Decided At A Later Date

[Razr]

'€œI won'€™t give him back as this is his wish, but I will look after him myself.'€

'€œWe'€™re in this together, no matter how much you wish for otherwise.'€

A sigh filled the cockpit, as the Eagle made its way to the intended destination; operating solely on auto-pilot. The owner listened to his recent and most prominent thoughts over and over while the ship guided itself. Mechanically he gave his name in order of last and then first, when asked to identify himself before docking.

The ship again began to function on its own, pulling itself into the confines of the dreadnought'€™s hangar. Its pilot missing every word from the docking operator, barely catching the sarcastic tone in his voice, as access was granted.

The cockpit'€™s canopy slid open, its occupant still motionless, as he looked up at the ceiling of the hangar, taking a deep breath. The descent from the ship'€™s cockpit was quick and careless, the pilot, resting his hands on the edge of the cockpit, and throwing his legs over to jump down. The landing was flawless, minus the solid object that sent a thud against the man'€™s head. Looking up, he realized he'€™d bumped into another person on his way down.

'€œSorry about that Lou'€¦'€ The man spoke slowly, having been interrupted from his previous train of thought, a train he was sure no one else could ride.

He took a step back as he saw the eyes staring back at him.

'€œAnger and resentment,'€ he thought quietly to himself.