The void of space loomed beyond the confines of Vereshin's protective suit. Hovering above the walls of a derelict warship, he pulled himself into a wide opening which appeared to be a hangar bay. Creatures of the stars chipped away at metal as he pulled away disintegrated shards with a gloved hand. He looked behind for his companion, the Mandalorian sent to accompany him on a journey into a ghost ship, bound by a rift.
The old hangar bay allowed them a vast view of their surroundings. Vereshin turned his head to survey the indigo blanket, dotted sparsely with white dots and welcoming the most far-seeing mind. He peeled away the metal eaten by creatures of deep space and allowed one to crawl across his hand. The black insect with legs like steel made no intention of jabbing any fangs into his hand, making him sure that the creature survived on the remnants of machinery.
"Good bye, beastie." He said as he let the space bug crawl away and continue to gnaw on the edge of hanger door. Several more gathered and followed the insect around the side of the door and outside onto the hull of the ship.
With a few clicks on the datapad on his wrist device, Vereshin keyed in information which he collected along the way. He noticed the creatures, how they looked and what they ate. The protective suit consisted of an imbued robe and hood, over a mask which concealed his head and heavy boots. He pushed himself away from the door and strode leisurely across the space, pushing himself into a further crevice of the ship.
"What drove you to accompany me, Kaira?" As the minutes passed, he decided to pressure his companion. "Are you interested in anomalies of an astral sort?" He asked through the raspy tone of the mask. Kaira had said little following their arrival, which piqued Vereshin's curiosity. He assumed she had no interested in astrophysics or magic of a cosmic kind, making him question her ambitions and reason for joining him. The rift in which the ship lay, proved to be Vereshin's key interest.
Debris floated through the empty space of the hull. Leaping gently over steel, Vereshin followed crevices and spaces, feeling through the force for any strong pull of energy which might lead him to the mouth of the rift. Every so often, the ship jolted and sent Kaira and himself tumbling. He was thrown to the side and grasped an extending tube for dear life. The forces surging through the hull indicated to Vereshin and Kaira that they were not alone.
"That's curious..." Vereshin cooed, his interest heightened. As he looked down a corridor, he noticed the pieces of debris being pulled in a certain direction. He clicked a few baps on his wrist device as he noted the change in the gravitational pull. Following the floating pieces of metal, he leaped across the side of the corridor and turned into a dark corner. A flurry of movement passed by his side, accompanied by a pair of glowing eyes staring him down from the darkness.
[member="Kaira Eyeris"]
