𝐒𝐤𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

𓆩⟡𓆪-“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝?”-𓆩⟡𓆪 -𝐃𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐤𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥 -𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 -𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐧

How tall is this terminid… richter is about 12ft.

“I hail from a city of technology and amongst other things… magic.” Richter replied, rolling his shoulder and then snapping it back into place with a loud crack soon following. “FUCK… THAT ALWAYS HURTS.”

The messages are of the boys praising her skyward abilities, alongside pictures of her with the squad after skme heavy hitting missions. Richter was drinking his own cup of coffee, yet his face remained covered by a mask in some form.

“Truthfully I don’t even know how I ended up here, one moment I was dealing with warlock and the next here I am…”

“You’re retired but I still respect you by what you were.” Richter says softly to her, bringing up a data-pad and then placing it down next to her resting bed. “Even being retired me and boys wanted to send ya a happy set of messages. You can check them on the data-pad.”

Richter is just narrowing his eyes… he is new to talon but doesn’t know his way around the base… he is standing about 12ft tall as well, he is a very big man.

“About that, we have our own reserve supplies, like I said me and my boys are semi-independent in terms of missions. Anyways the pods are ready, higher ups just sent the memo that we only have about 10 minutes.” Richter then got into his hellpod, which launched immediately.

Richter takes the catalog, then switching to the warbonds and activing them all before placing it down. “All warhonds are now active, let’s just say my operations have been very fruitful as of late.” The man says softly to her before awaiting on her to go get armoured up.