Cobalt sits in his stolen ship, coasting at lightspeed towards Offtopic. He’d call it home, but he’s having some doubts about that now. He reaches the edge of the system, and decides to travel sub-light. He needs some time to think. As the ship rockets out into the expanse of space, Cobalt angles his chair, giving him a better view of the stars. His side twinges, a possible remnant of Keria’s blade, and he places his hand on it. As the pain subsides, Cobalt takes off the armor on his arms, inspecting his new ones. While the façade of flesh covers them, they aren’t warm, but have the cold of steel. Skeletal and gaunt, they scream “murderer,” or “assassin.” Granted, they’re not too far off. Cobalt can’t remember how many bases he went to, how many officers he had to kill, but the notches on his helmet remind him. A solid 84 bases wiped out, by one man looking for vengeance. “Take that, John Wick.” Cobalt’s side twinges again. This time, his suit kicks in, and pumps a shot of morphine into the wound. Numbness settles in like a cold blanket, and Cobalt thinks back to the beginning of his crusade. Raw, callous, anger, coupled with serious grief, leading one man to take on the universe. Odds were against him, but he did it anyway. Not that the IMC was completely gone, but those who’d orchestrated his exile and unsuccessful assassination were taking a dirt nap. The ship beeps, [i]approaching Offtopic.[/i] Cobalt leans his chair back up, and looks out at the glassy blue ball. Nothing could ever bring her back, but the revenge was a Band-Aid on the wound, and he can feel it slipping. As he enters the atmosphere, he thinks of Keria. Her begging him to return, to stop these lubricous action. Him blowing her off, focused on his futile work. Her stabbing him, planting the blade between his ribs, and whispering [i]I love you[/i], as his ship spiraled into a burning abyss. Her coming back, finding him, when he became more machine then man. Her fixing him, being there for him, in his period of weakness. And even with all that, he still ran. The ship touches down, and Cobalt slides on his armor. He steps out into the light of a golden sun, and breathes the fresh air of Offtopic. [spoiler]There's a mini RP below, if any of you want to interact with Cobalt in any way.[/spoiler]