Post by firelaunch on Feb 4, 2012 11:54:24 GMT -8
((January 20th-2:30 am,Roof of the Nemesis))
It was too early to be wandering around, to even consider being awake so early in the evening. Stars were still winking in the cold winter night, the sky clear of clouds and allowing a beautiful view of the endless sky. Firelaunch was doing just that, watching the sky and minding his own business, also wanting to be outside from being cooped up so long in the ship. It was still fairly early but the 'half breed' didn't really seem to give a care, not like he would be the only one to ever do this nor the last.
There was too much on his processor to even sleep properly, he had spent most of the time tossing and turning, staring the wall or the ceiling then finally got up. After wandering the ship for some time he came to the roof to star gaze, letting his thoughts wonder and to reflect on why he was there. Being a decepticon had never been his choice alone, but he had always tried to remain away from the factions at a younger age till he decided to become a double agent and yet it resulted in this. Now he was one of something he had tried to avoid.
Firelaunch gave an irritated sigh, running a hand over his face, his face mask retracted for the time being. He still was trying to figure a way out of the Decepticons, and much of this he showed merely defiance towards the higher ups, especially towards Megatron who he disliked most of all. Instead of listening to a direct order Firelaunch did his own thing or ignored the orders completely. It was his way of showing the hate he had towards this faction, his femme creator's faction. None the less he made a vow to himself he wouldn't allow the war to affect him like it had done to his creators, claiming their lives in one fowl swoop which tore his spark in two pieces.
There was nothing but a void there, the loss of creation bonds towards them and it made him clench his fists in anger. Not only did he feel resentment towards the factions, but their leaders to had caused this war to break out in the first place and that would likely never go away. As far as Firelaunch was concerned Optimus Prime was no better then Megatron, even if the Autobot Leader denied it.
"This war is a complete joke anyhow. Primus only knows when it will end." Firelaunch said aloud to himself and looked back to the sky, sitting on a crate that had been lying around.Several were stacked or scattered about but Firelaunch didn't mind the messy place and just tried to find some peace on this primus forsaken ship, a ship he despised as much as he did the Decepticons.