Frost Stone

[Daerune]

//STOP Legend time
[color=#c0c0c0]Gold - What Christopher says
[color=#000000][color=#c0c0c0]Black - environment
[color=#000000][color=#c0c0c0]Green - Jim
[color=#000000][color=#c0c0c0]White - Cerebral visions
[color=#000000][color=#c0c0c0]Purple - thoughts//

[font=Palatino][color=#ffffff]'A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born."

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Christopher sat back in his seat as he looked towards Jim, his AI who recorded all the see-able events that he was involved with, he moved a piece of metal to a exposed part of the back of his skull his skin seeming to form around it as a small needle taps into his cerebral cortex. "Jim, start a new folder label it..... I don't know.... Frost stone."

The holographic image of Jim looks out to the windows of the ship being changed and replaced with monitors and strips. "Command acknowledged." its digital eyes glow as it maintains a its stare.

He takes a moment inhaling the air of the cold fortress of a ship, which lays on a dense forested planet having barely any human influence having taken months to prepare such a task. "it is best to start at what I remember... when I woke up." Images start to flash to the screen as he starts to remember the time he first awoke his eyes opening and closing the image blurred all that was being heard was the blizzard out side the ice cave having rock pillars as his vision came back to him.

He was laying on a rock slab that was surrounded by pure white and untainted water which has snow flakes on the surface of it, the air would be unnaturally hot for a ice planet as water drips from the roof. Christopher snaps up as he inhales the cold air passing into his nose and into his body giving him what feels like a surge of energy.

He takes a look around at the cave he had just awoken in every thing seeming unfamiliar to him seeing nothing but rock, ice, water and the blizzard just beyond the done like cave he was in, he takes a look down at his body studying what he had on being able to be so hot in this room, he would only have a torn orangery red vest and thin long pants which matched his top having the insignia torn off and only a dog tag and ring on his left ring finger.

He quickly grabbed at the tag his head feeling like it was being split in half as he looked down and saw a name. 'Christopher Dangen, Identification number #17' a dozen thoughts raced through his mind as he looked at the tag, he couldn't remember anything at all, not his birth place or even something as simple as his name.


[color=#000000][color=#ffcc00]"Alright... Jim that's enough for now." He would open his eyes again just to see the dark room around him as the AI's eyes became illuminated for a second before the device that had tapped into his cortex removed its spike it had used to do so. "We will continue... this later, I have things to dwell on." He sighs slightly as the AI nods and the slightly blurred visual data is saved into the device on his forearm.

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