After ending her communication with Hailey, Kathrine began to rub her head. "I have a bad feeling brewing." Kathrine began to look around the room in an attempt to alleviate the encroaching headache when something caught her eye.
From where she sat, she could see straight into her wardrobe where Apollos power armour was standing menacingly. "Hmm." She got up from her seat and strode over to the suit. Inspecting it from all angles, from a safe distance, Kathrine grew stumped. "I cannot for the life of me figure out which species this originates."
Even regarding all the treacherous alien species in the galaxy, This armour seemed extremely alien. like Something was imitating what they had seen of their elites and decided to whip it up for a whim.
I hope the way the mercenaries are talking seems natural. I did not want them sounding prim and proper like the upper class.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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