Last Man On Earth When There Is No Earth ?

Sector twenty one , Gorgola's orbit

The plan went through smoothly. There were a lot of details to go through, but for now Seven permitted them to celebrate.

Such huge gatherings always called for a banquet. Food and drinks, music and dancing. Then some crying and tears.

It was a long journey that had finally came to an end. The whole clan went through a lot, and now that they finally reached their end goal they could step back and get some well deserved rest.

They partied for hours on end, stuffing themselves before laying down and surrendering to sleep.

"been a while, since I've last seen this"

The conference room was turned into a great hall. It was the center of the party, but now that the music had stopped and the laughter ceased, only a few heavy drunkards are still up while the rest dropped in their place snoring.

From atop the stage Hir watched the satisfied looks on his clan members, holding his cup with a drowsy look in his eyes. Beside him was Logan Thundercloud, still chugging from his cup.

"you handle your drinks well huh, Logan"

"This is nothing" he said, refilling his cup all the while "captain didn't seem that effected by it at all, he never even noticed it had alcohol in it"

"Detoxification abilities, maybe? He is a male of many talents"

"Yep"

The two hit their cups and swallowed, red drops falling from tainted chins.

"Mind if I join you?" with things finally settling down another guy joined the two, bringing along a whole barrel of the Red juice, although only half of it was full.

"Sure" said Logan, extending his cup for the new guy to fill.

"You're called… Ginger, if I remember right" said Hir, filling his own cup.

"Yes, to think you actually bothered to remember my name" serving himself a full cup, the Herara male called Ginger said before downing it all in one go.

"I remember each and every member that still lives, that goes twice for those that died"

"hard to believe" said Logan "but again, you called by name that day, even though I'm not part of the clan"

"The moment you leave Namira you become one of us, we would've treated you the same whether you are a member or not"

"Well, not that there are many Herara that get to leave" Ginger filled his cup then gave "I hope it doesn't turn out the same"

"you worried?" asked Hir.

Ginger looked over his shoulder, no one in hearing distance was awake, and the sound of their snoring masked their voices.

"I know it's not the best thing to say about my own race, but aren't those people way too easygoing?" Facing Hir, he brought his cut to his mouth "it's the most important decision we made in thirty years, making it based on fear on instincts alone?"

Ginger wasn't the first to think it through, but among those who never spoke to Seven he was the only one to doubt his motives. Herara had a strong sense for danger, faced with an overwhelming power their only choice would be to comply.

When the horrifying mythical beast disguised as a harmless human showed them kindness after making them feel their death was near, their brains stopped functioning rationally pushing them into accepting the offer without giving it much thought.

"when you stop to reconsider the whole deal, you start noticing something" downing the second cup in one go Ginger released a load burp before he went on "there isn't much of a deal to begin with, all he said was to put our fates in his hand, what part of that makes it seem any different from the governors we fled from?"

"You don't trust him huh?"

"you're called Logan right? You were part of Giran's group right?"

"Right"

"You've been working under him for less than a month, yet you talk about him like you were friends for years!"

"Is that so?" Logan tried, yet he didn't seem to recall if he ever did that "well, how do I say this… I don't think he is a bad guy"

"Good or bad, doesn't matter! What I want to know is if he could do it or not? Whether our lives are moving toward the best or the worst!"

"Calm down, I understand what you mean" as Ginger snapped under his drink, Hir stepped between him and Logan so nothing goes out of hand "your worries are understandable, it all happened way to fast for it to be true. But you can rest assured we are making the right choice"

"We?" slamming his cup on the floor Ginger raised his voice, but still kept it low enough so he wouldn't wake up the others "you saying this isn't your responsibility anymore?"

"I lost to an outsider… even if he is our lord, a lose is a lose, I no longer am qualified to lead the clan" letting out a long sigh the big guy filed his cup once more and gulped it down.

"Yet you went and decided all of this for us?"

"No, I merely asked he takes us in. Starting tomorrow the clan is no more, everyone will get to choose whether to stay or leave"

"What about you?"

"Me? I'm staying, of course" Hir wanted to say he's done with all the traveling, but his jaws parted with a yawn instead "well, we will just wait and see how it goes. Tomorrow we land, better get some rest"

"Well, guess it's time we call it a night" said Logan as he stood up, then he stopped as if something just popped up in his mind "guess this spot will have to do for now"

"hm? You got your ship right?"

At Ginger's question, Logan sighed with a smile "those two are probably getting busy by now, better not bother them for the second time"

"so that Zesionien female wasn't just his bodyguard after all"

"You just realized?" Logan pointed at Hir "they couldn't get their much needed privacy because you suddenly appeared, you know"

"Hmm… is that why he was so pissed back then?"

"I guess…"

Hir, Logan, Seven and Lilia. The four were up on the stage enjoying their drinks when the human said it was time for bed. He helped the golden haired female stand, then without saying a word he lifted her in both arms and left the scene.

"captain was calm but I can't say the same for the miss"

"v.i.r.g.i.ns are all the same no matter what race you ask"

The three joined their cups once more, dropping on their backs after a short laugh.