Hyperspace

[alfredbester]

The cold and emptiness of space was tugging at his mind; not because of the presence of anything, the exact opposite was the case: there was nothing out there, or at least not anything his human mind would have been able to perceive. The fact that this disturbed him so much always managed to surprise him, even after all those years. Sometimes you

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[shaman_x]

*except, for the briefest moment, there is something outside: a faint impression of something large, of flames; and then there's a new presence inside the room*

Hello.

[alfredbester]

*Bester stops in mid-motion, and silently stares at the intruder for a moment. He instantly enforces his habitual shields, but decides not to call security - for now. Instead, he puts a smile on his face.*

Well, hello. Now this is what I'd call a surprise visit! Would you care telling me who you are, and what exactly you are doing here? Not that I'd mind the company, really, but you might want to watch those flames of yours; it's always such a fuss to deal with fire aboard spaceships!

*Inwardly, he frowns. Why did it always have to be Babylon 5? Why, why?*

[shaman_x]

I'm Mike. Michael Connor, actually, but really, just Mike'll do. And I was curious, so I thought I'd come take a look.

*glances around* This your spaceship? Good workmanship. Design's a little pedestrian.

[alfredbester]

Mr. Connor - let me be blunt: despite the name, you don't look very human to me. What do you want? This isn't exactly a public transport, you know.

(OOC: Umm, you're a mutant from the X-Men universe, aren't you? Never heard of that character...)