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2/23/2016 3:43:58 AM
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[b]Calleach walks in rubbing his eyes, looking and the security droid already surrounding the craft. He was likely one of the only people still on board, where the others went, he didn't know, but he knew this ship was his problem. He observed the outside for any and all possible entrances.[/b]
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[b]There was only one small hallway like tunnel connecting the ship to the large freight of crux.. Suddenly the door to the unknown ship hissed as it started to slide open[/b]
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[b]Calleach put his hand on the hilt of his Multi-Tool, hoping it wouldn't come to combat. It was too early for combat.[/b]
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[b]Suddenly a figure in white armor, small glowing luminescent lights on its helmet glowing as it slowly walks out of the ship and onto the freight. It sees you and holds a larger than average human armored hand up.[/b] [i]Dreggen Yor?[/i]
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"Er... Get the translator-thingy droids!" [b]A few bots nearby scramble off.[/b]
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[b]The figure sounds presumably male, in more of the matter it also hears your voice[/b] [i]Draidbal... Ergh... Ulava. Poly, hais.. Helis... Helloi... Damut hello. Hello hello.[/i] [b]Immediately the figure has seemingly processed the language info and... Spoke english?[/b]
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*to the droids* "C'mon what's taking so long? This guy can't spe-" "Wait... Say that again?"
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[i]Hallo, ergh, yuos arg en humon yesk?[/i]
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"Yes, and you are a..?"
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[i]Ig amsk ahg Drestian. [/i]
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"Drestian? Where do you come from? How do you know my language? Why dock in our ship?"
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[i]Arg esk tryinsk tog getsk usesk tog yoursh lanskuage... Ig... Dontsk knowg wherhg I amgs[/i]
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"Try removing 'sssk' from your words, if you can manage, it will be easier to understand you, as for where you are, that's classified until I know more about you."
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[i]Ig wask-... Erg... Wasss... Wass.. Waaas. [/i] [b]A bit frustrated the figure goes one[/b] [i]Wass activateg fromg mys-.... My cryog chagmer... What yearg es it?[/i]
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"7885."
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[b]The figure seems to stumble back slightly and look around, back at the pod and then back at you again. He looks down at his armored palms slowly and around at himself[/b] [i].. It hasg beeg fiveg...hundrag yeargs.... [/i]
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"I hate to inform you, but this vessel is actually exploring an uncharted Galaxy, that is, uncharted by humans. We have only just arrived and barely know the intelligent life around now, let alone 500 years ago."
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[i]Ig was insidge a cryog pog for... That log... Vilish.... [/i]
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"You can come aboard. We have food, and other supplies."
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[i]Ig needsk-... Need ag communigation...[/i]
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"We have that as well, but if what you say is true, you've had no food for 500 years."
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[i]Cryog Chagmer keeps meg aliveg and frozeg my bodilg processegs[/i]
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Edited by Murph Tha Smurf: 2/23/2016 10:15:03 PM"I'm aware, but even so. You've been out too long, and need some time to think."
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[i]Communigationg[/i]
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"Okay, okay. Follow me." [b]He begins to walk towards an elevator at the end of the hangar.[/b]
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[b]He slightly hesitates before following closely behind[/b]
