Floodwaters
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Halna System - Approaching Halna I
Concordia Veil - Cabin 1
A quiet tone sounded in Sienna's cabin, rousing her from her light sleep. A monotone, heavily digitized voice spoke in a broken, arrhythmic pattern through the tinny-sounding intercom speaker set in the wall by the door, "Approaching set destination. Continuum distortion drive... Will disengage in... Thirty minutes."
Not bothering to stifle her yawn, the young woman sat up in her still-made bottom bunk, still fully clothed and on top of the blankets. She took a moment to look around her for what must have been the hundredth time, smiling to herself in satisfaction yet again. The cabin was small and sparsely decorated, its bare metal and spartan furniture more likened to a miner's berth or even a low-sec prison cell than a domicile, but it was all hers. She had never been able to make that claim, and it felt incredible to be able to now. Swinging her legs to the floor, she rose to her feet and took a few steps away from the bed to the desk on the opposite wall, picking up the PHC which sat on an induction pad atop its surface. She fixed it to her wrist, checked that it was charged, and turned to move to the cabin door.
Scratching the back of her head and ruffling her hair to work away her bed-head, she pushed the blinking light on the intercom panel. "Alert the others," she replied to the computerized voice, holding the button down. "Tell Amelia to meet me in the cockpit, and get Oreza to prep the suits and gather some ammo." Releasing the button, she yanked the hatch's release handle, letting the door whoosh open, and stepped out into the common area. She glanced to her right towards the galley hatch, but after a moment's hesitation, decided she wasn't hungry; there might be time for a meal once they were safely landed on the Black Moon and their business was taken care of. For now, however, there was work to be done.
Walking past the small couch and vidscreen, she opened the door from the crew quarters and headed out into the main corridor, her boots clanking on the metal floor as she made her way to the cockpit.
Concordia Veil - Cabin 1
A quiet tone sounded in Sienna's cabin, rousing her from her light sleep. A monotone, heavily digitized voice spoke in a broken, arrhythmic pattern through the tinny-sounding intercom speaker set in the wall by the door, "Approaching set destination. Continuum distortion drive... Will disengage in... Thirty minutes."
Not bothering to stifle her yawn, the young woman sat up in her still-made bottom bunk, still fully clothed and on top of the blankets. She took a moment to look around her for what must have been the hundredth time, smiling to herself in satisfaction yet again. The cabin was small and sparsely decorated, its bare metal and spartan furniture more likened to a miner's berth or even a low-sec prison cell than a domicile, but it was all hers. She had never been able to make that claim, and it felt incredible to be able to now. Swinging her legs to the floor, she rose to her feet and took a few steps away from the bed to the desk on the opposite wall, picking up the PHC which sat on an induction pad atop its surface. She fixed it to her wrist, checked that it was charged, and turned to move to the cabin door.
Scratching the back of her head and ruffling her hair to work away her bed-head, she pushed the blinking light on the intercom panel. "Alert the others," she replied to the computerized voice, holding the button down. "Tell Amelia to meet me in the cockpit, and get Oreza to prep the suits and gather some ammo." Releasing the button, she yanked the hatch's release handle, letting the door whoosh open, and stepped out into the common area. She glanced to her right towards the galley hatch, but after a moment's hesitation, decided she wasn't hungry; there might be time for a meal once they were safely landed on the Black Moon and their business was taken care of. For now, however, there was work to be done.
Walking past the small couch and vidscreen, she opened the door from the crew quarters and headed out into the main corridor, her boots clanking on the metal floor as she made her way to the cockpit.
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