Alexander Greenhaven PhD.'s Story

(sorry. posted in the wronge place ._.)

Reggie smiled as he changed into his new form, the creature snorting at her and stomping the ground impatiently.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm working on it." She grumbled climbing onto his back. She had barely situated herself onto his back when he was already galloping towards town. There wasn't much to hold on to, so she gripped the silver hair as tight as possible. The creature reminded Reggie of the pictures of horses she had seen in her history books. They were four legged creatures that the earliest of her ancestors had used for transportation. Creatures that could run for miles and miles. At such high speeds. At least during their time.

This creature was a bit different. It had the same look of a horse, with the four legs, tail, and snout, but not much else was similar. It wasn't the first time Reggie had ridden this form, but it was still hard to get used to the speed.

They arrived at the hospital in record time, which Reggie couldn't be more than excited about. She hopped off, much to her knee's disagreement, and practically bolted into the hospital.

"I need to speak with Dr. Alexander Greenhaven, please." She said to the receptionist. An AI that was made to look like a human nurse. It was almost perfect, but one could definitely see the awkward movements, and the bolts and screws.

"Don't mind him Doctor," Reggie smiled. "He'll be back to normal shortly. I have a proposition for you."

Sighing she walked with the doctor further down the hallway. "I'm captain of my own ship, and we're in desperate need of a doctor. The one I had hired turned out to be not what he said." She explained.

"I heard that you were here, and was hoping you would be willing to join the crew." She pleaded. "I can't go into space without a licensed doctor on board."

They had stopped in front of large window looking out over the greens. "I'm on a time crunch. I can feel my crew getting antsy." She sighed turning to face Dr. Green. He looked so young. According to the datapad he was a wonderful doctor, who had worked in many hospitals and was very known throughout the galaxy. But he looked around Reggie's age.

Although, going off of that. Most people wouldn't believe that Reggie was a captain and had gone on many voyages. Just because of how young she was. "I don't know if you care, but the voyage I'm going on...it involves our home."

The doctor was human, according to the datapad. "There's a planet in a distant system that shows signs of being Earth. The humans lost home. I plan to take my crew there and discover if it is or is not our lost planet. If it is, maybe we can find out what happened to our home. Why we had to abandon it."

Colin snorted in the new doctors direction. He shook his head violently, causing his mane to flow around. He assumed he ould have to give these two a ride back to the bar so he preferred to not change back, but he figured he'd better meet the dotor as a person, and not an animal.

A few nerve twisting and spine tingling sounds later and he was back in human form. He stepped forward to where the two of them were. He stopped next to Reg and crossed his arms, winking at the doctor with a smile. "Got a problem with Blaze?" he asked. He didt like when people bad talked his forms. It was a bit insulting. He knew good ol doc didnt say anything, but the look of confusion was enough to make Colin chuckle.

With a chuckle Dr.Green smiled at the now human boy. "Well, lets just say there are FAR stranger things in the galaxy, and as for you Ms, i don't believe i caught your name."

The doctor extended his hand to the 2 of them, and shook both of there hands with a smile. "Now, there are some lose ends i need to tie up here at the hospital, but where should i meet you to conduct the end of our beusness...?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

(sorry for the short post. Not feeling good today, and i couldnt think of anything else to write for now)

"Regina," She responded shaking his hand. "This is Colin,"

Now, there are some lose end I need to tie up at the hospital, but where should I meet you to conduct the end of our business?"

"We'll be at the Inn down the road. I hope to welcome you to the crew." She finished. "Come on Colin, let's get back to the rest of our crew."

She stepped back outside, breathing in the fresh air. Hopefully, this doctor didn't flake out on her. She climbed on top of Colin's new form and let him take them back to the Inn. She really needed a drink.

[Sorry, for the short post. I have to get ready for work.]

Narration

After a long and tiring morning, Reggie finally had all her crew members. She officially welcomed Dr. Alexander Greenhaven to the crew, who happily accepted.

With the final pieces in place, Captain Oris gladly led everyone outside to the land cruiser.


Reggie

Finally, they finally had everyone. Reggie could feel her adrenaline kicking in. Her mind so focused on getting everyone up to the ship. She wanted to begin this journey. The thought of discovering Earth, after so many years! No words could describe her excitement.

"Alright, everyone!" She called as they neared the cruiser. "It's going to be a tight fit, but I promise the Nightwing is a lot larger." She popped open the door of the cruiser and climbed in, immediately taking the pilot's position.

"Make sure you're strapped in." She called behind her as everyone else piled in. She was so excited to see her ship again, to sleep in the bed she had grown accustomed to, she was half tempted to start flying while everyone was still trying to strap in.

Colin took his place in the seat next to her, strapping himself in. She beamed at him. He knew how excited for this she was. She had been trying to get funding for this expedition for years after discovering the possibilities. It was finally happening.

"Everybody ready?" She called back, it was hard to turn and see everyone while being strapped in. She got a resounding "yes" or "all good" from her newly hired crew. Not wanting to waste anymore time, she turned on the cruiser and slammed it into full throttle.

Just like last night, when she had shown Eddie the Nightwing for the first time, she gave out a hoot of excitement. She loved flying. The land cruiser was a bit more exciting because you could physically feel the small ship gain the speed. A large ship like the Nightwing was built to handle the high speeds. It was meant to move smoothly even at drastic speeds.

Blasting out of the atmosphere and into the vastness of space, Reggie instantly spot her ship sitting at the docks. "MAK, open the hanger," She spoke pressing a button to communicate with the on board AI.

"Welcome home, Captain Oris." Was the AI's reply as it lowered the hanger door.

"Welcome to the Nightwing, everyone."

Cassandra looked up from the table she was digging a knife into to see Regina. She smiled slightly, before putting the knife down flat. The barkeeper was going to hate her, saying she had carved many symbols and such into the table. Still, she stood and crossed the room to go follow the captain, like many. She heard Regina shout something about how it was going to be a tight fit, but she simply shrugged. She didn't mind, if it was for a short period of time. Which, it supposedly would be. She climbed in and took a seat right behind the pilot's, and strapped herself in.

"All good, Nauar." She announced, along with all the others saying similar things to announce they were ready. However, the Xylamar's voice was drowned out by the engine of the engine starting to life. She sighed and leaned back in the chair, ignoring all signs of somebody trying to start the conversation with her. Soon enough, the cruiser stopped, and the engine was cut off. She undid the buckle that held her in and stood. Even though the cruiser was too small for her to stand fully, she craned her neck a bit and stretched her limbs before heading off and into the hangar. She was the first one off, so she simply stood there and stared at the Nightwing. Soon somebody approached behind her, but she wasn't sure who. But she had to say something to them. So she did.

"It's beautiful, The Nightwing. I can't wait..."

Before Arc even got the chance to respond, they were called to the ship. Finally! His excitement was uncontained! It was leaking out of him! It was... well, he wasn't anymore 'visibly' excited then the rest. However, inside, he was cheering. They were finally getting ready to go! He followed Regina as they were led to the shuttle and then flown to the actual ship.

After the cramped shuttle ride up to the Nightwing, Eddie found himself giving second-glances to all the features of the ship he had already seen before. He wasn't as curious as the others, given the fact he knew what all this was and had seen the ship the day before, but he did admire the actual beauty of the ship as he walked.

As Reggie informed them of the AI, Eddie found himself not taking advantage of the thing, obviously because he wasn't completely comfortable with it. Then again, he didn't really need it, he did actually pay attention during the tour. Eddie caught himself before he got too far away from the others and smiled. "I would suggest nobody leaves without knowing where they are going, unless you want to wander around for a while," he warned jokingly.

Minn

"Roomie?" Minn asked in response to Saein's question. She considered, thinking about her response as the conversation continued. Before she could respond however, Eddie leaned over pointing out the doctor's interest in her. Jumping a little and meeting the doctor's eye, she tilted her head. It wasn't the first time she had been called beautiful, nor that someone had looked at her in such a way. She wondered about the blush on his cheeks...

She went to check on the food while the talks continued and more people showed up. Food was almost ready and there were plenty of mouths. Good.

A few more minutes remained and Minn took her seat again, smiling to Saein. "Sure," she said with a sweet smile. "I'll room with you. Never had my own room before anyway. Would probably get lonely." She smiled to the other pink haired girl, glad to have a friend.

"Remember to do everything the doctor says because I can tell you that having health complications while stuck on a ship will not be fun" Eddie warned her.

Saein agreed, but jokingly pointed out “It’s even worse to disobey the cook, dieing of hunger is one of the worst ways to go. Of course nobody is going to be mean to Minn, this kitchen smells like we could start a new religion.” Thinking about her own joke, she added “Actually, we’re all trusting each other with our lives in some way or another.”

Because of the sound of everyone talking to each other, she didn’t quite catch what Eddie whispered to Minn, something about the doctor. A glance at Alex told her it was probably about him looking at Minn and blushing. Right there was someone else whose job she wouldn’t have wanted back in her wild days. But perhaps he had different ethics, and as long as he didn’t try to apply those to her or someone else who wasn’t interested, that was fine.

Thinking about the doctor reminded her of something. She had to make sure he got her complete files. RMEE, the company she had worked for for the longest time, took great care to keep medical information from going anywhere automatically. The rest of the world didn’t need to know the management told employees to ignore health and safety laws when their own judgment told them to. Saein remembered a few situations in which she or someone else could have died if she had strictly obeyed the law. An outsider might say the risks that led to those situations should never have been taken, but she disagreed. Maybe the few friends who had left RMEE in boxes would agree now, except they couldn’t.

Minn brought Saein’s thoughts back to something much happier: "Sure," she said with a sweet smile. "I'll room with you. Never had my own room before anyway. Would probably get lonely." Saein’s heart jumped. “Great!” she exclaimed.

Eddie blushed while talking about the two women sharing a room. Saein had a good idea what he might be thinking about, but before she thought of a way to tease him with that, he praised her for sharing her room. She chuckled and told him “It’s not as selfless as you might think.”

He joked about kicking the doctor in his sleep. “Funny you should mention that, I have thought about what might happen if I got kicked in my sleep. I’ve dreamed my pillow was a person and didn’t wake up freaking out because of it, so I think I can be touched when I’m not awake.”

Eddie offered the use of his room if there would ever be an argument. “That’s very kind of you, but if anything happens I’ll let Minn and you have rooms. It doesn’t matter if it’s because of me being wrong about what I just told you, or because of me being wrong because Minn says so” she joked.

Dlew interrupted all conversations at once by falling over. Saein hoped he wasn’t broken, just in need of food, and that that food would be ready when he recovered. Although she wasn’t starving like Dlew, she could hardly wait to eat. If the food tasted as good as it smelled (and she had no doubt it would), she would also have a lot of fun praising Minn. She felt so very happy about how everything was turning out, about all the people around her, and about the food (soon!), however being a bit worried about Dlew she wasn’t sure her big smile was appropriate.

Alexander

Alex mindlessly made his way back to the infirmary. He slid his hands into his pants pockets as his shoes scuffed across the ground. He made sure to stop at an observation deck and look at the stars. The vastness was overwhelming yet confined all at the same time.

It was a beautiful contradiction.

Finally, Alex tore himself away from the stars and continued on his way to his station. When he finally arrived, he began tapping through his datapad. "MAK, play some music."

"Is there anything specific you would like?"

"You don't know what I like? I figured you would have done a complete background check on all of us by now." Alex mused.

"I have. It says that you like several styles."

Alex shook his head with a smile. It wasn't everyday one got to speak with an AI. "Surprise me," Was his final response as he began searching through his filing cabinets once again. A soft jazz melody began emitting from the speakers. Alex closed his eyes, letting the melody waft into his ears. It was soothing.

He sat down on his desk, turning on the table lamp with a wave of his hand, and began flipping through a few books and files.

Reggie

Reggie could feel tingles in her fingers and toes as she stepped back up into the bridge. She could feel her adrenaline begin to pump, her excitement building. It was finally happening!

She had been waiting years to finally begin this voyage and now it was finally at her finger tips. She ran her fingers over her station. The chair a symbol of leadership, as it sat in the center of the bridge. It's cool surface sending shivers through Reggie. She climbed up and plopped down on the seat, relaxing into her position.

It was time. She pressed a button on the chair's arm and spoke loud and clearly. "Take off will be happening in T-minus 5 minutes." She removed her hand from the button. "Eddie, let's get this show on the road."

Narration

Five minutes after Captain Oris's announcement, the ship's engines roared to life. The boosters shot flames and the ship rumbled. Slowly, the large ship moved away from it's docking station and into the recesses of space.

It spun slowly, it's front moving away from the station, and with one final kick of the boosters, shot forward. Out of sight.

[Ignore the Alexander Greenhaven PhD. tag]

Minn

The commotion in the hangar snapped her back to the reality involving the nightwing. Not even food could distract her at that point. Saein took off without a word and Bond followed suit, with a fleeting order of "Stay. Here!"

Minn knew better than to follow. Her tiny frame inched toward the door to the kitchen, staring down the hall and listening as hard as she could. Only her racing heartbeat mingled with gunshots and shouts. Tears filled her eyes, picturing them dying, one by one, gunned down and she stood there helpless. Clutching at the hem of her sweater, she waited, the Captain's voice ringing down, bouncing off the walls like a ball of sound. Minn couldn't make out specific words, but they started moving again. The ship soared and she lost her balance only slightly, the gravity of the ship hardly changed thanks to MAK no doubt.

Rushing down the hall, she found the hangar filled with most of the crew and shouts. She tried to make sense of what was happening, orders being given out and the tense air constricting her throat.

Only when she saw Eddie did the world stop again.

"No..."

The doctor was already there, but Minn hurried forward, falling painfully to her knees and searching for the wound. "What happened?" she demanded, chest tight and memories of the dead swirling in her mind like a carousel of torture. "Eddie? Are you okay?" Her green eyes lifted to Saein, already tearing up. "Is he okay? Wha-What happened?"


Bond

He couldn't imagine what Regina must be feeling. But he could guess, probably pretty accurately. Grim faced and silent, he nodded to Saein, acknowledging their mission, but approached Regina first before she disappeared behind the elevator doors. He wasn't sure what to say. Something consoling, witty, would nothing be better? He just knew that when he had lost crew mates before, though he wouldn't admit it at the time, it would have helped to have someone there, even just to exist, not speak.

So his eyes locked onto hers, conveying the message he wanted. The doors slid closed and he felt his fist clench.

Minn's appearance shocked him back to the scene. Hysterical, she was crying over Eddie, not helping the doctor in the least. He swept past Saein and knelt beside the pink-skinned Shariva, taking her arm gently. "The Doc'll patch him up. Just let him work." Slowly, he pulled her to her feet, stepping away from Eddie. One finger lifted to her chin, turning her head away from the sight which was enough. Her eyes closed and she hugged Bond's middle, burying her face into his shirt.

A bit uncomfortable, he stood, arms awkwardly not touching Minn at all. He caught Saein's eye briefly, wondering how ridiculous he look. Eventually though, he couldn't deny her the comfort she needed. Hugging her lightly, he patted her pink hair and watched as the doctor worked with Eddie.

Tom sat in the medical bay after the short walk there. He'd have got lost if it wasn't for the fact that he was following Dr. Alex and Eddie on a hover stretcher - this ship was so complicated in its layout that each time he made a corner, he could've sworn they were going back the way they'd come.

A few minutes passed. Luckily, his hand wasn't bleeding, but the pain was still throbbing in his hand. He felt the almost unbearable itch to try and prize the bullet out with his fingers, but he knew that was not a good idea and that it would only make the situation more difficult for Rina to amend.

Rina. He hadn't been introduced to her personally, but by process of elimination, she was the only female on the ship he had yet to meet properly (if you didn't count the brief encounter during the Council's onslaught). He wasn't sure where she worked, but he figured it was common sense to go to the sick bay, and he hoped that she would find him there when she was done recovering from the mini-battle. Since the captain had specifically asked her to fix him, he assumed Alex wasn't the man for the job, so he just sat in a chair by the door and waited.

He tapped the fingers of his working hand on his leg, which probably made a rather annoying clinking noise, but Tom was too busy daydreaming to notice. He was thinking about what to do on this ship during downtime. He'd obviously have to make sure he met all of the crew, and eat. Definitely eat. Other times, he didn't know, and he wondered whether anyone else was any good at chess. He'd only ever won twice: Once when he'd managed to accidentally place his knight in a position which put the king in a fork, and the other time being against someone much younger than himself. It's safe to say he was never very good at it - he rushed his decisions too much, and made stupid mistakes. He'd still like to play one or two of the crew members though, just for a laugh.

His thoughts wandered back to the real world, and he noticed the doctor looking at him. He followed his eyes to where his fingers were still tapping, and stopped immediately, looking back up at Alex with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, I don't even know I'm doing it sometimes," he stated, awkwardly.

He looked down at his hand again and at the bullet inside. It was a deep hole, and fascinating to look at. The metal-type skin of his palm had folded inwards like a pillow with a large book dropped on it, and when he turned his hand over, there was a little cone-shaped bump just below his central knuckle. He poked it with his other hand, and a tinkling sound indicated the bullet dropping out the other side and onto the floor.

As Eddie left the room, Tom looked up from his daydreaming. He wondered how long he'd been sitting there, just thinking.
He'd heard others talking to something called MAK, so he thought he'd give it a try.

"MAK, would you please tell me Rina's current position? I'd like to go find her."

MAK replied without a second's delay and it made Tom jump. "Thomas, Rina is currently in her quarters, asleep. I could wake her up for you, but I suspect she is still suffering from the ordeal at our previous location."

"Don't worry about that, then. I think I'll go take a wander," said Tom, standing and making for the door. He caught Alex's attention as he left. "Alex? I'm popping out to explore for a bit. If Rina turns up, could you tell her where I've gone? Thanks."
He left then, wandering through the ship's corridors until he came to the exit hangar.

As he walked out, he couldn't help but think how much this station looked like the previous one. Space was so boring sometimes. He hoped they'd land on a planet soon.
A short look around and he realised that Dedrik was currently making his way towards the nearest bar. From what he'd seen, that didn't seem like the sort of thing the guard would be into, but he decided that everyone had their little secrets. He quickened his pace, running for a bit, then slowing to a jog, and finally falling into step with the stern-faced man. Dedrik had noticed him as he approached, and given him a curt nod of greeting. Tom returned the gesture, and attempted to make conversation as they walked.
"Hi, I don't think we've been introduced. I'm Tom. Nice to meet you."
He extended a hand, and when it wasn't shaken, he let it fall by his side and continued walking in silence. It seemed Dedrik was concentrating on something. Tom followed his eyes to the bar, where the captain was just walking out of sight into a more secluded corner of the establishment. The Exburnan, Rokunam, had just left, along with a small lively girl in ...a witch's hat... ?
Well, now he'd seen everything.
Except, he hadn't, seeing as he didn't notice the hulking bot sitting hunched just outside the bar, watching the girl. Only when it moved did he see it, and made a beeline for it, having a familiarity with robots.

He walked up to the great big thing and looked at it. It was a bit odd, made up of random bits of robots, some of which he even recognised. It turned its massive head to look at him with its single eye, the lenses inside visibly adjusting to focus on Tom. It seemed unintelligent, just sitting there.

Tom lost interest and decided to enter the bar, sitting himself down on a chair in a corner, watching the events unfold before him. He wasn't one for alcohol. Even though he'd been legally allowed to drink since the age of 13, he never really liked it, and he found that it mucked up his proximity sensors, making him incredibly clumsy. He sighed, and raised a hand, to gain the barkeeper's attention.
"What can I do for you, sir?" The bartender asked, not quite managing to keep the look of curiosity from his face as he addressed the robot.
"I'd like glass of water please. No, make that lemonade."
"Lemonade, sir?" Damn. It appears this was not a universally recognised beverage.
"It's water and lemon juice, with sweeteners, and carbonic acid to add a fizzy sensation." Tom probably over-elaborated his description, but he wasn't taking any chances. Now the thought had crossed his mind, he really wanted that lemonade.
"I'll do my best, sir."

A few minutes later the barkeeper returned with a pint glass full of slightly yellow. bubbling liquid. It was a start.
Tom thanked the man, and rested the glass on the table, waiting for him to leave. If it was bad, he didn't want to make a show of it.
He took a sip, and promptly spat it out again.
"PPPFFFF!!"
What was that?! Wait... he recognised that taste from somewhere... it tasted rotten. Oh. Huh. Carbolic acid. Easy mistake. Tom discreetly poured the remainder of his drink into the base of a pot plant.
"That's the last time I'm asking for lemonade," He thought. He slouched in his seat and gazed out the window.