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Another day, another reality with the beast of a bear monster Copper was with. He didn't mind, though. Papa Bear was being very well behaved during the whole time that the duo was out of commission, and now that they were back in action, he was still being well behaved, or he was being as well behaved as he could be, considering some unknown technician was busy prodding at the beast's sides with their new tech, trying to get it's vitals or something like that. Copper was busy distracting the beast with it's favorite game. Peekaboo.
	
[color=yellowgreen]"Aaaaa... PEEKABOO!"[/color] Copper pulled his arms away from his face as he made a silly face, Papa Bear softly laughing to himself as Copper smiled. He wasn't sure why the beast liked playing that game, all he knew was that he did, and that's what mattered. If Papa wasn't happy, then Copper wasn't going to be happy either. After another round of Peekaboo, one of the engineers running all of Papa Bear's vitals spoke up. [color=a7a7a7]"Uh... Ironsides? Got a question for ya!"[/color]
	
Copper hopped down from his post, sitting on top of a bunch of junk so Papa wouldn't have to crane his neck downwards uncomfortably. [color=yellowgreen]"What's up... uh... Johnson?"[/color] He had to check the nametag, he forgot these guys' names so much.
	
[color=a7a7a7]"We were running vitals, and... is this Dragon supposed to have been asleep for 12 hours earlier? Someone timed the beast."[/color] Copper shrugged it off and placed a hand on the engineer's shoulder. 
	
[color=yellowgreen]"Yeah, that's pretty normal for Pops over here. He might be a massive powerhouse on the battlefield, but back here he loves napping. Don't worry if there's a hasty situation, too. He'll be ready to go."[/color] Copper smiled as he looked at Papa Bear one more time, extending his hand out towards the Dragon with his palm open towards the sky. [color=yellowgreen]"Pats?"[/color]
	
The Dragon complied, placing a single claw into Copper's palm gently before returning to his laying position. [color=yellowgreen]"Good boy! That deserves a treat!"[/color] As Copper reached into a nearby bag to grab a 'treat', the voice of a certain admiral came over the loudspeaker.
	
[color=9e0039]"Attention: all Pilots, proceed to Situation Room A for briefing. Briefing will start at 1900 hours. Thank you."[/color]
	
[color=yellowgreen]"Oh, guess that's my cue to get a move on. Still gotta go unpack some boxes to find my jacket."[/color] Copper grabbed a slab of steak from inside his bag, took it out of it's protective plastic, and he lobbed the meat at his Dragon. Papa Bear caught the meat in his mouth, smiling graciously as he chewed slowly, savoring the taste.
	
[color=yellowgreen]"There we go... now, if you all need anything, don't be afraid to call."[/color] Copper said as he walked off towards his room, going to unpack the box with his jacket in it. It was just kinda cold on this station, like they kept the AC all the way up for some reason.

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Copper stepped into Situation Room A just after Maye with a mug of coffee in his hand that had a cute little bear on it, standing up against the wall and sipping his drink slowly and quietly. There were already a few people in here, but he didn't care much for conversation with them. It wasn't anything against them, though. The Argolt was really physically imposing over him, and after making an attempt at joking with him, Copper didn't seem like it'd be wise to continue. King was just really unreceptive to everything, and that didn't sit right with Copper. Hopefully the kid would open up to the rest of the crew eventually. Maye was really preppy, and a bit too energetic for Copper's laid back style. She played good video games, though, so there wasn't much to complain about.
	
Regardless of anything, Copper simply stood back and kept sipping his coffee, waiting for actual orders.