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Blue Magnolia stood in a small pile of metal rubble, the wreckage of a large transport helicopter that had crashed violently just a minute earlier. Inside of the Blue Magnolia a young woman sighed, untying the knot in her blue hair to let it drop to her shoulders. A voice came through her radio, usually a sign that the mission was over. She leaned back and let go of the controls of the Armored Core as she heard it, making the bipedal midweight she was using loosen its stance. "You're done here, Maggy. Good work. Those EGF guys really didn't like you stepping down, it seems," an old, rough voice rang through her AC. It was Fatman, a notorious