:Grieve:
She didn't see him today. Not in the hangar, not on the bridge, not even in the galley. No, Mu La Flaga was nowhere to be seen. She hadn't heard his loud voice or cocky remarks for the entire day. She was starting to get worried. She had already searched the whole ship for him, even in the Skygraspers, and now she was checking in the last place she could think of Mu being, his quarters. She walked up to his door and hit the buzzer.
"Mu? Mu, whether you're in there or not im coming in." Her voice rang out throughout his quarters, but no one responded to it.
She let out a slightly frustrated sigh as she punched in the code to his door. She watched is swish open in front of her, took a step forward intro his room, and shut the door behind her before going any further.
His room was dark, no light what so ever. She looked the room over once trying to make out any sort of figure that looked like Mu, or even a person at all. She had to strain her eyes extra hard to make out a shadow on the bed. She approached it with caution, she was pretty sure it was Mu, but just in case.
"Mu?" She called out to the form, but no one answered.
As she got closer to the shadowy outline of a person she was positive that this man was Mu. She slowly approached him and sat gingerly on the edge of the bed next to him. He was staring at the floor, she was starting to wonder if he even knew she was there.
"Mu?" She tried again, this time touching his arm gently.
Still Nothing.
"Mu La Flaga!" She instantly regretted snapping like that once she saw what she never would have dreamed of seeing coming from the "Hawk of Endymion," and never wanted to see again for that matter.
Even though titles mean nothing to her, she new Mu was a strong man, but that doesn't matter anymore. A single tear escaped each of Mu's eyes, falling from his chin and hitting the floor in between his feet. The only thing she could think of doing in the situation was wrapping her arms around him, trying to help him lift whatever burden he was carrying off his shoulders, and she did, because she was probably the only one on board that ship that knew that it's alright to grieve every once and a while.
:ok…I just wanted to say to Dominus…it may look like I took these drabble ideas from your story "possibilities" but I didn't…I've had thoughts swimming around in my head for quite some time now, but I never sorted them out enough to make anything out of them…this drabble got to be like your "Frozen" drabble…but I gave it a significant difference…so…I hope their isn't going to be any trouble with this or any confusion…I just felt that I needed to clear that…--lithiumflower:
