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*Sniff* *sniff* 'That's Master!' the Alpha female Steeljaw thought, 'he must be back from his mission then.' Working her way towards the helm of the ship she snarled at any mercenary that dared get in her way. Once at the helm she approached her sitting master, Lockdown must either be going over reports from the latest hunt or was catching a quick stasis nap. Coming to a stop on the left hand side of his throne she leaned her helm against his left knee joint. :Greetings Master: she sent via commlink.
















