<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">To say the night sky was clear would be an understatement. Not a single cloud covered the stars that sprinkled their light down onto the world. At least that's what one soldier of the intergalactic academy pretended. Instead smog cloaked the city of New Mumbai, located on one of the newer planets discover in this region of the galaxy. The planet was barley habitable, but with the amount of New humans that were coming about from interspecies relationships no one cared as long as they *could* live.</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 0, 128)"><br/>
"Scara!" The guard that had once been daydreaming was shocked out of thought. She turned her helmet covered head towards the voice of her commanding officer who signaled that it was time to switch shifts. With a grateful sigh, the woman left her position as another took it's place. <br/>
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Scara's feet quickly led her to her locker where she flicked her helmet off, got undressed, showered and dressed in her normal cargo pants, tank top, and black boots. With her long black hair braided back, Scara left the Academy to face the heat of New Mumbai.</span><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="683" data-username="@Overlord_X" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/683/">@Overlord_X</a>