3 days ago
Friday, December 11, 2009
What Storms Bring
"Maeve! Maeve!! Do you read? For fucks sake Maeve, do you read!?"
The communications console on Maeves Retriever "Scuttlebutt" flickered an image of a frigate class Amarr ship flying through what seemed to be a cosmic storm, so badly obscured by interference it could hardly be made out.
Maeve sat with her feet kicked up on the console, completely oblivious and passed out, head back and arm dangling, with the tiniest bit of drool making an attempt for escape.
Maeve snorted and blinked awake, mining lazers humming familiarly in the background.
"Maeve I don't know if you can read me, but my ship is freked...." the sound interference breaking up most of the message... "I"m going to try to...... and make it through to the.... I'm trying to figure out.... FUCK Maeve what..... Solitude? Oh for fucks sake....." And the coms console flickered off.
Maeve sat staring, dumbfounded at the now blank screen. It was her sister, Aurynn who as far as she knew was still undergoing her education at The Center for Advanced Studies in Clellinon. She hadn't heard from her in what felt like years. Aurynn had always been for the most part, impossible to reach, always off trying to find adventure in the cosmos..... and by the looks of things, "adventure" had found her.
Maeve looked at the time of the transmission from her sister. It had been severely delayed incoming, originally broadcast the night before.
"I've got to get back to the station and find out if Concord has received any distress calls....."
Without even bothering to deactivate her strip miners, she aligned for her home station.
Before heading to the Concord offices, Maeve stopped in her quarters to drop her things and set Rigel to keep alert for an Aurynn Trinity and comply to any services she might request. Before she could even step through the door, she saw a small piece of paper laying on her cot, a note... she looked back towards the door and noticed it had been jimmied open. Rigel spun in circles in alarm, bleeping so quickly and erratically it was obvious he had much to object about the situation.
"Its okay Rigel..... that intruder was my sister..." Rigel clickered in acknowledgment. She reached down and picked up the note.
You need a better lock.
My ship is fried and its the only one I've got... can you fix it?
I've arranged for quarters at Octanneve V, with the Sisters of Eve. I told them I'll pay for my rental deposit today... you can help with that right?
Oh and... nice drone....."
Maeve huffed and crumpled up the note, throwing it to the floor and fell straight back onto her cot, staring up at the paper peeling from the top of the wall. She could hear Rigel hovering over to the note, having identified it as waste, incinerating it.
Octanneve V Sisters of Eve Bureau
Maeve came to the door to the quarters she was told by the Sisters was registered to an Aurynn Trinity early that morning. Sighing, she knocked. The peep hole slid open, her sister's gray eye peering dubiously, almost comically, through the little slit, then slammed shut. The door opened.
Aurynn was much like Maeve in height and build, small of frame, with nice graceful Gallentaen poise, and soft delicate features. However in dress and grooming they couldn't have been less alike. Aurynn's hair was cropped short and jet black, oiled to a glistening sheen and adorned with a dainty hairclip with long graceful gold feathers, and a golden ensemble she wore to match. Maeve couldn't have been any more the opposite. Hair in such a massive mess you couldn't tell if it was supposed to be long or short..... a tattered leather work suit with more buckles than there could possibly be purpose for. And of course.... the oil smudges across her face and fingers stained dark from grease and paint.
"Holy Hell Maeve what the freck happened to you??" Of course Maeve was completely oblivious to her own state... she was an industrialist and worked in a corp full of men... it was a mark of the trade... but that was besides the point and she was getting annoyed...
"Forget about me... what the freck happened to you??"
Aurynn stepped back from the door allowing Maeve to follow her in, and set about unpacking and arranging her new quarters, "Oh that....yea you wouldn't have believed!!! There I was, just scanning for some anomalies, just, you know... poking around... so I just warped into this one I found, and I'd never seen anything like it!!! It was some sort of electrical storm... I didn't even know we could have those in space? What the Hell right? Anyways it absolutely FRIED my ship... nothing works on it except the engines, no guns, no shields.... and these frecking Sisters made me go deliver a bunch of dolls for my breakfast. What the Hell is that all about? Dolls? I might nick one and see if there is something stashed inside them... they seem to have an obsession with them..."
Maeve raised her hand, "Can I talk?"
Aurynn was inspecting the wallpaper, "This is DEFINITELY gonna need to be replaced... oh ya Maeve, wha?"
"I'll fix your ship for you..... but I really hope you're not moving out here for me to support you! I'm barely making it by on my own., and..."
"Ohh ppfffftt.... nah.... I think I can handle doll dealing with these sisters..... I'll be fine..." Aurynn's attention shifted to the top of Maeve's head, "What the Hell happened to your hair!? It looks like you've got something nesting in there!"
Maeve shoved Aurynn with a scowl, and Aurynn hooted hysterically.
With that Maeve stormed off back towards her shuttle, unconsciously trying to fix her hair, grumbling about an honest days work and not having the luxury of flying around in shiny golden Amarr ships....
Behind her Aurynn shouted, "Love ya sis!"