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All The Stars In Between

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Lion:
It was a hearse floating drift in the emptiness of space. The derelict junk ships that flowed along the belt marked a prime scavenging location on star maps between Citadel Fort and Onari IX. Cygnus was just as burned and broken as many of the others that drifted along the wastes. However it was more intact, and it's systems in the lowest power consumption available.

The darkness was almost suffocating.  Mars found his strength, standing up now, holding onto the wall of the chamber and looking at her with eyes that seemed reflective in what little light remained.  "The...only one left alive?" he asked, those words being the only one he heard before the turned to look at the pods that had been beside his own.

His heart dropped, and he shuffled along the cool grate at his feet.  Many of the bodies that did remain were still, and the lights on their life support were dormant, the respirators inactive.  Some pods were broken, tempered glass on the floor, the pod empty.

His breath shuddered, horror sinking deep into his body. The fear was growing, but he did it best to push it from his mind, turning back to the stranger with the glass face...  Or the fleshy face, since it was difficult to discern what was real now.

"You're hear to rescue me?" he asked.  He was close to touch her metal hand, but hesitation stilled him. Was the war finally over?  And his palm fell into hers. Mars looked over her clothing and the helmet she'd yanked off.  The desolation he felt was enormous, but he didn't want to focus on it.

"Let us leave this place.  There's nothing for me here."

Draconian:
Maybe she should have been less blunt.

Cordelia had never been good with tact.

Always too blunt.

Always too rude.

Much, much too forward.

Carefully she watched the strange pod-man and she swallowed carefully, waiting for him to snap and kill her. Maybe even just... Rip off her last good arm. Cordelia watched him carefully, hand out and tried to smile at him when he took it. The false sense of touch always kind of weirded her out because it wasn't her feeling it. It was the robot arm. But... She could feel it.

That problem was for later though and she replaced the helmet after curling her fingers through his, legs thunking as she walked across the metal. "We need to find you a suit," She said softly, looking over her shoulder at the strange looking man. He wasn't unattractive, just... Strange looking. Sort of like how she was strange looking. 

"Once we find you a suit, we can board my ship, she's tethered since I couldn't find a way to dock," Her voice was soft, her hand firmly on Mars', "We'll get you situated, you can use the computer on the GumDrop." In hindsight, naming her ship legally when she was a little girl hadn't been a good idea for badass reasons.

Lion:
[Her ship name is the best! Second maybe only to Sassy Juice]

The sense of touch didn't bother him any. Mars had dealt with synthetics before, maybe not one quite like this, and not so fleshy. But whatever she was, he wasn't going to question.  Whatever harm he suspected would come to him, it could still come. He would just be grateful when they could get off this forsaken ship. If not, he'd be just another freezing corpse o this hollowed out vessel.

""I don't need one," he said affirmatively.  "I will be...erm 'situated'. Let's just begone from here."  He took her hand firmly and nodded to where she came from.  "How...did you get in here?"

Draconian:
Cordelia nodded to a corridor with the airlock.

"The airlock works fine, but the outside docking door is torn to shit." She fixed the helmet on and pressed a button to make it airtight with the rest of her suit. "I had to tether my ship - the GumDrop - to this ship and just... Float over" she shrugged as she led him along, footsteps quick and the littlest bit awkward.

"It'll be about ten seconds, i'll hold you," she frowned at him for a moment, "Space is cold. You know that, right?" Her voice was soft and she moved her hand to his elbow to escort him along as they walked, coming to the airlock door and pressing it open so they could get to the second door.

The second door led to a destroyed hallway, attached to it with a heavy magnet was a metal rope and a modest little ship. It looked like once upon a time it had been top of the line and painted a sparkly pink. The outside didnt get much love aside from patching holes but the insides were still amazing.

"Just tell me when and hold onto my waist, I'll get us over there in no time and then we can learn all about one another." Cordelia didnt have the heart - yet - that they were weeks from any sort of civilisation.

Sure this was a good scaveging spot, but unless she wanted to get raped and looted she wasnt about to set foot at any of the docking stations except to fuel up. Maybe. And only if she got desperate.

Lion:
The cold didn't bother him.  And he could hold his breath long enough in the time it would take to get to the other ship.  The shuddering of his body ceased once they reached the exit.  He closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath when he was ready and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.

Once they were off, he braced himself, holding firmly but not overly tight until they were safely on the other side.

The outside of the ship was freezing, and he could feel debris scraping against his skin, and he shook from the temperature, but he hedl on strongly nevertheless.

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