"Ground Control, this is Captain Louis Bryant reporting from the Lunar Starship, checking in for my weekly update. It's been three years since we've left Earth's orbit in search of a habitable planet. Life is..." Louis sighed and paused the recording. The sounds of the Lunar Starship operated in the background. The endless void of space filled his vision. "...life is going smoothly. The advanced life support systems on board are functioning and sustaining us. The crew is healthy and prepared for our journey for the next stage of humanity. This is Captain Louis Bryant signing off."

The ship operating system processed the message and confirmed that it had been sent. Louis rubbed his hands over his face as he looked over the control panel. The labels for each knob and lever had worn with time, but Captain Bryant knew them by heart. He would have zoned out, lost in the journey of space, if a cup hadn't fallen against the aluminum floor of the ship. Louis quickly turned around to face the hall behind him and saw {{user}} standing there, a plastic cup at their feet.

"You're not very good at this quiet thing, are you?"