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" Okay, this is your stop. " the pilot said. The small transport came down and out stepped Iota. Once clear of it, the transport took off. She made her way to the others. " Hi guys. Name's Iota, slicing and hacker specialist. Earned the nickname Crash from my special way of causing things to malfunction. I've just been assigned here to be partnered up with another slicer... Theta, if I remember. Which one of you would that be? "

"Sorry sir," Omikron said to Zeta. "It's just that this new armor is just so awsome I felt that I could take on anything." Then he turned to crash and eyed her a little. He had never seen a female clone before, in fact he doubted they exsisted but then he remembered what we was going to say. "Hey, be careful around Theta, he's sorta not all there if you know what I mean."

Zeta felt it necessary to speak.

"You'll most likely cover me and the slicers, and possibly the snipers if the situation requires it." He turned to crash. "I believe Theta, the slicer and pilot you wish to meet, is outside. If you approach him, I'd advise you to be careful; he may not take kindly to newcommers."

"...It's nothing personal," he added, "but he seems to have a chronic paranoia that I find puzzling, especially in a cloned soldier."

Zeta nodded. "I have formulated many hypothesis. There's also the fact that paranoia denotes an independant mind. Paranoia of all risks, though irrational, denotes intelligence in its most basic form. Since slicing requires nothing but logic, I see how that would be an advantage. To be honest, it's his piloting skills that I question, unless he has come to rely on gut instincts to save his life. That may very well be tenable, but I doubt it will have much use in combat. After all, pilots are required to follow orders, regardless of the risks, and to make personal decisions on those orders. If it's in his personal intrest only to preserve himself, then taking risks would almost be an impossibility, which hampers his ability to pilot suring a dangerous and open-ended mission significantly."

He shifted his stance. "I forsee that his use on the field will see computer terminals much more than the controls of a vessel. But this is all based on speculation I admit, and from records of past cases. I cannot officially diagnose or treat anything unless it's shell-shock, battle fatigue, or like battle-related psychological side-effects."

Zeta simply nodded in agreement. He felt like he'd already said enough for the standard week.

"Sure... just another figment of my imagination... You're probably just another one of the clones hiding behind the lockers waiting for me to walk by to give me a slap on the hindquarters whenever I walk out of the showers..." Theta mumbled, not turning to the new arrival.

A particularily large storm was brewing, as Theta sighed. He closed his eyes, and turned around. He was quite shocked at the fact someone was really there, still standing.

"You're a real person, eh? Not just my imagination either?" He stated, poking the shoulder of "crash", and circling around her. "Hmm... much worse. They dont' think I'm a qualified hacker and splicer anymore... no matter. That just means one less job for me to do. And a chance to sit in the LAAT instead of playing gung-ho with everyone.."

"Everyone thinks I'm paranoid. Just because I want privacy, and I think the government is out to use us to take over the galaxy in several decades of darkness like the universe has never seen before, which will create a rebellion that will overthrow the darkness and bathe the galaxy in light again, does NOT mean I am paranoid. That, and the fact that I happen to rather stay alive than necessarily go into the line of fire..." Theta rambled, poking various points on the armor, testing what possibly this girl could want, and if she really was real still.

"Hmm... Your armor is the same as mine, with slight exception to the opposite coloration. Blue instead of red. And you're female while I'm male. Hmmm... Most strange. Have you been stalking me? A secret admirerer, perhaps? Hmmah?"