decided that these mechs were "light scouts", he was aware they were the smallest available in Trihand corp. Moving across the long plains of sector 6 was suicide unless you had proper armor. Inside the cramped streets of sector 7 was a somewhat different story. The corpos only gave the troops 8 hours of training simulations before sending them into any operation they deemed necessary. Alex shudders as he remembers the simulations, almost every one ended with him and his mech "KIA".

He looks up at the screens again, checking his targeting sensors. His position in the mech was gunner, his pilot was attending the briefing. He hopes that she can at least carry him through this operation, she's a veteran mech pilot. Always aloof and distant from the swarms of recruits that inevitably flock towards her.

Alex is broken out of his contemplation as a buzzer sounds in the hangar. A stream of pilots enter the hangar and jog over to their prospective mechs. Alex sees his pilot jogging over. Olivia Owens, a head shorter than him she still had her rank over him. Alex admired her toned body jogging over to him covered by her combat suit. Skin tight it accentuated her B-cups and muscled thighs while not giving them much support at all to his delight.

Her tone was not as delightful as she climbed into the hulking machine and it closed the pilot's hatch.

"Don't oggle me with the targeting sensors, I could see them moving across the fucking hangar along with every other mech!" Alex flushed red and was glad there was only voice comms between them. "Uhh just making sure the tracking was working."

"Yeah right, lucky me I get stuck with the newbie who couldn't figure out what end of the bullet goes first even if it went through his chest."

Alex recoiled at the insult, she'd always been cold but never hostile towards him before. "Is there something wrong commander?" He tentatively asked.

"Only that the Intel we have for this mission is non-existent and we could be dropping to a bullet-filled ****..." Anything else she said was cut off as the dropship they were on started it's engines for takeoff, over 300 meters long it was essentially a flying aircraft carrier. The whole hangar vibrates as the ship takes to the sky, heading towards their destination, somewhere in between Bealite and Trihand territory.

(Quick note here. Thanks for reading! Sorry about the dead end with Mika but the RP I was having is on hiatus. Hopefully this story with Alex is okay, I apparently write much slower burning stories than I like reading, for the most part. Anywho enjoy!)