The dullness moan of the airconditioning unit droned on and on, and it finally put Rinoa to sleep. The dark blue walls against grey flooring gave the room a certain gloomy sensation in the air. Maybe it was just because of what she was going through now that gave her this sort of emotions. Quistis slowly sat down softly beside the sleeping figure, and reached her arm out for the figure's hair. She gently ran her fingers through her wavy hair. The figure stirred. Quistis smiled.
"Rinoa dear, its getting late. We have a plane to catch." Quistis mumbled. Rinoa stirred again. A smile formed on the Captain's face.
Squall shut down the primary systems of the Annihilator, and stepped the defenses down. he had the computer sensors do a detailed sweep around the city, and had located this abandoned warehouse. The red craft touched down lightly on the soft rubber flooring of the warehouse. Dust swirled around the landing area, and the metallic hum of the core engines turned down. The particles of dust languidly spiraled down to the ground. A gloved hand fingered the sensor display, and the door slit back. A leader boot was placed soildly on the rubber ground. He stepped out. The clang of his gunblade accidentally hit the door, a sound produced. The lone tall figure walked. Rubber against rubber, almost noiselessly. He had beaten the other craft, before settling down at this location. The Annihilator had unleashed two sidewinders at the craft, and in response, the craft powered up beyond its designed capabilities, so thus breaching its own warp core. The pilot, of course had ejected away to safety. But that meant that Squall was free, and had time to think about his next course of action. Immediately after destroying the craft, Squall had the Annihilator warp to the source of which the fighters had been dispatched, and personally decommisioned all the remainding fighters into oblivion, but not before uploading critical information about the structure and organization of this world. Now that he was here, he left time for the computers to figure out the places of interest, at least to him. He glanced out of the warehouse window. It was then the vastness of this beautiful city struck him.
Tall elegant building, built of glass and steel, noiseless aircars cruising to and fro. Blue vast skies spanning for many millions of miles. Beautiful, Squall thought. If only, if only I could live in this world where death does not exist. His longing eyes still transfixed to the far and beyond. He sighed.
"Rinoa dear, its getting late. We have a plane to catch." Quistis mumbled. Rinoa stirred again. A smile formed on the Captain's face.
Squall shut down the primary systems of the Annihilator, and stepped the defenses down. he had the computer sensors do a detailed sweep around the city, and had located this abandoned warehouse. The red craft touched down lightly on the soft rubber flooring of the warehouse. Dust swirled around the landing area, and the metallic hum of the core engines turned down. The particles of dust languidly spiraled down to the ground. A gloved hand fingered the sensor display, and the door slit back. A leader boot was placed soildly on the rubber ground. He stepped out. The clang of his gunblade accidentally hit the door, a sound produced. The lone tall figure walked. Rubber against rubber, almost noiselessly. He had beaten the other craft, before settling down at this location. The Annihilator had unleashed two sidewinders at the craft, and in response, the craft powered up beyond its designed capabilities, so thus breaching its own warp core. The pilot, of course had ejected away to safety. But that meant that Squall was free, and had time to think about his next course of action. Immediately after destroying the craft, Squall had the Annihilator warp to the source of which the fighters had been dispatched, and personally decommisioned all the remainding fighters into oblivion, but not before uploading critical information about the structure and organization of this world. Now that he was here, he left time for the computers to figure out the places of interest, at least to him. He glanced out of the warehouse window. It was then the vastness of this beautiful city struck him.
Tall elegant building, built of glass and steel, noiseless aircars cruising to and fro. Blue vast skies spanning for many millions of miles. Beautiful, Squall thought. If only, if only I could live in this world where death does not exist. His longing eyes still transfixed to the far and beyond. He sighed.