Setting: Immediately after Confronting the Past
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Looking out from his ship at the great green orb that is Myrkr, Kach could see plumes of smoke rising from the devastated encampments that scattered the globe. Proof that the men under his command had done their jobs well.
He hadn't liked what he'd been ordered to do, but he'd done it. He had followed orders, he'd passed their test.
It was hard to think about what he'd just done. About the friends of his that might have been killed by the guns under his command, of all the people that simply had been in the way and thus suffered the Empires brutality. He couldn't get his mind off of it.
Right now, he really wanted a drink.
It had been years since he'd touched the stuff, he'd quit a while back, but now he was really damning the rules against alcohol on ships. But perhaps... The food processors on his own ship didn't have any of the programming governors that the Imperial processors had. He might be able to whip something up down there.
Turning towards the turbolift, he began to walk. At first lazily, but gradually picking up speed as if eager for something he was trying to keep a secret from everyone else, which really wasn't so far from the truth.
Stepping into the hanger, he could see the massive, shadow like form of his ship for a few instants before the motion detectors switched the lights on. Smirking slightly, he began walking up the boarding ramp...
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Years ago, long after he had gave up drinking, Kach had flown through a freak Solar Flare while running spice. While most of the ship was unharmed, the energy shields around the living module had been below strength, allowing a stray electromagnetic wave to hit his food processors and subtly alter his programming. He had quickly realized what had happened the first time he tried to make a meal and he reprogrammed all the altered formulas and recipes he found, but since he had quit drinking he had never found the glitch with his Ethanol. The new formula was now closer to LSD than alcohol and as a result, instead of forgetting his past, he relived it.
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Looking out from his ship at the great green orb that is Myrkr, Kach could see plumes of smoke rising from the devastated encampments that scattered the globe. Proof that the men under his command had done their jobs well.
He hadn't liked what he'd been ordered to do, but he'd done it. He had followed orders, he'd passed their test.
It was hard to think about what he'd just done. About the friends of his that might have been killed by the guns under his command, of all the people that simply had been in the way and thus suffered the Empires brutality. He couldn't get his mind off of it.
Right now, he really wanted a drink.
It had been years since he'd touched the stuff, he'd quit a while back, but now he was really damning the rules against alcohol on ships. But perhaps... The food processors on his own ship didn't have any of the programming governors that the Imperial processors had. He might be able to whip something up down there.
Turning towards the turbolift, he began to walk. At first lazily, but gradually picking up speed as if eager for something he was trying to keep a secret from everyone else, which really wasn't so far from the truth.
Stepping into the hanger, he could see the massive, shadow like form of his ship for a few instants before the motion detectors switched the lights on. Smirking slightly, he began walking up the boarding ramp...
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Years ago, long after he had gave up drinking, Kach had flown through a freak Solar Flare while running spice. While most of the ship was unharmed, the energy shields around the living module had been below strength, allowing a stray electromagnetic wave to hit his food processors and subtly alter his programming. He had quickly realized what had happened the first time he tried to make a meal and he reprogrammed all the altered formulas and recipes he found, but since he had quit drinking he had never found the glitch with his Ethanol. The new formula was now closer to LSD than alcohol and as a result, instead of forgetting his past, he relived it.