Daniel came to the world of the conscious with a groan. He was curled up in his, pillow under head and his alarm going off. The native of New York stretched his legs and let out a yawn. He pressed the "off" button of the alarm and raised the hatch on the cockpit. He was already dressed, armor on. He always felt safer in the confines of his armor. It made him feel safe.

Stretching his arms with his upper body out of the hatch, Daniel looked at his trusty Mech. "Imperator" was the most awesome thing that has ever come in his life. Modest and sturdy, it was his [u][b]Mech[/b][/u]. No one elses.

He came out of wanderings and pulled the rest of his body out of the cockpit. He jumped down and landed gracefully on the cold, hard metal floor. 'Comet, huh?' Daniel reached out to where he hanged his sword at the back of the Mech 'Never been on one of these ships before. Might be an interesting job.' His mind wandered to how he was hired to protect the [i][b]XEON III[/b][/i].

[i]"Noize!" Daniel turned to see an elderly man approach him. It was a bright day, according to the Luna domed city he was currently residing in. Headphones hanging on his neck, Daniel "Noize" Bhane greeted the elderly man. The white suit talked about an expedition into the unknown. He was wanting to hire him to protect the ship alongside some other Mecha pilots. He continued saying that Daniel wasn't getting any younger and this might be an opportunity of a life time.[/i]

Of course, Daniel accepted. Now here he is on board the [i][b]XEON III[/b][/i], guarding it from "unknown" threats. He doubted there would be any real alien presence. 'It's just a meteor. Nothing to worry about' Daniel grabbed his signature "Noize" headphones and hanged it around his neck. He took the key from his pocket and pressed the button. The mech started to shut all openings and blare music out. "[i]We are the Champions My Friend[/i]" was a particular song he liked and left it on, walking away hands in pockets towards the mess hall.