Through Time, Darkly

[Vogel]

It was tough holding things together. Survival instinct mixed with paranoia, and above all that damned nausea, the feeling that he was about to fall flat on his face, left his mind awash. He wondered if it wouldve been better for him to have stayed in the cockpit; at least then he could still think.

Ellis had obviously been scared witless by his abrupt interrogation. It wasnt hard to see how any confidence she had bled its way out in an instant as she fought for control. Of course, the tension simply mounted, which made the Lieutenant feel worse. Too tense, too nervous, not a way to make a breakthrough.

Ellis head turned slightly.

A disturbance in the air, the briefest moment of some brand of premonition, the feeling that a stone had been dropped in his gut.

Doyle spun around while backpedaling, putting an extra meter between himself and the other man before hed even turned his head in that direction. By the time he did, his fears were confirmed, and his hands balled into fists. His right hand, however, was hovering close enough to the holster to draw it if he needed.

Goddamn bodyguard, he thought in a haze, Hes good, knew I was distracted

No, the pilot stuttered, Just no

He wasnt here to shoot the place up, or hijack this ship. Why would they try to detain him? As far as he was concerned, the only one who posed any threat to anyone was the rest of them to him.

And for a moment his entire focus had shifted; Ellis, the ship, the rumbling, all meant nothing. It was just him and he man in front who looked anything but friendly.