Once we finished up setting up our room, I went to the little kitchen to make some coffee and got some of my coffee mix
'I could use some Coffee right now.' I thought as I put the mix on the mixer as I turned the mixer on. I waited for the coffee to be brewed as I went into my thoughts
'What's Blood Arts? Could be a unique type of Magic, likely may have some similarities to Sorcery, if so, then it would need a catalyst to channel a spell, may be in relations to how one channels a Blessing, by reciting incantations of tomes.' I thought inquisitively as I pondered on the nature of Blood Arts, I then heard a beep
I glanced over to the coffee maker as it finished making coffee and it poured the brown liquid unto the carafe and began filling it up.
Once it finished, I took the carafe and poured myself a serving of coffee on a grey mug and then I thought on what to put in my coffee.
"Oh, making coffee, Erwin?" Emily asked
I then nodded and went towards the replicator and inputted what I wanted
Then a small door opened up from the replicator, revealing a small bowl of sugar and a little jar of creamer. I grabbed the contents as the door closed up and I placed the bowl and jar on the kitchen table.
I poured 3 teaspoons of sugar, gave it a stir and then poured the creamer until the shade of the coffee became a light brown color
'perfect.' I thought happily as I got my coffee and drank it
It was balanced, just as I liked it
"I'm quite needing my fix for tea, I'm gonna go to where the mess hall is." Emily said as she grabbed a tea bag and went out of our room.
I sighed as I looked over to the bed, there's only one bed, One. Bed. I may have slept with my sister to calm her when she had nightmares, but this is different.
'Damn you, Fyodor, you just had to ship us didn't ya.' I thought as I mentally cursed the Grand Admiral
I finished up my coffee as I placed the cup on the sink and figured that I should talk with Fyodor regarding that and Blood Arts.
I went out of the room as I gave a text to Emily on my phone just to let her know, as I walked across the corridor, I've gotten some glances from the other crew members, particularly from the male crew and I've been getting flirtatious looks from the female looks. I don't mind it, But it gets quite uncomfortable.
"Who's this guy?" A man asked
"Must be a new guy, haven't seen him before." Another man said
"Goodness, He's has a chick with him, and she's hot." A third person said, upsetting me on that last sentence
"Why the hell does he not have a uniform?" A fourth person said, infuriated on this
"Likely that he didn't get one yet, Or decided not to wear it yet." a Fifth person said, calming the 4th person
As I found the elevator, I realized that I have no idea where's his room
'Damn it.' I thought as I looked for a map, I then came across a male crew member, I decided to walk up to him and ask
"Excuse me sir, But where's Captain Ushakov?" I asked him
"Oh ho! Well, He's normally found on the bridge but he can be found in his Quarters or the mess hall. I bet that he's at the bridge at this moment. the Bridge is on the first floor, same for his quarters, we're on the second floor right now." He said as I thanked him
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Honor of a Protector (Sci Fi OC x RWBY)
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