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<blockquote data-quote="Phoenix8008" data-source="post: 6414312" data-attributes="member: 211"><p>Mike stood in the bathroom in his quarters, leaning on the sink counter and staring into the mirror at his own reflection. Sometimes it seemed like someone else was staring back at him though. The man in the mirror smiled strangely at him, like he knew something that Mike hadn't figured out yet. <span style="color: #800080">"Hon? What are you doing in here in the dark?"</span> a voice asked as the bright LED lights clicked on when his wife Sheryl flipped the switch by the doorway. Rubbing his face and eyes, Airman Babington shook his head slowly before turning to answer his wife of 5 years. <span style="color: #0000CD">"Nothing. Not doing a damn thing finally. After staring at the computer monitor for the last 12 hours plus, the darkness felt pretty good on my eyes."</span>, he said as he moved to give Sheryl a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug. <span style="color: #0000CD">"Are the boys all tucked in?"</span>, he asked. <span style="color: #800080">"Yes."</span>, she answered. <span style="color: #800080">"They finally fell over after the craziness of today wore off. It sounds different now with the hyperspace engines not running."</span>, she commented. <span style="color: #800080">"Have they told you anything yet about what comes next?"</span> <span style="color: #0000CD">"Not yet."</span> he answered. <span style="color: #0000CD">"The signals from outside have all stopped of course. We've got no signal from Earth or any other Ark coming through the communications system now, just internal comms."</span> </p><p></p><p>They moved out of the bathroom and around the corner to peek in the boys small shared room at their sons: 5 year old James and 3 year old Nathan. Closing the door, they moved to the kitchenette to continue their conversation. <span style="color: #0000CD">"You said that the ship sounded different to you now. What did you mean? <em>'Sounds different'</em> how?"</span> he asked her. <span style="color: #800080">"Just quiet after how loud it was for those 8 hours, plus the launch and attack before that. Why? How does it sound different to you?"</span> Mike looked up at the ceiling for a moment as if thinking hard about the answer to give. After a moment, he finally replied. <span style="color: #0000CD">"Quieter, like you said. Just some strange noises here and there that I'm not used to yet I guess. We've been here for so short a time, we haven't gotten used to what normal is. Not that I'm sure how to define normal anymore anyway."</span> He chuckled to himself and smiled a little for the first time today. <span style="color: #0000CD">"There was a time when I was younger, when I played all the tabletop RPG's and read all the comic books, that you couldn't have convinced me that discovering dragons to be a real live creature could be a bad thing... but now..."</span> The smile faded away, and she wrapped her arms around him from behind to comfort him. <span style="color: #0000CD">"I always wanted to be a hero..."</span> he mumbled as the tears began to come. He turned around and held her close, happy that at least this much of his family survived, but devastated at the loss of so many others. <span style="color: #0000CD">"We lost so many today..."</span> he started, but had to stop as he got choked up and the sobbing began. <em><span style="color: #0000CD">'...because of me.'</span></em>, he completed the sentence in his mind. They buried their faces in each others shoulders and finally let it all out. For some reason, Mike saw the face in the mirror again with his closed eyes. He knew what the sad smile meant now. Things were going to be hard, but somehow... it would get better. He had to believe that was true. Because otherwise, he just might not be able to go on.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Phoenix8008, post: 6414312, member: 211"] Mike stood in the bathroom in his quarters, leaning on the sink counter and staring into the mirror at his own reflection. Sometimes it seemed like someone else was staring back at him though. The man in the mirror smiled strangely at him, like he knew something that Mike hadn't figured out yet. [COLOR="#800080"]"Hon? What are you doing in here in the dark?"[/COLOR] a voice asked as the bright LED lights clicked on when his wife Sheryl flipped the switch by the doorway. Rubbing his face and eyes, Airman Babington shook his head slowly before turning to answer his wife of 5 years. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"Nothing. Not doing a damn thing finally. After staring at the computer monitor for the last 12 hours plus, the darkness felt pretty good on my eyes."[/COLOR], he said as he moved to give Sheryl a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"Are the boys all tucked in?"[/COLOR], he asked. [COLOR="#800080"]"Yes."[/COLOR], she answered. [COLOR="#800080"]"They finally fell over after the craziness of today wore off. It sounds different now with the hyperspace engines not running."[/COLOR], she commented. [COLOR="#800080"]"Have they told you anything yet about what comes next?"[/COLOR] [COLOR="#0000CD"]"Not yet."[/COLOR] he answered. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"The signals from outside have all stopped of course. We've got no signal from Earth or any other Ark coming through the communications system now, just internal comms."[/COLOR] They moved out of the bathroom and around the corner to peek in the boys small shared room at their sons: 5 year old James and 3 year old Nathan. Closing the door, they moved to the kitchenette to continue their conversation. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"You said that the ship sounded different to you now. What did you mean? [I]'Sounds different'[/I] how?"[/COLOR] he asked her. [COLOR="#800080"]"Just quiet after how loud it was for those 8 hours, plus the launch and attack before that. Why? How does it sound different to you?"[/COLOR] Mike looked up at the ceiling for a moment as if thinking hard about the answer to give. After a moment, he finally replied. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"Quieter, like you said. Just some strange noises here and there that I'm not used to yet I guess. We've been here for so short a time, we haven't gotten used to what normal is. Not that I'm sure how to define normal anymore anyway."[/COLOR] He chuckled to himself and smiled a little for the first time today. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"There was a time when I was younger, when I played all the tabletop RPG's and read all the comic books, that you couldn't have convinced me that discovering dragons to be a real live creature could be a bad thing... but now..."[/COLOR] The smile faded away, and she wrapped her arms around him from behind to comfort him. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"I always wanted to be a hero..."[/COLOR] he mumbled as the tears began to come. He turned around and held her close, happy that at least this much of his family survived, but devastated at the loss of so many others. [COLOR="#0000CD"]"We lost so many today..."[/COLOR] he started, but had to stop as he got choked up and the sobbing began. [I][COLOR="#0000CD"]'...because of me.'[/COLOR][/I], he completed the sentence in his mind. They buried their faces in each others shoulders and finally let it all out. For some reason, Mike saw the face in the mirror again with his closed eyes. He knew what the sad smile meant now. Things were going to be hard, but somehow... it would get better. He had to believe that was true. Because otherwise, he just might not be able to go on. [/QUOTE]
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