Deep Space #1

Xyler takes a step onto the ship he was going to be living on for the next 5 years at the very least. He runs his fingers along the ship's brand new sleek metal. Silver, blacks and golds, while small, was still breathtakingly powerful design. He sits in the pilot's seat, the co-pilot hadn't arrived yet. And he was nervous, as he would have to share space with this person. He hoped it wouldn't be too much of a hardship.