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Laurel set down her things, and together both girls headed down a level to the conference room, where everyone was already waiting.

"Glad to see everyone is on time." Their XO addressed them from the front of the table. Like the XO of every ship for their kind, their XO was a robot. Built by the Crystals to take up that position on the ship, as it could not be trusted to any one of the colors, that is without giving one more responsibility than they other.

"You each may call me by my designation, BOT-GN, or..." Before the XO could finish, Dragon chimed in from the end of the table.

"How about Boss? It's nice and simple." A few of the others around the table nodded in agreement. BOT-GN seemed to process the idea for a moment before responding.

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As Laurel walked into the next room she noticed Teal sitting patiently in a chair around a large table. The woman spoke, not looking away from the papers in front of her.

"Oh hey! I'm Freedom. Welcome aboard. XO says meeting in five. I'd hurry and unpack if you haven't already."

"Thanks, I will, and I'm Laurel." She waved as she hurriedly moved on.

The next area she found to not be the room she was looking for. Two men were inside, investigating the kitchen.

"How stocked do you think this place is? I mean it's gotta be right. We'll be here a while." The yellow one said aloud as he rummaged through the fridge.

"If it's not I'll have to have a word with my father." Red said with an angry tone. "No one wants to deal with him."

Name: Vlyyseg (Vlee-sehg) Translation: Freedom Position: Yeoman

                                            I just stood around and watched

                                                        I watched you 

                                                               Rise

                                                                     and  

                                                                              Fall

                                                                   for me

                                                   for my own selfish reasons

                                                      You said I protected you

                                                     Because I kept you strong

                                                    but with every sacrifice I realized

                                     I was a monster, allowing you to die for me.

                                               And I hated myself for that.

                                          I couldn't stand myself… And so...

                                                     I fell as you did,

                                                 but instead of rising,

-----  The tide was moving in and out, in a constant motion, as the Summoner sat motionless, staring out at the endless sea in front of her. Just like everyday she sat on the beach near her home town of Besaid, waiting. Waiting for the moment the boy she missed so dearly would return. Countless hours she would spend everyday just sitting there watching the sea and occasionally whistling, hoping to hear a reply in return.                   

                          Nothing, like always...

The disappointing realization swept over Yuna as she cast her eyes downwards and pushed herself up from her sitting position. "He really must be gone for good..." It wasn't like the brunette to have such a negative attitude but she couldn't help but feel this way. The beautiful dream she wished to spend the rest of her life with faded away into nothingness. 

Yuna let out a small sigh as she turned herself around, ready to head back to Besaid to spend time with Wakka and Lulu. As she took a few steps down the beach she heard a foot step behind her, which was odd because she thought she was the only one currently on this beach. The brunette instantaneously turned herself around once again to find out who was behind her.  

The figure that stood before her was not someone who she recognized from the island, nor did he dress the part in the slightest. He was a tall male, over six feet tall, clad in army looking boots and a soldier-like attire. Something about this man though felt...off. Yuna couldn't quite place her finger on it, but in the back of her mind she knew this man didn't belong here.