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Concealed within walls of metal and wires, gently being rocked by solar and electromagnetic flares one can sometimes forget about the vast emptiness filled with pinpricks of light they're lonely floating in. Funny how that is a paradox, yet it's completely harmless.

What exactly woke me up?

Slowly being dragged out of unconsciousness I was greeted by the familiar comforting low muffled rumbling, a noise that I had become so accustomed over the years. The smell of wires and oiled mechanics wafted in the air, tickling my nose with a threat to sneeze as it normally does. Except why did it feel as if I was napping on the surface of Pluto?
Peeling open my tired eyes with slow squinting blinks I glanced groggily around my unusually frigid surroundings before letting out a long needed groan, slumping my head back into my cushion of sleep. I was responded with a calm toned set of whhrrrss from my surroundings of a mechanical virbarator from somewhere in the mess of wires and metal. To others the low rumbling like tones were nothing but white noise, noise for the sake of noise alone.

To me it was a clear language.

"Good morning Sir, did you have a good rest?" The partial metallic voice inquired. "V-RIFT, what in the name of all things magically mechanical is going on?" My muffled groan dragged out into my pillow while my hand tried to wrap my blanket tighter around my shivering frame. "And we're in the middle of bloody space there is no 'morning' as far as I'm concerned." I added grumpily. "Good point Sir however according to the time line you have synchronized all of your devices to it is morning." The voice of the ship answered back. True you have heard me correctly when I said ship. And not any ordinary sail on water and ocean ship. Adding space to the beginning of the word may resolve nearly no confusion.

A digital time popped in correspondence to V-RIFT's statement on the screen near the front of the ship in brilliant aqua blue numbers, nearly blinding my sensitive eyes in the dim darkness of the ship's interior. "Oh mother of– V-RIFT you're blinding me." I ground out the hiss. In the process of trying to lift myself off the low bed in the back my feet still attempting to gain some sleep failed to hold my weight, sending me straight down like a bag of amplified gravity weights, on my face. Now more than a little irritated a wave of foreign swears slipped through my lips unable to be uncensored. "Also why does it feel like a freezer in here!?" I snapped in frustration following the finished rant of sour words. "Repowering, the internal temperature dropped due to slight malfunction during the repowering Sir." V-RIFT replied immediately. "Faaaaaantastic." I groaned loudly, pulling my hands across my face trying to relax a little.

"Incoming object."

"You have got to be kidding me." I sighed, suddenly going into auto pilot mode. My movements were precise reacting the same I had for years, sliding into the seat I had sat in for hours, hands automatically flying to the controls and leavers as if they had minds of their own. Nearly lying down in the slopped chair my immediate view was out the front and slight top window of the ship, to the distant and never ending darkness with only few points of tiny light light-years away. In my fury of manoeuvring the controls I paused for a moment as I stared out the window, thinking about the scene laid out in front of me. Middle of space, out in cold black nothing where the only sources of light were billions upon billions miles away, floating in a ship out in the real middle of nowhere. I was out here, alone.

Very alone.

I looked around the inside of the ship at the small squat darkened gold and chrome metal, the multitude of controls and switches and wires and the screen not far off to my left, slowly looking around as I swallowed back a wave of emotion I had no use for at the present moment. It was easy to manoeuvre V-RIFT just slightly to avoid the chunk of debris that drifted in my direction, though really it would have done more than bounced off if it had hit me at the speed it was moving at. I rested down vacantly watching out the window with a sigh, running a hand through my scruffy jaw length blond hair.

"Is there something wrong Sir?"

"No nothing's wrong V-RIFT.... I've got you for company." I said, giving a weak grateful smile.

Description
Concealed within walls of metal and wires, gently being rocked by solar and electromagnetic flares one can sometimes forget about the vast emptiness filled with pinpricks of light they're lonely floating in. Funny how that is a paradox, yet it's completely harmless.

What exactly woke me up?

Slowly being dragged out of unconsciousness I was greeted by the familiar comforting low muffled rumbling, a noise that I had become so accustomed over the years. The smell of wires and oiled mechanics wafted in the air, tickling my nose with a threat to sneeze as it normally does. Except why did it feel as if I was napping on the surface of Pluto?
Peeling open my tired eyes with slow squinting blinks I glanced groggily around my unusually frigid surroundings before letting out a long needed groan, slumping my head back into my cushion of sleep. I was responded with a calm toned set of whhrrrss from my surroundings of a mechanical virbarator from somewhere in the mess of wires and metal. To others the low rumbling like tones were nothing but white noise, noise for the sake of noise alone.

To me it was a clear language.

"Good morning Sir, did you have a good rest?" The partial metallic voice inquired. "V-RIFT, what in the name of all things magically mechanical is going on?" My muffled groan dragged out into my pillow while my hand tried to wrap my blanket tighter around my shivering frame. "And we're in the middle of bloody space there is no 'morning' as far as I'm concerned." I added grumpily. "Good point Sir however according to the time line you have synchronized all of your devices to it is morning." The voice of the ship answered back. True you have heard me correctly when I said ship. And not any ordinary sail on water and ocean ship. Adding space to the beginning of the word may resolve nearly no confusion.

A digital time popped in correspondence to V-RIFT's statement on the screen near the front of the ship in brilliant aqua blue numbers, nearly blinding my sensitive eyes in the dim darkness of the ship's interior. "Oh mother of– V-RIFT you're blinding me." I ground out the hiss. In the process of trying to lift myself off the low bed in the back my feet still attempting to gain some sleep failed to hold my weight, sending me straight down like a bag of amplified gravity weights, on my face. Now more than a little irritated a wave of foreign swears slipped through my lips unable to be uncensored. "Also why does it feel like a freezer in here!?" I snapped in frustration following the finished rant of sour words. "Repowering, the internal temperature dropped due to slight malfunction during the repowering Sir." V-RIFT replied immediately. "Faaaaaantastic." I groaned loudly, pulling my hands across my face trying to relax a little.

"Incoming object."

"You have got to be kidding me." I sighed, suddenly going into auto pilot mode. My movements were precise reacting the same I had for years, sliding into the seat I had sat in for hours, hands automatically flying to the controls and leavers as if they had minds of their own. Nearly lying down in the slopped chair my immediate view was out the front and slight top window of the ship, to the distant and never ending darkness with only few points of tiny light light-years away. In my fury of manoeuvring the controls I paused for a moment as I stared out the window, thinking about the scene laid out in front of me. Middle of space, out in cold black nothing where the only sources of light were billions upon billions miles away, floating in a ship out in the real middle of nowhere. I was out here, alone.

Very alone.

I looked around the inside of the ship at the small squat darkened gold and chrome metal, the multitude of controls and switches and wires and the screen not far off to my left, slowly looking around as I swallowed back a wave of emotion I had no use for at the present moment. It was easy to manoeuvre V-RIFT just slightly to avoid the chunk of debris that drifted in my direction, though really it would have done more than bounced off if it had hit me at the speed it was moving at. I rested down vacantly watching out the window with a sigh, running a hand through my scruffy jaw length blond hair.

"Is there something wrong Sir?"

"No nothing's wrong V-RIFT.... I've got you for company." I said, giving a weak grateful smile.