[b][i]Natalie Kovichski, InterSec Infinite hangar, 0800 hours. As the bustle of droids continues in the hangar, I move swiftly among them, admiring the make of them. [/i][/b]"Nat!" [b][i]I hear, the voice of what can only be Alexandra shouting over to me. [/i][/b]"What's good?" [b][i]I ask, turning my head to the left slightly as Alex joined me. [/i][/b]"Shit, not much fam, kind of been fūcking around since the Pirates. Ain't we all just some special snowflakes, getting chosen to leave our galaxy AND get attacked by space alien Pirates." ((Open))