Nap
by Alhazred
I don't own it. Don't sue me.
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Warm… nice and warm. Why is darkness always warm? And why do I always get tired at the worst of times? I feel like what the humans call a 'louse,' laying here, resting while Stith runs to help, and probably to avenge me. I probably looked like I was dieing.
I knew that stupid thing wasn't what it looked like, I KNEW it. Even I was lucky to survive that, I can honestly say that's the worst point blank explosion I've ever suffered. Yes, you could say I'm tolerant against bodily harm. Braving one too many perils like that probably gave me brain damage, probably why I sound like a mad scientist when I talk.
But I don't mind. I like having purpose. And being the resident brainiac, my purpose might be limited past solving things. But it isn't. I've been ridiculed before, but among my friends… among my friends it's different. I brighten the mood, cheer them up, give them a laugh when they need it, and all I need to do is make conversation.
I think even Korso enjoyed my company for those very reasons. Preed would be a stretch, people like him seldom appreciate light moods. He's always been cold, long before this. But even so…
I think I frighten Cale in one of those weird ways. Well, I can't help it if I need to view maps from different angles to make sure my calculations are accurate, heh heh. Despite all his hostility towards any good motive, I think I had the largest effect on him out of everyone, however subtle that is…
And Akima, Akima is definitely one of a kind. Not the cosmic castaway type like Cale, not the cruelly efficient type like Korso… well, maybe when she's flying, but I think she goes beyond that when she's flying. I never could tell if I amused her or annoyed her. But I suppose she appreciates that I'm not a pervert like Preed, at the very least.
I probably fascinate Stith, though I doubt she sees it like that. Her being a Mantrin with an insatiable love for the battlefield, and here I am, something drastically different. She'll probably want to kill me for 'making' her think I'm dead.
I need to get up… as much as I want to crawl into my bed and sleep for a day, I need to get up. I should've gotten up as soon as I could have, what if I'm too late to help? But what could I do in this situation anyway? And why is the ship shaking…
Uh oh.
Drej. Of course it's them. Who else? Bastards. Thinking they have the only right to life because they're made of energy. How dare they… wait, maybe there's something I can do after all…
I hope I remember how to fly this thing. It's been awhile. I've never even fired the guns. First time for everything. Just gotta ease away from the mooring…
Aha, perfect. And… Cale? Space walking on the Titan? They're alive! Well, Cale's alive, but I prefer to be an optimist. And… uh oh, he'll never survive those Stingers firing at him for long. I can do something after all! I wish I could see his face as he saw that Stinger explode, but I don't have time to look. Gotta at least drive 'em back to the Alahenena….
"I finished my nap! Whose yer daddy? Gune's yer daddy! Fry, Drej!"