<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/75/TchakAvatarJPG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>T'chak Chrasha<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Hawk 04<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 12, 2032 - 0850-0900hrs<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aluce Base-Fighter Training Room II.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cmd Nomura, Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pilot EVA suit.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Once Nomura relayed his final test command, T'chak hands quickly returned to his lap where he waited for the Commander's next instruction. Though it would appear Nomura would decide a break was in order before producing two water bottles from his Helmet bag. When he offered one to T'chak, the Zentran reached out and took the chilled can of water. "Thank you commander." T'chak stated as he removed the top and proceeded to drink a third of the can in what looked like a single gulp. The water was rather refreshing if not tinged with the slight taste of Aluminum.<br/><br/>T'chak held the can in his lap as he turned his attention to Nomura as the man asked him if he was settling in alright. "I am settling as one as one can expect." T'chak stated. "Though being micronized does not please me in the slightest. My creators had the wisdom to create my form for a reason. I do not believe I will ever prefer the Miclone form to my own nature size." He stated, sharing some of the Zentraedi disdain for being any size other than what the Protoculture intended. It was not any thing against the humans, nor their size. It was just T'chak felt that his natural size was the size he was meant to be.