The more things change... [OPEN]

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It had been an interesting couple of days. Whatever she had been expecting upon finding herself on an alien spaceship, the chance to meet a good friend she had mourned - alive and relatively well, if also kidnapped by aliens - hadn't been it. Seeing Grace alive, that had been a pleasant shock.

It almost made up for the fact that her Samson would have to be given up for lost until the next time they landed on a planet... if they landed on a planet. The crew had made it sound like that kind of thing didn't happen very often.

Still, it wasn't every day you got to sit down and talk with someone whose funeral you had attended. So Trudy had taken it upon herself to find Grace - and she knew exactly where to look for her. Anything with 'lab' in the title was probably where she would find the scientist. The more things changed, the more they stayed the same after all.

True to her initial thoughts, medical hadn't been very hard to find. And with the help of the directions she'd gotten on the omnicomm, she was able to find the lab relatively easily. Trudy walked in with her hands stuffed into the pockets of her plantsuit, her service rifle still slung over her shoulder. "Hello? Anyone home?"

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"Ay," Trudy said softly, taken aback at the deadness in his tone. A thought ran through the back of her mind - that this man had seen far too much, and it might have been a kinder mercy to leave him in stasis. "But if that's the way it is - well, just gotta make sure we keep our heads and don't do anything too damn stupid. Revenge isn't the best motivator." She said the last bitterly - too much revenge on both sides of the Pandoran conflict had... well, it had cost a lot to too many people.

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Robert had no reply to that, just a slight tilt of his head in thought. Kinder yes, but was 'kindness' really the deciding factor? It was necessity. These people needed someone used to the world ending, someone used to surviving in all that. It spoke a grim tale to include Robert's experience in guerrilla, after-the-fact version of "worldsaving" along with the likes of Captain Kirk.

Robert Neville didn't do vengeance. It wasn't in him.

"Yeah, well...we just try not to die," He proscribed, eventually, "See how it goes."

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Trudy grinned. "That's what I'm used to," she said. "Go in, kick ass, try not to die, get out. All in a day's work."

She didn't know what this man had been through, but she had to lighten up the mood in here or she'd just end up dwelling on... things. And getting depressed. When she got depressed, she got cranky, and when she got cranky it was probably best to turn around and go the other way.

Besides, she had a training regimen to keep to. "At least they've got a use for pilots around here. Good to be needed."