Peace_Creed

(Muscular, Formal, "rugged")


Lucky, Sarcastic SOB Bastard
(Knightly Soldier
Excessive Force sometimes Authorized)



It's a small office formally decorated with minimalist things. A young officer sits behind a desk with his hands folded under his chin and a sort of cold scowl on his face as a reporter sits across from him.

Reporter: So you are the newest and youngest member of the formidable Vasavi Shakti Squadron! Their tales are legendary; however they have been known to be an expendable suicide squadron. They are the oldest used squadron and have just recently been reactivated. How do you feel about this?

Warren Ossiya Peace: Well we are not expendable or suicidal. We have the largest combat ratio with mission success rate. It is true we suffer many casualties; but we are the frontline assault and interception units. We punch the enemies hard and swift taking out the key targets and priority threats. We make it to where the enemy defense collapses and more of our allies can safely move in.

Reporter: It is said its a small unit, is this true?

Peace: We are a large squadron comprised of four groups. Two Assault, one Intercept, and a support squadron.

Reporter: In which do you belong?

Peace: Nagastre Interception Unit.

Reporter: How is your past? What lead you to being here?

Peace: I was essentially an orphan in the wastelands with other refugees seeking shelter in the dilapidated buildings. I traveled with my grandfather and his band of scavengers. One day we were attacked; grandfather tried to defend us but the enemy force was too strong and outnumbered us by many. I wandered for days by myself, injured and weak until I was found and hospitalized for some time. I was soon adopted set into private schools and reform school; then eventually decided to go military for my own various reason. I went to the academy and excelled in various fields and gained high scores in pilot simulations.

Reporter: Fascinating!

Suddenly a siren echoes and an adjutant busted through the door. Peace with the same look on his face and positioned the exact same as if he was a statue.

Adjutant: Sir, we have an order to deploy! Launch is in three minuets!

Peace slowly stood up his hands on the desk as he gave a slight smile to the reporter.

"Sorry miss, it's an emergency call." He gave with a smirk. "We can finish our interview another time." Peace stated as he gave a gesture and briskly left the room.