Setting
Outer space is where you will be travelling thought, between the planets you will be in outer space.
Outer Space
"It's dark, But the black is lit with millions of white lights and thousands of new planets waiting to be discovered.
Minimap
northwest |
north |
northeast |
west |
You are here. |
east |
southwest |
south |
southeast |
Outer Space is a part of 
Into the Stars.
8 Places in Outer Space:
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Minerva Sato [6] Towards the horizon
Nixon Moreau [5] Ready for a rendezvous with death, mon' Capitaine.
Hannah Gordon [5] "You need to fly somewhere, you call me. I can get you anywhere."
Cecilia Calem [4] "As long as it's not alive, I can probably fix it. Or break it further? Depends."
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(Oh my, I didn't even realize posts went in places until now, and I can't find a way to move this. Eek! Reposting under the correct location...)
Curiosity, huh?
Sweet, simple, and to the point - but maybe not quite what he'd expected the good Doctor to say. Then again, he wasn't exactly sure what he was expecting either.
Well, looks like you're in the right place then. Giving way to a pause, Nixon gazed past Minerva and out towards the great expanse of space. Lips twitching up and to the left, he'd motion forward with his chin. "It's not quite a sunset....but it sure is beautiful." Through the small window one could finally tell that they'd left Earth, and left the atmosphere all together. Through the transparent material Nix took a minute to stare at the slowing passing stars and the bright blues and greens of their home planet as it slowly, but surely began to drift further from where they were.
Whatever his reasons for going were, having be unspoken thus far, Nixon rolled his shoulders into an easy shrug. Guess there's no turning back now. The words were uttered, but not particularly meant for anyone, himself included. Just thoughts aloud as he swiveled, nodded, and began plucking out the appropriate ingredients for good, ol' fashioned Mac n' Cheese ....in SPACE.
He had noticed that she still chose to call him by his last name however, despite his prior remark. Without delving into why, Nixon put water to boil, readied the cheese sauce, and began a quick rummage around for breadcrumbs. "No trouble at all, Doc." A casual glance over his shoulder would give rise to a pause, catching the Medical Officer amidst a proper bow. Brow quirked, amber optics scanned the woman's face, barely noticing the fleeting display of happiness that had already disappeared from her face. Without missing a beat, Nixon shrugged yet again.
"I'm not sure yet. As if he hadn't quite pinpointed his own motivations, the sharpshooter twisted back 'round in time to toss the macaroni into it's pot. Not to long after, the meal, along with sandwich he'd prepared for himself would be plated and set across the small little galley counter-top. "Bon' appetite."
Sweet, simple, and to the point - but maybe not quite what he'd expected the good Doctor to say. Then again, he wasn't exactly sure what he was expecting either.
Well, looks like you're in the right place then. Giving way to a pause, Nixon gazed past Minerva and out towards the great expanse of space. Lips twitching up and to the left, he'd motion forward with his chin. "It's not quite a sunset....but it sure is beautiful." Through the small window one could finally tell that they'd left Earth, and left the atmosphere all together. Through the transparent material Nix took a minute to stare at the slowing passing stars and the bright blues and greens of their home planet as it slowly, but surely began to drift further from where they were.
Whatever his reasons for going were, having be unspoken thus far, Nixon rolled his shoulders into an easy shrug. Guess there's no turning back now. The words were uttered, but not particularly meant for anyone, himself included. Just thoughts aloud as he swiveled, nodded, and began plucking out the appropriate ingredients for good, ol' fashioned Mac n' Cheese ....in SPACE.
He had noticed that she still chose to call him by his last name however, despite his prior remark. Without delving into why, Nixon put water to boil, readied the cheese sauce, and began a quick rummage around for breadcrumbs. "No trouble at all, Doc." A casual glance over his shoulder would give rise to a pause, catching the Medical Officer amidst a proper bow. Brow quirked, amber optics scanned the woman's face, barely noticing the fleeting display of happiness that had already disappeared from her face. Without missing a beat, Nixon shrugged yet again.
"I'm not sure yet. As if he hadn't quite pinpointed his own motivations, the sharpshooter twisted back 'round in time to toss the macaroni into it's pot. Not to long after, the meal, along with sandwich he'd prepared for himself would be plated and set across the small little galley counter-top. "Bon' appetite."
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