A wandering soldier with a lot on his mind... - [Open]

[noblefive]

It had been a while since he had awoken from the pods, discovered what had happened. It was a lot to deal with...

...Plus the fact that this ship's acting commander was an alien. One who was likely responsible for the deaths of thousands of humans. If not, he was a member of the group who did.

This was confusing, and Jorge had spent time thinking about it. About what he found out on the Observation Deck. What John told him. If there was anyone who he would believe, it was John, but...

His memories say otherwise.

If anyone cares to notice, there's a 7'8" armoured man walking around a set course in the city. He's been doing this for at least an hour, not talking to anyone, not making a sound.

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[magnetlips]

When you walk around the city for that long someone is bound to run into you. And that someone was Cassie Lang. There were lines on her face and neck from where mismatched skin met along her left side. Aside from that she looked like your average, if skinny, 17 year old. Her blond hair was cropped just below her ears.

Cassie tried to avoid the Sensoriums and and the city was as good a place as any to build up her calf muscles again. She was thinking about taking a break when she spotted someone she didn't recognize. Or it was someone she knew but couldn't tell under all that shiny armor.

"Oh, hi. Are you exploring or stretching your legs?"

[noblefive]

And the bad thing about trying to think when running a circuit in a public place? The public.

"No, I'm just thinking." He does it better when he's moving, and pauses when Cassie talks to him. He looks her up and down subtly from under his helmet, noting the odd skin patterns.