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located in F.S.S. Salient, a part of Nebula's Dawn: F.S.S. Salient, one of the many universes on RPG.

F.S.S. Salient

The last Neptune Class Battlecruiser commissioned by the Federation. Welcome on board.


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Character Portrait: Tiaan Peyton
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Tiaan Peyton

Walking through the halls, she could hear the thrumming of the engine as it slowly reverberated the floor. It was a comforting sound, something that told her everything was going to be fine. Much like how sailors felt more welcome on the Sea, she felt more in her element in space. The silence as she swerved her Blue Tit, the lack of resistant this had, carefully angling her fighter. Complete and utter control, it's funny she could handle something as advanced as Mercury Class Fighter customized thoroughly, but when it came to human interaction, it was like she could do some. It just felt wholly pointless. This was different though it was a mission, the crew deserved some R&R, if she had distract --- let's be honest she was going be sending signals out the wazoo-- then so be it.

Arriving finally at the hallway, she went to enter, then turning away she coughed nervously.

"You've come this far, just do it Tiaan..."

Swinging around she tried once again to open the door, but her hand stopped as she shook a little afraid.

Deciding for cowards way she knocked quietly on the door.

Hearing nothing she turned away to go.

Shaking herself angrily she knocked louder.

Timidness rocked her core, it didn't help her dress felt really unprofessional and too revealing around here. She almost wished she had a bottle with her, at least to calm her nerves.

Sighing she knocked even louder and tried to say clearly, "It's me... Tiaan, you don't have to go looking for me. I'm... um... I'm here."