The new "day" dawns ... inasmuch as days dawn on space stations. Aliens attend their duties, eat, sleep, find recreation, or engage in other activities in a seemless, continuous cycle. And of course, space itself never sleeps: parts decay, hull erodes, food is processed, energy created and expended without regard to some artificial, external concept like day and night. But, for order and consistency, common patterns are combined into regular routines, and the Station Day establishes a common timekeeping amidst a diverse people. Some of our heroes rise from sleep at hte dawn of this day: others merely shift the focus of their activity.
2 Delta 3 awakes to a quiet house. He quickly notices that it is not an empty house: his guests of the previous evening remain, sleeping in his bed, on the floor - he even spots one or two curled in the hallway outside his room. But one or two of the adults are alert, whethere they woke early, or never slept. One approaches the bedside with a tray.
Joseph Greene recieves a ruder awakening: a harsh light suddenly fills his container, and several faces (and a couple ... things ... are aimed in his direction, studying him intently.
Keffit Fum notes the ticking over of the clock to a new "dawn "for those mysterious Others. He continues in his task, uninterested and unimpressed.
Th'Thix Ar'Arus welcomes the new day. He does so only for long enough to realize the situation he is in. It is not the confinement that bothers Th'Thix: it is the fact that he is completely alone. Where have all his new companions gone?
B1Gii does not even notice the time at all: the lasers are primed, a target is acquired, and devastation beckons.
The lights in the library slowly rise to a more "daylike" level, and Thorimus rises somewhat out of his reverie. EeOon, the candy bringing stranger who is a friend, remains curled near Thorimus' pods, perhaps slumbering still, perhaps not ...
Ghaer awakes in a n uncmfortable position, in an unfamiliar place, caked with dried goop. He discovers that he is in a small alcove near the artificial waterway of the station. He recognizes the goop he did battle with the day before off to one side of the alcove. He can't remember if he mnaged to haul himself to this semicomfortable location, or if some passerby helped him into it in the night.
The dawn catches Fizz in mid pounce, slightly spoiling his latest "hunt." The creature hops madly away, before turning and cooing strangely t him fro ma distance, only it's head visible above the stalks of the local flora. Other heads appear above the flora in response, and their attention is directed toward Fizz.
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