Crack in The Wall

[Noth Squadron]

. . .Kendrick Walter, Noth Squadron . . .Vicinity of Planet Skagen, Omega-55 My name. It had been months since I'd heard it last. And to think, it was even addressed at me. It sounded like an affliction, like a disease biting into his voice. I suppressed my smile, I can't laugh here. Not now. It's too soon. It's more important right now to note that he is worse at lying than me. Lack of practice? Lack of dedication? It was lacking something. Perhaps creativity. "You know, they say my name is more cursed than my number." I cast my gaze into his eyes. People say that eyes are the windows to the soul, and I really want to see whatever it is that hides under his skin. "But, nevermind that. I'll entrust myself to your... capable hands. Syd."