Before Rift Apart (Complete)

Pieces

Planet Fastoon, Cerullean Sector, 2 Months Later

Phantom was looking over the sensors for the layout of the land as Rivet held a hand scanner and was scanning the surrounding area. "I don't get it. We saw SOMETHING on sensors here for a minute. Looked like a whole city down here but... We came all this way and there's nothing here!" Rivet said, extremely disapointed in this. "Say what you want, but this place is perfect as a new base. Maybe even a permanent one too." Phantom said. Rivet scoffed. "How'd you figure that one? Place is a dump..." She commented.

"According to the sensors, hasn't been anything near this world for centuries. Which means hardly anyone knows or even cares about this place, including the Emperor." Rivet stepped in. "Then why would we use this place for ourselves? Let's make some rules for this place and make it a refugee outpost for those escaping him?" Phantom looked at her. It was a sound idea. "What rules did you have in mind?" Rivet smiled. "No subspace communications. No Imperial technology of any kind. If you want to make a living here, make your own tools and grow your own food. We could probably use soil reclamators."

Phantom nodded in surprised approval. Surprised at how sound and mature the idea was. "Not bad Rivet, not bad at all." She smiled, happy to have made a contribution. "Is that a yes then?" She asked. "Sure is Rivet. It's a good one, plus we have several little bases. It's time the regular people got a place to live their lives at." Rivet hadn't been this excited in awhile. She always wanted to help make the world, or now the galaxy a much better place. This was a big and necessary first step, and it made her feel great.

After the incident with her arm, it felt like everything was coming to one victory after another, no matter how small it seemed it be. Phantom and Rivet packed up and went back to their ship to unload the supplies necessary to help make things a beginning here. Rivet still wondered what the blip on the sensors were that even brought them here in the first place. At the end of the day she simply decided that maybe some strange force lead them there to that location. Either way, however settles here owes that blip their lives now.

Rivet has a sense of peace and purpose in life, despite the fact life is anything but peaceful. Given a choice between this and being back on Igliak with her engineering job, she would much rather be there. However she didn't adjust well to the "easy" lifestyle. Too clean, too normal. Rivet was a proven engineer who much preferred getting her hands dirty and being out in the field with the others. It's what made her a good Resistance leader. She didn't let others do the job for her, and she never forgot that attitude cost her an arm.

Despite this, she much prefers to keep doing what she usually does. Her arm at the end of the day was a small price to pay for a revelation, even if she didn't quite understand it herself. Everything she had said to herself during the incident made her realize just how mean she can be i she really tried. In this case it worked. She managed to push herself to an extreme and survive a horriffic attack unlike anything else she had faced in the past, and even better, she was fine. With the hope that time heals all wounds.

Rivet on the inside was busy picking up the pieces of herself, but looking at her you'd never know it. Everyone who knew her saw her as the true definition of what it meant to be strong. Most days she felt weak, not knowing of this strength everyone else seemed to see in her. Yet she couldn't help but be inspired by the fact that others were inspired by her presence. A circle of life type of deal. But it all starts with a single person she guessed. She was happy to let herself become a symbol, that there was no problem with it.

Her own mind felt something out of it, she just wasn't sure what. It wasn't long until Rivet and Phantom got to Cobalia, the Gelatonium capital of the Polaris Galaxy. 2nd place in that regard was Sargasso, where Rivet had met the Morts. She had almost forgotten about those little guys. Probably the best part of her self imposed exile was meeting them and living on their plant. She made a halfway decent living until she was able to buy her own place, one with peace and quiet where she could mourn alone.

Rivet sighed at the memory and how silly it was that she was mad during that time. Everyone mourns in their own way. Back to being on Cobalia, Rivet was loading up Gelatonium supplies as quickly as she could. "Don't hurt yourself Rivet, we need you you know..." Phantom reminded her. Rivet grunted through teeth as she loaded the last canister. "There, that was the last one. Can we go back home now?" Rivet asked. Phantom gave a nod and went back into the ship, and Rivet followed behind. "What're you doing in the other seat?" She asked curiously. Phantom smiled.

"You fly." He told her. Phantom didn't have to say it twice. She quickly climbed into the pilot's seat and got the ship ready for flight. "So, are we just going along and picking up the pieces until the Resistance is big enough?" Rivet asked. "You know me. Just gonna do this until we can take down this whole rotten thing, from the inside." Phantom said. Rivet smiled as she got the ship to fly. "Sooo, where are we headed?" Rivet asked. Phantom gave it a thought since he figured Rivet would pick the destination. "You pick Rivet, I'm sure you have ideas."

She nodded, and set a course for Kreeli Comet. She always wanted to see a comet up close. Kreeli comet also had tons of rumors behind it, such as it was home to some kind of super computer made by an unknown race. Rivet wanted to see if any of those rumors held out. The fact that it was buried, or part of the comet though would present an array of problems. Most equipment reaching too hot or too cold levels cease to function way faster than their expected date of doing so. But Rivet figured it was worth a look.

She had ideas that the super computer could be used for the Resistance if they fed it the right information. It could come up with strategies, places for refugess to go, what nebulas to hide and make bases at. The boundries were endless. That especially goes for the boundries of knowledge. Rivet started dreaming of the tools and even engines she could make with the super computer's use. But first she had to get there and see it's condition, and hope that it as worth it. She leaned over and flipped a switch to push the engines a little harder she they'd get there faster.