KenżaSheep
That's nice. Put it back.
When was the last time Kitty remembered picking a Shattered Isle portal at random and hopping through without considering the consequences?
Exactly. She didn't. That's why this particular venture was meant to be interesting. Exploring the unknown, never sure what to expect; this was the thrill she lived for. In this case, that thrill was directed at the space station on a Class M planet. At least, that's what she had been told. Kitty wasn't exactly sure what a "Class M" planet was, but since she was currently standing outside and still breathing, it must have been inhabitable.
The whole place was ironically parching, even though there was rain-forest-like vegetation growing everywhere. The station had been set in a very wide clearing, but that didn't stop vines from climbing up over the outside of the hangar. Grass was cut short intentionally, almost regularly, as it seemed the greenery would engulf anything if let out of hand for too long. Kitty observed the overgrown forest edge as she walked towards the entrance of the building. Two suns did rather strange things to the shadows, and the foreign sounds of hidden insects was almost unnerving. She briefly considered hopping back through the portal to the Nexus, but where was the fun in that?
The electronic doors slid open with a soft hiss before she even had time to look for a handle. Nifty, Kitty mused, taking an exaggerated step inwards. She was immediately greeted by stunning silence as the airtight entrance sealed behind her. Though people were seen and heard bustling throughout the patchwork of corridors, making a beeline from here to there, it was much quieter inside than outside, lacking nature's white noise in the background. Domed walls formed various hallways to who-knew-where, not claustrophobic at all thanks to the white-gray-blue palette of color, and smelling just faintly of sweat, stardust and fuel.
Kitty ambled through the windowless pathways, making note when she passed by the deliciously-scented mess hall as well as what appeared to be a lounge of some sort, and was thankful she had brought her jacket with her. Without the mint item of clothing, the girl figured she'd've frozen over a long while ago. Though it was quite warm outside, the station must have had some advanced AC to keep it at such a consistently chilly temperature.
It wasn't long before she finally found herself the entrance to a ship—newly docked, it seemed, and quite busy with people. For a moment, all Kitty did was stand and gaze inward, wondering exactly who would notice if she tried to enter without permission. Wouldn't be too hard to just take a quick peek at the interior, would it?
Only one way to find out....
Exactly. She didn't. That's why this particular venture was meant to be interesting. Exploring the unknown, never sure what to expect; this was the thrill she lived for. In this case, that thrill was directed at the space station on a Class M planet. At least, that's what she had been told. Kitty wasn't exactly sure what a "Class M" planet was, but since she was currently standing outside and still breathing, it must have been inhabitable.
The whole place was ironically parching, even though there was rain-forest-like vegetation growing everywhere. The station had been set in a very wide clearing, but that didn't stop vines from climbing up over the outside of the hangar. Grass was cut short intentionally, almost regularly, as it seemed the greenery would engulf anything if let out of hand for too long. Kitty observed the overgrown forest edge as she walked towards the entrance of the building. Two suns did rather strange things to the shadows, and the foreign sounds of hidden insects was almost unnerving. She briefly considered hopping back through the portal to the Nexus, but where was the fun in that?
The electronic doors slid open with a soft hiss before she even had time to look for a handle. Nifty, Kitty mused, taking an exaggerated step inwards. She was immediately greeted by stunning silence as the airtight entrance sealed behind her. Though people were seen and heard bustling throughout the patchwork of corridors, making a beeline from here to there, it was much quieter inside than outside, lacking nature's white noise in the background. Domed walls formed various hallways to who-knew-where, not claustrophobic at all thanks to the white-gray-blue palette of color, and smelling just faintly of sweat, stardust and fuel.
Kitty ambled through the windowless pathways, making note when she passed by the deliciously-scented mess hall as well as what appeared to be a lounge of some sort, and was thankful she had brought her jacket with her. Without the mint item of clothing, the girl figured she'd've frozen over a long while ago. Though it was quite warm outside, the station must have had some advanced AC to keep it at such a consistently chilly temperature.
It wasn't long before she finally found herself the entrance to a ship—newly docked, it seemed, and quite busy with people. For a moment, all Kitty did was stand and gaze inward, wondering exactly who would notice if she tried to enter without permission. Wouldn't be too hard to just take a quick peek at the interior, would it?
Only one way to find out....