I would assume others would refer to it as 'Amarrian'?
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RE: Open Rp. Lantorn Docking Bay
Saifuddin arrived at the shuttle docking bay. There was a crush of people moving in every direction. It seemed that this was the only functioning bay in the whole station.
He caught a glimpse of Aldrith and Shalee through the crowds. They didn't look too happy.
As he approached, Escobar and Ascentior joined them.
Shalee's voice came in over the corporation comm channel, over the din in the hangar, "This is Lt. Shalee Lianne. Current location is Expert Distrubution Warehouse in Lantorn. There's been some kind of station malfunction and we are grounded from take off. Aldrith, Escobar, Ascentior, Saifuddin and myself are about to exit via one of the shuttles. If anyone else is on station and nearby, rendezvous with us now."
"Well gentlemen, shall we proceed?"
Saifuddin gave a small smile and a nod. He usually didnt accompany any of the other officers to their usual haunts. He always felt out of place, and was more comfortable in his quarters with a book of some sort.
Saifuddin wasn't the type that made friends very easily either. He had very little dealings with Shalee, and near none with the others. Hopefully tonight would be a small step in rectifying that.
As Shalee, headed towards the blast doors, Saifuddin tried to break the ice with a joke he'd heard over the corp comm channel the other day.
"A minmatar & a gallente walked into a bar... You'd think one of them would have seen it", Saifuddin said, giving the punch line away a bit too quickly.
Smiling sheepshily( ), he continued towards the blast doors
RE: Open Rp. Lantorn Docking Bay
Another volley from the Vagabond's Vulcan Autocannons smashed in to the side of TES Armor of Faith. The arbitrator class cruiser was able to absorb a lot of punishment, but the Vagabond was slowly eating through its armor. Its drones were not having much of an effect on the heavy cruiser.
It was going to be destroyed, Saifuddin had already resigned himself to that fact. The most he could do now was comfort the crew of his ship, whom most of would die in the explosion. Regardless if they were slaves or free men, he owed them that much at least.
Saifuddin turned off all the auxillary modules, and concentrated on keeping the armor repairer and other defensive modules running as best he could. He projected his voice to all quarters of the ship.
"O God,Creator of the heavens and the worlds, knower of the hidden and the apparent, forgive us our many sins, and accept our few deeds. O God,the most merciful, the most beneficient, make us amongst the faithful who will stand beneath Your Throne. O God, you are our trust during our hardship, our hope during our troubles. O God, make us martyrs in your cause. O God, to you we belong, and to you we ret..."
Saifuddin awoke in the clone chamber. He waited patiently for the technicians to open the chamber and get him out of the 'goo'. The first time he had been cloned he had awaken screaming and trying to break out of the chamber. I've become too accustomed to this 'rebirth', he thought to himself.
Saifuddin cleaned up and put on his robes.
"Any other Praetorians about today?", Saifuddin asked the attending technician
"Theres a few sir, just recenlty docked".
Saifuddin nodded and turned to walk away.
"Excuse me sir, would you like us to order you another clone?"
Saifuddin gave a small smile and pressed his thumb into the datapad the technician was holding out. As the payment was being cleared, the lights flickered then turned off.
"Not sure sir.."
The red emergency lights flicked on outside in the hallway. There was a large commotion coming from the general direction of the docking bays. With a bit of urgency, he ran towards the docking bays