Le pilote en a pris quelques-uns pour reprendre son souffle. Valretha a arrêté la collision à quelques mètres de l'autre costume. Elle sentait que de grandes quantités de présence disparaissaient autour d'elle, car il ne restait que des personnes dispersées. Elle n'avait qu'un nombre limité de propergols et de moyens de subsistance et, avec la disparition de ses navires de soutien, elle était aussi bonne que morte.
Réalisant cela, elle prit plusieurs respirations plus profondes et regarda le gouf. "J'ai besoin d'aller aux communications de la colonie... Ils devraient pouvoir pousser les particules minovskys ici... pouvez-vous m'aider à m'y rendre et à me couvrir? Tu peux le sentir aussi bien que je peux... Tant de gens s'éloignent de nous... nos vaisseaux sont partis. Nous sommes morts à moins d'avoir autant de gens que nous pouvons pour travailler ensemble... » Dit la femme comme elle l'a souligné le morceau de la station sur son unité de nav comm.
Name:Valretha
Age: 16
Gender: Female
5ft 4in 170 lbs, seen wearing standard issue zeon pilot garb outside of a normal suit.
Origin: Spacenoid
Faction: Zeon
Newtype: Yes
Personality: Whiel having several ideals that let her align with Zeon, the girl is only truly loyal to herself and those that prove to show their worth and trust. Not against fighting, the girl herself is demanding professionally but friendly and somewhat laid back when with friends. Trust is something that is definitely earned as her childhood
Backstory: Born and raised in side three, her parents were skeptical believers in Deikum's philosophies. Upon his death, they paid their respects at his funeral parade. unfortunately, they were also next to Dozle's car when the bomb that killed his brother went off. Just before that, something had told her to itch her ankle. She ducked down and was consequently blown over from the explosion. her ears were ringing loudly. Getting back up. she found her parents were both on the ground, people around her were screaming. Her parents had been blunt to say the least, so she knew what death was despite being five years old. The next three years were a blur to her, but she wound up with support from Dozle, who had seen her that day after his rage had subsided and took pity on the girl.
She was fiercely independent and Dozle took on a more uncle like role to her. He'd support her and get her nannies and tutors to raise and school her, but never fully adopted the girl. When she was able to, she joined the military and quickly found herself piloting starfighters for a short while before winding up inside of an MS. Not without a a bit of preferential treatment from Dozle to try and keep the scarred girl off the front lines, he let her take up a spot in an experimental division known as NTZ. This has brought her around the sides, traveling to test different types of mobile suits before the division was finally called to war.
Other Info:
A strong and potent newtype, she only has stayed out of the hands of the development of newtype and newtype weaponry by Dozle. To this point, she is fearful of those in zeon taking her if anything were to happen to him.
Mobile Suit Info:


EMS-07 ZUDAH PEregrinus


Modified to have a 210 mm rifle for long distance shooting. Carries a heat hawk and the engine has been overhauled to have the saturn defect removed. has in atomosphere flight capabilities and is more agile die to several reduction in armor weight.