Dancing the steps all the way 'home' she grinned to herself, the opalescent sheen from the neon bulbs and glitter confetti still caught in her hair had her spinning to a whole different beat, as hands went to the side and lifted, finger tips grasping at air her eyes sparkles of lavender gleam soaking up the sight of her last night as a crew of Gennesys. The farewell had been a marvel. Her cheeks still ached from the laughter and good humour of her comrads. But a silence washed over her.
There was a lot to explain, and even more yet to unfold-she only had four more hours left around here, and the metal glint of the mercantile monster of a ship before sent a shimmy up her spine at the intricacies of its design visible on the out ridges and beneath where pipes wove like an exposed underbelly of some gargantuan lizard. She did stand there for quite some time, just staring at it in odd amusement. She had never taken the time out to look at the giant robot-esque vessel that had been her mode of transport as much as a home. It was sometimes cold and dull there, but she had decorated her small space and made it her own. She'd have to go inside and scrape of the numerous snap shots, radar catches she had recorded, streamers and odds and ends of cherished trinkets that lined her wallspace. But Rhy'Din had fascinated her, and her days as a soldier, of sorts, was over. Perhaps as a job, but not at heart. She still had a Dawn to chase down, and to grab the end of that god damn ribbon and let it unravel it's mystery
Snapping with razor sharp shock from that reverie she headed up the metal gangway of the ship, her steps slower than they used to as she hop skip jumped her way up them for a Mission. The Sole Flame inside flickered. She gently touched the walls as she passed them, her mind reasoning with her heart. It was time to go. The mystery stung her sorely as she strolled to her room.
There was a lot to explain, and even more yet to unfold-she only had four more hours left around here, and the metal glint of the mercantile monster of a ship before sent a shimmy up her spine at the intricacies of its design visible on the out ridges and beneath where pipes wove like an exposed underbelly of some gargantuan lizard. She did stand there for quite some time, just staring at it in odd amusement. She had never taken the time out to look at the giant robot-esque vessel that had been her mode of transport as much as a home. It was sometimes cold and dull there, but she had decorated her small space and made it her own. She'd have to go inside and scrape of the numerous snap shots, radar catches she had recorded, streamers and odds and ends of cherished trinkets that lined her wallspace. But Rhy'Din had fascinated her, and her days as a soldier, of sorts, was over. Perhaps as a job, but not at heart. She still had a Dawn to chase down, and to grab the end of that god damn ribbon and let it unravel it's mystery
Snapping with razor sharp shock from that reverie she headed up the metal gangway of the ship, her steps slower than they used to as she hop skip jumped her way up them for a Mission. The Sole Flame inside flickered. She gently touched the walls as she passed them, her mind reasoning with her heart. It was time to go. The mystery stung her sorely as she strolled to her room.