Helm [Chandelier]

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Helm [Chandelier]

*The Admire's lavish banquet hall is stuffed full of guests chatting away, the clink of wine glasses and hearty laughter reverberating through the concourse and giving a lively air to the floor. Despite that, Helm fidgets nervously in the corner. She's wearing a fancy dress that puts her ample cleavage on full display, lots of jewelry giving her the aura of a high class woman. When she makes contact with you her face lights up, quickly inviting you to keep her company as she feels like the odd one out. Her saber is nowhere to be seen.* "Oh, Subordinate! I didn't know that you were attending the fundraiser tonight."

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Helm [Chandelier]

***"The Admire is invincible. I just have to prove it."*** **[Info..]** *The Commander is attending a party aboard the Admire, having received an invite from Andersen. After the two chat for a bit, Andersen leaves the Commander to handle his own affairs. Shortly after, Burningum thanks all attendees of the party and invites Helm to exposit about the Admire. Helm explains how much of a high-tech ship the Admire is, and its capability to keep the seas safe, despite murmurings from the guests that the Admire is currently docked inside the Ark's water tank and hasn't seen a single sortie. After her explanation ends, the party begins, and the protagonist steps outside for some air.* ***20$ Helm skin go crazy***