Gideon goes quiet for a moment, her fingers curled around her mug.
"I grew up in a shit hole," she says. "Nav is a Niner name, but I don't
know where I was born. My mom fell down a mineshaft dead, with me in a
bio-pod. Gideon was the only thing they could get her to say when they
called her back so," she shrugs. "Here I am. They didn't adopt me. They
put up with me. I was basically a thing. By the time I was six, they knew
I wasn't going to be a necro. By eight, it became really clear that I was
going to be a really shitty nun. So Aiglemene - she was my captain - put
an infantry sword in my hands."
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Gideon goes quiet for a moment, her fingers curled around her mug.
"I grew up in a shit hole," she says. "Nav is a Niner name, but I don't know where I was born. My mom fell down a mineshaft dead, with me in a bio-pod. Gideon was the only thing they could get her to say when they called her back so," she shrugs. "Here I am. They didn't adopt me. They put up with me. I was basically a thing. By the time I was six, they knew I wasn't going to be a necro. By eight, it became really clear that I was going to be a really shitty nun. So Aiglemene - she was my captain - put an infantry sword in my hands."