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Open Space / Bird and the Worm [Vince/Shen]
« on: January 07, 2021, 05:03:28 pm »
One day as he wondered around Vince had spotted a job added posted that was calling for mechanics to board and work on a passenger ship in open space. As he had been looking to price himself independent he had grasped onto the opportunity and rushed to interview for it. Not that in a place like Cancer the interview was anything too formal. They looked at him, asked if he could do the job and that's how he had ended up bored in the cargo bay.
Turns out there wasn't a lot he could do but sit around and wait. He had imagined more action, something exploding and needing fixing or at the very least a light bulb to change. The start of the trip was turning out to be incredibly uneventful though and the more hours passed the worse his boredom grew. Vince wasn't used to having absolutely nothing to do and even his tail had started to tap rhythmically out of frustration.
After some more hours had passed he had given up on trying to be professional, instead laying back over a cargo box, head thrown back toward the floor as he messed around with his Communication Device, completely distracted. He expected this to be his fate until his shift was over for the day and he could just go sleep but before he got to that he felt that weird sensation he only felt when something was about to happen. It was like a sixth sense as his mother had explained it to him growing up and he had learned to trust it just like a gut feeling. Whatever this was didn't leave him feeling very relaxed too.
Before he knew it he was getting up and moving to where he had been told the escape pods were. Better safe than sorry even though he wasn't even sure where one of those things was meant to land him even if he did end up getting in one. Whatever, that was something for the future him to worry about.
Turns out there wasn't a lot he could do but sit around and wait. He had imagined more action, something exploding and needing fixing or at the very least a light bulb to change. The start of the trip was turning out to be incredibly uneventful though and the more hours passed the worse his boredom grew. Vince wasn't used to having absolutely nothing to do and even his tail had started to tap rhythmically out of frustration.
After some more hours had passed he had given up on trying to be professional, instead laying back over a cargo box, head thrown back toward the floor as he messed around with his Communication Device, completely distracted. He expected this to be his fate until his shift was over for the day and he could just go sleep but before he got to that he felt that weird sensation he only felt when something was about to happen. It was like a sixth sense as his mother had explained it to him growing up and he had learned to trust it just like a gut feeling. Whatever this was didn't leave him feeling very relaxed too.
Before he knew it he was getting up and moving to where he had been told the escape pods were. Better safe than sorry even though he wasn't even sure where one of those things was meant to land him even if he did end up getting in one. Whatever, that was something for the future him to worry about.