"Weren't you wearing something else when you got on the transport?" Grimm asked Adem confused.
"It didn't suit me," Adem replied. He was now wearing a grey buttoned up business suit with a white shirt and black tie. Fine quality black leather shoes adorned his feet. "Heh! I believe that was a pun. Though it was totally unintentional, I still find it to have a quality of humor about it that...."
"I think that's enough," Grimm semi-ordered. "Why are you wearing that now?"
"Not your style?" A band of white light flowed down Adem's body as the grey suit was erased and replaced by a leather jacket with chains, metal guantlets, ripped blue jeans, and sturdy black boots that matched the skull faced man. "This more to your liking?"
"It doesn't suit you," Grimm replied slightly angered and terribly insulted. "You'd better join up with the rest of the group."
{What was that about?} Jym asked as the avatar of death lumbered off.
"I have no idea," Different replied as the white light returned the business suit. "I feel that these humans are going to very tricky to manuever through. You had better make it a priority to compute our exact location and how to return home. I don't know how much longer we'd make it on this hostile world."
Priest kept his ever watchful eye on Adem Different as the stranger communicated to his AI friend. Adem wandered over to the rest of the group hoping to keep updated on what was going on. The futuristic soldier trailed behind the rest.
