np ;pc

Keith doesn't seem shocked.
"I was the same way at the garrison, you know. I eventually dropped out because of it."

As far as I know, she's just like me. A half human-half galra troublemaker. he said with a smirk

"im planing on dropping out to be honsted but the whole blue lion thing i heard about got me to stay." she admitted to him looking up at him.

He leads you down the hall into a very spacious room with no furniture in it, save a small counter-like panel near the door. He places his hand on it, selects a few options, and turns around. There's a small puff of smoke, and five large cylinders rise from the ground. In them, are the armors.

The man sighed, seeming to calm down. My name is Hunk Garrett. he said. I am the former pilot of the yellow lion. I'm here to mentor you on your journey.

You wake in your chamber, blinking at the harsh purple light and rubbing your eyes. You call your maids into the room with the bell on your bedside table, and they rush in to help you get ready.

(You can start your part of the rp, I have no idea how to. Fyi, I plan on killing a character and giving you a lion. Get ready for that lol)

You finish suiting up and head down to the hanger with the other pilots. You yawn, still considering 6 am to be too early, even though you've been doing this for almost a year now.