posted on Mar, 17 2009 @ 06:14 PM
Whisper boards the Yddryl. Curiously, she ‘pets’ the interior wall of the ship with her short tentacles. The ship is eerily quiet, as she likes
it. Slithering through the ships corridor, she picks out the most reclusive quarters. Cold, cramped, and devoid of any Rigellian art. Throughout the
known universe, Rigellian art is viewed as superior, as least as far as Whisper is concerned. Even her empathic friend Antar, has contributed greatly
to the quality of Rigellian art forms combining her gift of empathy fused with superior intellect, its result being some of the most thought
provoking, provocative sculptures. Some even claim to receive a sense of peace and enlightenment from just viewing these works of art. Not Whisper.
She can appreciate it greatly, but not feel it.
Whisper unpacks and notices one item of interest in her quarters. A floating, illuminating orb. Another of Antars beautiful pieces of sculpture or a
souvenir of Captain Cadburys recent escapades to Betelgeuse?
Captain Cadbury, the most respected and fearless of his rank. Having never served under him, Whisper intends to live up to her reputation. Captain
Cadbury and Whisper share the obsession with Betelgeuse. Not knowing the objective of this mission, she can only hope for a return…
Refocusing, Whisper tosses the red garment in the atom recycling bin. She suits up in her favorite blacker then black uniform and slithers towards the
central command center, curiously again sliding her tentacle along the interior wall of the ship.