Axle sat away from the others eating an omelet, looking through his reading glasses at an astrology book, he looked up when ever someone entered or left the room, as he finished his omelet he thought to himself about space and what not. Then he closed his book leaned back 'Now to wait for us to be herded out of here like the sheep that they're trying to make us.' he thought as he put his hand on his head and exhaled.