Titans of the Stars- War Among the Brave

[Doom]

*tick tock, tick tock*
Mercia could feel time move, the day approaching much faster than she wanted. Before she knew it, her watch was buzzing and beeping. She woke with a start, and shut off her watch. She had fallen asleep in her gear, and didn't feel like combing through her hair this morning. She may have looked terrible, but she had no reason to worry over her appearance. She got up and repacked everything, and slipped her shoes back on. She walked out the door, a tad groggy. She had slept for far too little time. She needed her rest, yet she took a seat in the lobby, no one else awake a full two hours before the sunrise. She let loose a yawn, penetrating the dark silence.

[Jay]

Lien was at the other side of the room, slumped in a chair and sleeping silently. his hair that wasn't back in a ponytail, was up in his face.

[Doom]

Mercia moved cautiously over to Lien, and hesitantly touched his shoulder. "You must have been exhausted to pass out in that chair." She whispered.

[Jay]

Lien's eyes opened slowly. "Hm? Ah, yes. This is busy work." his vioce did not sound as tired as he looked, it fluently spoke, soft as silk.

[Doom]

Mercia jumped away, saying, "Sorry to wake you! You can go back to sleep until sunrise, if you'd like." She felt bad for waking him, but having someone to talk to in the dark was always nice.

[Jay]

"Oh, you're quite fine, miss. I like being awake..." he said, trying not to make her feel bad.

[Doom]

Mercia sat back on the bench, sighing, saying, "I don't. But inability to sleep isn't exactly helping." She let loose another yawn. She took out her pocket encyclopedia, examining the two species that had been accurately cataloged on the continent.

[Jay]

Lien examined the book, finding it boring, he turned away. He wanted to remark something snooty about the book, but was too tired, too nice, and not thinking straight. "Sleep is quite boring. I don't usually partake in the act."

[Doom]

"That may just save your life on this journey. Take a look at this." She turned the encyclopedia to face Lien, and the page was defined by a photograph of a sleeping creature. The creature resembled a cross between a condor and an owl, yet its wings were a silvery sheen. "This beast is a nocturnal hunter. Its average prey consists of about three hundred pounds of meat in one hunt. And this predator isn't very picky. We're nothing more than little targets for a hunter like this."

[Jay]

Lien nodded with a smile. "There are rumors of particularly large ones where we're going." he grinned like it was a joke. "That should be entertaining.~"

[Doom]

Mercia gulped hard, then placed the book back in her pocket. She got up and began pacing. She continually felt on her right thigh, a scarcely noticeable bulge coming from the pocket.

[Jay]

Lien frowned "Scared?" he cocked his head.

[Doom]

"Me? Scared?" She motioned with her hand as if to sweep away the notion. "Don't be silly. As long as I have my trusty weapon at my side, I think I'll be just fine." She pulled out the object she'd been running her hand over and revealed a small pistol-based weapon. "Behold, a state of the art Vulcan Fury Repeater! Fires plasma bolts at a Mach 6 velocity and burns right through two inches of reinforced steel." She held it in a boastful fashion. "Pretty impressive, eh?"

[Jay]

Lien's eyes widened, as he knew exactly what it was. His face spread into grin. "Well, one of those'll keep you safe for sure." he laughed.

[Doom]

After a triumphant spell of bolstering the gun, she ceased the pose and replaced the gun into her over sized cargo pocket. "Should we wake the other colonists?" She wasn't sure what to say, as her self inflicted embarrassment had tangled her tongue once more.