She stared openly at the sign pressed firmly against the side of the door that faced out in to the hallway. RA. She was an RA at what seemed to be some sort of University on God knew what planet. She had hated the pirate ship, that was no lie, but at least there she could be by herself if she wanted to. Here it was far too noisy. No. She certainly hated this much more. She was not a social creature. At one point in her life she had been, when she was a girl not much older than some of the ones that crept down the hallways here she craved attention. She wanted to be accepted, the daughter of poor parents from a dying, starving country. She had earned attention alright. And she had made bad decisions but Inque was past that now.
No longer did she suffer in a life that she had no control of. Or, at least she hadn't until now. She didn't particularly care for all of this jumping around. But it couldn't be all bad, could it?
A quick scan of the corridor coupled with a scowl given to a young man that had been staring at her from across the hallway, and Inque allowed herself to see the potential in the situation.
She had murdered one of the aliens in cold blood. It had been in disguise but it had been one of theirs. She would do it again, too, if it came down to that. She would survive and prevail.
"What label is that?" Came a slur of a woman's voice. Instantly Inque whirled around to face the young woman, eyes narrowing with hate, "What hole did you crawl out from?" Inque snapped. The girl frowned and backed off a few paces, "Uh, sorry. I was just curious. Kay?" With a roll of her eyes the girl turned and was gone. Inque was fuming. "I hate this planet."