Sophia Pax stood properly as the Division Commander walked past her. She took in the words of her commander and smiled. This man did not care about the past. Or at least the personal pasts of the cadets. That was more than fine for her. She did not need to be treated like a noble. Sophia smiled darkly as she spoke aloud just enough for those around her, "I am fine with that. Not like my father would take me back anyways. The only thing left for me is Glory, death, or ruin." 

Sophia turned slowly and left the formation. A ghostly black raven could be seen resting on her left shoulder, but only by those who were true soldiers. Sophia left the courtyard of the institute and went to the hanger. Sophia stopped before her black and red Mech and looked up. She straightened up her uniform and smiled darkly, "The House of Pax will go to war once more..."