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"Captin" Gray said to his leader, Troy turned to Gray, "what is it?". Gray stepped foreward and in a stern voice he said "Captain we have been Spotted by the Ceints, we await your orders of attack." Troy paced Back and forth for a moment and said "Keep on Coarse to destination, we have no time to deal with the Ceints" Gray saluted to Troy, and headed out the door. Gray sighed as he marched Hastily down the blank hall, to the front of the Craft.Gray had been on the Destination Craft for a whole month, he was getting worried he would never be able to return to his family. "whats the report?" General McKast asked. Gray stood in a strait postition and said "We are To keep on To our destination, no haults Sir!" McKast glared at Gray, "Is that True Private!?" Gray saluted and said "Sir Yes Sir Capain Said, Strait to our destination Sir"
McKast dismissed Gray to his Quarters, Gray walked back in thought, //I Have only been here a month and we've been spotted by four nations of people!// Gray Got back into his quarters to be greeted By Carlos, Evelyn and Jared."How'd McKast Treat you this time?" Evelyn Questioned, Evelyn had this tom-boyish feel about her, she had dark brown hair that was always back in a tight braid, Her skin was as tough and soft as leather, she was muscely and always seemed sarcastic or unserious. Gray shrugged and said "just as miserable as usual" Jared laughed a bit, He was about 4 foot nothin packing about 30 pounds of heavy-lifting muscels he had a deep voice that said tough in every word, his short brown hair added class. Carlos sat on his bed, he was always so silent, tough and monotone, You could just tell from looking at him he had a hard and painful past, his scars shpwed it all, the first on his face sliced his eye to bits strait through it, his bland hair always covering it. His voice showered Ice as he said "maybe if you just would stand up to that low life" Gray shrugged looking at his roommates, he felt so out of place around them, they were all tough and he was so...so not... Gray was 5'5 and skinnier then a anerexic, he had , accompanying his name, Silverish hair, from stress. Gray sighed and relaxed on his bed. When suddenly......
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