The air is thick with the peculiar scent of the LCL, a scent that's become intimately familiar over time. The floor below extends to the distant entry platform where your Eva stands, its massive form partially shrouded in the translucent blue of the LCL pool.

Your steps echo on the metallic walkway that leads to the entry platform. Technicians bustle about the platform, making final adjustments to the Entry Plug and checking the Eva's systems.