Project NMR

[PKPower]

James el Harady was sitting in his sterile, white quarter on Planet Gammu. He hated that room. It seems modern and futuristic, but on closer inspection it turns out to be just hat it is: A larger, pill shaped white room with spartanic furnature. The room was a little too large to be comfortable and also created an echo when speaking too loud.

He was not allowed to stay on the "Kebechet", for there were still some inspections to make to assure the well-being of him and his people.
The things that happened in the last months left him thinking every single night. Was all this really what they hoped to find? Was it really what one would call home? Definitly not. They were held hostage behind inpenetrable walls of logical reasoning.
He also noticed a certain displeasure among his people, who started to share his mind on the subject. James desperately tried to think of a way to change the whole situation they were in. Maybe he didn't seem confident enough. Maybe he was too confident. All he knew was, that he had to change the current situation. Permanently.

Before he could go into detail with his thoughts he heard a knock on the door. Like someone knocking on a plank of wood, even if the door was clearly made out of metal.
After the knocking he heared a familiar voice speak to him:

Captain James El Harady, this is Minerva. I need to speak to you.

Sitting on his bed he straightened up and took a deep breath befor he responded:

Come in.

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