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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">As the female approached the survivor, she noticed how... clearly naked he was. There wasn't a hint of clothing in sight, at least, not to her eyes. Most of her focus was over the form she saw before her. As much as she'd have liked to remain professional, the raven haired woman couldn't help but allow her luminescent blue orbs focused on every detail she could take in. Why was he naked? Surely they would've wrapped him before cryogenic sleep, but maybe there had been no time. Most of the time they wore minimal clothing in the chambers, it just seemed to be in the procedure for some reason. Zara was rather intrigued by his state; naked and clearly cleaner than she would've imagined. Maybe the chamber had truly done its job until something had caused havoc.<br/>
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Zara watched his movements carefully as she approached him, her hands ready to snatch her rifle if need be. The way he tilted his head seemed to hint he was doing something of a similar nature. The trickle of light above them that flickered on and off every few moments gaze Zara some time to observe the way he answered her. Clearly, he was somewhat confused and disorientated, especially so when she watched him glance along his body, what on earth had gone on here? "Silverman?" The female replied softly, doing her best to keep her vision focused on his face. It didn't stop her noticing his body from her peripheral vision. It was the first time in her job that she'd ever seen a naked survivor, and one who seemed to be in perfect physical condition... It was odd.<br/>
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The woman remained motionless as the male stepped toward her, there was just something about him... Maybe it was the look in his eyes, or the features themselves. "I'm sure you do," Zara confirmed, giving a slight nod. Whatever trauma he'd suffered it had clearly affected him. It came to mind that she needed to get him a checkup as soon as possible. The female didn't trust the team to carry that out, and her confidence in them waned as soon as she noticed Max drawing his weapon and approaching the pair. Did he really think she needed protecting? Or that it was okay to threaten a survivor? Sure it was odd, but Zara could relate to being left on her own and having to struggle to survive.<br/>
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Even though Max was pointing a gun at him, Silverman didn't seem concerned... His gaze was focused right on her. Zara took a swift breath before swiftly stepping around Max to brush lightly against the survivor to position herself between the pair. "Don't be stupid. If something did happen, we'll find out. As far as I'm concerned, he's a survivor of a horrific crash, and we need to get him some medical attention. There could be more in need of help. Go search the ship further. I'm going to take him back to the main base." Max clearly wanted to argue, giving a soft huff. With the way they looked at Silverman, Zara almost felt herself relating all too well. That treatment was something she was used to. Thankfully, Max took off in a mood with the other team members. As they walked away, gossip already began with a few choice swear words.<br/>
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"Assholes." The female mumbled softly before noticing how close she was to the man. "Sorry," She gave a breathy whisper as she began to scan over the room. There was a uniform near the capsule. Slowly, she bent down to retrieve it. The clothing had suffered some damage, but it should've been able to cover what it needed to. "Here, get this on and follow me Silverman. I'm going to give you a brief check up." The woman passed him the suit before giving him a few moments to get dressed. "I understand this must be difficult, not being able to remember... But you're safe now. I promise." Of course, she wanted to know what happened but she wasn't going to press him... yet.<br/>
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Zara didn't hesitate to lead the way back. She did check back now and then to make sure the male was keeping up with her, though. By the time she reached the first base, it was clear that it had been stocked with all they needed. The sealed doors eased open as she hit a few buttons, allowing them entrance into the gleaming white station. It clearly hadn't suffered much, which made Zara consider just how long ago the ship must have crashed in the mountain. Had it crashed through one side? It didn't seem so, but one way or another it'd found its way in there.<br/>
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The woman took the rifle with both hands, raising it up to place it down on a nearby counter with care. "Would you mind taking a seat on the bed so we can begin?" The raven haired woman brushed passed the male to take a hold of a wheeled chest of drawers before bringing it to sit beside the bed. Gently, she rummaged into the top drawer and found a small syringe. "I'm going to need to run some tests on your blood, give you a once over to make sure you're not infected with anything. It's protocol," A warm smile crossed her lips as she gazed toward him. "Besides, if you can deal with those assholes, this will be a cake walk."</span><br/>[bcolor=rgb(42, 42, 42)][/bcolor]