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Phobe groaned, checking the vitals of the plane. "Look, the plane is good to go, we just need a pilot." She said boredly. She threw her legs onto the table, sighing and looking over everyone in the room. "My name is Phobe by the way. Just Phobe."

Phobe groaned, grabbing her laptop and quickly walking to the mission room, not looking forward to meeting new people. She habitually cracked her neck, walking into the room, grabbing a chair and spinning it backwards before sitting down, setting up her laptop .

"Responding to comm check, hacker on board." Phobe's slightly bored tone rang through the ear pieces. She grabbed her personal laptop, checking everything over for a third time, making sure that the ship was okay to fly. "Hacker to Medic, I'm healthy as I could be. Hacker out." She gave her...

Phobe grabbed her luggage, which was filled with the essential clothes and tolietries, and then grabbed her personal bag which was filled with all the equipment she would need to run security and for checking the vitals. She grabbed her leather military jacket, which was her father's, and...

Phobe groaned as she cracked her neck, as it was extremely stiff from checking the systems all day. The screen illuminated her face as she checked all the vitals at the base, getting ready to go up Drayopolis. She adjusted her straps of her grey tank top and kicked up her feet, sipping on what...