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[color=f26522][center][h1]Port Alec[/h1]
[h2]Briefing[/h2][/center][/color]
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[color=6ecff6]"Tama! Why Didn't you warn me of the time!"[/color] Exclaimed a young woman racing down a corridor waving around the various staff, apologizing as she continued her dash.

[color=a187be]"No Schedule! No Schedule! Sorry! Sorry!"[/color] Called the robotic purple ball rolling after her, managing to keep up and out of the way of the various personal they dashed past.

Amaya Yashia or as many know her, 'Dr. Yashia' was late for a prompted briefing. Had she not stopped on the way from the medical bay to re-evaluate her colleague's work on some noble rich brat's head and the near strangulation from the overseeing general to the same patient. She might have been on time.


Amaya wasn't one for politics of this era.  She was still trying to learn of the world she woke up to a few months earlier. Everything was different, and it was strange for the girl. Somethings seem advanced from what she knew while other things regressed? Was it maybe devolved? She couldn't quite put something on the correct wording to phrase what she has observed and learned.

She finally reached the briefing room. Amaya was winded hunched over, trying to catch her breath. After taking a few deep breaths, She straightened her personnel Unifrom under her white lab coat. She quickly tied her hair into a messy bun before scooping up the Robotic ball heading inside. [color=6ecff6]"Now power down, Tama."[/color] She whispered, prompting the robot's sleep cycle. Knowing the ball would probably interrupt the briefing. Amaya took a leaning position, against the wall, near the door. She held the robot against her left hip before setting it down by her feet.

In truth, Amaya didn't need to be at the briefing; however, she needed to learn all she could about the empire and society as a whole. Plus, it never hurt to learn about what was going on around the base and find all the possibilities she might need to be of use. Who knows, it just might be fun.