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Alexander smiles as he walks into the Sports hall; finally, he had somewhere he could truly relax. "We shall indeed! GRRR" One could have sworn he was wearing his military jacket, but as they turn to face the Captain of Echo squad, he was now stripped to his waist, his banks of rippling...

Alexander nods his head slowly, smiling grimly to Fedor. As much as Alexander hated it, the Doctor was right. Not all battles could be one, and even the breathtaking array of modern science found on-board the wanderer would eventually struggle to fight off that most common of human conditions...

Alexander smiles to Fedor as he dines happily on what can only be described as a high-protein diet. "Ah, good morning Fedor! Always a pleasure to see you. Events are progressing..." He tails off. He's not actually sure what events are going on, or how they are progressing at all. Still, he...

Alexander practically leaped out of bed, stretching his glorious muscles as he prepared himself for a new day. With any luck, this day would be less troublesome then the last! However, one thing did plague his muscle-clad body; his stomach was rumbling quite severely! Nodding, he dressed...

Quick introductions from Echo squad? Or shall we just take that as a given?

Alexander folds his arms as he listened, and nodded slowly. The tactical minds around him were intelligent, and he could find nothing more to add on the subject; everything that has already been said had made sense. Still, he appeared to straighten up visibly as the joint training was mentioned...

Alexander nodded slowly, agreeing with Ghost entirely. When his time came, he stood forward again, and bowed to Ghost, turning to the rest of the assembled soldiers "I will tell no lies, and shall now empower you with the full truth as far as I know it to be the case. During our combat on the...

Alexander nods to the assembled squads, standing at ease before them. They were a motley bunch, to say the least. Scientists, tank commanders and fighters; far-cry from the regimented military back planet-side. Still, he stood proud, and nodded to his squad. Greetings everyone, this is the...

As if summoned by Mr Mourissette's fateful words, Alexander wandered into the mess-hall. He may or may-not have been lost, but after consulting some rather bewildered technicians, he found his way down. Spotting his squad, he smiled warmly, and walked over to them, offering a mock salute as he...

Alexander nods, and does what the Navigator asked him to do, linking his comms up with ghost's for him. There we go! I'm sure he'd be very pleased to see your candidate. Saluting Ghost as he left, he decided to stroll down to the mess hall, radio'ing his squad as he did. "Echo Squad, we will...

Alexander gives a moment of thought to a potential locale, before snapping his fingers, smiling. "I can think of somewhere, captain. The Armoury should be an excellent place. Seeing as the only people who are allowed in are personnel with military-grade clearance, it should be far away from...

Alexander smiles to Ghost, and bows his head, returning the salute he had been offered on the bridge, and holding his hand out for Ghost to shake; if he takes up the offer, he will receive a handshake that is rather firm; for a firm-handshake is a display of great integrity, and who would betray...

Alexander saluted the commodore, nodding slowly at the news he was being told. It was grim. Stranded in the middle of no-where, resources dwindling...Still, humanity would persevere! "I assure you, we will not fail you. We will make it back to earth!" He spoke with conviction; and why...

Alexander nods to his fellow Germans, smiling warmly. "Of course, friend. I have no problem with that at all. But yes, I must speak with the commodore." Bowing, and taking his leave, he moved to the commander of the vessel, offering him a sharp salute, before handing him the data-disk. "Here...

Alexander is immediately impressed by Mr Schafer; the quality of his handshake (EG, the lack of wincing) was something that he rarely experienced. Knowing his lineage, however, was a different matter entirely. Nodding, he flexed the aforementioned physique; though he tried to keep it within...

Looks over the young man, a warm smile on his lips as he responded in german, much to the confusion of any non-Germans on the bridge. "Ah, finally! Good to see another face from the fatherland. Well, I may have a couple of people who know one or two things about navigation. Perhaps Miss...

Alexander bows graciously, taking the data from the doctor, and putting it into his trouser pocket, a sheen of sweat glistening on his brow. It is always a pleasure sir. It would be an honour to share my regimen; anything I can do to help the ship and it's crew is considered a sacred duty. If...

I have 4 in lower body strength too...Still, I should get my suit to have advanced skill: Upper body strength. This is an arms race; literally.

Alexander steps towards the rubble, and punches his fist into palm, looking over the debris scattered everywhere. With a mighty grunt, the buttons on his shirt pop off, and his top bursts from his body, leaving his exemplary musculature on display for all to see. "Okay! Let me sow you the true...

Alexander slowly nodded at the proceedings, watching over the careful procedures his squad was undertaking. "Arthur, this debris doesn't look too heavy to me. I can run and grab my armour, and between me and it's glorious servos, I'm certain I can shift the more delicate debris that would...