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2/26/2016 4:10:14 AM
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[i]No..[/i]
[b]Orion slowly stops and swivels on his heel facing you. [/b]
[i]You must be a member of the crew I assume?[/i]
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"No, not yet." The boy looked as if he was only just applicable to join the military, yet he carried himself with a grace and confidence beyond his age, and his eyes told a similar story. "All this must be pretty disorienting for you. Certainly is for me."
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"It is once you realize and let the fact you've been frozen for five hundred years sink in."
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"500, you say?" The teen looks down, his expression distant, "I don't even know when I am anymore. I don't really know anything."
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"Its disorienting... The last thing I can remember-" [b]He glances at the gauntlet then shakes his head[/b] [i]Never mind... But So far I haven't seen anything out of the ordinary... Threatening my safety that is, though humans are strange as they once were and always have been..[/i]
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"Well... I suppose. Where, or when I came from, humans were united against the future, and whatever it stood against. I'm sure that you've noticed, but whatever war proceeded our coming, He looks slightly exhausted at this part, "We haven't recovered from the scars. I'm beginning to think that this whole expedition is more of a means to heal wounds than an exploration of space." He looks over at you, and seems to notice your "strange" technology for the first time, "What is your name?"
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[i]My name is Orion Halva, your crew has never experienced Drestian technology I assume. You've been looking strangely at my armor for our entire conversation now.[/i]
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"No, never. Compared to you, and quite frankly the rest of 'em, I'm fairly low tech. My system was just barely interstellar when they took me. My name's Eric, Eric Cooper."
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[i]Glad to have met Cooper.. As of now the general has placed me as the medic, biologist, chemist, and historian of the ship... Seems your crew was lacking them[/i]
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"Hopefully you're the brains too, because we seem to be lacking those as well. They only know that I can fight, but I'm not a bad tactician either. Never went to college, but I had a decent formal education before I enlisted to the Academy."
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[b]He nods silently[/b] [i]Drestians of the Argum Class as myself were taught the basic principles of Chimera, or what you humans call quantum science... Strange names you have for all of these things... But like wise most of what I produce will be out of experimentation and others locked away due to the severity some of the substances I will produce hold.[/i]
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"Probably true. It still baffles me why a supposed group of pioneers must so heavily rely on men like us for maritime operations. I understand the need for security, I just don't understand why we're here." He sheaths his knife, and leans up against the wall that he has his back to, "So, how'd you get on this ship? Did they take you too?"
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[i]My own ship brought me here for.. A reason Im not yet sure of.. My mission does not lie with the others, they journey for something of adventure, Myself...[/i] [b]He glances at the gauntlet[/b] [i]... Knowledge[/i]
