Anxiousness, the feeling he hated the most the only emotion that lead him into fear and took him off the edge of his game. Something he couldn't afford to do but as it stands now, he had no choice in this mater. Just a few ship spans away from the Iota jumphole he waited for any signal of any kind. His Nephthys was a battered craft and probably one of the oldest Nephthys' to be still flying around, scores of battles ran across it and various symbols had been put on it and removed.
His weapons were offline and for once he wasn't wearing armor nor weapons, even the two bits of metal across his back were un-mounted and stored away. A simple black shirt with jeans as his normal attire. From his sleeves down the small silvery wire thin lines of scars covered his arms becoming more dense in numbers as they moved up the sleeve, a S branded into his left arm, hidden mostly by a tattoo that dominated most of that part.
Dangen had just arrived at the one jumphole that'd separate him from them.
Not so long after, Christopher received a transmission.
'Christopher, this is Kate. They're okay with it, and we already know you're here. A voidrunner will be waiting for you on the other side of the jumphole, follow him wisely, otherwise you will end up in the minefield.
I've told Lena that you were coming, my justification was that you were working with the Zoners on a peace treaty in the Omegas, and had to stay there. I'm confident you'll be able to make up a story that works accordingly. She's impatient to see you again.
I also transmitted the docking procedure to access the human complex of the station, just incase.
See you there.'
As she pushed the send button, Kate leaned in her chair. This meeting could end up being beneficial or destructive for Lena, but she hoped it would never get to the second option.
A deep breathe and a moment hesitation, shutting his eyes he jumped through, the light of jumpgates and holes always hurt his eyes, he preferred the dark and it was more comforting to him. He trusted Kate, probably more then was logical given the situation. Pushing these thoughts away and putting them down as Paranoia. The void runner lead him through as he made his way to the complex using to docking procedure.
The Nephthys docked its history as long as his own and a good companion of his one of the only ones he had. He stepped out of the Ship and into the thick of it. He didn't know what the others would think or rather if they would at all, but he was here for Kate as much as he was for Lena. He pushed aside his feelings that told him to run or get a more advantage-able situation.
He trusted Kate and Lena. Excited was the emotion he felt when he thought of meeting Lena again and Kate.
To the nomadic presence around him he was guarded by an own natural ability, to them he was nothing but a void spot a feeling of absence around his area should they try penetrate into any part of his consciousness. The feelings start to hike up agian as timed seemed to slow or maybe his memories just thicked but as this happened the voice came to him easily.
"Seventeen, we don't belong here... we should leave."
The voice inside his head was within the voidness of his field, he had to deal with the voice since the phantoms but he has suspected it was there for far longer then that and he'd shake his head as he awaited Lena and Kate.
"I am staying, I am not letting you persuade me of leaving this time." A thought within his mind but it seemed to hear him all the same.
"Have you forgotten." The voice responded accusingly as if it were also a threat.
Letting out a sigh physically he straightens himself, to ignore it as he often did though it was always easier said then done and it had been growing more nagging over the past few months that it was almost frequent.
"You remeber Jessica, Tyris, Sonja.. she is dead remember, with your child, your son still in her womb."
A flare of breath helped to ease the growing frenzy and slim the stream of memories connected to all the names, all low blows and he knew what to expect next it was predictable and often'ly he felt at one with the voice on occasion.
"Azura, remember her, Mira's Daughter your niece.. you failed to protect her, Failed Azura completely, just an infiant and was left for dead when they came, this wont be any better, I warn you." The voice always spoke in a calm and soothing voice that oddly only pricked his irritation. He stayed calm and placid and looked coldly out a head not straying one foot away from his Nephthys as his eyes remained fixed on the door.
The voice blended away the exchange having only taken five seconds before his perception turned back to normal the illusion of time slowing ceasing as his memories became less dense. Cold look diminishing as fast as it came his eyes remained glued to the door and his PDA device, specially made so it wouldn't be interfared to much or so he'd home.
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