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Time Theif: Chapter Two
The ship was bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside. Of course the walls were white, and the windows showed the sliver metal of the landing dock. Ide and Ode waddled up to the front of the ship, by going through white door. Literally, going straight through it. I walked up to it, feeling curious, and touched it with the tips of my fingers. It was solid. "It only opens to people who have a purpose to go in there." Eo whispered in my ear. "Fuck!" I yelled and jumped at the same time. Eo laughed and Major Domo, who was walking behind Eo, scoffed and walked through the door to the left of the front cabin. "Eo! Never do that again or I will eat you in your sleep." I growled. "Oh, I'm so scared." Eo said, mocking me. "I'll see you at eating time." He called, walking away. "Yeah, whatever..." I grumbled. I had forgotten how irritating he could be. I walked along the corridors, gliding my fingers over the doors as I went. I had hoped that one would open. To no avail though. I huffed and sat down, damn this place. "We will be taking off!" Ide's voice called out, sounding magified through out the whole ship. The ship rocked side to side, I was rolling around on the floor trying to stand or hold something. Then we rocketed out of the landing dock and into the dark black of space. I stood, the ship was no longer rocking, and walked aimlessly again. As I walked, I didn't notice the orange ball of fluff on my shoulder until it sneezed. "Fuzzball!" I exclaimed, "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes! Could you point me which way to go?" I scratched under his chin for a little encouragement. He purred then flew off down the corridor. I ran after it, and it suddenly stopped in front of a white door. I touched the door and my hand slide right through it. I stepped in, and the room was beautiful. It was sky blue, just like Eros' skies had been. The walls were covered in pictures of the green hills of my birthplace. A wooden dresser, with blue flowers on it, was in the other side of the room. Right next to it was a huge bed, covered in real live pillows! I ran over and jumped on my new bed. It was fluffy and warm, and was super conforting. I looked up, content with my room. These two things were all I ever needed. I sat up, and noticed a hallway. I got up, and walked over to it. To the right was a huge library, books stacked to the ceiling. To the left was a bathroom. I walked up the the mirror and stared at myself. My matted black hair, blood red eyes, the paleness of my skin. Wow. I looked like shit. "You know dear, a nice, long shower would do you good.". A female voice said softly. "Who else is in here?!" I said, startled. "Me. The mirror." She said. I looked at the mirror again. No one was there. "Um, what the hell?" "Oh, look at me, not introducing myself. Well, I'm Vigra, your mirror. I basically tell you how you look. I also can read fortunes! That's my area of expertice!" Vigra said proudly. "That's great." I said, I looked myself again. God I wish I looked like Jazz. She was pretty and looked normal. I was a freaky little thing. "Well now, with that attitude you'll get nowhere. Just get in the tub and soak. I'll get the good soap." With that, the reflection of the mirror was gone. All that was left was the silvery backdrop. I snorted, and turned to the bath. There was a blueish liquid in it, and it bubbled slightly. Ah, the nice blue liquid that was our lakes and oceans on Eros. I looked back at the mirror, Vigra was still missing. I stripped myself of the dirty rag I was wearing and stepped into the hot water. I groaned as my muscles relaxed. I stretched out, and laid my head against the tile of the bathtub. "Here! Catch!" Vigra called out suddenly, and then she threw bottles at the tub. I ducked right as one passed by my head. "Warnings would be nice." I muttered under my breath. "Now dearie, I'd like to scrub your hair. Could you come here?" She said. I looked at the mirror, horrified. "Oh, I don't care if your naked. I've seen worse. Now, out!" She would make a great mother. I stood up and got out, dripping all over the floor. I grabbed all the bottles and put them on the counter by the mirror. "Turn around." She instructed. I did so, and then I could feel someones fingers scrubing my scalp. "My, my! Have you never seen soap?" Vigra said, exsasperated. "Can't shower in prison." Vigra gasped, "Prison! No, no, you don't seem like the type of person who would-" "I know, my sister just wants me dead." "Your sister?" "Yep. Although, you may know her as the Ice Queen."
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