OOC- sorry it took so long, and yae I can finally put effort into my posts <br/>Aureole’s eyes open slightly, all he see’s is a gray ceiling above him, a cheap fan lazily spinning. He tries to get up but winces from the pure agony that shoots through his body. His eyes wonder down revealing bandages wrapped around his upper torso. Shifting to the left, he sees what is clearly a small cabin in a very low cost starship meant for 4 people at max. “Wh-what the hell?” He whispers to no one but none the less receives a response in the from of a young sweet voice. “Oh I’m so glad you’re finally up.” The young woman’s voice coo’s from the cockpit. Aureole can only slightly see through the door, he sees an arm, covered in a white sleeve, resting upon the arm rest of the pilot’s seat. “What?” aureole asks, his voice alive once again, “What the hell, where the fuck am i?” His voice becomes rather panicked as he could have sworn he was shot to death back there. “I died!” He says in a raised voice that slightly calms, “I had to have died in the hail of that gun fire there is no possible way I didn’t.” His declaration is met with silence that only aggravates him. Slowly he gets up, the pain forcing his hand to grip the couch he laid upon so hard his knuckles bleached white. Gritting his teeth, he finally stands and begins to walk to the cock pit that is hardly a few feet away from the couch that rested at the back of the ship. The floors are steal but he makes no noise none the less. He then realizes he cannot see his hair! Discarding the pain, he lifts his arm and begins to feel around his back to find she had tied it in a pony tail. “What the fu-.. no.” He says with a hint of disgust as he undoes the hair tie allowing his long red hair to drape over his shoulders again. “Wait, are you up?” The woman says as she actually stands up and walks away from the controls of the starship. Aureole’s eyes widen, “Sit down and fly this thi-“ He is cut off, “You need to lay back down your very hurt.” Aureole cannot believe this. “Are you insane?” He asks as she begins to attempt at talking over him and urging him to sit down, “Pilot the dam star ship what the hell is wrong with you.” He says as her voice flood over top with a, “You really need to lay back down I think that-. “ She says before Aureole raises his voice, “No what the hell? Get back in the cock pit!” He shouts, “Sir Calm down I will get back to the cock pit please lay down.” They argue for a minute before Aureole sits on the couch. “I said lay down.” The women urges, “Are you shitting me?” Aureole snaps, “We are in the middle of outer space, we… we could die ….get in the..” He sighs and lies down. The girl, now that he looks at her more clearly is very beautiful and smiles a sweet grin as she gracefully walks back the cock pit, she flips her blonde hair upon reentering her seat.<br/>Hours pass before Aureole decides to break the silence, normally the first question would have been, “Where are we going?” But that was a useless thing to ask as he was a drifter and couldn’t care less. No, the question burning within the confines of his disturbed little head was said out loud. “Why did you save me?” He asks her, “You don’t know me, I’ve never even seen you around town.”  She answers quick and honestly, “You came back to save all those people, I couldn’t let a brave hero like you.. a good man.. die.” Her sweet voice tears a hole in his heart as he frowns. “But..” He begins, “I wasn’t trying to save anyone, I’m a thief.. a murderer.” His reply provokes her to peer around her seat at him, “What?” She asks, her face holding the beginning stages of a sad expression. “Why did you go there then?” She demands. “I wanted to die in the hail of gun fire, to die in battle rather than run into the desert and die a coward. “ Her eyes fall to the floor, “You only came back to die?” She asks. Aureole regretfully nods and returns his gaze to the ceiling. “I see.” She says in a disappointed tone. “Im sorry..” Aureole begins before she stops him. “Don’t be, it was my call.” She explains, “At least I saved a life.” This remark is met by Aureole chuckling and slightly frowning, “The universe would have benefited from my death.” He tells her coldly. There is a silence and her gaze does not leave the stars in front of her, “Your wrong.” She says. “Your important.” There is no reply, as Aureole had drifted back into unconsciousness.