Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2017 10:12:22 GMT -8
This was his favorite place. Lily sat on one of the nacelles and tried to see what he found so spectacular from this location as opposed to any others in the universe. She found it lacking. A furrow, almost a permanent fixture on her young face, deepened as she considered the lifeforms inside the ship. She had met only a few of them when the crew had spent time on Risa. One, a counselor, had been trying too hard to impress the men around her. Another, the Captain of the ship on which she now sat, had been, and still was, conflicted about his duty and the woman he loved. Then there was the Chief of Security whose anger was teetering at the brink of madness.
That thought caused her to swallow hard. Madness was the word of the day, the month, the eternity, and every level in between and beyond. This crew was responsible, as incredible as it sounded. He had found something in them, something beyond her comprehension, which cost him his sanity. Why he wept for the insects, such small specks in the fabric of space, why he cared, why the loss of a paltry few during the smallest of conflicts with other minor beings, why-
She shook her head and adjusted her position on the nacelle, seeing inside the ship. Almost all of them were satisfying their urges caused from the engineered virus that they had contracted on Risa. None were immune and she smirked at how easy it was for them to be overcome and forget their duties. These stupid creatures, they would soon pay. For now, though, she was content to watch, to feel all the surges of hormones, the undulations of bodies. As interesting as it was, she would soon tire of it. Then, she would make them pay. For him. For his madness. For her creation... and abandonment.
That thought caused her to swallow hard. Madness was the word of the day, the month, the eternity, and every level in between and beyond. This crew was responsible, as incredible as it sounded. He had found something in them, something beyond her comprehension, which cost him his sanity. Why he wept for the insects, such small specks in the fabric of space, why he cared, why the loss of a paltry few during the smallest of conflicts with other minor beings, why-
She shook her head and adjusted her position on the nacelle, seeing inside the ship. Almost all of them were satisfying their urges caused from the engineered virus that they had contracted on Risa. None were immune and she smirked at how easy it was for them to be overcome and forget their duties. These stupid creatures, they would soon pay. For now, though, she was content to watch, to feel all the surges of hormones, the undulations of bodies. As interesting as it was, she would soon tire of it. Then, she would make them pay. For him. For his madness. For her creation... and abandonment.