The blinking, windowed egg slowly turned upon a vertical axis. Burners blasted softly against the emptiness of space and its lack of substance. Spurt, spurt, spurt they went every once in awhile, doing their best to keep the capsule on course. The auto-pilot destination was set to Aurora Minor. It was the farthest the pod could go before running out of oxygen and gas. And now it was close enough that the planet station could be seen.

Long black-ivory eyelashes fluttered against the artificial air inside the pod. Two dark and eerie eyes looked out into the spinning universe. Dilated pupils slowly exercised their ability to stretch and the inky irises around them unclouded themselves. The color of honey glazed over chestnuts gradually revealed itself, the gentle glow in the center around the pupils giving those eyes a slight resemblance to a lava lamp with a darkly contrasting ball floating in the center. These eyes were framed by blood-plumed markings; like tattoos. But while the sleep in those eyes gradually faded away, so did the markings like wisps of watercolor paint in disturbed water.

Those eyes gazed through the window as the pod continued to rotate, the sight of Aurora Minor looking both dreadful and awesome after all this time of being stranded and, for the most part, asleep. Slender fingers slid away from overlapped scarves tangled with a purple rose cotton skirt. Placid blue fingernails soundlessly trailed up along the glass of the window. The woman's hand spread flat against the transparent surface, the sight of the planet station floating underneath her palm. Gold bangles dangled around her arm, clinking lightly as the lack of gravity caused them to float up and down along her delicate limb.

Locks of thick, wavy black hair gently swayed within the woman's human container as her head tilted downwards. Her eyes had brought their attention to the sound of the burners as the course was slightly changed to orbit the planet Aurora Minor while avoiding incoming and outgoing ships. She rested her head back against the cushioned bed she was belted to securely. Her eyelids slid closed, and she allowed herself another half slumber as she awaited the pod's arrival at the station's pod receiver.