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James Colquhoun

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  1. Ah, this is more like it, Tommy stretched a bit, stepping into the Commercial District. The hustle and bustle felt more like home than the Academy ever had, reminding him of the Southside Territory back on Sigma Iotia II. There's gotta be a place with some good gabbagool or pasta vasul' here. He set off to find a map to point him to some food. Too little time to learn what all these shop names were, he found himself quickly at a Replimat eating something that passed for baked ziti. It wasn't so bad, as far as Replimat food goes. Two hours before he had to set off, not enough time to check the action around here, Tommy decided instead to visit his quarters for his stay, stow away his gear, and send a message off to his Ma. His tall, slender frame was often at odds with these cramped crew quarters, leaving him laying with his head at a funny angle as he waited. The waiting was the worst. His eyes glanced across his PADD, brushing up on his training in his boredom. Check the time again, about 30 minutes, time to get rolling. The display dimmed, his olive complexion staring him back in the eye. Let's get it done, Tommy-boy.
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