First Officer
EXP: 34,480, Level: 7
Level completed: 94%,
EXP required for next Level: 520
As Vincent spoke into the small communicator, Rayleigh drifted about his apartment. It seemed very plush, when compared to his digs back in Althanas. The lights shone almost too brightly, giving the room an oddly industrial feel. Bathed in the smothering glare was an overstuffed couch and arm chair, both well used, and covered in various pillows and haphazardly tossed clothing. The coffee table was cluttered with books, magazines, empty containers, and cups half-full with liquid. Shelves nearly burst with more books, small plastic slips, and figurines. Beneath her feet, the lush carped whispered as she crossed it.
Only when Vincent fell silent again did she speak. "You've got a lot of stuff," she observed, motioning with one hand to their surroundings. Even among his many toys, something had always seemed spacious about the House of Cards. Not spartan, necessarily, but certainly more organized. This looked a bit like a storage room that someone happened to be living in.
Letting the comment linger, Ray paused to scoop both hands through her mane of brown hair. Though she was certainly delighted to see Earth up close, doubt continued to fester. And while she would never admit as much, there was fear, too. "You know," she said absently, "you're taking this whole transported to a different universe things really well. Maybe because it's your second time?"
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