06-13-2015, 02:11 AM
"Piras with a braid, huh?" Carter mulled that over a minute while shoving a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his maw. "Oh, I know that guy! He was assigned to Warrant Officer Briggs. I got an alert on my tablet last night that he died. He was in my unit. Briggs was a damn fine soldier, man. It sucks we lost someone like him." They shared a moment of silence before Carter chugged at his glass of water.
"It's tough bein' a breeder. Might not be down on the surface fighting Sovereign, but they've got their own battles for sure. I've been assigned to enough of 'em that I picked up a few things." He started counting off on his fingers. "They get shots for fertility, for hormones, antibiotics, bio-chemical stabilization, white blood cell moderation, fetal development, vitamin supplementation... Some of them start t'get scars after so many frequent injections. I don't think I could do it, man."
"It's tough bein' a breeder. Might not be down on the surface fighting Sovereign, but they've got their own battles for sure. I've been assigned to enough of 'em that I picked up a few things." He started counting off on his fingers. "They get shots for fertility, for hormones, antibiotics, bio-chemical stabilization, white blood cell moderation, fetal development, vitamin supplementation... Some of them start t'get scars after so many frequent injections. I don't think I could do it, man."