Soban
Convention Veteran
- RP Date
- Late YE 42ish
- RP Location
- Nataria
Cheilith lay on her bed in the training quarters. Her spine connection allowed her to view her mail and other than the routine training stuff, there was one message from Star Army Logistics. She opened it eagerly and read the contents, it told her that her delivery had arrived. That could mean only one thing, she had requested some salvage and it was finally here. She felt excitement bursting in her chest to see what it was. Then at exactly the same time, all of the Nekos in her bay started to get out of bed. Their instructor leads them through morning stretches and a run around the training base to warm them up.
After that, they were lead to the socialization training area. It was a large room with tables and chairs scattered around. The reason for all this wasn't the practical bits of being the most badass fighting machines in the galaxy, but for what the programming didn't teach. How to interact people who weren't badass fighting machines themselves. There were humans, kodians, phods, Separa'shan, and others who were all there to help them learn how to interact. Today, today was special as they would be venturing off of the training area with their partners for the day.
OOC: Anyone can join, I'm trying to flesh out a character that I have.
After that, they were lead to the socialization training area. It was a large room with tables and chairs scattered around. The reason for all this wasn't the practical bits of being the most badass fighting machines in the galaxy, but for what the programming didn't teach. How to interact people who weren't badass fighting machines themselves. There were humans, kodians, phods, Separa'shan, and others who were all there to help them learn how to interact. Today, today was special as they would be venturing off of the training area with their partners for the day.
OOC: Anyone can join, I'm trying to flesh out a character that I have.