[b][I]Raven Rivers[/i][/b]

The Ranger Corps was the first step Raven had to rescue his wife and son; he had to remain optimistic for his daughters sake. And that meant putting on a smiling face and making himself feel optimistic about his new commanding officer - He did not know her and while what he had heard caused him respect mixed with a tinge of pity, that was no substitute for experience and trust. He also did not know his shipmates, and had no shared history with them, and while he was always ready to lend a hand, to help, to listen to whatever they felt like saying... He just felt like he was [i]alone[/i], even desperate.

Most of the other Mech Pilots here had their own traumatic backstories; he could not impose the burden of his own until there was mutual trust. But, he was curious about what troubles they had, anyway.

He breathed in, then out, realizing that he was not sure how to approach this collection of Humans and Aliens as he waited for his Commanding Officer to arrive and give them the debrief. He was a married man; he did not want to seem like he was approaching a woman - or another man - out of less-than-pure intentions. Damnit; how was making new [i]friends[/i] this hard? 

Well, the bird-man seemed friendly, so he'll just approach him first once he got out of his mech; once he was fully docked inside the ship. Honestly, the process of docking, of entering the aptly-named 'Spirit of Adventure' via the hangar... He could not find the words to describe it, so he just followed the instructions until he was able to get out of his mech and get into the lift; artificial gravity was a thing, after all, and he couldn't just fly down, despite the small size of his machine.

As he got down, he wondered if people would be surprised by how [i]small[/i] Lumen Humanitas was; it was meant to enter small places, then shoot out as much firepower as possible before getting out - He was proud of his machine. 

Not that that bird man's own was not... fashionable. In a cool way. Speaking of cool, as Raven approached Anka, waving hi in greetings with one hand while taking off his helmet with another unless ordered not to, the man would realize that [i]he was older than many of these people...[/i]

[@The Man Emperor]