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1/8/2016 5:01:30 AM
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[i] She looks slightly suprised , from being deep in thought, but she smiles and offers her hand.[/i]
" I'm Light, and you?..."
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The name is Exia, i'll be stationed here as of today.
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" Another new pilot huh , well pleased to meet you,? You got a ship assigned, no you won't . Find yourself an engineer, they can help get you in the sky. There is a guy called Delta who is particularly gifted at small fighter or stealth craft. Built mine, she's sentient."
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Thank you for the advise ms. Light. [b]His right leg starts to shake and create a whirring noise. Exia's face filled with silent embarrassment and over all remorse [/b] My legs' going to malfunction if I don't repair it soon. [b]Exia kicks off his boots revealing leg implants, and starts to tinker with the inner workings of his cyborg legs[/b]
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[i] She grins[/i] " Don't worry about it, we have a lot of the weird and wonderful here,Delta is also pretty gifted with cybernetic prosthetics, he doesn't build mechs tho, you want Xeno for that."
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[b]Exia lifts his head slowly and dignified. [/b] Flight was always only a secondary thing for me, a mech seems more up my alley. [b]He smiles as if in an almost sinister way, then goes back to his emotionless ways. [/b] Thank you Light, I've got a lot to learn here.
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[i] Light catches the look, but let's it go, for now. [/i] "Well if you need anything I'll be over by that stunning looking stealth craft." [i] She nods in the direction of a dark looking ship, that looks as tho it has a skin rather than a metal exterior.[/i]
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Edited by ChaiseShadows: 1/8/2016 6:03:20 AMRedacted
