Alva Calvarona
Character
[member="War'Rain Sekairo"]
What a horrible place to crash.
Alva had not expected an engine malfunction to befall her shuttle as it passed over the planet of pitann. After all, having wasted time at the Tournament of the Gods she had been away from Crina and her work for far too long already. A fact made more so painful as she waited for her arm to heal before leaving, making the use of the time to watch the remaining fights left in the tournament as she did. She wanted to get back as quickly as possible after all that. Alva had to factor in meeting the larger frigate to get back faster as well since there was no way she was letting most people see a Crinan ship. Even if it not might matter and she was overly paranoid, her people liked being isolated and she wanted to keep it that way.
Meeting the frigate over Pitann had been the plan once they left the tournament grounds. However, now here she was, the second princess of Crina hurtling toward a foreign planet because the shuttle had a flux in the game of chance. It rolled the dice and drew a bad straw when it would have expected to have been fine. Now she was shaking her head groggily looking at a dead bodyguard. One of the pilots was dead too it was soon discovered as the other called back informing them of the situation. So in total there were five of them alive if Alva counted. Herself, a pilot, and three Crinan soldiers who had accompanied her to make sure she stayed safe. The frigate would discover their fate soon enough once it entered local space. In the meantime Alva adjusted herself more comfortably while she watched her soldiers grab their equipment, their Crinan Combat Armor and energy blades, while the pilot went to work and investigate all the damage.
What a horrible place to crash.
Alva had not expected an engine malfunction to befall her shuttle as it passed over the planet of pitann. After all, having wasted time at the Tournament of the Gods she had been away from Crina and her work for far too long already. A fact made more so painful as she waited for her arm to heal before leaving, making the use of the time to watch the remaining fights left in the tournament as she did. She wanted to get back as quickly as possible after all that. Alva had to factor in meeting the larger frigate to get back faster as well since there was no way she was letting most people see a Crinan ship. Even if it not might matter and she was overly paranoid, her people liked being isolated and she wanted to keep it that way.
Meeting the frigate over Pitann had been the plan once they left the tournament grounds. However, now here she was, the second princess of Crina hurtling toward a foreign planet because the shuttle had a flux in the game of chance. It rolled the dice and drew a bad straw when it would have expected to have been fine. Now she was shaking her head groggily looking at a dead bodyguard. One of the pilots was dead too it was soon discovered as the other called back informing them of the situation. So in total there were five of them alive if Alva counted. Herself, a pilot, and three Crinan soldiers who had accompanied her to make sure she stayed safe. The frigate would discover their fate soon enough once it entered local space. In the meantime Alva adjusted herself more comfortably while she watched her soldiers grab their equipment, their Crinan Combat Armor and energy blades, while the pilot went to work and investigate all the damage.