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As Mythos and the stranger were led into the compound, the Shistavanian let his eyes wander about as the flinching of his ears occasionally perked up or pressed back depending on the levels of noise they encountered. Such was the nature of his beastiality, heightened senses that tended to be more weakness than strength, capable of being used to disarm him. This was the necessity of his helm. This was why he wore a metallic visage of his own face. A warrior adapted, and he had many a year to make such a leap. As they were led into the solitary room where they were instructed to wait, Mythos laid his mask down upon the table and laid his shoulders upon a nearby wall, his ears folded backwards as he lowered his gaze and licked his teeth. The dust had a way of settling in the most uncomfortable of places, and drool overcompensated his desire of clearing his gumlines. As he shifted, the dust upon his duster and fur shifted, his gaze raising upon the being across from him and he sneezed briefly. "It's been many moons since I came across Jensaarai." He spoke in an attempt to pass the time and hinder the silence, his graveled voice rumbling against his scarred voice box. "I am surprised to see your kind still exist outside the Jedi Order." Just as he finished speaking, a small female pilot entered the room, followed by a small droid, her introductions rushed behind the tone of her accent. Mythos simply bowed, and offered her the lead as he grabbed his mask and fell in behind her and the Jensaarai, his massive form towering over both. For most of their journey to the briefing room, he was silent, carefully observing both the Lieutenant and the Jensaarai as they walked and listened to them as they talked. After all, he hadn't been a part of the Rebellion for all that long and with the presence of Jensaarai, some of whom he had hunted himself as an Alliance Marshall under the Republic, some studying needed to be done. "I am Colonel Mythos Von Howlster of MoonCall." He finally chimed in when he got the chance after their arrival. "Former Marshall under the New Republic and Lieutenant in the Alliance Marines. I've been recently promoted and tasked by Admiral Slaughter and Lady Zynthos to create a unified front of Galactic Alliance and Imperial Marines. While I'm not keen on being pushed back off the front lines, I understand the necessity. Old bones like myself are needed to teach the recruits."