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Torri got up quickly. She'd barely been asleep anyway, having slept poorly. "Thanks," she said, taking the documents from Garner and looking them over. Leaving them on her cot, she took a hurried shower as she contemplated if there were any special requests she'd make.

But by the time she was cleaned up, she had decided that any wealth she had accumulated should simply go to her husband. If her body could be recovered, she wanted her ashes put into space, so she could be amongst the stars. These thoughts bothered her more this time than they had in the past and she touched her stomach gently, a sense of guilt washing over her that she was no longer risking only her own life.

She filled out the forms with her wishes then signed on the dotted line and put them into the slot Garner had indicated.

Kallisti sighed and filled out the forms given even shares to her siblings and two names she randomly picked out of the phone book.If her body could be recovered she asked it be interred at the family vault. With that commented to the the post she checked the personalized messages confessing and apologizing her sins to each of her parents and siblings. Wiping away a tear from her eyes she set the messages to be sent in a fortnights time unless she countermanded it.

"Ok lets get this movable feast on the road."

Embers wills were simple, He had none, the wolf had no living relatives, nobody would attend his funeral, Ember had little to live for, he simply would want his ashes of both himself and his belongings scattered somewhere distant, and that was it, no special requests were makeable for the wolf, as he simply had nobody to benefit or support in the first place, he needed this job, as there was nowhere for him to go. Either he would complete this mission and get his money, or he would die, Either way, he wouldn't have to worry about being poor, he had no wealth, and little belongings Ember would get up, leaning on the wall "Where's our method of getting there?"

"So where is this breakfast I'd hate to die on an empty stomach."Said Kallisti as she headed off to find food.
She had filled in the forms before, even considered faking her own death and living as a hermit on one of the colonies, but this time it felt different. She almost regretted the joke bequests. She had once wonder who those two names were and what they would make of the mysterious gifts. She had no idea who they were and what they would do with the money. It was a scariment with the Goddess. If it was her time to die then she would gift a little chaos into the world.
As always she ate heartily as her first team leader told her you never know when you will next be able to eat.

"Cafeteria is down the hall, third door on the left, they are serving eggs, sausage, toast, and muffins, just be back here in a hour so when can begin our leave" He says this while getting the remainder of his equipment, as well as making sure everything is ready for the 2 days to week that they will be remaining on the space station, he also makes mental note to inquire to the board of representatives about allowing more food to be packed along side the initial launch and landing, as resupply can delay for up to 3 days, and this can be dangerous on a low food supply

"Can I join you?" Torri asked Kallisti as she slid into the cafeteria seat on the opposite side of the table. She'd gotten a hearty breakfast herself knowing they'd likely not have a hot meal again for at least a few days. But as she picked at it, she found that her stomach felt queasy and so ate only a little.

"Is it odd... do you think... that they already sent a team there? I know Garner's old team mate died, which sucks for sure. But that wouldn't have ended the mission prematurely, would it?"

Garner finishes getting everything prepared before going down to the cafeteria where he sits down with a plate of scrambled eggs and a muffin, as well as a cup of coffee which he refills 5 times while eating breakfast

While doing so he contemplates different plans for the mission, considering different search strategies, emergency responses, and other details

Ember would slide into the cafeteria, wagging his tail and nearly knocking someones plate off their table, the wolf would grab a tray and move along the line to grab what he wanted,most of what he got was sausage, meat was what mostly made up ember's diet, being a anthropomorphic wolf and all, the wolf would sniff his tray lightly, he also had an exceptional sense of smell,He would do his best to eat it quickly, the wolf drinks quite a bit of coffee, howling quietly showing he was full and ready "So..... How long ago was the previous mission?"

Garner responds with silence, it is clear Embers pestering regarding previous missions has reached a high point of annoyance and thus the best option to avoid conflict was to just ignore him. He instead just finishes the remainder of his food before walking out of the cafeteria back to the bunk room, where they are all expected to be in 20 minutes for the launch

And with that, the wolf would finally finish, he would put his plate in a small slot with the others, he would proceed to the bunk room, waging his tail, the wolf felt lonely due to driving off potential friends, but why would he need them? He thought his relationship status was long gone, and perhaps it was, the wolf would proceed back to the bunk, his tail would stop wagging and he would simply wait, head down and fiddling with his necklace

Garner is standing next to his locker, staring at the small box that contained his revolver and ammo, he seemed conflicted as he looked at it, as the contract stated all members must have a firearm or other weapon equipped in the case of violent colony survivors or teammates going AWOL or Rogue, after debating with him self for a short while the threat of being punished for ignoring his contract overwhelmed his cowardice, and led to him putting the box in his bag before slinging the bag over his shoulder and standing next to the mail slot, awaiting orders.

Ember would walk over to his locker, gathering all of his things and putting them in his bag, Ember took out a heavy assault rifle, a pistol, and a Multitool, He would take out the mags and inspect them "Locked and Loaded" thought the wolf, he would sling the rifle over his shoulder and close the locker behind him, he would move to the center of the room, waiting for further instructions

"Sure feel free médico; probably best I'm not left alone with my thoughts." Said Kallisti favoring the medic with a friendly smile.

"That's been bothering me too." She paused and scanned the room with her eyes. "Keep hearing skuttlebug about downsizing so why would they waste funds on somewhere that's already been swept? There is something we're not being told."
Kallisti looked over her companion and wondered about her life. Who was this lucky man who filled the medic's eyes with love when she talked of him. Kallisti felt the hole in her heart that was left by her. She could not bring herself to think of her name; her sweet lost Ecaterina. She glanced at the plate in front of Torri's.
"You ok? You're not eating."

Torri waved her hand dismissively and took another small bite of her toast. "Yeah, just got a couple butterflies, I guess."

"Seems like there must be something in that lost report that someone wants... badly," she theorized. "Hopefully we can get in and recover it quickly." She couldn't help thinking about the story of Garner's previous teammate being incinerated in that location.

She piled her utensils on top of her tray, leaving most of breakfast still uneaten. "Ready to head back for the brief? Maybe we'll learn something more..."

"Well you're the doctor." Said Kallisti not entirely sure she believed her. "I'm not sure how much Garner knows let alone what he would be willing to tell us."
Standing she bused both of their trays.
Looking over at Garner and Ember. She thought she could see annoyance in Garner's eyes but she could have been projecting. The wolf was different possible dangerous.
She turned to Torri and asked "What do you make of Ember? He reminds me of my neighbor's dog...it had to be put down eventually."

"He's... interesting..." she said, noncommittally. She shared similar thoughts to Kallisti about Ember being potentially dangerous, if not directly, then by letting his anger lead him to decisions that could endanger himself or other teammates. But she hoped she was judging him too harshly.

"Any news yet?" she asked as they re-entered the bunk room.

Kallisti crossed to her locker and strapped on the rest of her equipment. She paused with her hand on her assigned side arm. She had never used it and only ever took it when the mission lead had insisted. She pulled it out and checked that it was combat ready. Reholstered it was strapped to her waist. She told herself it was just a procaughtion, in case Ember lost control, but in her heart of hearts she knew she was lying to herself. She was spooked and she did not like it.

Ember would walk over to Kallisti, slightly agitated "Just about ready to go... I hope you and your friend are packed and ready..." He was obviously angry, he looked strong, as if he could crush someones skull any second,it was a wonder that he could keep cool and not instantly turn into a blind,bloody rampage, he would growl, walking back to the center

It took all her will to stand her ground when face with a man was made of rage who had over foot in height on her.
"Good the Médico and me are ready to go just waiting on Garner."
She felt her hand itching to reach for her gun but she did not want to provoke Ember. She was glad when he backed away. With the last reserves of cool she walks over to Torri and mouths to her 'That was intense.'

Finally the message holding the orders goes down the chute, which Garner grabs and begins reading almost instantly, and upon him finishing he throws the note down the incineration pit before getting up off the wall "Alright everyone, make sure you got everything, we are to report to ship bay #6, our pilot will be non-disclosed and we will not see him or her at all during the mission"

He leads the group down the hallways of the large complex structure before eventually arriving to a elevator, where they are taken up to a bridge connecting to their shuttle, a simple transport ship, already pointed out into the cold unknown of space, the only thing keeping the oxygen within the tunnel is a transparent blue suface covering the length and width of the entry door, which is assumed to be the same technology their badges have.

Upon getting in the ship they are given a few more minutes to talk