A experimental Cruiser/submarine gone rouge. Alicorn, a sub built with the help of the four main factions. But one day she goes rouge and was not heard from for two years, till one day she suddenly turns up at a port.
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Alicorn is peacefully sleeping in her room as the sun slowly rises over the horizon. Her repaired military coat is folded up on her nightstand, next to her radio. The ticking of a clock on the wall is heard and it strikes 7 AM.
Alicorn's eyes open up as her radio turns on and starts to play music.
Alicorn sits up and stretches, only to bring a hand to her mouth and she starts coughing. After a few seconds of coughing she stops and beats on her chest as she clears her throat.
"Strange." Alicorn mutters as she clears her throat again. "Must be battle sickness." She then twists her body to the side of the bed and gets up and off the bed.
Alicorn legs wobble a little and she grabs her nightstand in support. Alicorn looks at herself in confusion. "I should probably get this check out soon."
Her legs stop wobbling after a few seconds and she lets go of the nightstand. She grabs her coat and puts it on and walks over to a mirror.
Alicorn smooths out her coat and dress, then adjusts the cuffs before moving her tiara around. After she's done fixing everything, she gives herself a little smile. Then let's out a couple coughs, she looks at herself in slight concern.
Alicorn lets out a hum and she closes her eyes. But opens then back up as a knock is heard on her door.
"Coming." She calmly says and walks over to the door and opens it up.
"Hey, Alicorn!" Cleveland greets.
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"Hell, Miss Cleveland." Alicorn greets with a small bow.
Cleveland pouts. "How many times do I have to tell you to just call me Cleveland?" Alicorn opens her mouth. "That was rhetorical."
"Hmm. So what did you come here for?"
"Oh, Commander Sicilia wanted me to get you, she's gathering people."
Alicorn raises an eyebrow. "Why?"
"The President invited the people of the Lighthouse battle to the White House in D.C." Cleveland informs.
"One Million Lives!"
Alicorn just hums as her eyes slightly glow yellow, before returning to normal. "Then we better get going."
Cleveland nods and turns around and walks away. Alicorn follows as she closes her door.
Cleveland smiles as she leads Alicorn down the long hallways of the dorms. "So, how did the battle go, I haven't been able to get information out of anyone."
"It was..." The memories of the battle play through Alicorn's head. "Difficult."
Cleveland looks back at Alicorn in surprise. "You had difficulty?"
