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Filti paced restlessly in the medium sized room, his tentacles swaying a bit. The sound of his footsteps were the only thing that could be heard, besides the slight hum of technology within the walls. Filti never saw himself as one who would pace, but today was different. It was the day when he would meet his assigned partner for the re-population program. *I sincerely hope they are not repulsed by my appearance…* Filti thought, now stopping his pacing to sit on the white couch.
Filti had patiently waited for two weeks for the arrival of The Union’s spaceship at Station RP9 which was orbiting the planet Meruta. The station where Filti and his assigned partner will stay till the pregnancy is over. Everything in the station was white or silver, and so very sterile. *Must be a human aesthetic.*
He heard that the ship was to be arriving today. Sitting down might have stopped Filti’s feet, but his tentacles, however, continued to move restless.
An electronic chirp sounded, indicating that someone was to enter the room. Filti then stood in a rush from the couch, deciding to walk to the center of the room. His back was straight as a board, looking almost regal in a way. The light that was above the door turned from blue to green, sliding open with a woosh and Filti’s eyes then landed on his assigned partner...
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