Thread: Hero Of The Day (Demure.Obsession and Krys Snape)

How had it turned out this way? The ship had been on course and running smoothly. Lunette had systems to auto pilot and had stalked off to rest her eyes for a few hours while the ship maintained its journey. She had just slipped into her bedding tube and activated the heating gel, she peered around the chamber one last time, before closing her slate colored eyes. She was a thin slip of a creature,about five feet 3 inches tall, with skin the color of alabaster, hair of sterling silver that slid to just past her knees. Two antenna graced her forehead at the point between her eyebrows, and slicked gracefully back -much like a moth-, nearly camouflaged by her hair. Her body was only lightly muscled, as it stood, her people were quite peaceful, and herbivores as well. She had just started to doze when she was shaken awake by the violent swaying of the ship. She released the valve on her caccoon, and bolted out into the cool air, shivering as she skipped out on toweling herself off, and ran towards the control deck. More than once she slipped and fell on her way there, her sticky, wet wings plastered to her back. Once she made it to the control deck, a horrific site welcomed her. The pannels that controlled the ship had been destroyed, completely gutted. Feeling anxious and shocked, she touched the frayed wires and avoided the sparking cords. H-How? she asked herself, shocked. She was alone on the ship, how could this have happened. Reaching to switch on her com link, she was dismayed to find that she could not send out distress beacon. She looked out to see that the ship was hurtling towards a worm hole, and she desperately tried to repair her control board. Part of her knew she was not going to repair her ship in time. And that part of herself was completely correct. The worm hole sucked her in, the force of which caused her to topple forwards and backwards, she struck her stomach against the hard paneling and knocked the breath right out of herself. Gasping for air, she reached to steady herself, only to be thrown backwards as the ship swayed again. Her head hit something hard, and she found herself groaning in pain, before her eyes closed of their own accord. Vaguely, she noted that she was going to die. When she opened her eyes, some unknown time later, she noticed that she was still alive -miraculously-. The ship was dark, and it seemed that all power had gone out sometime before she had woken up. The stars around her were unfamiliar, and she resisted the urge to cry, because she knew that the ships navigation system would not work because of the sheer amount of destruction and lack of power. She was -for all intensive purposes- free floating in space. Sighing, she quickly continued to try and repair the damage, soon the back up power started up. The ship was dangerously low on power. Her navigation system said that she was close to a planet that she could find fuel on, a planet called Earth. She tapped in the directions and accepted the command, her ship adjusted its path so that it would take the smoothest route to this planet Earth. She hoped that it was a peaceful planet, as she was not exactly equipped to defend herself. Yes, she'd be quite relieved if the inhabitants of Earth were peaceful folk like herself.