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12/27/2015 12:11:39 AM
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The station's dock was bustling with activity, people loading off freighters and warships all around, with a line of people going through security checks.
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[b]She looked around, making a full circle as she walks down the gangplank [/b]
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When her turn comes up, the security officer asks: [i]"hand over all weapons, please."[/i]
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[b]She does so, handing over her sidearm[/b]
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After putting her through a scanner, the security officer sends her on her way, indicating her the way to the Admiral.
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[b]She does as told, walking and trying to find the Admiral[/b]
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She finds him in the observation lounge of Deck 12, surrounded by four Pacificators.
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[b]She waits for them to leave[/b]
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"They're not gonna go anywhere, you know." He chuckles. "Relax. They won't do anything unless you try and stab me in the throat or something."
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[i]"Well, depends if you piss me off or not"[/i] [b]She sighs[/b] [i]"I was directed to you, why?"[/i]
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[i]"because you probably have questions you want answered."[/i]
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[i]"Besides why the hell im here, not really"[/i]
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"You're here because I have a proposition. How much would you like to go home?"
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[i]"My home was destroyed"[/i] [b]She crosses her arms, leaning to a side[/b]
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"Your home system. Where you came from."
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[i]"Well, considering it's a hell hole, not really"[/i]
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[spoiler]jeez quite the ray of sunshine this one...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]kek[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]well Idfk what to do with her so fck it I guess[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ive got another character to do with, most likely she will end up going back to her home system either way [/spoiler]
