Systems In Chaos: Dissention

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Galvin woke with a start as the star ship’s pilot’s voice came through the intercom. The loud voice coming through the speaker was a vast contrast to the silence that had only just enveloped Galvin’s private quarters.

“Sorry to interrupt, my Lord Titan, but we are coming up on our final route to enter Europa. We should be cleared to enter the atmosphere in ten minutes.”

After that the room returned to the quietness it had held a moment ago. Galvin rubbed his eyes, yawned and stretched his arms. All he wanted to do was go back to sleep; space travel was exhausting to him and he had been travelling all too much lately.

“Alright,” he said in a croaky voice, as he forced himself to sit up and get out of bed. Galvin rolled his head around, cracking the bones in his neck, and arched his shoulder back looking for a similar distinctive click, but was not rewarded with any. He felt wrecked after not having slept for almost three days, but he definitely felt better than he did before he had finally crashed and passed out.

Galvin walked over to the sink in the bathroom at the corner of his private room and splashed cold water over his face. Then he relieved himself in the toilet, which was located next to his private sink. The best perk of being a Titan, that he found himself most fond of at the moment, was  being allowed to have his own private living quarters in a star ship. He hated space travel, and having to share the room, the sink, the toilet and being allowed close to no privacy made it all the more tedious.

Before leaving the bathroom Galvin stopped to look in the mirror. It was strange looking at the figure staring back. The image that he, and everyone else, saw was someone with dark hair and brown eyes. Someone that looked calm, relatively rested and in control of himself. A man that commanded a great amount of physical power in his six foot three muscular body and a warrior that had much experience in battles and that the dangers of a fight didn’t concern him; not with a scar making its way from his right ear to his chin, and another, smaller, scar coming down his right eye.

The man looking back at him was a war hero, a leader and one of the ten Titans of the Guardian Citadel, but the one looking into the reflection felt much different. He felt weary, frail and old, weak and tired. Despite this he knew that he couldn’t let it show. Not to his soldiers, not to the Guardians and definitely not to the other Titans; although, he suspected that they could sense it when he was near.

Splashing another handful of cold water on his face he snapped out of his day dream. Walking back out into his room he pulled his clothes off the small two person couch that was sitting against the wall at the far end of the room and put them on. After that he fixed his heavy armour to his body, slipped on the Titan ceremonial robe and hooked his black and white thunderaxe onto his belt. With one last look in the mirror to see how he looked, Galvin headed out and made his way to the bridge.

The star ship was a small, one hundred man, frigate, and even though they were only operating with seventy it was still quite cramped. But, he was sure that the crew members did enjoy not having an extra thirty bodies shuffling around the mess hall. The passageways were fairly small as well, with enough room so two people can walk past each other with them only bumping shoulders, and that’s all. Most of the time the crew members would have the decency to shift themselves a bit so they could pass the other person without knocking them, but in times of emergency that wasn’t exactly on everyone’s minds.

Being a Titan meant Galvin was respected and powerful, and even though he was currently on a United Alliance ship the presence of one of the ten was not scoffed at by the soldiers. Even the Commander of the ship, though begrudgingly, offered Galvin his private chambers to him, which was the exact place he was coming from now. While walking around the ship the crewmates and ship personnel would, most of the time, stop in the hall way and turn themselves against the wall just so Galvin could pass them without having to move from the center of the walkways.