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Nightmares

Posted Jan. 19, 2021, 10:21 p.m. by Ensign Luna (Security Officer /RTF) (Christina Crafford)

Posted by Crewman Jonathan Durheim (Engineer) in Nightmares

Posted by Ensign Luna (Security Officer /RTF) in Nightmares
Cerenity found herself back on the Viking soronded by shadow creachers. ” this is not real mommy just tucked me into bed” she said. The shadows laughed as if mocking the child. ” oh this is very much real Child. You will never escape we have claimed your father alread we will get your mother to then you will be all alone.” They said. Cerenity woke up screwing bulting upright in her bed. ” Mommy mommy” she cried.

Luna was woken to the sound of Cerenity’s screams and crys. She quickly when to the child’s room picking her up with out much thought. Cerenity huged her mother and muttered sumthing about the shadows. Luna cratled the child and headed to the lounge this time of night it was usually empty. She walked over to one of the view ports and started to sing. It’s was a song from an old animated TV show on earth (https://youtu.be/HY291dQmY_s) a show called lost song. Cerenity continued to cry for several moments befor calming down. Luna found a seat and setled there with the child just washing for her to fall asleep again.
Ensign Luna

Durheim was wandering the decks and corridors of the Leviathan; a rather typical event. He felt he did his best thinking while doing something; and in lieu of working, he settled for walking. No ship ever truly slept; and that was doubly true aboard the Leviathan. Containment (and breeches) kept no schedule. All the same; it was quieter during third shift. The pleasant background noise of a ‘living’ ship was curiously interrupted; piquing Durheim’s interest. Was that.... Singing? Off the top of his head, Durheim knew of several anomalies that emitted music (or at least, music-like sounds), but this didn’t sound like any of them. It was distant, and so hard to make out, but it didn’t trigger any warning bells in Durheim’s mind. It sounded..... kinder? Less… contrived, perhaps. Not a lure under false pretenses, but simply music for it’s own sake.

The music was brief, (roughly two minutes, by his chronometer) and ended before he found it’s source - a slightly out of the way lounge on the crew deck. Peering around the doorframe (one could never be too cautious aboard this ship), Durheim spotted the occupant - no, occupants. Stepping inside, he knocked gently on the wall with a metal hand; so as to announce his presence. “Excuse me Ma’am; were you perhaps singing a moment ago?”

As he got a closer look at the two, his head cocked to one side out of curiosity. Sure, there was much of the crew he hadn’t met (and possibly never would; given the Leviathan’s.... turnover), but a winged humanoid (or two!) stood out. “Miss… Luna, I believe? Crewman Durheim; pleased to meet you.”

Crewman Durheim, Engineering

Luna turned abruptly startled. A half asleep Cerenity in her arms. ” yes my daughter had a nightmare. Waght how did you know my name” An over tired and productive Luna said. She opened her wings slightly. Little Cerenity stared in her arms. ” why you stop sing” the child mubled her eyes half open.
Ensign Luna

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