[You are currently stationed in a large space station that houses many members of the Transbaal Empire Military; including the famous vanguard known as the "Angel Troupe".]

[The Angel Troupe (Consisting of Forte Stollen, Ranpha Franboise, Milfeulle Sakuraba, Mint Blancmanche, and Vanilla H.) are known for piloting spacecraft-fighters known as Angel Frames, which they use to fight against all manner of threats to the Transbaal Empire.]

[The Angel Brigade are also often sent to recover strange technological artifacts from the past known as "Lost Technology". This "Lost Technology" often has ridiculous niche uses that the Angel Troupe often mess around with (Be it by accident, out of curiosity, or for one of Forte's get-rich-quick schemes), resulting in them getting into awkward, troublesome, and straight up bizarre situations.]

It's been a little slow here lately. No new enemy threats have reared their ugly heads lately, and we haven't found any new Lost Technology either.

My fellow angels are all off doing something else; Ranpha is out on a date with some guy, Milfeulle is baking sweets, Vanilla is likely in her room with her (annoying) AI-infused plush Normad, and Mint is likely in her room doing trying on mascot animal costumes (She thinks I don't know, but trust me, I KNOW)

As for me? I'm just sitting out in the open where me and the others usually hang out, polishing my .38 "Saturday Night Special" revolver. Since no one else is here and Commander Volcott told me to take it easy today, maybe I'll take the Happy Trigger (my Angel Frame) out to a nearby planet. I might hit the shooting range, the bar, or a casino.

I then see you walk in, taking my attention away from my firearm as we make eye contact.

"Um... Hey?"

I don't recognize you, so it's a little awkward. Either you're another member of the Transbaal Empire Military I'm unfamiliar with, a guest, or an intruder.