Chapter 1
The sun shone in through the large, wall sized window of the captains quarters and straight onto the unmade double bed with its red bedding bearing the Typhoon Raiders logo, the sheets all over one side as if someone had left in a hurry that morning.
On the opposite side of the room stood an open metal door out of which shone the bright, harsh artificial white light that was always found on ships and stations, through the door could be heard the sound of running water.
Suddenly the water stopped and out of the shower cubicle stepped Captain Arius Terrian, he stood there for a few seconds looking round for his towel, he was about 6'6" and thin with well defined muscles. His blonde hair came down just past the tops of his ears and his bright ice blue eyes pierced into the deepest realms of your soul.
Reaching for his towel he pulled it round his waist and walked back into the bedroom still dripping wet, he took one look at the bed and chuckled to himself.
"Didn't even say goodbye," Arius muttered to himself with a deep powerful voice.
He glanced out of the window at the sun.
"Its looks so much bigger here than on Earth," he thought to himself, "but I suppose we are a lot closer to it."
He walked over to the massive window and stared not at the sun, which was filtered enough through all the layers of the glass so as you could look directly at it, but instead looked down to the planet below, the ice cap spreading like a frozen white plague over the very top.
"I will never forget this view," he said a smile creeping up one side of his well defined face.
Glancing over at the digital clock embedded in the wall, he decided it was probably time to get dressed and actually do something that didn't involve a bed and a member of his crew.
He looked around for his fresh uniform, which didn't take him long as it was in the same place it always was, and put it on, he noticed the shirt seemed a little tight round his chest and wondered if all his working out was finally showing.
He made a mental note to request the next size up when they got the next shipment of clothes and walked out the door set in the wall opposite the window.
Stepping out into the corridor he looked left and right wondering which way to go. He could go left, have a jog, go via the crew quarters to find his illusive playmate, and stop by the mess hall before going up to the bridge, or, he could go right and walk round to the bridge stopping at the vending machine to beat a snack out of it and just wait till lunch.
He decided this morning he was well rested enough to warrant a jog so set off left down the corridor heading towards the crew quarters.