Missouri was feeling disappointed and flustered as he was one of the last to exit the training area. On one hand he felt disappointed that he didn't prove that his skills were good enough. Missouri thought it was an embarrassment, especially with the Director watching him. 

He could, no, he knew that he was capable of greater combat prowess, but on the other hand he was annoyed by the fact that he underestimated his opponents. If it wasn't for the interference of sniper rounds going through the metal constructs he knows for fact that he wouldn't be walking away with only just a few bruises. A he made his way through the instillations corridors and halls he found himself wandering into the mess hall. [i][color=00aeef]I guess eating something might not be so bad.[/color][/i] he thought as he took off his helmet, placing it under his arm and walking towards a mildly busy food line.

He paid no heed to the stares nor the few hushed whispers as he made his way to an empty table with a port window that displayed the void of dark space and the bright shining stars held within. Missouri sat and placed his helmet on the table near him. As he ate he stared at the outside then back at his helmet, reminiscing on his past life. The challenges that came his way with trial and error, the rush of adrenaline that ran through him when in the heat of the battle. 

The feeling was... exhilarating! It brought a tone of excitement that settled within him, but it was at a cost. He clenched his fist over the plastic fork he was using to eat, breaking it, which gained a startled yelp from the man holding a clipboard standing near the table. [color=39b54a]"I-I am sorry to d-disturb you but your the next for your A.I. augment implant."[/color]

Missouri looked at the man with a surprised expression and renewed joy. He was selected, even though his performance wasn't much to so for, he was still up picked for an A.I. regardless. [color=39b54a]"If you would follow me sir,"[/color] he said as he turned and walked onwards. Missouri didn't waste any time he grabbed his helmet shot up from the table and followed him right out of the mess hall.

Upon entering the medical facility he could was give a clipboard with a set of documents attached to it and a pen. [color=39b54a]"Just a small formality of insurance, should anything go wrong,"[/color] he nervously chuckled out. Missouri looked through the documents given to him, signed them and handed them back to the man. [color=39b54a]"Now with things in order, I'd like for you to please remove your armor, then lay back on the medical table. Your armor will be returned to you when the procedure if finished,"[/color] he told Missouri without skipping a beat. Missouri merely nodded and began dissembling his armor which to a total of twenty minutes due mainly to the fact he had more parts on the front part of his armor then anything else.

Afterwards he was down stripped down to his black skin-tight shirt and boxers. [color=39b54a]"If you would,"[/color] the man said to Missouri once he placed his armor in a steel crate. He hoped onto the medical bed and laid down onto the cold metal bed. [color=39b54a]"Now the doctor here is going to put you under some anesthesia. So I need you to slowly count down to ten for me,"[/color] the man told Missouri as the doctor placed a clear mask over his mouth and nose. As soon as his eyes shut, he reopened them to find that he now found himself staring at the ceiling of his quarters rather then the gray ceiling of the medical room. 

He sat up from the bed and swung his legs over to the side as he rubbed his skull at the pounding throbbing that seemed to be a real annoyance rather then a pain. He closed his eyes and let out a tired yawn, only to see blur of red across his eyesight. [i][color=00aeef]...What ...In the-[/color][/i] 

[color=ed1c24][i]HELL! Hahaha![/i][/color] Then he put it together as a small grin now appeared on his face. [i][color=00aeef]Name is Missouri... mind telling me yours?[/color][/i] he asked the A.I., but there was no immediate response. At first he thought maybe there was a fault, but then the A.I. fully revealed it's self as it... danced into his sight of vision. With a final dramatic twirling spin it pointed at him. [color=ed1c24][i][i]Chi, is the only name it can be![/i][/i][/color][i][/i] Missouri let out a chuckle at the A.I.. [i][color=00aeef]Glad to know meet you, Chi[/color][/i]