SLRC: Chelidonia Promontory - Freeport 9

[Leo]

"No." the armored man simply said, ignoring the joke uttered by the doctor. "I don't get out of this suit except in the privacy of my own company." He turned the back of his wrist to face him and tapped a few controls on the screen there bringing up measurements. "I don't mean to be difficult, but this armor is as much physical protection as it is protection for my identity. Here you will find my present measurements. I can ensure you that they are accurate."

With a few quick taps of his screen, he sent the measurements to the Doctor's small scanner before moving to sit across from the gentlemen. As he did so, the booth groaned in complaint under the weight of the armor as if threatening to break into kindling.

"Additionally, I have a small team nearby your station in Tau-23 with materials that might aid you in the development of the armor. APM Hardware in particular, smuggled out from Omicron Rho and under the nose of the Core. It was not easy to obtain, but I felt it would aid you in the development. Say the word and I can have them meet one of your people to move it to your station."

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You fear oblivion. Yet you forget. The universe remembers every atom of your being. Even dust hums your name in the dark.

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