830 AS, Sirius System, En Route to Buffalo Base, New York
I wonder what it's like, death. Not the actual dying, of course, but what about after? It's amazing, that after all these years, the majority of the human race honestly does not know.
Jack Kaine was startled from his musings by the sound of what he had grown to know as the cargo hatch opening. A display in the cockpit flashed yellow, stating that an unauthorized person had gained access to the living quarters, and was moving around. A woman's voice, generated by the computer, repeated the same warning.
That damn voice always sounds like she's trying to get me into bed. Jack thought, as he made a mental note to change that, and many other things while his guest was on the Avenger, the most capable Ravenclaw-class vessel in Liberty, if not all of Sirius. While staring at the console, Jack switched to a simple camera view of his living quarters, a small, but well-furnished room consisting of a rough cot, compact kitchen area, and a separate, enclosed restroom. A transparent floor finished the odd look of the room.
Hell, I guess it does look weird, but it provides a pretty damn convenient look at the rest of the ship's compartments.
While distracted by the many strange features of the place he called home, Jack was suprised to hear a light thump, and, glancing at the console, to see his patient of some sorts lying on the ground, a red splotch appearing in the side of her robe.
OOC: I thought, what the hell? Might as well finish this girl now that Tank's gone, I hate to leave a story open-ended.
I am a long-absent Supreme Commander, Executive Commander, Grand Admiral, Fleet Admiral, and Captain in the mighty Hellfire Legion. I have returned, and am on an urgent mission from Drake Thastus to return the Legion to its former glory, and to claim the galaxy for its own. Only then will I be able to rest.
RP Story (Still deciding whether or not to finish)
