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04:10, 26th April 2024 (GMT+0)

Candy (Candance) Cane

The boss is always an exception of sorts.  In this particular unit she stands out as distinct from hundreds if not thousands of yards away. . . when piloting her dark brown Phoenix Hawk so dark as to almost be black except for a bright red, almost reflective highlight on the lower face.  All the other mechs are the comparatively enormous Chargers painted in slanted stripes of red and another color to indicate each as different from the other.  Green, Black, White, Orange, and Blue respectively.

Also the public face of the unit Candance is often encountered outside of her mech and tends to make a good show of it.  Although always wearing something comfortable and easy to discard should she need to jump into a cockpit she makes those things look good.  Red hair, five feet and ten inches tall, brilliant green eyes, are all hard to overlook.  Often the last to speak she tends to want others to have plenty of time to make their false assumptions before she proves them wrong with some version of the  quick insightful whit and easy confidence that make her a natural leader in any context.
Keebler
Lean, green and mean is the short form she is known by.  The second in command of the chargers her personality in many ways shaped the fighting strength of the force into something the leprechauns of old would be proud of, a good old fashioned cudgel.
A.L.F.
Despite being most remembered for her sense of humor Alf is yet another example of the wide range of types of beauty one expects to find in the Magistracy of Canopus, particuly in those who are remotely successful at thriving there.  A cute nose, charming smile, and long silky dark hair would probably be the thing people remember if they tended to meet her outside the company of her lance mates.
Dobby
Dressed rather more smartly than most teenagers Jessa is none the less still clearly young and full of energy.  Offsetting the dark blue of her tunic and trousers her fiery red hair is just long enough to brush her shoulders.  From the bottom of her tiny uniform boots to the top of her head Jessa can be measured at 4'10”, but even that includes some stretching and a little bit of body in her hair to make the final half inch.  Equipped with an innately expressive face it would be quite impossible for her to be mistaken for impassive or the classic military unflappable but a distinct impression of both determination and a certain degree of control is unmistakable in her emerald green eyes.