OOC: October, the spooky month, has inspired me to do a haunted ship theme PRSIM for the holidays. Anyone that’s interested, feel free to join or shoot me a DM on discord.

-Janice B.

IC:

As Valkris’ foot falls walked from the lounge, her hands cradled a freshly materialized black coffee. Her eyes scanned the nearly empty corridor. Barely a soul roamed it during the early morning shift. All space traffic had slowed during this hour and silence gnawed at her senses. She took a deep breath to clear the anxiety. With an increase in her pace, she slipped into the command room for the landing platforms. A small blinking light indicated a request to port.

She turned her head to check the schedule. It confirmed Voltaire, a local salvage ship, had requested landing permission around this time. Valkris placed her cup down then flipped the switch to finish authorization. A brief conversation later, the ship docked and the small crew prepared to off load. Her attention turned to a fellow officer manning the second console.

“Are you getting the same eerie feeling that something’s not right?”

The man shook his head. His eyes still fixed to his monitor as he answered. “Nope. Maybe your coffee isn’t agreeing with you?”

Valkris frowned then glanced at the dark liquid. “Maybe…”

Her voice took on an unsure tone before she decided on something. “I’m going to make sure they docked all right.”

“Kay, I’ll keep you updated on anyone else requesting to dock.”

She nodded then took her leave toward the landing platform.

–Ensign Valkris MacLaren, Sec