Ghosts of the Past...

[Angel]

The Air was sweet that evening on Malta, the ocean was washing onto the shores, and the Sun was setting to the west. Kristy was standing on the balcony over looking the vast ocean in her back yard.

She could shake the fealing that something was goin on, but with her ship in need of repairs, and not willing to trust any others she was grounded. Sipping her wine she continuely looked up to the Sky, the occasional fighter or smuggler leaving for Orbit where all she saw.

" Lady Pryde, is there anything else I can get for you? " and man in a elderly man in a black suit asked from the door way. " No Ian, Im fine, but thankyou anyways." She smiled and turned back.

" Ohh, the crews down in the hanger say they'll have your ship ready in a few days. " he finished

Not bloody fast enough....

As soon as the door was closed there was a cold wind. she knew that fealing, she couldn't see them, but she new they where there." What have you found out whats going on out there Mestalious? No words came only a chorus of strange sounds...

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And soon there was nothing, all was quiet again. She sipped her wine again and looked to the sky. " Thank you old freind.", there was no reply.

" C'Tan and Miralukan's fighting in the same system, what the hecks going on......"

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Alignment:The Outcasts
Status: Retired
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Current Ships:The BlackPearl
Base Of Operations:Pryde Villa, Planet Malta