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âąâžââ The ship was always quiet at this point of the âdayâ. The bar was winding down, mech returning to their quarters, and the ânightâ shift starting as everyone else hit the hay.Â
Nautica, however, always an overachiever, was just leaving her set of quarters and making her way to the rec room, datapads tucked under one arm. Just a minute or two into her walk, however, the femme turns the corner-- just a couple feet away from the rec roomâs entrance, and comes to a stop.
She didnât know a lot of mechs personally on the ship, sure, but she always made an effort to at least know who they were.Â
Even if that was achieved through a little backlog reading through the small database sheâd recieved onboard the Vis Vitalis. This mech, however, didnât match any description she had, well, except for Skyfire, yet even then the similarities were small.Â
âHello?â She states quietly, not wanting to startle the mech-- especially after staring for what had felt like ages. âDo you need some help?âÂ