The vast expanse of outer space is filled with strange dots of light in far-off distances, and depressingly little else. The only objects to be readily discerned are the grayish-silver moon, the blue-green planet it orbits, and the insignificant humanoid shape floating somewhere between them. A person drifting between celestial bodies is a peculiar enough sight in it's own right; this particular instance particularly so. The shape is that of a girl, still graced with youth, wearing a soldier's uniform mainly dark-blue in color, torn in several places. From the tears, wounds and punctures could be seen in her skin, from which droplets of blood would occasionally flow and drift behind her as tiny scarlet globes. Atop her head rested her most prominent features; not her faintly violet hair, but rather, the tall rabbit-like ears protruding from her crown.
Despite currently residing in a near-vacuum, she displayed a distinct lack of the qualities a person dying from asphyxiation would; or any of the other negative symptoms that unprotected exposure to outer space would generally induce in humans. Combined with the manner in which she appeared to be easily directing her course of travel without any visible propulsion apparatus, it would seem she was simply oblivious to the laws of physics. The only hint of discomfort she showed, bleeding aside, was in her red eyes. They had a deadness about them, the kind displayed by people whose minds are far detached from their physical bodies.
"So much violence… so much blood…" the thoughts skittered across her mind, her consciousness dulled by the blood loss and sheer fatigue.
Just have to… get somewhere calm…
I'm sure… Earth will be a calmer place…
She hardly seemed to have a care for particular destinations as she accelerated towards the planet before her, evidently unconcerned with being burnt in the atmosphere. Her eyes lazily closed, and her mind succumbed to exhaustion as she drifted further in space, trusting gravity to take her somewhere nice.