Myst-agogue (Tornado Company)

[MKR]

A man with nearly fully gray blonde hair traversed the halls of the living quarters of Raumerben's headquarters, humming a small tune to himself. He was an older man in his late fifties or early sixties by the looks of it and dressed in all the usual Raumerben attire, uniform and overcoat in place. Though one thing was off about his uniform, the regular black had been replaced by a pristine white. The uniform of the Raumerben during its inception phase now reserved as a honorific for those that had served the group for more than forty years.
The man's name was Jurgen Rohr, one of the original White Knights. Nowadays he served mainly as the man keeping the hangar up and running, years and years of knowledge about the units used by the Raumerben as well as having been the White Knight's designated supply master made him well fit for the role.

Though it did mean that despite his age he had little in terms of free time, especially with the new arrivals only a few weeks ago. Stocking their belongings, arranging paint to be brought out of storage for their units in addition to all the new maintenance work to be distributed and personnel to get in the running. He enjoyed it though, it was refreshing to see new faces. Let alone ones that were to aid his and his companion's replacements. The kids showed promise but needed time and experience they wouldn't get from simply fending off a tin can or two alongside some greedy hunters.

But that was why he was here, the hangar had quieted down at last and with it some semblance of free time returned. So Jurgen took this chance to go meet some of the members of the 'Tornado Company' as they were called.

 

[Lukas]

He would hear the sound of a blossoming argument as he approached the rooms the Kents had occupied. While all five of them had been helping out in a professional fashion during the repainting and maintenance (and mentioning a sixth person who hadn't shown themselves), they were still a family first and foremost. And like all families, they had arguments over the smallest things.

"No. We're not getting the Papillion repainted! I gave it that scheme, and we're keeping it that way!"

"I don't see why you're so annoyed I asked. This coming from the girl who wanted to dye her hair red when we signed up."

"Yeah, and you said that was stupid. Why change your mind now?"

"That was stupid. It's why Joshua and mother said no. The entire purpose of repainting the units is intimidation - that doesn't work as well if one machine is bright blue."

The door to Misty's room was unlocked and half open, allowing their argument to leak out into the hallway.

 

[MKR]

Jurgen took a moment to listen in on the topic through the half open door, the one unpainted Qubely had been the odd one of the bunch. If he remembered correctly the words 'clear funnels' had been part of the description. Something to be cautious about to say the least, regardless it seems two of the three sisters were disagreeing on what to do with it currently.

He filed this away before knocking on the inside and pushing it slightly further open.

"I hope I am not interrupting." He said with a smile.

 

[Lukas]

Both girls turned to stare at Jurgen in sync when he entered, momentarily ceasing their argument while they looked him over. Neither seemed to bear any ill will over the interruption, Nebula speaking up first and cutting off her sister in the process.

"Not really. You're that old guy who was running things in the hangar, right?"

"Looks like it. That uniform stands out a lot." Misty took a moment to glance between her sister and the intruder, internally shrugging and taking a stab at convincing her sister using an outside observer.

"Guessing you heard enough of our conversation from the hall. What's your take on repainting machines to match factional colours?"

"We weren't being that loud. I doubt he heard much." Nebula shot back, huffing a little and making her sister roll her eyes.

"You were shouting the entire time."

 

[MKR]

"'Old guy?' Well I'll have you know that I am in the prime of my life!" Jurgen responded, a smile on his face, shaking his head as he looked at the pair.

"But yes, I did hear your discussion. You were indeed a bit loud. As for my thoughts, there's a bit more to unit colors than just faction colors. Namely Ace machines tend to have their own unique color schemes, a faction that has only grey colored units may have a bright pink gundam walking in its midst and no one would mistake it as theirs as long as the association is widely accepted."

Jurgen would lean his back against the door frame. His aged eyes looking over the pair of kids.

"Take these clothes of mine as an example, they're not what the rest wear. In fact only a few wear them openly but you still recognize them as part of Raumerben do you not? Because of the design the association is made even if what I wear is not exactly in line with most here. As for the Pappilion and its colors, I could see both working out. You could keep the colors as is, or you could follow the footsteps of the Kshatriya and color it white to signify its importance and keep it separate from the rest of the Qubelys." He smiled at them again.

"So a simple question to think about is this: 'Will not recoloring the Pappilion cause people to not associate it with you, or us?', and of course, what part of us do you want to represent? As the normal Raumerben colors of black and red are represented on the other Qubelys, ther Kshatriya represents the White Knight colors with a drastic focus on white and black with some gold mixed in. And then there are some other options too."