E.T.A- Alien Roleplay ~ New and Accepting!

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[Accepted, once you're finished.
After 1 more person joins, we may start
also, Cream_Brulee will only be able to get on during the weekends, as they have computer limitations.)

[nyctomancy]

Finished! ^·^

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[Looks great Should we wait for one more person to join, or are you guys ready to start?]

[LoliNeko]

--doesn't matter to me :3 and if needed i can make anther charrie(or 3 lol)--

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[If you want to, go ahead! The more the merrier!]

[nyctomancy]

I'm okay if we start now, but I won't be able to type much. It's the curse of the kindle. ]

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[That's alright! I'm using a kindle too, so I can sort of relate. I will post a starting post when I can.]

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It was just about your average day inside of an ETA shuttle, or more so, the beginning of an average day. All seemed to be calm, just they way Nontas liked it. Smiling, the president - badge proudly shown on his chest - looked outside of the window and into the vast frontier in front of him. Space. Turning around, he sat in his chair, waiting patiently for the activity to start up in the ship once more.

Loskor, despite being smart enough to know better, did not get any sleep, at all. Working tirelessly on new machines wasn't uncommon for the amphibious alien, but still exhausting, regardless. He had been working on an upgraded robotic foot for himself, mostly because he really didn't have anything else better to do.

Volun'Druid was the opposite of 'rise and shine'. He was more of the type of alien that would gradually slide out of his bed, lay on the floor for a few minutes, before actually becoming productive. Standing up slowly, he sort of walked into the kitchen section of his dormitory in the shuttle. He needed an energy pack, obviously. But it wasn't like this helped him from being grouchy all the time.

Foria was already awake, sitting in the main cafeteria with an electronic device in hand, and she appeared to be reading something. Intently.

[InfectedHau]

Arzakha sat at the ship's helm, as she had all night. She didn't sleep-she didn't need to. That was one of the qualities that made her such an excellent pilot. She also didn't need to eat, drink or breathe, so she could be at the controls around-the-clock. She cast her mind around the ship, feeling the passengers and crew awaken. She sought out the mind of one person in particular. Good awakening, Mr.President, she thought to him. How are you this wake-cycle?

[LoliNeko]

Lunette was sleeping on a rafter in the docking station, she had slept there all night. Lunette was the type of girl who loved cat-naps, and could often be found sleeping in the most bizarre places; most of the crew had already learned that if she was needed, that they had to pretty much search everywhere except the living quarters(as for some reason she never slept where she was meant to), and that if she wasn't sleeping something was wrong. At this moment in time, she was laying with a hand and her tail hanging off the side, honestly it was a miracle she was still on the rafter.