Editors note. First time doing this sorta thing. So, I apologize for any lack of quality. I'm 24 years old and while I'd prefer to keep things SFW, I am capable/willing to do NSFW content. Here's how I'd imagine Vivian back when she was SEAF. Probably similar to current looks.

Ha! I'm not any better, if I must admit. Too few persistent faces... I'm Vivian. Shipmates call me Belle. Though any title works well enough, Sir. /Vivian raised her arm to give a quick salute to her superior before moving past him on her way to the Armory.\

Here is the official ref sheet of Elaskis! As well as reworked and fully made Elaskis! “Velask to all. I am Elaskis, Kell of House Blade, Legendary Warrior that was there when the whirlwind came and defied against it. I welcome all who choose to be a simple warrior of my house”

That's respectable. Everyone's got that one piece that's close to them. The DE-Sickle gets similar care from me. And yeah, I'd be willing to handle the sidearm. Doing anything just about beats idling in a destroyer.

Relatively, Sir. Signed up during the first Automaton attacks on our territories. Unthawed during the Dissident crisis. Give me a minute to gear up and then head to the firing range. I'll make sure the Rifle's melting by the time you get there.

Sadly, no. I don't carry a lighter But... I do have a rifle that burns hot enough to work as a lighter. Is that good enough?

I would be willing to assist in maintenance. Though... I specialize more in energy weapons, so... no offense taken if you'd prefer to handle it yourself.

now normally ah'm a lady'a precision and subtlety , it comes with the whole sniper recon type thing BUT GUESS WHO JUST RODE AND FIRED A MOTHER FUCKIN TANK BITCH HOH YEAH OHHH IM STILL SHAKING , THAT WAS AMAZING

- the way mere moments before being trampled underneath it's heavily armored chitin shell.

- Belle herself scrambled to her feet, pulling the Maxigun off of her back now that her SMG was lost in the spore fog. As the gun spun to life, she pointed it in the general direction of the first horde, cutting down groups of bugs before a charger forced her to get out of -

The ground rumbled as tunnels breached all around the helldivers, circling around but focusing on the northern paths. Swarms of Hunters screeching as they were joined by Commanders and a few Chargers. In the poor visibility, only the noise of their wrath indicated their location-

//Two things, 1) The possibility of Lesath getting razed put thoughts in mind. Though I'm better off that it didn't happen. 2) The Hulk Spam on Lesath is a Dream. Crystal slopes is the main city battle, so Belle is finally on her home city once more.

from the sudden surprise of the unseen attacker.

when Vivian checked the direction the steps were coming from, nothing appeared in front of her. At least that's what she thought at first. She was swiftly launched from her partners side and deeper into the spore fog by an invisible Stalker, the SMG clattering on the ground -

The crunching of leaves was the only sound that the helldivers made without alerting the surrounding hordes. Belle's fingered kept hovering just above the trigger of her SMG as they moved through the spores. A third skittering pair of steps came rushing from the fog, though -

Lesath is on the front lines of the MO! 63113 is gonna be on her homeworld again!

- same objective in the North-east and began making her way towards it. She had a nervous twitch as she moved through the spore fogged forest, the sounds of terminid chittering echoing through the spores.

As she lugged the Maxigun and Ammo-Pack onto her back, she looked around the landing site only to be met with the heavy fog of a spore spewing tower. Unable to get a view in front of her, 63113 checked her map, but even that lacked anything substantial nearby. She pinged the -

Vivian's equipment was rather unfocused in comparison. She had selected the Maxigun as her support weapon, Orbital Precision Strike, alongside Gas and Napalm minefields. Once the loadouts were confirmed, the hellpods we launched to the southwestern border of the dying forest.

- much thought as to what objective was selected for her. A level 7 egg destruction mission was what it fell on as she moved to the nearest hellpod.

- her partner to fall in line next to her. The first thing she noticed upon the map was the sudden lack of a planet right next to Lesath. She subconsciously tightened her grip on the table before moving the maps attention to the Terminid front, selecting Pandion-XXIV without -