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Bites-the-Air
"My quesstion is ssimple. What made you decide to work for Nanotrassen? For me it wass a ssimple choice after being ssaved by them when I wass alone at a young age but did not sstart working until yearss later. Being a humble janitor to then working in medical to ssave people hass been a wonderful experience."
Life is good, do what you like, like what you do.
"People ask me a lot, actually! Partially it's nepotism, but also I act as an actual authority in the Engineering department! People fear and respect me. Or I'll kill them!!"
— Crazy Cathy
"goobie takes are either solid gold or low-grade dirt"
They stop hurting scrams when he works, so he works good. He has been workings so good for so long... but he thinks they still hurting other scrams, and he knows this life hasn't gone on for too long either... Nor have the rest...
I don't hate you, I hate what you stand for!
Surichichimo (Head of Personnel)
Suri let out a soft laugh at the question, "Well- you see, I used to be a salvager out on the Frontier. Did all the typical things you'd expect...but- I realized something after an accident," he trailed off solemnly, reaching to the side of his chest where the old burn scar sprawled.
"Life is short, " he muttered, rubbing his hand through his feathers, "and I didn't want to spend it all throwing myself on expeditions, wrecks, and asteroids not knowing if I'd live or not, freezing to death out in space... so I decided to sign up with Nanotrasen's security force. I got accepted kind of immediately, given my skillset and- well, thats history. Went from secoff to warden after losing my eye, then warden to HoP after I got too 'soft' by their standards-ACK!" he laughed.
"I don't mind it though, it's nice, it's quiet. I enjoy the work I do now. I get to help the crew in a way outside of beating the clown with a nightstick-" he let out another soft 'ACK-' at the thought.
"I get to help lead in a way I find matters, that makes sure that at the end of the day, this crew is taken care of, and that I'm there for them, that's all that matters."
Where is the end of this hell?
Is there really no exit?
