Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20180205190922/@comment-24852191-20180217054054


 * Meanwhole, on the bridge of the Accused, Charger sits on the throne like command chair with Elena in his lap. He runs his cool pale fingers through her dark hair as she sleeps on his chest. Claud walks up and bows politely and whispers, careful not to wake her up.

Clay: My lord, we have arrived at Alioth III. Your orders.

Charger: What do you make of it?

Claud: It has large quantity of ionized particles in its upper atmosphere. However, below that, it is habitable.

Charger: Good, find a large enough space for us to land the ship at, if you can. If not just keep us below the ionosphere.

Clay: Yes, my lord.


 * He bows his head and returns to the helm. Charger watches on the view screen as the ship enters the planet’s atmosphere. The ship’s massive size makes the entry feel like nothing, just a slight shudder. Soon, the ship is below the ionosphere and passes over a dense forest. A massive field is seen in the distance.

Charger: There, Claud. Land there.


 * Claud complies and extends the Accursed’s massive landing struts and gear. He settles the massive vessel down with great care. Once down, he shuts down the engines.

Charger: Well done, Claud. Now, go get some sleep. We’ll explore our new home in the morning.

Claud: Yes, my lord.


 * Claud gets up from the helm and walks out the bridge. Charger lays his head atop Elena’s and closes his eyes, falling asleep.