Nitrogen A.S Repair Shop - Honolulu - Hawaii
So this boy was from Japan. Black hair, determined yet somewhat carefree looks, suitable for what he is: a new A.S pilot who's looking for KIASM's pilot base to receive his own Arm Slave. He came to the right spot.
"Oh yeah I know where that is." Nitro said as she buttoned up her shirt. Her cyan eyes, still groggy, were fixated on Zero. "Wait outside. I'll give you a ride. It's probably not safe for you to go on with just a vague description of directions."


