forum Destination: The Front (Fire and Ice)

Started January 24, 2019 by @Mr.Misfit

tune

"If we don't get you out, most likely target practice or something like that. Trust me, it's not going to be quick, and it's going to be painful."

Brella gave him a sly, sideways look, "Dominants aren't the 'time-out' type. Especially when you're trying to kill them. If they just don't like you, that's another story. In this case though, you're not gonna be captured. So my advice…." she said, sliding him her rifle, "Don't die."

"Okay, sweetie," Griffin mocked, a slight smirk on his face, "I guess I won't die, then."

Brella looked Griffin straight in the eyes, "When this is all over, win or lose, I'm gonna bust your kneecaps." She turned to Kepler, "You gonna be alright, Kep? I don't want you shaken up in combat."

"And there's the threat." Crisp chuckles a little bit. "I'll help ya Brella." Crisp chuckles a bit more.

"Yup, I'm fine. Nothing I can't handle since fighting is basically my second nature." She added.

"Then you all get some rest. I don't know if ya'll got some sleep in the last hour, but I'm fine to keep an eye on things."

Brella sat down and stared at the screen, "I'll keep an eye on things here. Let me know if you find space slugs or something…."

"Will do." Crisp sits down, double checking if he has everything, and after he does that, just hums to himself for a while.

"Wake me when we're ready to go, Ima catch some z's" Griffin heads down to the sleeping quarters, and jumps on a bed, landing on his back.

Kepler stays up with Brella, not needing to sleep and not having ability to fall asleep. She sat in the chair next to her and looked out to space.

Kepler, Brella noticed, stayed awake, staring off at something. Brella considered just letting her stay there, but she just couldn't. Kepler had been through too much, and Brella wouldn't just let her stick around.

"We've got a long ways to go, Kep," Brella said, not looking up from her station, "Get some sleep. I'll let you know when we get there."

"Uhh, I don't need to sleep." She answered, rubbing her neck. She looked to Brella and leaned back and relaxed in her chair.

Crisp falls asleep in his chair, dreaming about his old friends. He's still humming somehow, but you hear him say something about "I wish you were here… or that I could find you…"

Brella tosses a casual glance in Crisp's direction, then turns to Kepler, "I don't wanna ask about home, but since you ain't gonna sleep, I gotta ask. Was there any kinda music that you guys played? Something the Lektra were famous for?" When Kepler threw her an odd look, she added, "I wanted to create a sort of anthem for the Alpha-Beta Coalition, (Which I'm now realizing is shortened to ABC!) and I wanted to add in some music from the new species joining in."

"No we didn't have any type of music, we communicated through our minds kind of even though we were able to talk." She said, she didn't notice that she said more than what she wanted to.

"Ya'll are telepaths?" Brella asked, eyes wide, " I could never figure out how that works. I always thought it was cool though. Lovuthans' greatest trick is utilizing pure energy and making music by shooting each other," She chuckled to herself, then stood up and demonstrated, "We don't actually feel it, because we just aim for the wings. Our wings, being energy, are energy-resonant. They vibrate kinda weirdly when hit by lasers of varying frequencies, and it creates a sound like an electronic keyboard…." Brella trailed off as she realized she was rambling, and sat down, smiling sadly, "Sorry, I'm probably not helping."

"No, it's fine." She said while a smile tugged at her lips. "We didn't feel like talking really because it took a lot of energy. It was kinda invasive sometimes because if you weren't paying attention you could give away all personal information."

"I can tell!" Brella said, a wide grin on her face, "This is the most I've gotten outta you since we met. Granted, that wasn't all that long ago, and I did try to shoot you, but… still. It's nice." Brella rolled her chair around to face Kepler, "Maybe, one day, we'll be able to go to Love. My home. See if the Dominant's overthrow of the Theocracy actual made it bearable." She chuckled, "Some places were a little dull even before humans came along."

Brella got up and stretched, "We'll be there in a few hours… maybe around 5. Sometime between now and that time, I want you to get some sleep. Regardless of whether you need it or not. You'll be better off."

Kepler listened and smiled at the… compliment? "No, I was serious about that, I don't need to sleep. Lektran's don't have the ability to sleep. We recharge by food or blue sun energy."

Griffin wakes, unable to fall asleep, and goes up to the cockpit. "Hi Brell, Kep. How're you two holding up?"

Kepler groaned at the name. "Ok, from now on no nicknames for me." She then remembered what Griffin asked and turned to him. "Pretty good."

Crisp is still asleep, he mutters something sounding like "I love you guys…"

Griffin just stares at Crisp awkwardly. "Should we just wake him up? He's a bit…weird…when he talks in his sleep."

"I'm not weird… you ar…"

"I'm waking him up," Griffin walks over to Crisp, smirked, and practically screams in his ear, "WAKE UP WEIRDO!"

Crisp startles awake
"Wha.. Griffin? Seriously?"

"Just your lovely neighborhood jackass!" Griffin gestures towards himself, "The one and only! Seriously though, if you're gonna talk in your sleep, go to the sleeping quarters. You are both weird and loud."

Crisp gets up, and shoves Griffin lightly, laughing, and goes to the crew quarters, then falls back asleep.

Griffin calls after him, "Love ya!" he jokes, and chuckles a bit.