Julio's ship lurched out of the jump hole. He felt an anxiety he hadn't often felt. Julio held no qualms with ending his life in a fight. It was all he ever knew. This, however, was no fight. Subterfuge was a dishonorable path, yet, the Bretonians deserved a fate that only subterfuge could deliver.
Julio opened his eyes to view where he was. The system seemed empty, but, it did not feel as such. Even the Wraith that Julio was following disappeared into the blackness.
"Remove yourself from your ship," the voice rang in his head, "We will accommodate it and you."
Julio licked his lips, and searched frantically in the blackness. His trigger finger began to twitch, and the feeling of paranoia increased within Julio's mind. He started breathing heavily, unable to control his heart rate. Julio took a deep breath to calm himself. The breath felt almost euphoric, as if someone had removed the Julio from the world. He closed his eyes and ejected himself from his ship...
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.