(Speak of a past experience)
The black-clad Floran sat back in her chair and set her hands behind her head as she read over the anonymous message once again, before hitting record for a posted reply, "You want to hear something about my past. Very well. I have time for one story."
"I doubt this story has been uploaded as a log yet. It happened shortly before I moved to this crew."
"I was on another ship before this one. Captain Grattice lead us," Ramarri pulled a Captain's cap out of the locker and wiped away some dust. "He was a good Captain."
"Grattice was trying to do the same job Ruka was. Earth destroyed meant others were without home. Grattice would not have that. We were following a distress signal to a ship that was already empty. Only blood remained."
"Grattice gave orders to follow the next distress call and we beamed to the ship. The purple hoods aboard after the ship left. We didn't know they were there until it was too late."
"Grattice heard them stepping toward our location and told me to prepare for anything. Grattice called out with his pistol drawn. The response was gunfire. We took cover and sent shots back."
"Our shots seemed like a waste so Grattice told me to hide. Grattice requested to talk and bullets stopped. I advised not to go."
"I could not hear them talking clearly. Then gunshot. Grattice yell and more gunshots. Grattice dive back with me for cover. More shooting. Hoods yelling loudly. Grattice closes his eyes."
"Tellss me to stay safe. Tellss me to sstop them when I ssee them. Tellss me he iss proud. I get angry and grab gun of Grattice. Sshoot lotss more at hoodss. Heard mech leave out airlock. Think all fight done."
"Grattice ssay one more thing. Thing Floran will not repeat..."
"Ssoon all iss quiet. Grattice gone. Floran hide sso can kill resst of hoodss before they know. Floran all tearss and Floran Rage. Then... Fishy and Glitch arrive. Floran not know them, attack on ssight."
"Were Ruka and Krassk. Floran slowly calm down, and hoodss return. Floran help Ruka kill them... But Krassk shot. Jusst like Grattice."
"Floran-... I do not remember the rest. Only coming to my senses on Ruka's ship."
Having been fidgeting since halfway through the story, Ramarri stifled one sob and wiped an eye.
"Guess I was not ready to share this story. Story needed to be told."
Ramarri slowly stood up and sent the recording and collapsed back in her chair, then mourned Grattice once again for the evening.
