<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">She silently digested this. Not a Colony soldier, never met an Elder, yet he’s simply trying to facilitate a smooth transition. Transition to what? It didn’t add up, he was skirting around the truth she realized. The question was why? What was he hiding from her. Another wave of dizziness passed over her and she knew she’d pass out before long. “I will gladly tell you what I know while I eat something,”she stalled. Her primary aim now was access to the ship, to get out of the airlock. The man, Dwayne? removed his helmet. Blonde hair, a lean, but handsome face, and calm, cool eyes. And he stood at least half a foot taller than her 5’6” frame, maybe more.<br/>
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Something was strangely off here, if he had been any part of the colony he would have had more people here, not just the disembodied voice of Bianca, the woman he kept talking to.<br/>
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Anjali was designed and trained extensively for pleasure and breeding, but she had a dual function as most Colonists had, she was also a scientist and linguist. She was trained in languages and recognized evasion when she heard it. However, if he had wanted to hurt her he could have just allowed Bianca to flush the airlock and be done with it. For now, she was safe enough, but she needed to find out sooner than later what was going on, and she wanted a weapon.<br/>
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“Would you also have anything more comfortable than this EVA suit,” she asked as she followed him and his offer of sustenance into an ante room where he fully stepped out of his EVA suit to reveal his clothes underneath. They were of a style she wasn’t familiar with but looked comfortable enough. They looked worn but well maintained, “I assume my storage pods from the ship are on their way here?”</span>