Panic

Who: Amber
Where: Vespidae
When: After the return from New Paris
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Amber had scrambled onto a shuttle as the landing ramp was lifting and
had ducked away into the supply cabinet. They would be after her by
now, surely they wanted her for murder. She wasn't going back to Deck
13.
The shuttle landed on the 'Dwarf and Amber waited until everyone had
filed out before slipping out into the empty shuttle bay. She crouched
low and ducked between the landing legs and ran low to her ship the
Vespidae. She barked Hymenopterran at it to let her in and collapsed
into the cockpit out of sight.
She lay there surrounded by the smell of the Hymenopterrans and fear
gripped her, what if being around it turned her again. How did she
know the blackness was truly gone? What if something triggered it
again, so she went and hurt more people. She flew out of the Vespidae
and bolted into the corridors leading to the crew quarters.
She hoped her new nano's were working and sent out a message to anyone
who would listen, she hoped that her Uncle Jack would come and find
her. She didn't want to see John, not now.
She bolted into her quarters and leaped up onto her top bunk in one
movement, her half GELF instincts kicking in and allowing her
startling speed and agility. She crawled under the covers still in her
clothes and sobbed into her JMC Standard issue pillow.
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