Old Acquaintances and lost friends

[Bazza]

Evangeline approached the outside of the small crew's quarters that had borne Seventeen as she recovered from her ordeal. It was a small, rectangular room lined with various qualities of steel plating. The room was only barely longer than the utilitarian bunk bed which occupied one half of the floor space; the other half containing little more than a small cupboard built into the wall.

The end of the room behind Sev's head contained the heavy steel door linking it to the rest of the ship; aside her feet was a single, dinner plate sized porthole portraying views of space outside.

Aside from Sev herself, the room was completely devoid of any objects such as clothes or other personal belongings.

As Sev's cognition returned to her, she became aware of the fact the ship was moving. The porthole offered a view of space, distant spatial objects moving very slightly across the view. Sev's gaze remained locked on this small glimpse of outside as a fighter craft of an unknown model flew past the window at a close proximity, the bright burning flashes of its' cruise engines removing any doubts about the vessel's progression across space.

A slight, metallic clicking sound is heard amongst miscellaneous chattering as the door is unlocked and slowly slid open. The crew's quarters, previously only lit from space outside, now become visibly brighter as the flare of the hallway-mounted neon tubing flows in.

There are slight, illegible whispers from beyond the quarters as Evangeline hushes what appears to be at least one extra person.

Shh! Quiet! She's not awake yet.

Evangeline softly creeps into the room, as yet unsure of Seventeen's status. Her person initially hidden by the door itself, she walks into the center of the room, passing her eyes over Sev as she lays in her bed. A quick glimpse of her reveals she is holding a bottle filled with, presumably, water, in one hand.

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