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EXCERPT FROM TRAINING DOCUMENTATION FOR [REDACTED] SERVICE NUMBER [REDACTED]

REVIEW OF SKILLS AND ASSESSMENT FOR LS9 DESIGNATION ON BEHALF OF [REDACTED]

Push - Mastery

Pull - Mastery

Singularity - High Degree of Skill

Accretion Disk - Mastery

Acceleration - High Degree of Skill

Tether - Above Average Skill

Teleportation - Below Average Skill

Jump - Average Skill

Burn - Mastery

Vacuum - Mastery

Freeze - Mastery

Nova - Above Average Skill

It's mostly a trope in movies, but you've seen it a few times in real life. Someone, an adept in the Bridge mostly, can Burn or Leak or Bleed with excess Bridge energy.

The few times you've seen it happened was in Basic, when the instructors managed to get under a recruit's skin and terrorize them into getting madder than they've ever been.

You've noticed that you only refer to them as The Pilot. They have a name. They have a face. They had people that loved them and knew them.

You knew them once, sort of, in a distant kind of way. If you ever passed them in the halls of the ship they'd certainly recognize you.

But if you remembered that, if you thought about it, if you used their name, remembered their face, that would make them human, wouldn't it?

That would make them familiar.

That would make what they did relatable.

It would mean that you could have done what they did.

It would mean that you didn't have to succumb. That you didn't have to fail.

The nastanrelians were a fucking intense people. They had these immutable laws, that were things that were to be followed absolutely. No questions, no grey area. The rules were their society. And that's all they had.

Turns out that when it comes to make a society extremely susceptible to indoctrination, the 36 Tenets make for an ideal way to do it.

The r̂eishi are always kind of fascinating. You've never seen one without their suit on in person. Which you know leads to a lot of weird fetishists, but like, you can look up what they look like without the suits on. The internet exists, it's not that big of a mystery.

But they have this whole thing where their atmosphere and pressure are just so slightly different that they are one of the only species in the galaxy that can't really conform to the atmospheres enjoyed by everyone else. They can, but only for short periods of time or they start getting compression sickness.

Rosena: "Bamo a boha aelö!"

According to the Galactic Standard Time that was in use on Sentinel and therefore everywhere else, a minute has 80 seconds. There's 80 minutes in an hour, and a day is 20 hours long.

Which is a long and stupid way of saying that time is different and weird and the days are like two and half hours longer than they are on Earth.

The Galactic Standard Year is also much shorter than an Earth year, it's only 250 days or so long, which means that every time you hear some bullshit about the tmesyans are a very long lived race that lives for centuries you can't not roll your eyes because by GST so do humans.

What are you?

What is Cass? Why are you different? Why are you here?

What is Cass? Who is Cass? Who are you?

Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? WHO ARE YOU​? WHOAREYOU?