elscorpio2000

"So; what exactly are we doing?" The morning had swung into action with a flurry of activity unseen aboard the ostentatious vessel to date, starting with Elizabeth clambering out of bed, shaking the Engineer awake and stabbing about the android's neck to awaken him from self-induced standby. While Za'il had slowly shaken his doziness in a series of crippling yawns and stretches, David hadn't hesitated in attempting to make idle conversation with the woman charging about the bar with mugs of coffee and plates of food. A series of one-word and otherwise short, barely polite answers left him eventually tailing off, leaving her to destroy a plat