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I scratch myself and raise a hand.


I inspect the female pilot behind me. I don't recognize her at first. I look at her eyes, they are most familiar.

"Taylor...?" I subconsciously whisper in confusion.

The helmet she puts on is familiar.
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"Oh stuff Taylor- you look really different without your helmet. I like it."

(to be clear i'm wearing my helmet. visor up)


"I'm the translator. [See? Not that you can see sound.]"

O.

I look closer. She's wearing her helmet.
"We need to get moving or set up camp in here."
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"I'm the translator. [See? Not that you can see sound.]"
: Then you're with us. Come on, let's go.
: Wait, wait, who's coming with me?

I look at Tippy, her helmet still on her head but still in her skivvies and there's a severe lack of a b bra.
this thread just got creepy
tempted to make a new adventure where the fans arent so creepy

Alright Lockebox i'm wearing a bra. I'm like in military sleepwear or something.

"I'll go. If you don't mind."




I follow the marine.
They set off for the mess hall right away.
: We can trust him, right?
: Why? Does NAUC have trouble with traitors?
: No, he's just... never mind.

"I'll go. If you don't mind."
: Er, we're gonna be outside, you might want to at least throw on a shirt. And some pants. And fast.

She waits for you to get somewhat presentable and then starts taking you down the hall in the opposite direction.
: You ever used a sniper rifle before?

"Wait for me!"
I put on some pants and a shirt and follow Tippy.

"I'll help spot for her." I follow Taylor.