Peace reigned for a time as the Silver Arrow continued its silent sojourn
through the cold reaches of space. Shadow gazed out the window of the
common room, twirling a black sword hilt around in a gloved hand. Half of
him looked at the unfamiliar constellations, the other half stared into the
faint reflection of his crimson eyes, but all of him thought back to his
days on the ARK.
Maria's soft blue eyes shined on him in his memories. "How ironic that I strive to give others a chance to be happy, for I feel I shall never know such a feeling again..." His thumb strayed to a button, and his countenance basked in the sudden crimson glow of the alien beamsword. "And yet I continue, perhaps out of foolhardiness..."
--You're too hard on yourself.-- spoke a familiar voice in his mind.
Shadow didn't bother turning around, though how he knew Mewtwo was speaking to him from elsewhere was anyone's guess. "Am I? I was built for power, created out of hate. I am a weapon, not a thing to be loved. This is my only purpose, and no reward awaits me. The only hands extended to me are moved by pity."
--All save one. Be thankful it was there.--
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The PA system crackled to life.
"This is your Captain speaking-" "Falcon, gimme that!" "-be arriving at our destination shortly, please gather your belongings," "I'm gonna count to three!" "-in the forward upright position and form an orderly line to the—" "Onetwothree!" [THUD]
...
"[ahem] Sorry 'bout that, guys. Seriously though, this is Fox, and we are approaching the Zeg'ra homeworld. Get to your stations."
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Link clenched his fingers on the turret controls, but all went smoothly as the craft landed on the surface of the desolate red planet. "It's like they're inviting us in," he mused.
Elfshire here, yeah, it's really short, and it's been nearly a year since the last update, but hey! You have two choices: Quit griping. Send me money. Leave more of a review than "coll, keep goin"
Personally, I'd like option two, but anyone who does options one and three is okay in my book.
Maria's soft blue eyes shined on him in his memories. "How ironic that I strive to give others a chance to be happy, for I feel I shall never know such a feeling again..." His thumb strayed to a button, and his countenance basked in the sudden crimson glow of the alien beamsword. "And yet I continue, perhaps out of foolhardiness..."
--You're too hard on yourself.-- spoke a familiar voice in his mind.
Shadow didn't bother turning around, though how he knew Mewtwo was speaking to him from elsewhere was anyone's guess. "Am I? I was built for power, created out of hate. I am a weapon, not a thing to be loved. This is my only purpose, and no reward awaits me. The only hands extended to me are moved by pity."
--All save one. Be thankful it was there.--
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The PA system crackled to life.
"This is your Captain speaking-" "Falcon, gimme that!" "-be arriving at our destination shortly, please gather your belongings," "I'm gonna count to three!" "-in the forward upright position and form an orderly line to the—" "Onetwothree!" [THUD]
...
"[ahem] Sorry 'bout that, guys. Seriously though, this is Fox, and we are approaching the Zeg'ra homeworld. Get to your stations."
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Link clenched his fingers on the turret controls, but all went smoothly as the craft landed on the surface of the desolate red planet. "It's like they're inviting us in," he mused.
Elfshire here, yeah, it's really short, and it's been nearly a year since the last update, but hey! You have two choices: Quit griping. Send me money. Leave more of a review than "coll, keep goin"
Personally, I'd like option two, but anyone who does options one and three is okay in my book.