Zero was already awake long before the devious AI tried to coax the rest of the crew to rise. Leaning forward on his arm he stared out the port hole which projected the darkness of space, vast and empty he gazed upon the pixel created creation. Shallow rings of black bordered his eyes, a testament that sleep had not been coming easily for the older man. A small sigh broke over the static that crackled and sparked from the broken com in his room, which only lasted a day into his stay on this ship thanks to the annoyingly up beat AI. Pushing off the window he turned towards where he had left his drink, the amber liquid muddled with the circular ball of ice danced around as he lifted it up to his mouth. Little streams ran down the side of his mouth and mixed into his white bearded as he guzzled the last remnants of the alcohol down. Glass in hand he stumbled his way out of the room and into the hall, and with hand on wall he started the journey down to the canteen.<br/><br/>Loud, that was the only way to describe his decent into the bowls of the ship. As he passed each private sleeping quarter he practicality slammed that robotic hand of his into the door. His shuffling didn't make things any better for his fellow crew, not that he really cared, those girthy implants dragged across the metal floor producing a loud pitch screech as the two alloys moaned at their contact. The scent of food grew strong as he neared the entrance of the mess hall, and almost unbearably. The synthetic aroma filled his nostrils as he stood in the door way earning a small shake of his head as the scent was never quite right.<br/><br/><span style="color: #A32A2A">"Always fuckin' off aint ya."</span><br/><br/>His voice was rough and raspy and really directed at no one it would seem, though he was sure the AI knew he was talking to it. Trudging forward he lay his glass under one of the many nozzles that filled the back wall of their canteen. The frozen orb clanked against his glass as he put it down and pulled the handle, that same amber liquid filling his glass to the rim before he let it go and without even skipping a beat he downed it all, going for seconds. This one fared a little better, only a sip missing as he turned giving a small nod to the others that had collected before scuttling off to the corner.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>