Thread: Marooned [Kosmik_Khaos and Sigr]

The Artemis cut silently through the void of space swiftly approaching a small green planet. The ship was just over a mile long and nearly a quarter as wide at it's widest. A ship of it's size was far from uncommon, in fact some of the dreadnoughts that floated amongst were over fifty times the size of the Artemis. What made this ship special though was it was the only one known of it's kind. The clicking of heels filled the all but empty corridor. A lone woman of average height walked briskly down the hall, her shapely legs encased in a pair of thigh high boots. The tight tan breeches she wore hugged, in her opinion her most feminine trait, her hips. A skin tight white tank top that was tucked into her breeches and a deep violet jacket hanging in the crook of her left arm completed her outfit. Glancing down at herself she let out a sigh, she was just getting undressed to enjoy a long soak when Artemis alerted of a nearly decade old distress beacon. Running her thin, nimble fingers through the close cut, nearly white blond hair she growled. Seriously Artemis? This signal is barely there. If it wasn't for how advanced you are we wouldn't have even known about it. I'm fairly certain no one could find it but you. Turning at a closed door it instantly opened for her. Stepping into the room her slender body took on an air of absolute command. Her mismatched eyes scanned the room. The organic left eye, a vibrant shade of emerald moving laterally over the room, while the right eye's , a replacement given to her forcefully by Artemis, multiple cameras that acted as pupils flitted in all directions. Talia, we have been given directions by Artemis to send a probe to the surface. I know Mr. Slink. Talia replied to the creature that resembled a oddly functioning mix of avian and reptilian features. Should I? He questioned. Closing her eyes and pinching the bridge of her nose between her eyes she let out another heavy sigh. Artemis is rather curious about this beacon so I will indulge her this time. Send the probe and get ready a landing vessel, I will be going surface side. Still massaging the spot between her eyes she let out another low growl of frustration. Also as much I as appreciate it Mr. Slink, staring at what little of a chest I have isn't as flattering to me as you may consider. Letting the jacket fall from the crook of her arm she swung it around her shoulders and rest on them without putting her arms through the sleeves. Mr. Slink didn't even blink at her comment and just nodded looking away from her chest and back to his console. Artemis, you big ancient bitch. This better be worth my time. Talia cursed under her breath before turning from the room and back out into the empty corridor heading towards the docking bay. Less than an hour later Talia was piloting a small cruiser through the planet's atmosphere. The probe sent ahead of her was feeding Artemis info, who was in return directly feeding it into Talia's head. The planet can sustain life, has life, and the air isn't toxic to me. Good to know. There are no signs of intelligent life or ancient societies, and the only clue we have is a decade old cruiser that is nearly completely overgrown and you still insist I go look at it. She grumbled knowing that Artemis could hear her complaints but didn't let them bother her. Ripping across the night sky Talia made it to the wreckage and set spotlights on the near overgrown remains. I don't see anything. She said looking out at the ship both eyes scanning it for signs of survivors. Artemis? A brief pause. Alright so you see nothing either. Well time to go check what's inside. Landing Talia exited the small craft wielding a stunner in her right hand, her left resting on the grip of her firearm. Hello? Anyone one in there? She called out as she cautiously made her way towards the seemingly abandoned ship.