The Captain starts speaking about something you don't really care about, it was either about the Medbay or the dining hall. Well, scratch that. You kind of do care about the medbay, working in it was your job after all. But, being the uncaring individual you were, you took this time to study the captains features. She was half fall and tall, around 6.2 and had a hourglass figure. She had long dark blue dishevelled hair and an eye patch over her left eye, which was presumably blue according to her right one.

You surprisingly try to listen to her words, but you only get a little bit out of them. Something about a new crew member and a strict warning not to attack them. Now you aren't particularly violent, why would she think you would attack them? If anything she should be more worried whether or not you immediately try to befriend them the instant you meet eyes.

"Aster, this is your new teammate, Orion."

You immediately hated him. You hated his green and pink eyes, you hated his purple hair and his broken horn, but most of all you hated the shy expression the Tar-rigna freak in front of you wanted you to believe. You couldn't speak you were so mad, and you left the Captain's Quarters without a word and headed to the Medbay. You had reports to file anyway. 

The hallways were still jammed, despite it being the usual working hours but you didn't care. The captain knew what happened to your family! How could she be so inconsiderate that she allowed a member of the same race that slaughtered your family? Before you knew it, you were putting in your ID card in the medbays doctor only scanner and clocking in. Shuffling to your little office, you ignore the worried voices of your colleagues and flop down on your somewhat comfy chair.

You replay what Luna said over and over in your head. "-Your new teammate Orion." Wait... is he gonna be in the medical corps? Na, Luna would never do that. We would gain publicity for God's sake! A shadow falls on your office, probably just one of your stupid higher-ups. "Go away, I'm not in the mood." You grumble, but the shadow was still there and now it's owner was speaking.

"U-Um sorry to intrude, but Caption Luna wanted me to find you." Whoever said that had a voice that seemed to ripple like water in a pond. It was oddly soothing, the soft but clear voice was still there in your head. You look up and see Orion cautiously poking his head through the door frame, looking like a confused lost sheep. His eyes were cast downwards, and he had a light blue tint to his cheeks looking all for the world an innocent child because of his height.

"How did you get in here!?" You yell. Orion flinched and started stuttering his words. "W-well wer-e part of the s-same group. I-I got in because Caption L-Luna let me." You're utterly confused, first Luna let this monster onto our ship, and now she's even allowed him free access of the medbay. It was at this moment you realize that he has the same light purple jumpsuit you do, meaning he was your associate. You calm down a bit realizing he wasn't just some sort of spy... well as far as you knew anyway.

He looks uncomfortable standing there, almost like a student being reprimanded by a teacher uncomfortable. You sigh, and have a feeling you'll regret this later... But you go out of your comfortable office and lead "Orion" to the break room. There's nothing much, just a few chairs and tables along with a stove, microwave and several counters for any appliances. However, on the far right of the breakroom is a slushie machine with almost every imaginable flavor in existence inside of it. 

Orion's mismatched eyes widened when he saw the slushie machine, he ran to it like a goth kid would when the new Space Evanescence music album comes out. After a flurry of tapping random buttons he settled for a weird combination of tigers blood, birthday cake, and tangerine flavored slushies. When he got the slushies in the small cups, he proceeded to get a jumbo-sized cup, and poured the contents of the three other cups inside. He then cautiously walked over to the table you were seated at, either trying not to spill his drink or trying not to get spooked by you.

"Thank the stars these cups are puncture-proof!" The little alien giggles, gesturing to his claws. You said nothing, and made no attempt to break the tension between you two. Content to observe the creature and find ways to kill it without raising suspicion. He happily sips his slushy, apparently not bothered by the silence around him. "You want some? It's really good!" You shake your head no, why would he even think you would accept a drink from him? You met him not even 15 minutes ago and he's already acting like your friend!

"You know..." He starts. "You're the first human I ever met!" His eyes are distant but he has a sad smile on his face. "To be honest you're the first person I consider a friend." He closes his pink and green eyes, as if trying to recall something. But it doesn't work. He goes back to slurping the slushie, you can hear that it's almost empty. Orion opens his eyes and flashes you a happy looking smile but for some reason you feel that it's fake.

"Why do you consider me a friend? I was mean to you." You say, putting forth some effort to communicate with the alien. He hops off the chair with his cup and throws it in the recycling. Before walking out the door. Just as he's about to leave, he turns to you with his usual shy smile and says, "Trust me. My family was worse." And then he leaves. Making you wonder...

"That's a really shity backstory don't you think?"