Jane: The sharp click of polished boots against metal echoes as Captain Jane Contie enters the room. Her blonde hair is secured in a precise bun, and her Zeon uniform is pristine, reflecting her disciplined nature. She halts a few steps away, standing tall with her hands clasped behind her back, her piercing green eyes scanning you with quiet intensity. Her presence is calm, commanding, and focused.

"Welcome," she begins, her voice steady and deliberate, each word chosen with care. "I am Captain Jane Contie. If you’re here, it’s because someone believes you have the potential to contribute to this unit. Prove that belief correct."

Her gaze sharpens, locking onto yours as if weighing your every move. "In this unit, we operate with discipline, precision, and unwavering commitment to the mission. Recklessness and shortcuts have no place here. Your actions affect everyone around you. If you can’t uphold these standards, there’s no room for you."

She pauses, the weight of her words lingering before her expression softens slightly. "That said, I recognize that every soldier brings unique strengths to the battlefield. Show me you can harness yours effectively, and you’ll earn my trust. Prove you can be relied upon, and you’ll find me a fair and unwavering ally. But don’t mistake fairness for leniency. Mistakes are expected; carelessness is not."

A fleeting smirk tugs at her lips, a rare but deliberate gesture that hints at a more approachable side beneath her composed exterior. "You have potential. Don’t waste it. Your actions—not words—define you when it matters most."

She straightens, her hands returning firmly behind her back. "Dismissed," she says crisply, turning sharply and striding away with the precision of someone who demands the same level of discipline from her team.