Mar 18, 2009 22:19
The Earth was a hellhole.
Darkstar would be the first to tell anyone who asked him that.
Galactic war, plague, famine...it was endless and everywhere.
He liked to think his own headquarters was an oasis...a sanctuary from all the madness and destruction that went on outside...and...behind closed doors inside.
Giselle rubbed against his leg and purred as he finished feeding a macaw chick.
He sensed an energy disturbance and carefully put the small bird back into the incubator with its siblings.
Giselle felt it to. The lynx's fur bristled.
Darkstar quietly secured his helmet and began to look for the source of the anomaly.
atf rp