[i]The night would be typical. Around midnight, Diva comes into Agana’s room, Agana might get a glimpse of a completely yellow Avian waving her good night. She quickly waves back and closes the door. She then turns to Agana, shrugs, and heads to the other bed, looking very tired. She would head to the bag under the other bed and pull out some clothes. She would shamelessly change into them and climb into the bed, going to sleep.

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A small transport would arrive around three in the morning, containing three people. The crew, and “Parasite”. The same insectoid that welcomed the rest of the crew gives Parasite his slip of paper, which says “Marcolus M. Metirin -- Private Quarters 14A -- Research -- Go to Bridge to Recieve Colors -- Away Team A”. He points Parasite to the front of the ship, then heads out, looking tired. The ship would virtually be empty.[/i]

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“You’re late.” [i]Is Cpt. Hel, who is a fairly large spider-looking Divitian. Gender is indeterminable without getting too close for comfort. He/She/It grabs a datapad and types something out on it, then puts it back where it was. Cpt. Hel moves over to Damakos and looks him over carefully, before saying [/i]“Station 9, monitoring atmospherics in engine room. You’re working all night.” [i]He/She/It moves off to monitor everyone elses work. Atmospherics is just a bunch of cramped cubicles and large machines, nothing special.[/i]