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The year is 2150, the month is January. It's a cold, biting winter, but the Arkers were well prepared to face it. Following the eradication of several levels in Mount Weather, the Sky People have returned to Arkadia to resume building a safe place for them to live. Forced to move forward without her daughter, Chancellor Abigail Griffin is taking charge of both Arkers thriving in Arkadia and the few Mountain People that remain in Mount Weather. She is in peaceful relations with the Grounders, and for the two months following the Mount Weather incident, everything has been fine. Little does she know, danger is lurking in unlikely places, and threats from both the Ice Nation and Mount Weather are about to force the progress made to a screeching halt.
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Emori was a force of nature, and Murphy liked her more than he liked real nature, which was saying something because Earth was really growing on him.

When he'd hung that stupid backpack over the lake, he'd wanted to save Emori, but he'd never expected things to turn out how they did. He didn't expect to get on that boat and be there for an undeterminable amount of time with the most interesting and beautiful girl he'd ever met in his whole damn life. He wasn't complaining, of course, just... Confused and wondering where the punch line was, because surely, this was too good to be true. And yet, Murphy was finding ways to make himself look like an idiot, knocking out any chance that he had with her. She'd kissed him on the cheek as a thank you for saving her life, but John didn't really think that that counted. Plus, that was before she realized that he was an idiot.

Boats were not his thing. He'd never seen a boat in real life until he and Jaha had stumbled across the canoes by the shore across the sea from the bunker. Emori, on the other hand, seemed to know everything about boats and not understand how Murphy didn't know anything about boats. Though, that day in particular, Murphy thought he'd caught a glimpse of a smile as Emori turned her head away from him after he'd said he couldn't drop the anchor because the chain was tangled up. But when she'd come back past him, she was mumbling some smart-ass comment about how he should've thought to check that earlier so that it wouldn't be problem when they needed to, but how was he supposed to know that? He'd never been on a boat until roughly 90 days ago. Anyway, he liked watching Emori work on the boat. She was so comfortable, so relaxed while she went through the motions of things that he could tell she'd done a thousand times.

Murphy sat up, leaning against the railing at the high point of the boat, staring out at the sea before them, reflecting the stars in the waves. It was peaceful. He couldn't sleep because he wasn't used to the constant rocking of the boat... But this was peaceful. He thought maybe this could last forever. He'd be okay with that. Him, this boat, this view, that girl. It'd only been a few days, but he knew that Emori was getting restless. She wanted to go find Otan, make sure he was okay. Murphy got that, but... He knew how crazy Jaha was, and how crazy ALIE was, and the crazy things that surrounded that entire situation, and so he didn't think it was a good idea. He thought that staying on this boat forever could be a good idea. The only thing that could make it better would be alcohol of some sort. He'd always been a bit dependent on anything to distract his brain, and after 86 days in the bunker with a surprisingly well-stocked pantry and an eternity of loneliness, Murphy could use a drink. He mindlessly fidgeted his fingers, but paused as movement caught his eye.

He leaned forward, peering down towards the deck where he could make out Emori staring up at the sky. With a blanket around his shoulders, Murphy stood and awkwardly climbed down from his perch. The boat wasn't all that big, so he was sure that Emori had heard him coming down, causing him not to bother trying to move quietly across the boat. As he approached her, it was clear to him that she was looking up at the sky. If she'd heard him, she hadn't bothered to stop her stargazing. It was amusing to Murphy how entertained the grounders were with the sky. All of the grounders he'd been tortured by had been insistent on calling him Sky Boy or something of the sort, and it seemed like that was the only thing that the grounders really knew about the Arkers, or tried to even learn anything else about them. He let his blue eyes move up towards the sky as he stepped beside her, trying to find some kind of beauty in it or whatever the hell it was supposed to be, but all he saw was the same shit he'd seen out the windows on the Ark.

"Admiring my home-sweet-home, huh?"

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The ‘Sky People’ were by far the most intriguing of people she had met so far. Their ways were far different than their own; they were more trusting, for one, she had learned that early on. That wasn’t saying that she liked all of them. There was that one who had refused to obey his leader’s command to give her water; Emori could not remember the man’s name, but it would be pointless to do so now. And she was no longer a fan of the one they called ‘Jaha’. He had threatened her life, and John’s, and he had done something to her brother…. Emori wasn’t sure what, but Otan was different somehow. The brother she knew would never hold a knife to her throat. That fact alone had allowed Emori to get on the boat without him, even if she was already trying to devise a way to find her brother again.

But there was one Sky Person that she found most interesting of all, and that was John Murphy. The snide remarks always managed to bring a quirk to her own lips and he had an odd sense of mystery about him that had her eager to learn more. Perhaps what she liked most was that he didn’t treat her like she was different; he didn’t bear that look that so many had when in her company, and even after witnessing her hand. She stole without shame and had killed a guy right in front of his eyes, and despite his disapproving words, Emori could not see any judgment of her in his eyes. She didn’t mind keeping him around.

The Sky People were also foreign to much of their customs on Earth, as well as the most seemingly mundane tasks. In hindsight, she probably should have early on realized he would know nothing about manning a boat, considering he had supposedly come from the sky. But it still amused her to watch him try; to pretend like he knew what he was doing until he couldn’t keep the charade up, and the way he grabbed hold of anything nearby every time the boat rocked on a wave. While at times frustrating; as boating was no simple task for one person alone, the fact that he seemed almost like an infant in his knowledge of boats was endearing to say the least. There had even been times when she had purposefully granted him with a task she knew he was clueless about, just to watch his reaction. It was a long ride after all.

Night had fallen upon them once more and Emori had chosen to anchor the boat for the night. With John’s inability to drive it, plus the lack of visibility in the pitch-blackness, Emori felt it best to continue their journey when the sun rose. She should have been getting some rest, but her mind and body were too restless tonight to close her eyes just yet. Instead, she made her way to the deck of the ship, perching herself on one of the wooden crates and glancing out at the dark sea. They had to only be a day’s journey from land by now. Emori couldn’t help but wonder what would happen when they reached the shore…. If here brother was still with Jaha, they would be taking the long way around with no boat, so she still had several days time on him. Yet the grounder found her thoughts drifting over to the boy sleeping above her. What would he be doing once they reached land? Likely return back to his people. John had expressed his dislike for them, yet Emori knew that despite whatever had gone on between them, he didn’t want to be alone. Nobody wanted to be alone.

Emori’s gaze then lifted to the sky by some inexplicable compulsion. It seemed each star was battling the others to be the brightest tonight. She couldn’t even begin to imagine what it was like living among them. Did it feel as lonely as it looked from down here? The sound of shuffling broke through her thoughts, and while Emori noted the irony, she did not tear her gaze away from the stars. It was still odd to think that all of the years she had glanced up at them, that there had been people among them. And one of them was here now, apparently joining her on the deck. She glanced to her side at him as he spoke, a slight smirk on her lips resulting from John’s words. “I’m supposed to believe you really lived up there?” she asked with slight amused skepticism as her gaze returned back to the stars. Emori had heard the rumors before she had met the Sky People. She hadn’t believed them at first, and perhaps was still somewhat unconvinced; the only evidence backing their claim for her own eyes was their odd dress and mannerisms, not to mention their sheer lack of knowledge of the land and customs. “Does it look any less void from up there?” She wondered how far the seemingly endless stars stretched. Okay, so maybe part of her did believe in the rumors.


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He met her gaze as she looked to him, questioning him like she didn't quite believe him. Murphy tried to imagine that he'd been on Earth his whole life and some strange ship crashed here with people claiming to live up there. His blue eyes slid away from Emori and up at the stars, wondering which ones were nearest to where the Ark had been. Which of these thousands of stars had been the ones outside of his bedroom window? He didn't think he'd believe it, if the roles were reversed. It just looked so... empty. He wondered if the Ark had just looked like another star from down here, or if you could see it at all.

Looking back to the girl at his side, he watched her face as she examined the sky. Her dark eyes were taking it all in, and he could see some itching curiosity in her gaze. "Well, yeah. I did." He deadpanned, because it was that simple for him. Yeah, he understood why she might not fully believe and knew that he probably wouldn't if he were in her place, but still it all seemed kind of silly. It was jut the truth. But the fact that Emori didn't quite believe him was amusing, and he wondered where this was going to go.

She didn't look back to him as she asked her next question, instead leaving her gaze in the stars though her words were for him. "Does it look any less void from up there?" Murphy remained quiet for a moment or two as he thought, his head tilting as he looked at the stars. It pretty much looked the same. Just... a wider window. "No. I don't know. Sometimes? Depends on which window you're looking out of, I guess. Some of them have-- had, had better views than other ones." it was true. There were different views all over the place. Sometimes you could see the Earth or the moon or the sun, but mostly just stars... Sometimes asteroids or comets and the like, but mostly just stars. "You never had any idea we were up there?"

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A breath of amusement escaped through her nose at his blunt statement, the small smile that accompanied it continued to linger. “Well I guess that’s argument enough then,” she replied with a teasing smirk, amused by the fact that he just expected her to take his word for it. That factual evidence was unnecessary because he said so. Yet despite her own skepticism of how ridiculous it all sounded, Emori found herself still wanting to believe him. “Maybe I believe you,” she said with an indifferent shrug, the hint of her previous smile still playing at the edges of her lips. Despite how ridiculous it sounded for people to be living in space, there was enough evidence to prove the theory wasn’t completely unreasonable. Plus, she was curious to learn more about it from John Murphy.

As silence answered her question, Emori finally turned her head back to her companion, letting her gaze rest on his profile as he surveyed the sky. He seemed almost a different man than the one she had met in the desert; pale skin cleaned and smooth, nearly glowing under the moonlight, small white scars faintly visible on his otherwise flawless skin; a sharp contrast from her own. Which window. Emori couldn’t help but wonder how large his home was… From here, all of the stars looked the same; were the views different outside of each window? Or were they all the same picture of blackness sprinkled with white specs? What did the Earth look like from up there? “No,” she stated in answer, as if it were obvious. If she, or any others, had suspected there were people living in space, she’d probably be more believing of his story. “Maybe the scholars, I’d assume,” logically it made sense, if there was any documentation of it that had survived. But Emori had never been privy to much history that wasn’t passed down through lore. “But I think everyone thought that if people had gone into space before everything blew up, they’d be dead by now.” There had been no signs of survival, so why would they assume people were still living up there?

After a pause, she reached out with her good hand, lightly wrapping her fingers around his wrist. “Come on,” with a glint in her eye, Emori gave him a playful smile and pulled him several steps back to the center of the deck. It was a small deck for a small boat, but that didn’t matter. Lowering herself to the floor, she pulled John with her, releasing his wrist once her back was pressed against the cold floor of the boat, eyes gazing up at the stars. Without the surrounding land in her peripheral, if she looked straight up it almost felt like she was amongst the stars as well. “I’ve been told that if you connect certain stars, they make shapes…” she began, keeping her gaze up into the heavens. It was an old tale that Morgana had told her when she was young… which meant Emori didn’t remember much of it. “Apparently there’s some story that goes with each one,” she wondered if the Sky People had stories about the stars as well.


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Something about her teasing smirk and the way she seemed amused by all of this made John's stomach twist. Well, it wasn't twisting, but it was... He didn't know. It was good, though. He just wasn't sure how to describe it. "Maybe I believe you." He couldn't keep his own smile away, letting it show as he looked away from the tattooed girl at his side to the stars above with a slight shake of his head. She could maybe believe him all she wanted, but the truth was the truth. Though, Murphy caught the way she seemed curious and interested about it all as she listened to him speak. He could feel her warm eyes on him, but he didn't mind. Her gaze was gentler than most, which surprised him, since she had betrayed him within the first day of them knowing one another. But things had changed since then, and they were all each other had at this point in time.

He listened as Emori answered him, her initial response flat and blunt as if it were a stupid question with an obvious answer. Murphy only lifted one corner of his lips ever so slightly at this as she continued on. His smile faded by the time she'd finished, "...they'd be dead by now." He shrugged his shoulders, not really knowing a whole lot about how the Ark had worked. Sure, that was half of the lessons in school on the Ark, since many of the children would grow up to work on the very equipment and plans that kept their home in orbit and survivable. But John wasn't really one for studying. Plus, locked up by the time he was fifteen, he didn't need to pay attention anymore. He'd assumed that he'd be dead at eighteen, no need to learn about the Ark because he wouldn't be on it. "Well, we aren't dead. Not all of us, anyway." Another shrug of his thin shoulders, his gaze dropping to where the stars met the water. A lot of the Sky People, as they were being called, were gone, but only one them meant a damn to John Murphy. He wasn't feeling nostalgic or mournful, just stating the facts.

His thoughts were interrupted by a touch on his wrist, Emori's fingers wrapping around it and dragging him backwards a few steps before she pulled him down to the ground. It seemed to happen so fast, and by the time that Murphy knew what was happening, Emori had let go. She lay on the deck of the boat while John sat awkwardly, craning his neck uncomfortably as he looked upwards at the stars she was. "I've been told that if you connect certain stars, they make shapes..." The word was on the tip of his tongue, something with a K... or a C...? They were stories from Greeks and Romans or whatever about the stars. He couldn't remember what they were for, but he remembered a few of them. "Apparently there's so story that goes with each one of them." Taurus, some bear he couldn't remember the actual name for... "Hydra." Murphy shifted into a position similar to Emori's, laying on his back with his head near hers so that he could point it out to her. He'd always thought Hydra seemed like a badass monster. IT was just a line of stars, with some bunched up on one end. "See that line right there? Those ones on the right is the head. It's like a... really big snake and every time it's head gets cut off, it grows two more." He talked about it like he believed it was real, though really, he didn't remember them ever saying in school that these were real stories.

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Curiosity took hold despite the rather deficient answer he gave, and Emori found herself asking another question anyway. She’d spent long enough with John to know he would speak his mind if he didn’t want to talk about it, and until then, Emori would take it as an open initiation to do so. “How many of you are left?” She could just imagine the Sky People’s home… Rumor has it was that it fell directly from the sky; there were several pieces to it and some blew up in fiery explosions that could be seen for miles and miles. Emori hadn’t seen any of the fires or clouds of smoke that rose for days, so it was difficult to imagine the rumors being true. But if they were true, she was curious to see what a space ship looked like up close…. And how much tech it possibly stored. To survive in space, she suspected the bounty would be infinite.

A soft smile brushed across her lips when John finally lowered himself beside her on the deck, rather than just sitting there as if she would bite him if he came too close. He said some word that was unfamiliar to her and Emori turned her head towards him with curiosity. She could only see half of his face as it obstructed her vision of anything else with how close they were, but she liked the way his features softened just slightly as he concentrated on the stars. Emori could almost imagine this was what he looked like if he let his guard down for once.

"See that line right there?”

Removing her eyes from John’s features, her gaze followed his outstretched hand, jumping off of the tip of his finger toward the stars she assumed he was pointing at. It took a moment, some squinting, and some thorough concentration to finally see the line of stars he was talking about. They weren’t exactly connected as a line should be, but their pattern made it almost appear so. “That one there?” Emori raised her good hand, using her own to point at the stars in the same manner as John, tracing a line between each glowing dot so that through her eyes, they connected. Her hand slowly sunk as her concentration shifted to his explanation of the legend behind the stars. A smile slowly spread across her lips as she listened, soft and even on both sides. “So someone believed there was some giant snake in the sky?” she asked in disbelief, despite the soft laugh that escaped her lips with the words. It didn’t make any sense, although she wasn’t even sure as to who came up with all of these stories, just that they existed. “The only giant snakes I know of come from the deep waters, not the sky.” And those ones you did not want growing another head. Despite her skepticism, Emori liked this Hydra creature…. No matter how many times it was cut down, it kept coming back, stronger than before. Glancing up at the line of Hydra stars, Emori tried to memorize their pattern and location, hoping to find them another night as well.

Once more she lifted her hand, this time pointing up at the brightest star above them. “That one. That one is called nout skaifaya, we use it to navigate.” It was the brightest in the sky and always pointing north, making it so that any time you lost your way, the night sky could guide you. Emori let her hand fall once more, resting it on her stomach. “Legend says that the first Commander had been lost in the Dead Zone for days…” she spoke softly, not that anyone else could hear them, her eyes still trained upon the star. “She had been searching for her lover, who had been taken by Sangedakru. She walked the desert for days, weeks, even months before she could no longer walk any more. Eventually her feet gave out and starvation overtook her, her love forever remaining lost. But when she died, her spirit rose into the sky, taking her place among the stars. It is said she burns the brightest so that one day her lover might find her there and they could be reunited at last.” Emori let out a soft breath at the end of her story, listening to the small waves lap up against the boat as she continued to glance up at that singular star, the one that made all others fade out against it. Finally, she turned her head to John with a smile. “None of that’s true, I just made it up,” she admitted, the smile spreading out widely into a grin. Of course, the fact that the nout skaifaya was a guide to travelers was indeed true. “But then again, all stories are made up at some point, right?” Who says hers couldn’t be real?


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