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Weston Carter

"Wherever I am is home enough for me."

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a character in “Across The Stars”, as played by CutUp

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Human | My Demons | Unknown Soldier | Ready, Aim, Fire | Diamond Eyes | Iron Man
{"Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes."}
-Oscar Wilde




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{N A M E}
Weston James Carter

{N I C K N A M E}
Wes, Ironhide

{A G E}
30

{G E N D E R}
Male

{R O L E}
The Mercenary

{B I R T H D A T E}
July 25th; Leo


{E T H N I C I T Y}
American of German decent

{S E X U A L I T Y}
Heterosexual




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{"I never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude."}
-Henry David Thoreau




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{H E I G H T}
6'1

{W E I G H T}
200 pounds

{E Y E C O L O R}
Blue

{H A I R C O L O R}
Dark Blonde

{A P P E A R A N C E}
Wes is a fairly muscular, and pretty cut man. He has short buzz cut hair cut, and quite a bit of stubble. Generally he wears a sleeveless black shirt, and black pants, and matching boots. But that's only when he's in the safety of his cabin. Most of the time he wears his high tech battle armor.

{O D D I T I E S}
Wes is a cyborg, he has most of his body replaced with cybernetics. This includes his arms, and legs below the knee, as well as his eyes. He has many enhancements to his body as well. He has implants on his lungs, and heart that allow him to breath most atmospheres. Implants on his liver, and kidneys that make him resistant to posions. And he also has implants on his vocal cords that allow him to speak alien languages that a human is unable to speak.




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{"Sometimes, you have to get angry to get things done."}
-Ang Lee




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{P E R S O N A L I T Y}
{Sarcastic | Cold | Distant | Ill Tempered}

Wes is a highly sarcastic man, and always has a smart ass comment up his non-existant sleeves. Despite this, he is rather cold, and distant. He almost exudes professionalism. He has a real 'seen it all, done it all' air to him. Which is probably right on the money. Though beneath his cold, emotionless exterior lies a emotionally broken man. Though he would never show this side of himself, and will rip your tongue out if you mention it.

Indeed, Wes secretly longs to go back to Earth, to be around other human beings. While he still wants this, he is more heistant about it now. This is mostly because he is a cyborg, the only human cyborg in existence. This makes him feel even more alone in the universe. And let us not forget the fact Earth is millions upon millions of lightyears away from him. So at this point he's just given up all hope of seeing Earth ever again, and he's accepted that now.

He has quite the temper as well. Despite his cold exterior, it doesn't take much to set him off. And when he's set off he becomes like a roided up pitbull, with cybernetic enhancements. He can be quite protective as well, and if you're lucky enough to be considered his friend there's nothing he wouldn't do to protect you. He'll go into a war zone naked if need be. He's also pretty kind when he wants to be. This is especially aparent when dealing with kids, his Achilles heel. He loves kids, and will stop whatever he's doing, even if it's a job, to help one.

So all-in-all Wes is a cool, calm, and collected individual who's just lost all hope in anything.




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{"Courage is looking fear right in the eye and saying, ‘Get the hell out of my way, I’ve got things to do’."}
-Unknown




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{E Q U I P M E N T}
  • Guns- Wes has an entire arsenal of advanced weaponry. His weapons include: a plasma pistol, assault rifle, shotgun, sniper rifle, and a grenade launcher.
  • Cybernetics- Wes has many different tools in his arsenal thanks to his enhancements. For example his optical implants allow him to see much more than the human eye, such as energy signatures, infered, thermals, night vision, and even x-ray vision. He also has implants in his brain that gives him increased intelligence, reflexes, and the ability to literally hack with his mind. He also has two energy blades housed in each hand as weapons.
  • Link Cable- He as a extendable link cable housed in his left arm that allows him to plug into machines, and computer systems, and take control, or hack them.
  • Armor- Wes' armor is specially made for him to link up with his cybernetics.
  • The Lone Star- His personal ship, a large heavy escort crusier.
{S T R E N G T H S}
  • Combat- Wes is a master combatant, and well versed in many alien fighting styles.
  • Cybernetics- Thanks to his cybernetics Wes is incredibly strong, and is able to lift several tons.
  • Marksmanship- Wes is a excellent shot with nearly any weapon.
  • Tracking- Whether it's a urban, or rural environment Wes is able to track any target.
  • Pilot- He's a proficient pilot in his own right. Though this is mostly due to him linking his cybernetics to whatever he's piloting.
{W E A K N E S S E S}
  • Temper- His temper can get in the way of his better judgement.
  • Trust- He has some trust issues, in that he doesn't trust anyone.
  • Pessimistic- He's a pretty big pessimist.
  • Cybernetics- Sure, being a badass cyborg super soldier is awesome, but it does have it's downsides. He can't really go near magnets, and well an EMP could kill him.
  • Kids- He just loves the ankle biters, and it's a sure fire way to get his guard down.




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{"It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity."}
-Albert Einstein




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{H O B B I E S}
  • Fighting- "Yes."
  • Collecting Old Weapons- "I find them interesting."
  • Ship Maintenance- "I find the hum of the engines relaxing."
{H A B I T S}
  • Keeping His Armor On- "I gotta be ready for trouble."
  • Scratching His Beard- "I only do this when I'm thinking."
  • Rubbing At His Implants- "Sometimes I still feel my limbs."
{L I K E S}
  • Weapons- "They're awesome."
  • Fighting- "Nothing like the thrill of battle."
  • Starships- "Gotta love 'em."
  • Kids- "They are the future."
  • Traveling- "The stars are my home."
  • Getting Paid- "I do a job, and then get paid."
{D I S L I K E S}
  • His Cybernetics- "I...I don't know what I am now."
  • Being Bossed Around- "Give me a job, just don't tell me how to do it."
  • Useless People- "What good are you?"
  • Being In One Place- "Gotta keep moving."
  • Dwelling In The Past- "Ain't no use in it."
{G O A L S}
  • Traveling The Universe- "Always need to keep moving."
  • Becoming Stupid Rich- "I do like getting paid."
  • Having A Family- "I...I don't wanna be alone all my life."
{F E A R S}
  • Dying Alone- "I just wanna be loved."
  • Losing His Ship- "She's all I got."
  • Losing His Humanity- "I..I don't know what I am anymore. Human, maybe. Something else, probably."




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{"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars."}
-Khalil Gibran




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{B I R T H P L A C E}
Dallas, Texas

{H I S T O R Y}
Weston Carter was born to Jack, a police officer, and Bonnie, a nurse, in Dallas, Texas. He grew up a fairly normal, and decent childhood. He had many friends, got good grades in school, and was an avid football fan. But all of this is a moot point by now. He was eight years old when it happened, when he was abducted by the poachers. He was walking home from the bus stop after school one day when he just disappeared without a trace.

He was abducted by aliens known as the Spnia, tall, grey skinned beings with some of the most advanced technology out there. They transported him in one of their advanced Slipspace Starships. These special Starships are the only ships out there that is able to traverse the journey from the galactic community to Earth. And only a Spnia can operate one. They sedated Wes like they do to all their victims for transport.

When he came to he was being paraded like some sort of trophy. Several different species were treating him like some kind of show dog as they examined him. Poaching of Humans is illegal, so these sort of things go under the radar, and usually mercenaries are hired to ensure the safety of the buyers given the less than moral stature of the Spnia. They are notorious backstabbers.

One such mercenary was Jar'Taxt, a member of a mighty reptilan race, and a infamous mercenary in his own right. Jar'Taxt saw these dealings as disgusting, as it wasn't too long ago when his people, the Kobaians, were in a similar position Humans are in. They too were abducted as well. But Jar'Taxt need the money, and the pay was good.

But then he saw Wes. It was rather unusual for the Spnia to abduct someone so young such as Wes, and seeing the scared little boy just tugged at Jar'Taxt's heart strings. So once the deal made, and Wes was bought by his employer, Jar'taxt attacked his employers, and freed Wes. From then on Jar'Taxt raised Wes as his own, taught him the ways of his people, and how to be a mercenary like himself. During this time Jar'Taxt taught Wes how to hide the fact he's a human, by wearing his armor which masks any signs that he is human.

Throughout this time Wes never gave up hope of finding a way home. That was until he was fifthteen. There was a Starship accident while working a job. Wes barely survived, just barely. He lost his limbs, and took heavy damage to his organs. So Wes was outfitted with some of the latest cybernetics, all under the table of course. When he came to weeks later he was shocked to find that he was so extensively changed. This made him feel no longer human. So he left his hopes about returning home behind.

Sometime after that Jar'Taxt died during a rather dangerous job. But Wes somehow finished the job by himself, and thus his legend began to grow. Now, twenty-two years since he was abducted he has become a renouned mercenary known as 'Ironhide'. He is one of the most feared, and respected out there.




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{"Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have - life itself."}
-Walter Anderson




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{F C}
Jai Courtney

{C O L O R}
#D60000


{P R O T R A Y E D B Y}
Future God-Emperor CutUp

So begins...

Weston Carter's Story

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"Are you...sure about this Ironhide?" A short, three legged alien with two mandibles that kept rubbing against each other asked Wes as they waited in an empty hanger save for the Lone Star, and a rather large, bulky starship. "Yes. Do not question me again." Wes growled, his voice was unaturally deep, and electronic thanks to his armor. The two weren't speaking English, or any known Earth language. Indeed to someone without a universal translater it just sounded like a bunch of gibberish. Soon they were interrupted by the cieling opening up, revealing a light blue force field, and the stars outside the station they were in. A sleek, black starship started to desend into the hanger. "Here we go. Stick to the plan."

The ships owners stepped out of the craft, six Spnia to be exact. Along with their latest 'prize', a human woman bound in energy chains to a small hover disk that carried her. Wes stared at the woman, his fists clenching tightly into a fist. "You didn't say anything about a human. I don't deal in flesh, not even a human's." Wes whispered to his client. "Don't worry. Just make sure it's an actual human before we act. You'll get paid just the same." The short alien replied back.

The Spnia arrived to the two, and stared at Wes, and then back to each other. "You never meantioned anyone else." The tallest one stated in a monotone voice. "My associate here is just to ensure my safety. I assure we're the only ones here." Wes' client replied. "I need him to varify the merchendise as well." The Spina looked at Wes, and gave him a nod to inspect the woman. Wes went over to the woman, and stared into her eyes. He brought his hand to her face, and grabbed her chin rather forcibly. He moved her head from side to side.

He let go of her face, and started circling around her. He picked up a few strands of her hair, and rubbed it around in his palm before letting it fall back in place. He moved around to her back, and grabbed at her ass. Once he was done with his inspection he looked over at his client and gave him a nod. "Well it all seems to be in order. Here is the payment as promised." The small alien said as it pulled out a small, golden card. A small grin swept across the Spina's face as he reached to take the payment.

At almost lightning-like speed Wes drew his pistol, and rapidly shot the five other Spina's in the head, instantly killing them. The leader quickly turned to face Wes. But Wes shot him in the head as well before he could completely face him. "There, the ship is yours." Wes stated as more of his client's species began pouring out of the other ship, and headed towards the Spina's craft. "And as agreed." The client said as he handed the payment to Wes. "The human?" He asked as he looked over at her.

"Well, it will need a place to go. I guess I'll just have to take it." He said with a sly grin as he moved towards her. Wes pointed his pistol at his client's head before he could reach her. "I'll be taking the human." Wes stated. The client took a big gulp, and gave him a hasty agreeing nod. "Y-yes....well the slipspace technology is the true prize." The client said as he backed away. Wes moved towards the girl. He kneeled down to the hover disk she was standing on, and pressed a few buttons on it that brought it down to the ground.

"Move." Wes ordered as he shoved her towards the Lone Star, the first words of english she's probably heard all day. Before they went, Wes made sure to pick up the hover disk. As they walked towards his ship he kept his pistol trained on her. Once they were inside Wes shoved her inside a small cell in the main area inside the ship. He waved his hand up, and a force field appeared, blocking her way out of the cell. Wes had his cybernetics completely connected to the ship, the Lone Star is basically a second body for Wes.

Wes took the hover disk to a large, circular table in the center of the room. "Comet, activate take off sequence. And prep a universal translator for the human." Wes ordered. Comet was the virtual inteligence that ran the ship. While Wes could control the ship as well, it was too complicated for the human mind, even a cyborg, to control all the functions of a ship, and Wes has a limited range for his communication to the ship for him to control it. But Comet on the other hand, Wes remains connected to. "Yes Captain Ironhide." A robotic voice replied.

Wes pressed several buttons on the disk that opened it up, and revealed inside was whatever the woman had on her during her abduction. "The translator is ready for installation Captain Ironhide." Comet stated, and two small black spheres, around the size of a pea raised up from the table. Wes grabbed them, and moved back to the cell. He waved his hand again to release the force field. He walked into the cell, and grabbed her by the chin, and forced her mouth open.

He held the hand with the devices flat, and four spider-like legs popped out of one. Wes held that hand closer to her mouth, and the device moved from his hand, and into her mouth. The device then stuck itself onto one of the girl's back teeth. Wes released her chin, and grabbed her by the back of the head. He held up the other device to her ear, and this one unfolded to be a worm-like device. It slithered from his hand, and into her ear, curling up at her earlobe. The device that went into her mouth makes any word that she speaks understandable to anyone wearing a universal translator, and the device in her ear makes sure those words are made into something she understands.

"Insallation complete. Activation at your discretion Captain Ironhide." Comet stated. Wes gave a nod, and the devices were activated. She would feel a slight tingle, but overall the process was painless. Though Wes' approach could use some work. It's been awhile since he's been around another human. "I installed a universal translator. My english isn't that good. Nod if you understand me."

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Adelaide found herself waking up in some strange aircraft that seemed to be almost futuristic. Though once she made eye contact with creatures she would only assume to be aliens, she couldn't believe her eyes. She had been abducted by aliens, it wasn't a dream. The female continued to sit there in nothing more than fear for her own life. What did these aliens want with her?

Just before she was about to say something, the spacecraft's door opened, showing in an alien she could only assume that was covered in armor and a creepy looking three legged alien. She had no idea what was being said between them. She tried her best to understand at least a word they were saying but all she could honestly hear was a bunch of gibberish. The only thing she knew for sure was that they were talking about her. Adelaide only knew that because they kept glancing over towards her.

The armored one began making his way over towards her, her heartbeat began to speed up. She was terrified, no doubt about it. When he lifted her chin and moved her head from side to side, she felt her body just freeze, only moving when she was forced to. The brunette then watched as he grabbed a hold of her hair and rolled it around in his fingers, as if to feel the texture and the softness that was draped over her shoulders.

Though the main thing she made a huge reaction to, besides her immense fear was when he gripped at her ass. She jumped slightly but thought it wise not to say a word. What the hell was going on here? She questioned to herself as she watched the armored alien thing make his way back to where he was standing before, to the other aliens.

Before she was able to think anything else or make any sort of movement, the armored man swiftly pulled out a gun and began shooting everyone. Everyone except the alien he walked in with and herself. More of the living alien's species began to crowd the ship.

Though just as quickly as that all had happened, the armored one made her acquaintance once again and removed her from the disk and forced her onto a different aircraft. She did just as he wanted because she was not looking forward to dying, not this soon into her life. Adelaide stepped into the cell and stood there, looking around at everything. Still just as clueless as she was when she woke up.

After a few moments, the armored one stepped into the cell with her and forced her mouth open and a spider like object crawled into her mouth and hooked onto her back tooth and a worm like thing went into her ear and hooked onto her. All she could feel was slight pain, but it wasn't anything she couldn't deal with.

Finally when the thing before her spoke, she was able to understand what he was saying and she nodded her head just as she was told to do.

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"Good." Wes stated as he moved closer to the woman. The ship then began shaking as it started to move of the hanger. Though Wes barely noticed it, he's pretty used to it. He held up his right hand, and a five inch blade made of pure, bright red energy. Wes grabbed her by the collar of her clothes to keep her still. He then slashed her shackles apart, freeing her of her restraints. He let go of her, and turned around to exit the cell. "Well? Are you going to stay in there?" Wes asked before he exited the cell.

"I assume you have questions correct? May I ask you a question first? What is your name?" Wes asked as he led the way to the table with whatever items she had on her when she was abducted. "Take off complete. Do we have a heading Captain Ironhide?" Comet asked. "No, just make sure we're far enough away from the Aractis. Can't trust those backstabbing bastards." Wes replied. "Yes Captain Ironhide." It replied. "That's Comet. He's a Virtual Intelligence." Wes explained. "He runs the more complicated functions of the ship. Oh, you're on my ship, The Lone Star, by the way."

Wes looked at the items she had on her, and slightly scuffed at them. "Primitive." He scuffed. Of course anything can appear to be primitive compared to what he's used to. "Though I suppose it's better than what was there when I was last on Earth." He stated. "So where are you from?" He asked as if this was some sort of normal occurrence, forgeting whatever strangness she was feeling. It's been way, way too long since he's ever been weirded out by anything. He learned a long time ago to just roll with the punches as they come. Simple enough.

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Adelaide found herself suddenly grow still once he stepped closer to her with the strange, futuristic weapon and reached for the collar of her fuchsia blouse. Though she was a bit relieved when he removed the restraints, it's been hours since she was able to move around freely. Though once he began making his way out the cell, she just stood there, unsure of what to do.

When he paused before exciting, he spoke, "Well? Are you going to stay in there?" she heard him say before she watched him exit.

Adelaide immediately followed behind him, knowing that she was now aloud to leave the cell. She listened to him asking questions and even speaking to a disembodied voice. Though after finding out that it had belonged to the ship itself, she immediately knew she was definitely not on Earth or this was probably just some dream that felt too real.

"Adelaide Parks," she stated, introducing herself to him before she heard his next comment.

"Primitive," she had a feeling he was talking about her clothing because of the way he looked at them and the look on his face was clearly filled with disgust about the way she was dressed. The female just shrugged it off and went to tell him where she was from, "I'm from Charleston, South Carolina," she answered. A bit unsure if he knew where that was. But if he didn't, she had a feeling he would say something about it and if not he'd just shrug it off. She still wasn't sure if she could understand this man, well, thing. She still had no idea what he actually was.

Though this Captain Ironhide did seem to intrigue her. He kind of made her want to be able to understand him. But deep down she had a huge feeling that was going to be far from an easy thing to do.

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"South Carolina? Hmm." He repeated. "Am I to assume that you have.....family back there? Friends?" He asked, he took a moment to remember the right word for family. It's not something that he uses often. He just hasn't had a need for it. "I hope your last interactions with them were pleasant. Because you will never see them again." He coldly stated. "You are lucky that you are old enough to still have memories. It's better than nothing I assure you." He was speaking from experience after all, if that wasn't already apparent. He was so young when he was taken, and barely remembers Earth at all.

"Believe me when I say that you lucked out with me." He explained. "Humans are looked down upon by nearly every species out here. They're considered savages, which is kinda true when compared to other species." He wasn't going to sugar coat it. "Humans are abducted because....well how do I say this. You're considered delicious by many species, and there's a lot of credits in the human hunting business. Since it's illegal." He continued to explain, not really thinking about how she must feel with all this. He's long since forgot how difficult this transition can be.

"Trust me on this. I know first hand." He said as he turned to face her. His helmet then began to close up, and retract into his armor, revealing his face. "Because it happened to me. My name's Weston Carter. I'm from Dallas, Texas." He stated as he scratched his bearded chin. "I was abducted too, like you. But I was just a kid. I haven't seen Earth in.....twenty....two years." He explained. "Like I said, you lucked out."

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Adelaide couldn't believe everything she was hearing. He had been abducted as well, he was human. What was he doing staying here, why wasn't he trying to go home? All of these questions filled her mind as she continued to listen to everything he was saying. All she knew was that she wanted to make it back home, to be with her friends, be with her family, go back to everything she had left behind.

The female just sighed once he finished speaking and studied his face, finding the man to be a bit attractive but kept those thoughts to herself. "This is...well...I honestly have no idea what to say," she started. "It's all too bizarre. I never thought something like this could happen to me. I believed all of this was nothing more than something you would see in a science fiction movie. Though just like many other things I believed, those beliefs were wrong as well," she stated, speaking more to herself than anything but it was loud enough for him to hear.

Finally she returned her attention back up towards the male, Weston. "Have you ever tried to go back home?" she questioned, hoping that he would have at least tried. She knew that she wasn't going to just stay here. There had to be a way to get back home and she wouldn't give up hope. Though if she ever did give up, at least she could say she tried. Though she had an idea that it was going to be far from easy to get back. Especially since she had no idea what it was like where they were. She had no idea how to handle the aliens. She had no idea what they were fully capable of.

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"Beliefs get you killed." Wes slightly scoffed at her stating her beliefs were wrong. "The sooner you accept this the better. It's the reality of the situation. Deal with it." He said, keeping up his rather cold, and uncaring demeanor. "I tried to go back, when I was young, and stupid. Earth is too far away for the average starship to make the trek. Only the ships of the Spina, the aliens that kidnapped you, can make it." He answered. "Only Spina can operate their ships. It has something to do with their DNA, their tech is biologicial based. I don't know much about it."

"Besides, even if I could go back, I won't. I have a life out here. A job. And I can't go back anyways." He stated. He has no interest in returning to Earth anymore. "I couldn't return to Earth even given the oppurtunity. I'm....not entirely human. Not anymore." He admitted rather uncomfortably. "There was an....accident a long time ago. I was hurt bad. Nearly dead." He began explaining. "My body was torn to pieces. The only thing that could save me was cybernetics." He then closed his eyes, and opened them back up, this time they were a glowing green color, with easily seen circuitry.

He closed his eyes again, and returned them to normal. "I'm the galaxies first, and only human cyborg." He added. "Even if I wanted to return to Earth, even if I found a way to return, I can't. Can you imagine if human's got a hold of tech this advanced? You aren't ready for this. They aren't evolved enough for this. It'd be like handing a toddler a loaded gun." He said rather adamently. "Earth is no longer my home. And human is no longer my race. I don't know what I am now."

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Adelaide found herself not being able to stand up after hearing everything that the man was saying. She quickly found a chair and sat down in it as she continued to listen to everything he was explaining. Oddly enough she seemed to come to an agreement and understanding. Which was something she didn't think she would ever do. Ade could see where he was coming from, but of course there was still this pit in the bottom of her stomach that told her she needed to find a way to get home. But she knew it would be stupid to say it again when he already knew what she wanted.

"Yeah, you've got a point there. If I know I would completely over react and over think this kind of technology if I learned how to use it without knowing what it is fully capable of, I know everyone else would." The woman sighed as she looked around from the spot she was sitting at. Everything was far more high tech than it was back at home. Most of the things in this ship she had no clue what they were called or what they did. As for the things she believed she recognized and knew what the use for them were, she still couldn't seem to be sure she was right about it. Everything was different and it was something she would have to get used to whether she wanted to or not.

In her case she was just glad she didn't have to go through everything Weston had to to understand that trying to go back home would be a suicide mission. But of course, knowing how stubborn Ade was, she wasn't going to give up so easily. As for right now though, she would drop that subject. There was no point in getting Weston any more agitated with her than he seemed to be. Well, that is if it were her he was agitated at. She wasn't sure if it was just the way he was or not. Better safe than sorry in her opinion.