The Sun Rises

In the aircraft flying towards City G, Mark sat with his head leaned back, pressed against the hull of the plane, calmly trying to get as much rest as he could. He had just come out of one battle, so there was a bit of fatigue in his system that he wanted to purge. But a voice from in front of him drew Mark's attention away from his meditation and forced him to open his eyes.

"GHOST, I've been hearing a lot about your exploits. Even in a country as militaristic as my own, we can't help but be impressed by your abilities. Tell me, what exactly is your blessing?"

Ida spoke up in a calm voice that showed just how relaxed she was. Even though they were going into a battle that might claim their lives, she did not look the least bit nervous. She grinned at Mark in an almost seductive way, and though Mark couldn't deny she was beautiful, the smile only served to piss him off.