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Water... Sujmar checked the portable readout on his sand cat. He was at half a tank of water left. It would last him for another week, but it would help to fill it up when he was this close to the water. He did not immediately see the ship or the dead things, since the glare off the water was too harsh.

Getting up and slinging his springfield over his shoulder, Sujmar started walking back down to where he had parked the sandcat. He patted the large vehicle as he stepped into the small cab. He was lucky to have the thing, and he was glad his people had not let the humans know how to service the solar vehicles. Cranking her up, Sujmar started gunning it to the water source, his pistol on his lap. He had heard of barons taking "ownership" of the scare resource. he wasn't going to let that happen to him.

Sujmar rode to the water, sending a large plume of dust in the air. He sipped some H20 from his camelback, still not seeing the dead or the ship...

Altair woke, he put his jacket on and washed his face with water from a canteen, he realized that was the last of the water in the canteen, he picked up a bin set it on his bed and opened it, he checked the dozens of canteens inside, all empty, "guess I'll need to refill" Altair mummbled to himself, he put his hat on slung his assult rifle and put his two shotgun revolvers in there holisters. He slipped his bandana over his nose and mouth, and put his googles on, he returned them to there normal orange tinted color, and dragged thebin outside and started filling the canteen, ignoring Amillia's profanity.

Amillia whipped around and pointed at him "And you! Your frigged Jeep just needs a new drive shaft and some new brakes, I fixed the rest with some spare crap." She got out of the water, snatched up Rif and stormed back to the ship.

Seraph nodded a bit as he wiped off the little bit of water from his bionic leg. "I bet you're wondering how I came to get this body, aren't you?" He asked her, not really looking at her when he asked.

Seraph sighed, and looked at nothing in particular so he could remember the incident. 'I remember when I was a few years younger.. I was gatherwing water for the family before the big sandstorm. Unfortunately, I was rushing home, and I crashed the car. Unfortunately, help couldn;t arrive until after the sandstorm. By the time help had arrived, I was almost dead. My old body was torn apart, and I was in stasis for over a month.. Luckily, there was a solution. I was to be granted with a metal body, but at the cost of the money for my ticket to the nest planet. I wanted to stay with my family, but I was a coward, and took the new body.

Seraph forced a small chuckle, and sighed. "What choice did I have? It was either die on the next planet, or stay alive here. Personally, I don't see the difference anymore." He told her, looking at his metalic hand.

Seraph stared at the roof, and thought. "My purpose...I don't think I have one. It must have left me the same day my old body did." He said to her as well as himself.