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Areta L. Mellis
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☪ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ≪ Do you even know ≫ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ☪
Stunned once more by the work of one of these rebel men, Areta almost fell to her knees when the force of the explosion rocked the ship. This was surely going to be an interesting group, what with some many people with prodigious power. How would she, a little doctor, stack up against them?
Areta shrugged at his reply. "Why not? Your going to travel, right? I was intending to board a ship as soon as I got out of that stinking hole anyway. Might as well have some company." It was true, she wanted to go around and find some other doctors to chat with, but at the same time Areta felt she belonged here. And god knows that with all the fighting they were going to be doing, she would stay busy patching them back together.
☪ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ≪ What you're drinking? ≫ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ☪