Creed, 21, citizen of the Helgamoth Empire's southern provinces had tidy features and appeared handsome. A former Mycroft Expeditionary and Silver-intermediate captain of Corvette Number Five of the Twenty Ninth Squadron, he was presently buck naked in an unknown alien world, and interacting with a mysterious alien lifeform called Elma.
"…I'm not saying anything."
When Creed heard the words 'Amos' and 'Amos Court', he blinked with endless thoughts flashing past in his mind. His instinctive sentiments also turned at once from shock to fear, alertness and vigilance, his thoughts and helplessness now a present firmness. Then, having gathered his thoughts, he took a slight step back.
"Thanks for saving me, but I'm not saying a word about Mycroft's civilization… eh?"
