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Sarah Crow was known to run her crew hard but even thou she did they all still loved her and would love to spend the night in her bedroom of the big mansion. They place was huge but it had to be to hold all of them . It had enoch rooms for the crew and that was it and it was the only place on Eve that looked dark purple with black out lining on the outside and all the room on the inside matched the outside painting. All the rooms had only full sides beds two cheep looking dressers and one closet . Sarah rooms had a king size bed with a fancy bed canopy and two fancy white dressers. Her bed had black sheets with white tigers on them. She has a huge closets way more space then she needed but she wanted to show off she was the head of this crew. Shadow lay across her bed letting out its tiny roars letting her know she was hungry. Sarah walked over to her pet and picked it up snuggling with it a bit and said lets go get you something to eat. she carried the cat down stairs and as soon as she entered into breakfest she barked at one of her crew members saying feed me and shadow now. She sat down at the table and soon shadow was eating a peace of raw meat and she had her favorite life cereal on the table before her. She turned to the girl and gave her a smile letting her know she had pleased her war mistress well. Sarah soon left the kitchen for the girl to clean up after them and went into the training room . At first glance it looked like just a plan old boring sliver room but in truth it was more then that run by computers and holo programs kept her fit and always ready for battle and she trained alone but she did set aside a time for her crew to train as well and she checked the logs to make sure they was doing what they was told or else. She was checking them logs now and smiled they all had come and trained in time . She walked into the training room leaving her pet panther cub outside while she trained.
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What was the captain doing? Altair was sleeping in hard getting the most out the few hours of sleep he got. That was until a red orb of light sounding loud sirens circled his head. With a groan he tapped into his mind and snuffed out the red orb. That was the fifth one since they started orbiting Eve. Being a captain involved a lot of face time with paperwork and boring conferences. It was stressful and tiring work when there was no action to distract you. At this rate he would run out of alarm clocks and he didn't want to bother Lance with something so small. With a loud yawn and a stretch he was up and into the shower. He took care of his tedious morning tasks and walked out of his room. Pretty soon he would be getting a transmission from central command or another vessel but he still had some time to kill. He used that to head into the war room. It was a large room where the men could come to train and hone their skills. Altair preferred to use his mind as a weapon and shield as opposed to other's who could play mind tricks and communicate through their minds. He found his way much more fitting for a captain. Computer level ten. There was a loud beep signaling and a deep masculine voice that stated that a level that high was restricted Altair just huffed out his annoyed reply. Override sequence 951402. There was another beep and large robots thudded into the room. They shot all different types of pojectiles at him and they got no closer than a few feet away before being stopped. Altair was holding them off by slowing them down to a halt with his telekinesis. Unfortunately the robots were smart enough to figure out that while he could block his front and sides his back was exposed. One managed to creep up behind him and fire a rocket. Feeling the ripple in energy in the room he repulsed all of the projectiles he had caught and sent them all back destroying the poor robots. However that rocket was still coming straight for him. He turned just in time to duck and reach out with his mind and catch the rocket but it was straining his mind. The rocket was still in full throttle so taking the easy way out he just changed its direction and shot it back. The explosion was large but he didn't have time to enjoy his handy work because his transmission was coming in. Computer end training and put my transmission on hold. With a sigh he was on his way up to the cockpit.
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Donovan rose up from his bed. He had forgotten the normal cycle of day and night, which was not unsurprising given how long they had been out in space. He released a slight groan as he felt his body move as if on its own. From the various sounds over the intercom and the varying lights that seemed to blast through the very thin cracks in the doorway. He brought his left hand up to his face and began to rub at his forehead. This was going to be one of those morning, he could just feel it. His room was rather spartan A bed in the corner, a simple dresser, and a bench that held most of his non standard issue gear and other paraphernalia that weren't overly useful anywhere other than in his room. He sauntered over to the dresser and pulled out his military outfit. A pair of standard issue pants and a simple shirt. After getting dressed he stretched out his arms and released a yawn. It was certainly going to be another one of those days. He exited his room and made his way towards the observation deck.
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Delaena Oak placed her hands on the surface of the altar and closed her eyes. The temple was a little ways away from where the War Mistress dwelt, keeping the priestess almost a hermit. She liked to stay away from the politics there, and spent almost all her days in the temple practising or out in the woods, with her bare feet in the dirt, whispering to the trees to hear what they had to say about news from afar. The trees were the best communicators. They were patient. While the rivers got the messages there quicker, they were so erratic it was nearly impossible to make sense of anything they bubbled to her. They just moved too quickly. The trees had patience. They stood still and passed their messages slowly, but surely. And accurately. No great news had come to her lately, and the dark-haired woman had set herself with consecrating the temples. The floors and pillars had been cleaned, the walls had been washed, and now, after scrubbing the altar for hours until its polished surface shone, she rested her hands, palms down and fingers splayed, on the cool top. Her eyes were closed ad she whispered ancient words, the words of her teachings. Goosebumps rose up along her skin and she kept repeating the same verse over and over until she felt in her marrow every bit of dirt, every echo, cleared from the sacred space. While womenkind could be cruel, and Delaena herself knew that she was not exempt, she could never be told that her temple was dirty. She took the gods very seriously. A breeze played with the ends of her hair, and the priestess smiled. Closing her eyes again, she played with the breeze, making it grow and lessen, pulsate around her through the doors and windows. Yes, she much preferred nature and her temple to the harsh training areas.
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Michael was still on the pilot seat. He hadnt went to bed for maybe three or more days. He had no time to sleep when he needed to pilot the ship. He had to be there no one knew when there will be an asteroid rain or bad weather that might damage the ship. He only took a few naps when he had the time and he could put the ship on autopilot. The guys here were nice, but he was the only one that could pilot the ship, no one else was assigne, but that was ok he liked piloting in quiet, but he didnt mind some company sometimes. Micheal was leaned back on his seat and was looking at the sun seeing that it was rising, which ment that it was morning in Eve. He wondered when they are going to land... it will be soon there is a little way left. Michael's eyes were bloody red and he could how the sleep was coming to him, he needed some break. Mickey released a loud yawn and turned his head looking over his shoulder hearing some of the doors opening, which meant that the crew was awake... He really needed someone to make him company so he won't fell a sleep... Mickey was wondering if he should put the ship on autopilot, the sky was clear he couldnt see any troble on the horison and there was nothing on the radar, so he guessed that it will be fine to rest for an hour. But he still stayed awake waiting to see if the captain will order something again.
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Sarah walked out of the training room and turned of the Holo program she was using to train with. She picked up shadow and said to the panther cub lets go to the temple and see if there are any interesting news mommy wants to go out and kill something. she headed out to the meeting room and pushed a button that turned on the intercom system she had and told the fellow crew members she was leaving and going to the temple things better be kept in order while she is gone . She then left her Manson and took the nice walk to the temple. She soon got there and putting her pet down she opened the doors to the place and walked in shutting the doors behind her and her pet. she took a look around the place and smiled the place was clean and shiny and then she caught sight of the priestess at the alter. priestess Oak do you have any messages from me from the nature anything out there we need to kill . she never called the girl by her first name unless she wanted the girl in her bedchamber . Sarah was getting bored so she hoped the priestess would have heard about some action from the wild so she could go out and kill something .
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Delaena snapped out of her reverie and bowed her head to the other woman. She was younger, but the priestess had never questioned the war mistress' orders. That would mean death. The trees have been whispering, she said, clasping her hands in front of her and walking slowly out of the temple, leading the war mistress out under the greened shade of the trees. The cast of the light made Delaena's fair skin almost ghostly, ill-looking. See the leaves rustling? They anticipate something. The oldest, the tallest, the ones who have been there longest, they say something is changing. The air is different. She breathed deeply and rested a hand on the trunk of an old maple. Even I can smell it, lately. Whatever it is... Something is coming, and soon. she looked at Sarah seriously. The air feels different. Sharper. More aware. usually air is the one element that doesn't care for anything at all, it passes by and changes with every moment, without really changing. But now it's interested. She frowned. If she had the ability to read the air, the priestess would probably rule over all of womankind. That was the type of power the air had. But I cannot say when, or where this change will occur. She dropped her hand to her side. I'm sorry, War Mistress.
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Sarah took it all in thinking over and over what the Priestess said . well if the winds are worried that means we shall have a fight on our hands and its about time i had something worth my time fighting killing creatures of eve is driving me nuts i know too much about almost all of them but still there are some i know next to nothing about . She walked over close to oak placed her hands on the woman's shoulders saying i should be getting back but i feel like doing something while Iam here tell me what is fun to do around here? she knew what she wanted and she knew it might not take Delaena long to figure out just wanted Sarah wanted. One of her second favorite things to do besides go out on hunting party's and kill things is to have sex .
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Donovan took a moment in the observation room. He wanted to make sure that his fears, and by extension his waking up, had been accurate. He was unfortunately right at the start. He offered another yawn, gazing outside for a moment just watching the sun spin around the planet Eve. He hadn't been told exactly why they were orbiting the planet. Or if had been told the honest truth, he had forgotten it. It seemed like Men were always orbiting the planet for one reason or another. It didn't really matter though, he probably wouldn't have been given the full details anyway. He was only a grunt anyway, a really well trained grunt but a grunt none the less. He released a deep sigh and rubbed his eyes as he exited the observation deck. He wasn't sure where to go from here. He could go to the mess hall, but hunger hadn't really had the opportunity to set in yet. He could probably go to the armory or the war room but he was still a tad too tired to keep himself steady with a weapon, at least in this particular and relatively safe environment. He found himself in the hull and he knew he had to make a decision as to where he wanted to go. He wondered what was going on with their pilot, Michael. He made his way towards the cockpit of the ship. He walked in casually letting his hand rest upon the upper support beam. Hey Michael. Anything going on? He asked letting his eyes wander out the cockpit scanners for a moment. How long since you slept last? You look ragged as Hell.
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Mickey's eyes were starting to close, but he started winking rapidly trying to stay awake. He had to stay awake, if something bad happens he will be needed to fly the ship out of this place. Mickey looked out seeing the sun cicling around Eve, the sky was so calm and it was like this for days there was nothing, nothing that can damage the ship... Mickey was kind of pissed and he was thinking of going back to his room and falling a sleep, but then he heard a voice that sounded like Donovon. He turned his head a little looking at the guy as he spoke Maybe 3 or maybe more days He said with a tired look on his face You know I have to stay awake... Who knows whatwill happen He said again and leaned back on his seat. If only there was one more manassaigned for a secound pilot, but there wasnt and he had to take care of everything around here. Michael moved a hand on his face and closed his eyes and started rubbing them wit his fingers... Oh man, he was so so tired Ill pass out if I continue like this He said and opened his eyes looking back at Donovon.
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A large explosion could be heard suddenly, followed by a scratching noise of metal against metal. Light in both the observation deck as the pilot room would be flashing by now, a delicious red color. The light flashed on and off for what seemed hours until if finally turned orange. The color indicated a fire and a hull breach. The emergency safety mechanisms would have kicked in sooner, yet they had not. Just when the light turned orange Lance entered the room. The man had the widest grin on his blackened face. He was covered in burned cinders and dust. He coughed up a some black smoke as he took a seat on one of the chairs. He flexed his left arm and threw a strange device on the table. A large Thud- was heard when it impacted. Captain! He yelled on the top of his lungs. He did not even register if the man was present or not, simply howling down the corridors of the ship. I have made progress on my new design. The mark II Leviathan appears to be fully capable. Its effectiveness has acceded my original expectations by 21,45. He beamed as he said that, an innocent childish grin almost. Also I will be requiring new quarters. My previous one is missing. He beamed once more as he grabbed a small wrench and placed it on the weapon, casually whistling a tune as he began to tinker on it.
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Altair's trip up to the cockpit was short but kept getting interrupted. Mostly it was engineers asking him to sign off on something or a soldier asking for some advice. It was the same old thing since they began orbit and was expected. Entering the cockpit he noticed Michael speaking to a grunt and just waved over in their direction trying not to interrupt. He sat in his seat high above the monitors where he could watch everyone work. Computer open my transmission. Again his transmission was routine they informed him of the progress that was being made and the war plans. He requested to lead the calvary in their attack and was denied which pissed him off. His men where the best of the best hand picked by Altair himself he made sure they were in top notch. But once again due to being one of the youngest captain's they thought he wasn't ready. Closing his transmission with a huff the lights began to flicker before turning orange. Altair was about to jump into action but Lance came stumbing through the door. With a smile he sat back down in his chair knowing they weren't in immediate danger. Listening to the excited scientist made him chuckle. I'm glad you succeeded in your project. I'll find you a replacement as soon as possible. He brought up a holographic screen and scheduled for the replacement. Speaking of replacements Michael I've started training one of the cadets to fill in for you so that you can atleast get some sleep from time to time. He's more of a sub than anything feel free to call on him if you find it neccessary. With his more captain like duties on hold for a while he could relax. Other than that how's everyone feeling?
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Shane was woken suddenly from the explosion that echoed threw out the ship, he just got up and ran out of his room just grabbing a gun before going to investigate what the hell had happened on the ship. He ran threw the halls his gun pointed to the ground as he moved around the ship looking for anything that could be happening, he was surprised that he did not see anyone else on alert or running to where the explosion had come from, was he the only one that was working as security on the dam ship!? He started to pick up speed moving faster since he had not run into any problems as yet. He had finally came to the area where it looked like something had gone off and there was smoke still moving threw the halls just before the cockpit SHIT. He ran and move strait in his gun at the ready to fire at anyone or anything that could be a threat then he saw Altair and Lance. What the hell is going on here Captain!? He asked as he went into the room beginning a search of the room making sure everything was OK in the captains area. Are we under attack or what? That explosion or what ever it was almost threw me out of my bed. He said as he finished clearing the room and then let his gun drop to his side. Looking to both the men waiting for them to explain what the hell was going on to him.
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The priestess looked critically at her War Mistress. It was no secret the... appetite of the younger woman. Delaena herself had experienced her tastes first-hand. One hand lifted to the crossed ties that closed the front of her white robe. It didn't leave much to the imagination, but that was their way. Hells, if Delaena had her way she'd do her pratising in the nude. Unfortunately, that was too much for most of the other of her order, and there was no sense in bringing discomfort. She loosened the front, letting it fall open. If I may, War Mistress, she said softly, There isn't much different from your last visit. she leaned up against the trunk of the large tree behind her, the silky material of the robe slipping off her shoulders. Most days she would lead the woman into the temple, but after spending days consecrating it, Delaena wasn't too eager to clean sex out of it. Sex was sticky, it didn't like to leave. Instead, she pressed her back up against the tree, keeping her eyes locked on Sarah's.
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Lance was busy with the last adjustments on his . Thing? When he felt a tingle on the hairs in his neck. It was faint and lasted only a few seconds, yet it had been a warning instinct. He dismissed it and gathered his newest project in his arms. My.. My. He said calmly as he entered the area that nested the pilot and his navigator. Arent we looking just deliciously worn out. He pressed finger against the pilots cheek and poked it a few times. Sleep deprivation can lead to all sorts of wonderful things, death being the most boring of course. He poked his cheek again a few times before he finally stood up. I expect your ass in med-bay within two minutes. Any second later and I will have grunt over here shoot you in the perineum. He patted Donavans shoulder as if that was confirmation enough to allow him to shoot the pilot if necessary. Ill get the scalpel ready. He said casually as he turned around and made his way towards the med-bay, whistling a tune that was horribly inappropriate for such a dreary setting. Upon entering the med-bay he grabbed some supplies he might need and began preparing his knifes. Little did the man know that within five minutes time he would be the only one chuckling and enjoying the massive g-forces while the ASS-Eclipse went on a collision course down to the nearby planet, shattering into large fragments just before actually slamming into the surface.
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Michael looked around seeing the captain coming as well he smiled when he heard that the captain was training a cadate to help him out while he sleeps. Thanks cap... Ill take a rest latter He said with a smile and turned around looking back out at the planate Eve, that looked so green even from a far. A color that it couldnt be seen in Adam, there was no nature there, and he hoped he could finally see what it was like. Michael saw as some other of the crew were coming in, but he didnt really turn any attention to them, he was tired to listen to what everybody was saying or to even look at them, his eyes were closed and he was going to fall a sleep, but he didnt really knew it, he was so tired that nothing was going to wake him if he starts sleeping. But then Mickey felt someone poking his cheek, his eyes were only half way open and he could beraly see who it was. But some secounds latter his vision got normal and he saw that Lance was in front of him, talking to him and poking his cheek which made him blush. Mickey quickly opened his eyes as he heard what Lance said Ok Ok Ill be there He said and backed off a little... Even though Lance was always like this Michael thought that it was cute,and he kind of liked him. Michael shook his head and saw Lance leaving. He turned around and left the ship on auto pilot vefore leaving the cockpit and heading to the med bey. He was kind of scarred what will Lance do to him, he heard the word scalpel and that got him nervous, but he calmed down. In a minute latter Mickey entered the med-bey, just on time and walked to Lance HeyHe said and looked down at the table and saw the knives which made him nervouse again.
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Altair watched as Shane came bursting into the cockpit and got up from his seat. He jumped down from his seat down to the seasoned weapon speacialist. Woah woah calm down. He waved his hand across the room showing him that everyone was ok. Well everyone is alive and there's no invasion so you put away the gun soldier. Lance was just working on his... experiments and it resulted in a minor explosion. Our ship is one of the safest and most durable ones out there. It would take a lot more to endanger us. Unfortunately the captain's words were a little too true. He watched Michael leave after Lance but dismissed it. The ship would do just fine on it own even if they got attacked it would perform the neccessary functions. I like your reaction time though soldier. What's your name? Altair tried his best to get to know every one on the ship but knowing all the names on the ship took a lot even for their grand brain power. However he did know them all by face and could recognize him and his duties on the ship.