Ranix Aurus
Languishing in Progress
It was barely past midnight when the transport plane boarded by Dr. Hindelhelm and his crew arrived onboard of USS Aegaeon.
Research team such as theirs, which was highly regarded by the Union, would usually warranted a welcoming feast. However, the nature of the mission wouldn't allow that luxury. Not that the researchers cared. For them, the project was more important than expensive wines.
"Doctor-" the ship's seasoned captain, a man who had lived half his life in the blue waste, held his tongue when he noticed a strange creature perched on top of the skinny scientist's shoulder.
With sleek, brown fur, white underbelly, and elongated body, it looked just like an average weasel. However, the size was slightly bigger than normal, and those pair of black, beady eyes seemingly pierced deep into the captain's mind. His instinct as a man of action warned him that this creature... was most likely not as simple as it looked.
"Is that guy here yet?"
The captain snapped awake, feeling a bit ashamed that he would lose his cool over a little animal.
"Ah... no, not yet. Your team is the first to arrive."
"...Fine. Let's wait a bit longer."
The captain led the team inside the ship's quarter, which had included a reconstructed area supplied with necessary instruments for the scientists to do their work. While they started the machines, the doctor stepped into a closed, white-walled chamber, and then put the weasel down.
"Your partner for this job will come soon. Make sure you get along, okay?"
After saying those words, the doctor left the weasel alone in the room.
Research team such as theirs, which was highly regarded by the Union, would usually warranted a welcoming feast. However, the nature of the mission wouldn't allow that luxury. Not that the researchers cared. For them, the project was more important than expensive wines.
"Doctor-" the ship's seasoned captain, a man who had lived half his life in the blue waste, held his tongue when he noticed a strange creature perched on top of the skinny scientist's shoulder.
With sleek, brown fur, white underbelly, and elongated body, it looked just like an average weasel. However, the size was slightly bigger than normal, and those pair of black, beady eyes seemingly pierced deep into the captain's mind. His instinct as a man of action warned him that this creature... was most likely not as simple as it looked.
"Is that guy here yet?"
The captain snapped awake, feeling a bit ashamed that he would lose his cool over a little animal.
"Ah... no, not yet. Your team is the first to arrive."
"...Fine. Let's wait a bit longer."
The captain led the team inside the ship's quarter, which had included a reconstructed area supplied with necessary instruments for the scientists to do their work. While they started the machines, the doctor stepped into a closed, white-walled chamber, and then put the weasel down.
"Your partner for this job will come soon. Make sure you get along, okay?"
After saying those words, the doctor left the weasel alone in the room.