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[b][center][color=gold] - Location: Hyperion Base, Hyperion, Solomon System - [/color][/center][/b]

Farris vel Astranos reclined in his seat, his office empty and quiet. Turning an old Krai totem around in his hand, he gazed up at the floating images in his mind, supplied neatly by his implants feeding the data into the optical processing part of his brain. Casually flicking through the files of in-system operators. 

This was an interesting one. Catella, Atellus. Incredibly young, but with a very impressive service record for his age. Aberrant psychological profile. Probably why he was kept here, on-base, for so long. Specializing in field medicine... 

The Kraian set the totem down on his desk, watching it wobble slightly before coming to a still rest. Returning his attention to the file, he thumbed his chin, thinking. 

APRCOM. Yes, perhaps it would be time to test his mettle outside of patching up wounded assets.

He telepathically brought up a direct message line to the young medic.

‘Sentinel Catella,’ it read, ‘please report to my office immediately.’