The waters of this area were finally calm, the waves no longer crashed constantly amongst the facility. A nearby boat would soon pass on by, going off towards one of the other facilities, a large tanker as it was one of many that transferred food and materials amongst the many facilities that were situated in the waters in Woostri. Many of them were facilities that gathered edible jellyfish, large fish eggs and meat stripped from some of the largest fish on the planet to be treated and cured. It was an intricate operation, each ship having a purpose to go forth and collect between each facility or to provide the very things needed to keep it going. A voice echoed behind the lone figure looking out over the platform, his large rain coat covering his body.
"We had a great haul today, lets do down to the bunks and relax. Let them do our shift for a while before we get called back up."
"You all go ahead, I want to watch the waters for a little bit longer."
"Alright, remember we go back out in ten hours, don't stay out much longer!"
The clanking of loud boots would soon become a distant whisper. The human known as Caradon Sun kept his eyes watching out towards the incoming mist from the rainstorm that was now brewing around the facility. It had been three years since he started this job, to get away from the orphanage. The galaxy at large, he knew nearly nothing about, they were in their own pocket of the galaxy, far away from the time of warfare. The winds would slowly pick up around him as the brown eyes glanced upward as the platform started to quickly drip large droplets of rainwater.
Life is Strange, but so is those that people run into. What is Destiny and what is to be done?
