Tson The Commander's Second comes to talk, Seeing how he's still recovering from last night's "Mishap".
"Yes Scav. Trust me, This thing's really good! Our prototype turned a Moon into a cracked ball! Wait... That's a secret. Forget I said that... Anyway, Pally, Congrats on passing the Test! Trust me, The work is pretty lucrative, so It'll provide some Pretty good pay. Also, Most of our pilots are Pretty Claustrophobic... So, That's actually why we're hiring for the job."
He Looks behind him, Gets up, opens a Fridge, and then sits back down with a Bottle of water.
"Anyway, It's been rough making this thing. See, The Truth is our scientists weren't allowed to speculate beforehand. It was haphazard, really. Nobody's made a rocket without blueprints, so I'm worried about the boss freelancing this. But we're making sure to remove the risk of Solar Flares, Antigravity, Etc. Though I'm also the first to agree having everything vertical in a Sphere is more than a minor inconvenience..."
He takes a drink, Then goes back to talking.
"Lastly, Thanks for coming! I think you two will be a great help in this!"
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