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2/20/2016 9:00:25 PM
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Serina dips her "head" in a form of shrug, her faceplate screen reflecting the light of the hangar slightly, giving her a more robotic look, though her movements were fluid like a human's, "Well, that's [i]part[/i] of what I do here. I'm also serving alongside the military branch in order to keep the eggheads safe in hostile territory."
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  • "Keep them safe? You seen the kinds of retards on this shit? You got a hell of a job ahead of you" [b][i]She says, a light chuckle lacing her words as she speaks. [/i][/b]

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  • Serina gives a melodic purr that is likely the equivalent of chucking. Her voice is silky, though metallic, and perhaps British in tone. She approaches the ship closer to get a better look, though that may be more from habit than utility, and speaks to her "Quite so, I'm afraid. I expected more from Triumvirate scientists. So, what do you do around here?"

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  • "Well, I'm a mechanic first and foremost. Where I'm from, most people rely heavily on machines so I picked up on them from an early age. When I'm not fixing shit, I'm shooting shit" [b][i]She says, no accent with her words, the lights reflecting off her hair, going against her tanned skin. [/i][/b]"Anything big happen lately, or you just somehow get chosen to be here like the rest of us special snowflakes?"

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  • Well, the actual reason she was on the ship was classified, and she had specific parameters implanted in her mind that removed her ability to lie, but there were always ways to bypass this. She puts a hand on the ship and leans against it, "The Federation needed me, or rather, some of the talents at my disposal."

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  • "Well looks like some of us are more special than the others, ain't we?" [b][i]she sarcastically asks, grabbing her wrench once more. [/i][/b]"I best return to the ship, hit me up if you need anything. Names Alexandra by the way"

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