Wednesday 28 November 2012

Station bound

Blackness, pure dark. His temporary accomodation on the lower back side of intaki IV was unlit from outside station lights. Opening the shutters made the room darker, so he did.

His weary bones ached, this had been the longest he had spent in one body. Hangovers used to be easily cured by selfdistructing his pod or clone jumping.

The young girl he paid for the night before awoke slowly on the bed behind him. She groaned. With a soft voice she wispered for him to come back to bed.

He looked over his shoulder and even in the dim lighting her naked body looked devine.

He returned his gaze out into the black vacuum of space.


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