[color=fff200]"Glad to hear I hope I'm not intruding newbies."[/color] commented the man as he sat down next in the chair and raised an eyebrow at them. [color=fff200]"Must be getting old you two look a lot alike. Or are you two related?"[/color] the man asked as he leaned back in his chair casually. The man didn't seem to mind not bringing up proper protocol in the lunch room. He just seemed to want to talk to them. [color=fff200]"I'm just here as a guard more or less. Boring duty but they need a big guy here just in case. My team is off preparing for a practice match with another infantry unit. That's what we usually do here...simulating matches and see who gets the higher score. I hpe you guys won't be here for too long. Hate for you too fall into the circle of monotony."[/color] the man said with a sip of some sort of drink from a bottle with a label ripped off of it. 

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[color=92278f]"Hm oh hello there. I'm just thinking about life and a lot of stuff friend don't worry about it. I've been at this job for a lot longer than I'd like seen a lot of bad things. Sometimes a man just needs some time to think about things. I'm Quentin Richards...and if I'm not mistaken you're Ayano aren't you? I've been reading up on you a little. You're going to be assigned to me squad soon if I'm correct. It's nice to meet you I look forward to serving with you."[/color] Quentin said reaching out his hand towards the young woman hoping she'd shake his hand. He hand't read up too much on her but she had apparently come from somewhere in space and had joined the infantry corps on merit of her skills with the wrench. He hoped she was friendly he had gotten unfriendly soldiers before or ones too married to the job to break bread with a lieutenant. He hated taking that rank but he had to there were simply too many pilots lacking his experience.