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[center][h3][color=Gray]Rudolf ”Gray” Kostarov [/color][/h3][/center]
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Rudolf bowed his head to the EVA-suited ma'am. [i]Her costume started to vibrate a little, until Rudolf tensed his fingers to focus.[/i] 

[color=LightSlateGray]”And they call me Grey. Papered chemist.”[/color] Rudolf answered back, rose his head and took a look to the man behind them. Rudolf recognized the Alliance equipment. He rose his finger and opened his mouth as to say something, but decided to stay silent for two reasons.

First, he didn't want to anger this guy. 

Second, he had the weirdest feeling, like someone was watching them. He hadn't expected the paranoia, but he couldn't be too sure. What if it wasn't paranoia? Perhaps his mind wanted to believe it wasn't paranoia, because if it was a real danger, he'd have to focus? What the hell was he thinking? 

Rudolf snapped his fingers in order to focus, and looked quickly around. He could have sworn that there were dusty mounds, moving... Like enormous voles  underneath the sand. Could it be so? Or was he concerned? 

He understood he must have looked silly to the Alliance Military man.[color=LightSlateGray]”Ah, err... I thought... Never mind.”[/color] He said to him and took his bags inside the cargo bay of an excuse of the ship, if not interrupted.