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zerolimitsZero had spent the first couple of days back on the Teuberg allowing his auto repair systems take care of the damage he had sustained during the fighting in the Sharef. Many of his injuries were minor, but even something as small as a dent meant a weak point that an enemy could exploit to do greater damage. When he was certain that he was 100% again, Zero felt ready for another battle. Only, there were no missions for him where he was.
He had to admit, the recent assault of the Sharef had allowed him to forget about the rather exhausting monotony that he had experience when he was first brought to the Fleet. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he enjoyed the familiarity a little. Now with it over, Zero was reminded of the boredom he had felt before. Though, it wasn't just the fighting he remembered. He was also clearly reminded that others needed protection, especially here where aliens were commonplace. With a sigh, he pulled out his palm pad as he decided to make a kind of announcement to those onboard the ship.
"Hello. I've introduced myself to a few of you already, but for those I haven't even seen yet, my name is Zero, a Maverick Hunter, Rank Special A. And no, my job has nothing to do with cowboys." He remembered the brief confusion he caused when he met a certain nun on the first day.
"I've decided to join the Defense Force. The recent events within the Sharef have shown me some of the present danger outside of the Fleet. Back home, I would protect the innocent from harm alongside my friends, and I still consider it my duty. This may not be my home, but as long as I'm here, I will defend the Fleet with my life."
He had to admit, the recent assault of the Sharef had allowed him to forget about the rather exhausting monotony that he had experience when he was first brought to the Fleet. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that he enjoyed the familiarity a little. Now with it over, Zero was reminded of the boredom he had felt before. Though, it wasn't just the fighting he remembered. He was also clearly reminded that others needed protection, especially here where aliens were commonplace. With a sigh, he pulled out his palm pad as he decided to make a kind of announcement to those onboard the ship.
"Hello. I've introduced myself to a few of you already, but for those I haven't even seen yet, my name is Zero, a Maverick Hunter, Rank Special A. And no, my job has nothing to do with cowboys." He remembered the brief confusion he caused when he met a certain nun on the first day.
"I've decided to join the Defense Force. The recent events within the Sharef have shown me some of the present danger outside of the Fleet. Back home, I would protect the innocent from harm alongside my friends, and I still consider it my duty. This may not be my home, but as long as I'm here, I will defend the Fleet with my life."
