Whisper in Space

Aboard The Star Explorer 🌟

Warning: Contains some robot gore at the end. Depictions of weapons. People dying and blood/sacrifice are also used.

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 The Star Explorer.

  A ship made for peaceful exploration of planets. Scouting and creating star maps of unknown systems and sending them back to Earths Space Force for logging. A ship meant to further Alien Human relations and learn more about new cultures and planets. A place made for alliances and friendships. Full of scientists and researchers. A peaceful crew. A safe haven for out of the world thinkers and people who wish to see the galaxy.

 You were the captain of this ship. One of the youngest ever appointed to date and this is your story.

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 Alarm blaring you open your eyes to the ships automated light system turning itself on. Blinking you yawn and slowly lean up as your apartment hums to life. A bedroom, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a small living space make up your apartment. As you wake up they all click to life, the ship turning everything on for you. Lights and video screens appear as your living space becomes active. The holoclock on your desk continues ringing and shows a 0800. Work started officially at 0900 hours.

 "Good morning Captain. It is 0800 hours." The ship greets. You hum and sitting up begin to stretch popping your stiff bones. You hear your kitchen turn on and listen as coffee/tea begins to drip from the kitchen. 

  "Ship mission report." You order yawning and getting up. Striding to your closet you listen to your ship intently as it begins telling you your schedule for the day. Your closet turns on as you stand in front of it. It spins your outfits around showing you all your possible choices. Scanning your hand your closet pulls up your Captain's uniform and badge. 

 "Repairs are being made after that meteor shower hit us at 0100 hours." It responds.

 "... that was a long night." You murmer tired. Although in space you guessed it was always a long night since it was never really day.

  You'd stayed up with the engineer and mechanics teams most of the night too make sure the ship was safe and only got to sleep a couple hours. Alas that was the life of a starship captain. Long nights but a well kept and orderly ship. 

  Chuckling you go through your mental checklist going the basics before you had to do your dailies.

  "Any scheduled arrivals?" You question slipping your pajamas off and your Captain's uniform on. The closet takes your dirty clothes and shoots them off to the automated lanudry room as you pull at your current clothing. Tapping the wall, it slides up revealing a mirror. Adjusting your gold armor piece and captains badge you check yourself in the mirror as a hologram appears behind you.

 "Some cybertronians are visiting today to drop off supplies and compare data. They've been sent by Prowl. Jazz is supposed to be among them." The computer reports showing you the cybertronians pictures.

 "Files?" You ask fixing your hair and making your appearance presentable despite the dark circles under your eyes. The hologram flickers off and reappears with the cybertronians files. Turning to read them, there are some ex cons in the group but all have been cleared of their past war crimes and Prowl gave them clearance to visit your ship. The signed slip was filed neatly in the paperwork the ship was showing you.

  Nodding your head before putting on your Captain's cap you walk towards the kitchen. The windows in your apartment open up and your left with a view of space. Your passing a known quadrant into unknown territory and it's current galaxy is beautiful.