Nyle (young)'s Story

A cloaked man seemed to flicker in and out of existence near the two closest living beings he could find, it sounded like he was trying to speak but his words were lost as he flickered in and out.

Again and again he faded in and out, he couldn't make out were he was due to the fact that he couldn't bring himself into the world fully. This means he must have landed far from his intended target, he tried again to speak to the beings that he was near, he couldn't see them clearly but he sensed them < If there are people near I must be at the right place> he thought. He probably wasn't forming enough for them to notice him, it was clear his words weren't reaching him but he was stuck unless he found to be pulled into the world fully.

Jay Null opens his comms, reaching out to the vessel he notices off his bow.

Is everything okay out there? Do you need a terrestrial assist?

he asked inquisitively.

Outside of orbit around the planet Terra.

A medium-sized ship, shaped like a triangle with a blunted end, moves slowly towards Terra and the space station above it. The shape and size of this ship may have been seen before, but this one in particular has never been witnessed by any Terran, or as a matter of fact, any species or beings besides the ones who had made it. If they were able to trace it's origins, then it would point to an unexplored area known generally as RA-619, and even more specifically the Glendathu system. The doesn't seem to be armed, and a scan for life would only turn up three humanoid beings.

The ship made no advances of any sort towards the planet or the station, and seemed to just be there. Watching. Peaceful, it seemed, and the crew had no intentions of attacking. But they were truly awestruck. In front of them was a culture, a sophisticated one, unseen to any of their people, and they didn't know how to feel about it. They were just awaiting orders at this point.

Jay Null shrugged and closed the comms. The traffic in the Terran orbital was bustling as usual, an economic boom brought on by the prolonged period of peace. Alas, he knew the endless waltz of history, and had work to do.

Tapping a few buttons on his console, he maneuvered down towards Wing City Spaceport, leaving a faint thruster trail in his wake.

Meteor appeared as a small flicker in the sky

Meteor zoomed out and away, a twinkle in the sky.

Professor G spotted the shooting star from his view out the station window, and gave an exasperated sigh.

What's this, another Gundam?

he opined, wondering if his cohorts thought the same.

Master O nodded in agreement.

Very well. I'll tell the others.

he said, before grabbing his coat from the rack and departing for the docking bay.

Meanwhile, a Gundam truly had breached the atmosphere and entered Terra's lower orbit, coming from Wing City. It was an old AEU-09 AEU Enact Space Type from long ago. As it ascended, it transformed into it's space-faring flight mode shape.

The name of the Gundam was Sol Senshi- and nobody was supposed to be operating it. It had been refurbished for unknown to the public purposes and locked down, hiding in plain sight in Wing City Spaceport.

Who was even operating it?

Whoever they were, they were certainly a criminal now.