A lonely ship orbiting Earth, not registered in any capacity by anyone. Half-destroyed, certainly no oxygen for what would be a dead crew. It was not wrong, for a lonely girl with a black, void ring stared down at the pale blue spot as if it were the most beautiful thing in the world. She had not seen such blue, such green, and such calm white of the clouds that surely would be like a pillow to be in, misty and cold. Felicette held onto the cracked helmet that would be the death of any creature that needed oxygen to breathe. She waited in that spot, almost as if hypnotized by the sheer color, the life, smells, and souls with such vivid kaleidoscope of colors.
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[ Alert: Transmission | Sector 2814 ]
The ring’s ever monotonous voice filtered into Guy’s dream, jolting him awake with a startling snort.
[ Unidentified spacecraft detected in Earth’s orbit. Hull composition: non-standard. Origin: indeterminate. Life signs: none. No heat signature detected. ]
The ring went on, listing its analysis as Guy yawned, then stretched, bones cracking in the process. Bright green light illuminated the room, as his green uniform materialized on him.
[ Immediate investigation required. Corps reinforcement on standby. ]
An amused scoff escaped him. Not due to the alert itself, any action was always a welcome, but because the ring thought he—Guy Motherfuckin’ Gardner— would need backup. He could honestly laugh.
A bolt of green shot up, zigzagging, chaotically streaking through the blue sky and then up into space. The ring guided him towards a ship, abysmal, half-destroyed.
Hand on hips, he whistled at the sight of the spacecraft. One would proceed with caution, but not Guy. A green constructed-fist punched through its hull, tore away at the metal wall, debris bursted out into space, items of insignificance gone, out into the void. Guy didn’t give it any attention. He floated through the newly-made hole, green light illuminating his path.
“Yooohooo!” His voice echoed loudly in the silence. “Anybody home?” He doesn’t expect a response. He believed the ring. There isn’t anybody alive on this ship.