There is a distinct jarring as your transport sets down. Despite a lot of technological advances, apparently easier landings are beyond the Alliances technology. Dozens of other cadets are lined up against the walls of the transport, like you, they are encased in some sort of webbing that is supposed to make things a little less bumpy.
A booming voice shouts "OK Recruits, welcome to GR Prime, now...get your behinds moving. MOVE IT, MOVE IT, MOVE IT!!" The meshing automatically retracts and the other recruits start hurrying to the exit. Your personal items, like clothing, are on the other transport, so there is nothing but to leave the ship and line up.
The booming voice belongs to your academy instructor Lt. Mathew Strongarm. For the past 10 weeks he has made your life miserable. Most of the cadets hate him with the passion of a thousand suns. He did teach them how to survive in cold merciless space however.
"ATTENTION! Admiral on deck!" He yells, and the other candidates snap to attention. A older man, somewhat resembling Mathew approaches, he has an aura of authority, a patch on his left eye, and his right arm is pure metal. Must be a mechanical arm. One immediate thing you notice, besides this, is that he is not wearing any type of uniform. You, your squad, and even the Lt are decked out in military fatigues.
He looks over the group, and it's as if he is looking into your very being. Assessing you, seeing what you are made of. "Ladies, gentlemen, and others." he half smiles..as Uranians are known to be neither female or male. "You are no longer cadets. You are now full fledged members of the Galaxy Rangers. You will all be assigned tomorrow to a unit, with a leader and many more members. However, know that my door is always open. My name is John Armstrong, I am the head of the Galaxy Rangers. Officially we answer to the Council, which comprises of one person or being from each race. Unofficially, I am the end of the line. The top of the food chain as it were. So if you need anything, and your commanders can not help you, come to me. I will need the following people to come with me now."
He pulls out a device and looks at it as a holographic display lights up. "Granya Aisling Yseult Blayne Connor, Tolana Keiban Polra Masi, and Leiax N' Sho"
Sho appears to be a Uranian, human in form but made of what looks like pure ice.
A booming voice shouts "OK Recruits, welcome to GR Prime, now...get your behinds moving. MOVE IT, MOVE IT, MOVE IT!!" The meshing automatically retracts and the other recruits start hurrying to the exit. Your personal items, like clothing, are on the other transport, so there is nothing but to leave the ship and line up.
The booming voice belongs to your academy instructor Lt. Mathew Strongarm. For the past 10 weeks he has made your life miserable. Most of the cadets hate him with the passion of a thousand suns. He did teach them how to survive in cold merciless space however.
"ATTENTION! Admiral on deck!" He yells, and the other candidates snap to attention. A older man, somewhat resembling Mathew approaches, he has an aura of authority, a patch on his left eye, and his right arm is pure metal. Must be a mechanical arm. One immediate thing you notice, besides this, is that he is not wearing any type of uniform. You, your squad, and even the Lt are decked out in military fatigues.
He looks over the group, and it's as if he is looking into your very being. Assessing you, seeing what you are made of. "Ladies, gentlemen, and others." he half smiles..as Uranians are known to be neither female or male. "You are no longer cadets. You are now full fledged members of the Galaxy Rangers. You will all be assigned tomorrow to a unit, with a leader and many more members. However, know that my door is always open. My name is John Armstrong, I am the head of the Galaxy Rangers. Officially we answer to the Council, which comprises of one person or being from each race. Unofficially, I am the end of the line. The top of the food chain as it were. So if you need anything, and your commanders can not help you, come to me. I will need the following people to come with me now."
He pulls out a device and looks at it as a holographic display lights up. "Granya Aisling Yseult Blayne Connor, Tolana Keiban Polra Masi, and Leiax N' Sho"
Sho appears to be a Uranian, human in form but made of what looks like pure ice.
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