Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness

[jakub963]

The vessel C.a.i.n was roaming the New york system. A lone Conference class gunboat. Its hull saw better days and the insides were beyond any recognition. Only one person was present onboard. It was a young woman.

[font=Garamond]"And she is gone again. Really bothersome."

Weird markings were covering most of her body. Just a large tatoo like some would say, however for that single person it was literaly everything. Mostly because it was not just a tatoo.

[font=Garamond]"Next time i see her i need to pass a locator on her ship."

Parts of that markings were even on her face and around eyes, whose color was hard to say. It changed with almost every blink.

[font=Garamond]"It makes me wonder if i shouldnt look at her ship systems."

While there was a person onboard, all systems critical for life were either offline or damaged.
Ship made another u-turn and and set its course towards northern scrap fields of New york system.

[font=Garamond]"Next time, we need to talk."

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