[B] AD 2032 T+ 10 Years, Nephilim Contact[/B]
[I] "Attention all personnel to your stations, repeat all personnel to your stations. Thank you." [/I]

He looked down at the watch clamped securely on his right hand, an old gift from his father when he was young apparently it was supposed to be waterproof and shockproof meant for men that used to summit mountains it supposedly belonged to a grandfather of times past who was an acclaimed adventurer or something like that. He had always wanted to climb one of those high soaring peaks and when he was younger his father had promised to take him one day. This was before it all fell apart, back when people worried about having enough money to buy their first luxury car and of how big of a pool they wanted in their backgrounds after all of it peoples priorities changed. He had a feeling that he would never be able to go climb a mountain, to traverse the deadly ice falls of the Himalayas, or what was left of them at least he would never get to experience the sights his father described. That would of probably made him sad seeing his son give up on his childhood dreams. But he had a new purpose and that was to make sure that nobody would get hurt by those things ever again, so that countless mothers would not have to stay up crying as they watched the names of the dead scroll across the screen some of them out of grief for those that had fallen, others out of guilt being happy because nobody they knew had come up yet. So maybe climbing some mountains could wait for at least a little while.

The slight [I] whrr whrr[/I] of the portable communication device in his pocket drove his mind away from introspective wandering. Portable communication device what was it with these scientist people he silently wondered they could never give anything a simple name, they could not just call the damn thing for what it was a glorified cellphone. It told him that it was time for him to get to command to get ready to oversee everything while the Doctor and a few of their people went and picked up the test subjects, a bunch of girls no even fit to be called adults that would soon have the fate of an entire world thrust upon them. He was offered a place in the small cadre that was going to go explain the situation but he declined respectfully. He was not going to be the one that infected their pretty world with the horrors of Nephilims, he did not have a place in that world of school and everyday lives his place was here in the world in which they would be anointed into. Beside their were much more friendly operatives that could ease them into the process with kinder faces that could pull of the lies that needed to be told.

The glint of the polished antiseptic white wall shined back at him as he stood in the adjoining hallway outside of the command center casting his reflection back at him. A man of thirty looked back at him dark eyes looking back that seemed to draw in every detail, with a well kept head of dark hair that was obviously groomed with attention at an early time. The [url=http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/142/5/6/sci_fi__uen_officers__uniforms_by_leovinas-d3e86x6.png] crisp black uniform [/url] that SEED had provided for him was well cut and fit his body well though he had decide against the use of the cape and the hat even though they did add a certain authoritative flair for practicality purposes they would just get in the way. But the Doctor had been specific when addressing the fact that he should at least try to look his best for when the girls arrived instead of his much preferred standard workout attire that he wore almost constantly. Nodding once as he give himself a once over making sure all his medals from his time in the JSDF and buttons were in order. Once he passed his own inspection he nodded and let out a breath as he walked up to the doors and they slid open automatically as he entered the heart of operations. 

"Commander on deck!" The man assigned to guard the door called out and saluted being relieved a moment later by a quick nod and nothing more as he progressed deeper into the command center. It still felt odd after many years of him being the one saluting that he was now in technicality the one up the totem pole. Though he was no commander of an army he was instead to be commander of a handful of girls as they tried to fight hell he could of never imagined that when he was younger. But none the less he was not just Shion Tetsuya he was Tactical Commander of Operations Shion. 

Absentmindedly he ran through a check with the rest of the command crew making sure that sensors were running, the satellites were up, and everyone was on high alert. Even though today they were just gathering the girls and future pilots of the MagiGears if Kawaguchi was right then sooner rather than later they would be dealing with something that almost destroyed humanity the first time around and Kawaguchi seemed to be right more times than she was wrong. So it was best to be prepared so that they weren't surprised when the killer death machine dropped from the sky. 

"And so it begins." Tetsuya muttered to himself with a hint of excitement upon his face that was seemingly masked stoicism.