I know where you sleep

[Vaelin]

Vaelin 'Darklight' -

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His lips curved into a smile at her retort as he was ushered out the door which hissed in what he supposed in dissatisfaction that likely echoed Sarah approval of his genuine assessment. While she spent time on reflecting on the past and the inevitable chaos that was likely to ensue, Vaelin spent his time going over the songs on his PDA. It took a while of listening to a multitude of songs for only about three seconds each before he decided on one that seemed to fit his mood, he also put it on a loop, a mannerism of his was to play a song until its death. He went over the data that had accumulated on his PDA from the recent pinging of his vessel and only frowned as the information seemed to be on a broader spectrum then what he had originally sent. Opps. He had forgotten about the simple fact that a ping kept on going until it rebounded off something, he sighed softly and merely shook his head. It was in this moment that she had called out to him but on that note he was also listening to music that was drowning everything else at the moment so her voice alarm fell on deaf ears.

When the doors of her room came up he couldn’t help but taken in her own alterations to the room which only landed Sarah a narrowed eyed expression in a way of rebuke, although several words came to mind about his wasted effort he would keep his lips shut and a spark of mischievousness glinted in his eyes. He’d get her back later, he thought condemningly. He unplugged his head phones although that would not stop the blaring of music that radiated from them which played quite audible, it was frankly a miracle he wasn’t deaf – yet. He merely nodded in her offer of a walk and he would follow along moving a hand to the PDA on his forearm at least dulling the sound somewhat as to not serve as a beacon to those that were about. “I am quite aware of where I am meant to be and where I am not meant to be, that’s kinda the reason why I was in Your room, in relative peace might I add before you went and threw me out like some rag.” There was a mock tone of hurt in his voice as the tone died off.

Vaelin’s eyes rolled over to the terminal that displayed the notification of an emergency and he watched as Sparks would look to readjust a intricate part of it apparently, he took the time to at least maul over her question, though more in truth he was thinking of what to say which was probably a conformation within itself. “No… of course not.” His tone of voice dipping at the end would only add to the verdict of guilty. “In truth I was pinging for the positions of what was in the system of where the Anubis jumped into – I forgot the simple fact that a ping doesn’t stop in the allocated radius and instead extends far from set parameters, sorry about that.” This time his tone was genuine rather than condescending. At Vaelin’s chest she might notice a small change in his attire which was a necklace that had a wolf head at the top and coming out of the bottom was the fang of a wolf’s tooth.

Vaelin would take a data stick out of his PDA and then he would offer it toward her. “Which reminds me, in the terms of unexpected gifts!” His tone of voice just suggested that he had been reminded of something and the chosen words were ones that helped fill her in of this enlightenment. The device held the information of a ship, but not any ship – a ship that probably was more suited to the roll she had here rather than the one she would have on the Anubis. A repair ship. From the specs it was one that was freshly ordered, Debilitator turrets in honor of her mostly harmless nature, it also sported standard armor plating, the reputation seemed fairly neutral with everyone, considering who was giving it to her, it was a wonder on how he actually got such a standing (Hacking). The vessel callsign being: McFarlen’s.Pride. This had been achieved due to the fact that he had observed a kid give another kid a truck load of candy announcing Merry Christmas, although that’s something Sarah would not find out nor would she ever know the reaction of the child who should have been asking what Christmas was instead, given that he was the adult. “Merry Chrismiss.” Close enough - and probably close enough to the date as well, only off by a few days.

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