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Lokki Zarr-Grungron · #2 (**permalink**) 09-24-2008

The nightmare’s came to him again, the always looked so real. And they were always the same. The air was sucked out of the ship as the rear of ship shattered like a piece of glass. The people on board screaming for him to do something. But there was nothing around him that might help. A piece of what was once his home planet crushing the last of his ship. Nathan shocked, sitting straight up in his bed. They were always the same nightmares, always ready for him when he tried to get some sleep. Looking over at his alarm clock he noticed he had only been asleep for two hours. Another long night. He thought to himself.

The ship’s day cycle started and Nathan was already doing his rounds. On his way to the armoury he came across Jameson. They know each other from back in the UK; Nathan had always commented he found it shameful that Curt had been brought to the universe by an Irish father. “Good morning sir. - “Jameson said with sarcasm. They had been friends for a long time and Curt didn’t like the idea of addressing a friend as a superior. “Sleep well Brigadier Long?” he then finished. Nathan walked on not breaking his stride. “Come on now Curt, you know we can’t be friends when on duty.” He told Jameson as he walked on. “But I had those blasted nightmares again, if you’re so hungry to know.” There was no point in ignoring Curt. Persistent as he was, he was still a good man. “Dude, you need like a doctor doctor for those problems. Was I in it?” Nathan stopped and looked Curt in the eye. “No and no, now you better bugger of and find someone else to bother. I have my duties to perform and I strongly suggest you do the same.” Jameson backed down. He got the message; his friend wasn’t in the best of moods. “See you tonight after duty then, and bring your good humour for once will you?” He told Nathan as he ran back down the way he had come.