#starburncr

[theastronaxt]

*Gets threatened by Rav* 

Astronaut: 

[theastronaxt]

"Let's see if you can laugh after five or six good shots in your freakin' face!" [[ starburncr >:3 ]]

@starburncr

The whole concept of..reforming himself and playing nice with the occupants of the S.S Alexander worked well. Mostly. Mainly when the Commander was actually…around to keep the peace. After all, this entire thing had been his idea. But the hero wasn’t around at the time and neither was Cosmica. The only occupants of the ship were Rav, Gidget, the strange creature that was known only as Booplax and, last but certainly not least, himself.

He knew he wasn’t welcome aboard the spacecraft. Knew that Rav and his misfit pets disliked him. There was nothing comforting about being kept around as--as an outlier like this. Every thing he did was watched and judged; it was suffocating. 

The Astronaut bared his teeth at the threat and eyes narrowed, as if daring Rav to do it. Daring him to grab his gun and try such a thing. 

“You won’t do it.” His voice was strained, a rough mixture of what it had once been and what the Necrostar had done to speak from him. “You’re nothing but a coward Starburner.” 

Shoulders rolled and his grin widened into something edged with madness, “Besides I doubt your Commander would be very happy returning to such a sight.” 

[theastronaxt]

“Oh, please, you’re not annoyed at that whole murder thing, are you?” ~starburncr [[ ENJOY ]]

@starburncr

Expression darkened the moment he heard the words, a glare rounded on the eccentric space cowboy as teeth gritted together. 

Rav was, by far, one of the people he liked least this side of the Universe.It hadn’t taken much to learn that he was the one who’d released the Commander and thus, taken Cosmica from him. It was Rav who ultimately earned him the gaping wound that leaked the strange green substance constantly from his chest. It was Rav who’d sentenced him to this..this wandering existence he’d been forced to take. 

“Annoyed?” The Astronaut questioned, spitting the word out as if it left a bad taste in his mouth, “Look at me Starburner. Look at me and ask that once more.” 

[theastronaxt]

@starburncr

Rubble shifted and the Astronaut struggled to free himself from the debris of the destroyed moon base. Hands fumbled against metal and melted fabric, dull optics flickering about looking for..someone.

Something.

He couldn’t be alone.

Pain made itself known and he glanced down, fingers prodding at the mess of green and black ooze dripping from the wound the Commander had given him. It wasn’t anything he’d ever seen before. 

One hand remained pressed against the hole in his front whilst the other formed a half cup around his mouth, “Cosmica--?” She..she hadn’t really left him..she. She wouldn’t do that. 

“Cosmica? I--I’m alive! See--? I’m alive you--you can come back.” 

“COSMICA?” 

No answer came and the male frowned, slowly lowering his hands and taking an unsteady stagger backwards. No. No this wasn’t how this was meant to happen. This was never how this was supposed to happen. 

“Is..is anyone here?”