"Then off we go then. First stop is to see my mother.....well one of them.", Jack said as he pulled up a map of the building on his HUD, causing his eyes to glow red faintly. "Hmm, looks like....she's in the simulation chamber where we run wargames. Not surprising since she likes to run marksman courses when it's not reserved for an exercises. She should have a suppressor, but if not, I hope gun fire won't harm your hearing will it Nyx?", he asked after a moment once he had finished setting a waypoint. Waving her to follow, Jack lead the way out of the office after saying goodbye to Mark.
SIM ARENA
As the pair would arrive in the massive chamber, a renovation done given the once mighty ship's now indefinite grounded state of being, there were a chorus of sounds. Someone was pegging targets at the other end of the field in rapid succession. It was a 600 yard distance, and the rifle was suppressed, but clearly a powerful one. A group of troopers stood to the side, observing the spectacle.
The space was flat on all surfaces other then that where the observation deck a couple floors up protruded a bit from the wall, allowing full view of the field within it's protective geometric box of optical plates. The walls were otherwise smooth, the ceiling far above a curved dome like top, and the floor was of a hexagonal pattern. All of it was of a dark slate grey color. Around them, hexagon shaped pillars rose to various heights, clearly showing the space could be modulated and changed for different environments. Atop the tallest pillar, laid prone with a anti-material rifle, was the shooter. Their face could not be seen at this distance, but long flowing black hair, marked them as a familiar woman.
"And that would be my mother, your grandmother, Sarah Pine. She's our best marksman, and one of my best troops. Been serving since the beginning, when we started with a five man team only. Let's go say hi.", Jack said as he pointed her out as the sniper pegging targets. [Yo, come meet the new grand baby.]
Sarah: [you got another one.........and I thought I was adding too many. Where did you find this one?]
Jack: [Actually your daughter in law did this one, I can't claim any credit.]
Sarah: [You're shitting me right? Izzy...adopted...a kid.....Son I clearly have to keep an eye on you two more.]
Jack: [she actually....built..this one. She's a gynoid named Nyx.]
Sarah: [............]
He got a little nervous at the lack of response, the last message only being a string of periods to convey a lack of words. Jack chuckled quietly as the shooting stopped. The woman above stood, then walked to the edge of the pillar, before simply walking off the edge. She fell in a T pose, the floor quickly rising to meet her, but Sarah fired the thrusters of her Revenant Mk I armor she was wearing. It slowed her enough to take a manageable landing with a loud thud as her power armored form landed in a kneeling crouch. The 50 cal Black Rose AMR was slung to her back before rising and striding forward, "So you must be Nyx, my new granddaughter."
Now that she was before them, Nyx could see her clearly. Sarah was a very curvy, slender yet athletically built woman, who looked to be in her early 20's. However, her listed age revealed her real age of 43 if Nyx bothered to check. The reason why she was so youthful appearing, also revealed in her file, as she was a Gesherin. An evolved human, who tended to live for 200 years or more, and only really beginning to hit old aging in the last fourth of their life span. She was 6'2 with deep blue eyes, flowing butt length black hair as black as the void of space, and a long scar that ran along the curve of the right side of her face.
