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Nikkysha
Minmatar Re-Awakened Technologies Inc Electus Matari
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Posted - 2009.02.13 18:18:00 -
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In a dingy corner of an almost forgotten bar, a lonely woman sat staring at the bottom of an almost empty glass. The dim orange lighting from the sodium strip lights above barely reached the edges of the room, the only sound was the low pitched humming of the ventilation system. This dismal watering hole was a far cry from the dazzling lights and thumping music of the popular Gallente owned "Powerhaus" nightclub on the other side of the station walkway.
It was this peace, near-serenity and seclusion which appealed to Nikkysha. She looked younger than her years, her narrow Sebiestor features framed by white hair swept to one side. A shock of red tribal nano-tatoo on her face contrasted starkly with her pale eyes. That youthful face usually sported a smile which could instill loyalty in friends and infuriate enemies, but today it was not present.
"Little sips," Nikkysha said as she tilted the glass left and right. "Little sips so you don't notice at first. But a hundred little sips, and then things get bad. Where does it all go?"
Nikky cast her mind back to her last night on Matar before setting off for the EVE University. The future had seemed so bright back then. She was going to be a capsuleer. She was going to be a pod pilot! She would command the biggest hauler the universe had ever seen! She'd break the Jita-run record and ferry more Ore from the belts than anyone had previously. She was going to be rich. Years from now there would be ships named after her, and people would say "A fleet of freighters would not accomplish in a year what Nikkysha did in a day!"
Nikky smiled briefly to herself at her own naivete.
"It could all have turned out so differently..."
Nikkysha had stopped making plans after the first week in University. Plans have a nasty habit of never quite working out how you wanted them to. Nikkysha was certain her parents would be disappointed in her. She couldn't face telling them that she'd dropped out of Uni and signed on with a militant Republican exploration corporation. They just wouldn't understand.
Because they'd never been there. They'd never seen it.
"I have to go again. I still have questions I need to answer. I.... Need... I need to FEEL it again... Alone..."
Nikkysha stood up slowly and headed back to the hangar. She locked in the coordinates and began the long journey out to New Eden.
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Tractus Vesica
Caldari Atrum Flamma Order of the Black Dragons
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Posted - 2009.02.13 21:34:00 -
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As Nikkysha left the station, Tractus warp jammed her, popped her ship, and looted the wreck, leaving her floating in a pod.
Have a nice day.
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CCP Mitnal
C C P CCP
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Posted - 2009.02.13 23:18:00 -
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Moved to EVE Fiction. |
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