"You have been anticipating this moment. It's your first chance to wine and dine with the upper class that you aspire to join. Your long blonde hair has been carefully washed by one of the Cohort's professional barbers and repaired from being flattened under your helmet.
Appearances are important, especially for those aspiring to high society. A skilled aesthetech of the Alpyne Tech-Clans having subtly prepared you for high society. Nothing major, just preparations to give you a timeless appearance. An emphasized slightly androgynous build, safeguarded against the onset of aging and stress by a few injections, a tightening of the cheeks, and your jawline being made just a slightly bit more fierce.
You know that its a common jest among the men and women that you're the prettiest officer in the Sub-Section, and it does get a chuckle out of you. Personally, you'd be happy to assert a bit more of a masculine appearance, but have learned to appreciate the beauty, and the way it helps pave the way for high society.
The faint scent of lilacs lingers around you, applied alongside corrective makeup. The same smell as from the little herbal garden around the small country estate of your family.
Fiercely ambitious, your parents did not indulge in frivolous luxury, instead putting their wealth into investments of metal and flesh alike. The smell is a reminder of home and brings comfort in this unfamiliar and uncertain environment."
Sneak peek.