Dark Matter

6

"Good morning everyone. Here is your report from the bridge. I hope you're all enjoying a hearty breakfast. The ship's engines are operating within acceptable parameters. At current rate of travel we should be arriving at the space station in approximately twenty-six hours and seven seconds," the android says over the loud speakers.

Everyone is gathered in the mess hall, all eating a breakfast, and listening to the android, and each other. Seven is sitting next to Five and playing with her food, occasionally eating it.

"Exactly one hour earlier than the last time she updated us, one hour ago. Thank you robot," Three replies sarcastically. "So, here's what happens when we hit the space station. Hawk the ship, split the profits, have a fond farewell toast and pay each other adieu."

Silence takes over the crew. Seven puts down her fork and looks up, she shares a look with Five, and so does everyone. They all look at each other, thinking, what is this guy? None of them want to do that, only Three does.

"No?" Three asks after a few moments.

"You want to split up?" One asks him.

"Yeah, we're seven strangers and a robot. We don't owe each other anything."

"But we're a team," Five says.

"No offense, but this 'team' has a lot of dead weight on it."

"Offense taken," Six replies.

"Once we get to the station we're going to refuel, resupply, and repair. I'd be happy to give anyone who wants to leave their share of whatever we have left, but we're not selling the ship," Two says firmly. 

Two gets up from her seat, taking her plate with her. Seven's eyes follow her all the way until she leaves, then her head snaps back to the table, and the people in front of her.

"Ain't up to her."

"I don't want to sell the ship," One replies, placing his plate on top of Three's.

"Me neither," Five says.

"Me neither," Six tells him.

Once Six is gone, and he's done the same thing One had, Three replies, and he talks to Four. He doesn't says anything to Seven for he kinda thinks that she's a little, what's the word... freaky... weird... odd... crazy?

"Yeah, ok, alright." Three watches Six leave before he leans towards Four, "You know, if we stick together..."

Four interrupts him by placing how own plate of food on top of Three's, following One, and Six's actions. He then, without saying anything else, gets up from his seat, and leaves the room. Of course leaving behind a startled Three. Three then looks at Seven, not because he wants to get her to agree with him, but because she just happens to be staring. he gives her a look, and a small smile falls onto Seven's face, and soon enough she's giggling. 

"What are you laughing at?"

Seven doesn't reply, she just laughs even harder, gets up from her seat, places her own plate onto Four's, and leaves the room. Her laughs echo through the ship, and at that moments everyone except Three, wonder what Seven is laughing at. 

... 

Five had asked Seven if she wanted to play a game, but Seven and I guess everyone else said no. Well Seven didn't exactly use her words. She just ignored Five until she left her room. Once Five did leave, Seven got up and changed into a new outfit. This one is a different dress. It's a magenta color, and it has small straps. She also put on a pair of knee high boots, and a knit, short sleeve, coverall. Without really thinking she gets up from her bed, and walks over to her mirror. Again her hands and her eyes find the three little circle scars on her face, and once again she gets an uneasy feeling about them. If only she could remember why. If something bad happened to her connecting to these scars, she wants to know. She wants to know where she came from, how she got onto the ship, and why she has scars. Of course she can't find that out until Five decides to go looking for people's memories. Which can be dangerous.