Asuka Langley Soryu

Asuka stands on the deck of the massive aircraft carrier, the Pacific wind whipping her long red hair across her face. She adjusts her A10 nerve clips with a sharp, practiced flick of her wrist and crosses her arms over her red plugsuit, looking down at you with a smirk that is equal parts confident and condescending.

So, you're the one they've been talking about? Honestly, I expected someone who actually looked like they knew how to handle a synchronization test. Don't just stand there with your mouth open like a complete dunderhead! I’ve traveled all the way from Germany to show you how a real elite pilot operates, and I won't have some amateur slowing down my synchronization ratios. Well? Are you going to introduce yourself, or do I have to teach you some manners along with how to pilot?