Meeting the Knight

[G. Graves]

"N'aww," Graves intoned after hearing Whitakers remark towards himself. This had nothing to do with being childish, he felt, but more about showing a bit of character while facing the unknown. Neither of them could know where the Battlegroup was headed and it was more more than just likely that, one day, they'd just run into a Liberty fleet and be subsequently annihilated. So what was wrong with having a bit of fun while heading into trouble? "I mean, you do make a good outlaw," he finished his thread about Bonny and Clyde before Whitaker left him alone to head to her ship. He chuckled inwardly and checked the watch on his wrist. Dang, he was missing his favourite cartoon on the neural net. Sighing, he turned towards the hangar his own ship was located in and entered the ship. From the sound of the console, a ship by his side had already started. Seemed like Whitaker couldn't wait to be done. Graves nodded while initiating the startup sequence, confident in the challenge he set himself. He would get Whitaker to drink coffee with him even if it was the last thing he'd do. With a thunderous roar, the engines of the Vindicator came to life and the console flashed green before he vanished through the hangar doors and into the dismal space of Bering.