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Yang looks up at her mother. Her hands ball up into fists, enraged at how seelingly uncaring her mother acted toward her. She reaches down to pick a pebble up, as if to throw at the Commander, when a hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder. Swiftly, she looks back to see Glynda's face looking at hers. "Come along, Yang. We have to get you into the Entry Plug" Yang rolls her shoulder, almost in defiance as the woman touches her on the shoulder. The two walked through another corridor and into a changing room. Reaching into her labcoat, Glynda produces two small yellow clips to put in Yang's hair. "These will allow us to monitor your vital signs. In return, you will have an easier time controlling Unit 01." She explains. "As for a proper plugsuit, as you are on a probationary period recommended by Captain Schnee and Commander Branwen, you do not yet have one made. Stick around and we'll do that once everything checks out." "You're talking as if I am staying." Yang says, raising an

"I'm sorry, but all CCTS Public Channels have been suspended due to a state of emergency order by the Central Council. Due to the nature of the emergency, there is no ETA when Public Use is restored. Thank you for your understanding." Yang Xiao-Long, a young, athletic woman with blonde hair, clicks her tongue and looks at the screen of her scroll. "Time Elapsed - 0:00" flashes underneath the image of a raven, the words "Womb Loaner" listed underneath the avatar. "Thanks a lot..." She mumbles. "What a great birthday present you got me. Nothing but a downed phone line and regret of ever having even the slightest iota of trust in you." Sirens began sounding. Those who were on the streets began rushing inside in a panic. "And now there's a damn attack..." As she was throwing her tantrum, a white car pulls up in front. The window lowers and a white-haired woman, wearing Atlessian Service Dress peers out. Maturely, she asks. "Miss Yang Branwen?" "Um... it's Xiao-Long." Yang said, taking