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8/16/2015 6:11:17 AM
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"Ummm.... Thats really how things work? Okay then...." [b]He walks into the closest room to the entrance that isnt already taken and sits down on the bed.[/b] "Cant say i like this room too much. I think i might just skip sleep for a while." [b]he gets up and walks back by you[/b] "So what else do we have?"
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"Room's for lounging, and private time. There's the bridge but our doctor's currently injured they're patching her up. There's a pool, a training room, a lab and forensics, mess hall, lounge and entertainment. Place is massive".
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"Im going to head down to the lab. Assuming its not all biology. Thanks for the short guide." [b]with that, Elijah heads ofd down the hallways of the ship.[/b]
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[b][i]as your walking to the lab, Akkar jumps down from the roof.[/i][/b] "Hey, names Akkar." I put out my hand.
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"Elijah. Hi." [b]He shakes it.[/b] "So what do you do around here?"
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"Make weapons, shoot bad guys, pull pranks, and get people drunk on a special brew I have."
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"Why are we even on here? Whats our mission? The way i see it, its a ton of different people descended from different groups, doing regular things on a single space-carrier. Why are we here?"
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"We fly about, picking up outcasts, wanderers, and fighters, and then kick the asses of any evil we find. It's pretty slow right now."
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"Okay then. Im going to get to the lab. See what i can make. Advanced weaponry has always been my favorite subject in the engineering department. See ya." [b]He continues walking[/b]
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[b][i]starts walking with you.[/i][/b] "Mind if I join ya?"
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"Sure, i guess." [b]Continues to follow the signs to the lab[/b]
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"So, how did you end up here?"
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"Well... I was a good kid, payed attention in school.... Just, amazingly unfortunate for me, i never found a job opening for me. My home planet was at peace and the weaponry and other types of things i like to construct weren't needed. Good enough weapons already. So i began to stow-away on ships, and then i came here, looking to make a life for myself." [spoiler]sorry if the bio is strange. I thought that each player lived on different star-ships. Took me longer than i would like to admit until i realized (more like was told) that we all lived on the Exalin.... So my bio is off right now.[/spoiler]
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"Hm. You're another castaway. There are many of us here. I was a royal guard on my planet, and still would be of it wasn't for my brother. He was selfish, and assassinated the king, to claim power for himself. I had stopped him, but everyone thought I was trying to help him get away. I hid, and fled, planet hopping, and delivering true justice to planets. I eventually ended up here, and haven't left."
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"Hmm. We all have our backgrounds. God this thing is huge!" [spoiler]on a side note: what do you do when your best weapon just broke and you're in the middle of 27 deathclaws? Im playing Fallout New Vegas and RPing and im in a damn deathtrap right now!!![/spoiler]
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"I suppose we do. You ever need a custom weapon, I'm happy to help a fellow weaponsmith." [spoiler]use your next best[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]i repaired it with my guass rifle. Then got teamed by about 5 young deathclaws, 3 mother deathclaws, 6 alpha male deathclaws, and 4 regular deathclaws. Utter, destruction. [/spoiler] "Alright. Me too. Ever need something to kick ultimate ass just tell me."
