Post by Sir Lord Ash on Nov 21, 2010 19:20:18 GMT -5
So, Zero, what are we looking for?
I'm not sure yet. Something here is waiting, and don't call me Zero anymore. There is no reason that I need to not have my true name anymore.
Shina sighed, but was smiling, flipped her hair around, and walked away from the once named Zero. He was now going by his old name: Gray Rumo. He decided to take up his old name now that he had those he considered his family, but there were too many women in his life and he couldn't pick just one, but he didn't care. He was happy with them all. Shina was no different.
He walked up behind here, standing over her as he usually did. She was looking at the scanner board, searching for any form of active technology working in space. So far, nothing came up. He put his hands on Shina's waist, which perked her up. She stood up strait, and he put a hand on her back, and another under her chin. He tilted her head up and... he was blocked by waring sirens going off. Shina broke away, walking off blushing.
What we find?
Ship, shuttle-type by signature. Unknown model. Just powered up engines and are slowly drifting our way. Its sending out a transmission on an open commnet.
Patch it through.
There was a moments delay before a womans voice came over the intercomm. This is Resistance shuttle Normandy requesting permission to dock. We are underpowered, damaged, and have a air leak. Please help up.
[/color]I'm not sure yet. Something here is waiting, and don't call me Zero anymore. There is no reason that I need to not have my true name anymore.
Shina sighed, but was smiling, flipped her hair around, and walked away from the once named Zero. He was now going by his old name: Gray Rumo. He decided to take up his old name now that he had those he considered his family, but there were too many women in his life and he couldn't pick just one, but he didn't care. He was happy with them all. Shina was no different.
He walked up behind here, standing over her as he usually did. She was looking at the scanner board, searching for any form of active technology working in space. So far, nothing came up. He put his hands on Shina's waist, which perked her up. She stood up strait, and he put a hand on her back, and another under her chin. He tilted her head up and... he was blocked by waring sirens going off. Shina broke away, walking off blushing.
What we find?
Ship, shuttle-type by signature. Unknown model. Just powered up engines and are slowly drifting our way. Its sending out a transmission on an open commnet.
Patch it through.
There was a moments delay before a womans voice came over the intercomm. This is Resistance shuttle Normandy requesting permission to dock. We are underpowered, damaged, and have a air leak. Please help up.
Hmm. Sounds cute. Let them dock in bay one. Send out a platoon from Delta to meet them there with me. Shina, you have the bridge.
If you say so.[/b]
Gray turned around and adjusted his uniform. He changed out of the Federation uniform he had and changed into a Black Knight uniform. He also fixes his lightsabers on his waist, which was surprisingly all he carried with him when he was on his ship. Most everyone else carried a blaster pistol, almost as it it was an unwritten rule.
He arrived just as the shuttle was brought into the hanger, with an odd attachment on the bottom of it. That hit the ground before the landing gear, and twisted the shuttle. It settled cockeyed, before there was the sound of strained metal and the attachment broke free and the shuttle rolled off, landing gear scraping the ground. Zero couldn't help but laugh. The landing gear extended, letting first out a young woman with shorter hair, them one who looked surprisingly like Shina, but had redder hair, then a man who instantly twisted up Gray's gut. There was no way this man could be who he thought it was.[/center]