A People Survive

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by Lig

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Well I've been thinking of making a Prothean character since I first saw Javik and well here's my stab at it.

Altes walked thorough his new quarters. They were retively nice. One room but that was enough for him. His room had a bed, a view screen, and a window. Looking up at the top of it he could see where an emergency shutter would descend during combat. The Asari had be very nice. Many were understandable quite curious. Altes had even heard that several Hanar vessels had taken up Escorting this craft. He still couldn't believe how much time had past. That none others besides his group save for a lone Prothean from centuries later into the war had survived. He sat down by a seat at the window with a data pad reading through what he could. It was nice to have time to himself and be comfortable. He looked down at the crinkly garment he wore. Not much different from what he'd worn before. Same basic thing. He sighed remembering chastisements for being weak from his grandmother. He shrugged it off. A one in a million flaw in the gene treatment for Aukes Syndrome. Lack of bodily waste control was worth retaining Prothean mental and biotic abilities. Altes looked out the window remembering that day which to him was only a month or so ago. The Reapers had come, he'd seen his family vaporized by one's beam, barely managed to escape and meet up with his group. The Legacy Contingency. It probably only succeeded because it wasn't something the Imperial government had anything to do with. Just one high ranking female gathering the best minds she could. Just over 15,000 of them. Spirited away to a world in the middle of no where and sealed the sleep in cryopods 6 miles beneath the surface of the toxic world. It was only sheer chance the Asari resources recon team had discovered the entrance and ended their hibernation. It was only upon awakening that they learned how much time had passed. That their VI's sub station located some distance away had been cut off from them thousands of years ago wand thusly was unable to awaken them. At least the Reapers were no more. Vanquish by the united forces of this cycle. That made Altes smile. At least his people could help in rebuilding this cycle as they found a new place for themselves. Empress Anyala as her new rank granted her was quite happy to set her people up as a Imperial Republic. Only keeping the Imperial part for the sake of history. But all this was something Altes wasn't really too worried about at the moment. No for now his mind was occupied with thoughts of what he'd do for a career in the here and now and also if his pants would hind the bulk of his childish undergarment.

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