2 November 5, 2077

So apparently I'm not really liked that much. Most humans on the station gave strange looks on the tour yesterday. Maybe it was because of my feathers or maybe the four wings on my back. I don't really know, the Falk'ler and Humans have known each other for 50 years. In any case, I was assigned to cybernetic research. Our current project is augmented armor. Which is supposed to be lighter and easier to use for all races in the war. With my expertise it shouldn't take too long. Oh, also there was another Falk'ler in my division. It was really exciting to meet him. His name is Tarron. I should get back to work.

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