New home, New life, or something like that.

[Arden]

"Arden Dinous. You are charged with dereliction of duty, Disobeying a Direct order from a superior officer, and above all. Striking an officer."
The room was still as he stood there in full dress. It was a shame really. All he was about to go through.

"You are hereby discharged. Stripped of all rank and title you might have gained. Your Family name is to be hereby stricken from records due to your fathers betrayal."
The chamber seemed to be sitting on the edge of their seats. He lifted his head and smiled.
"By rights you should be executed for aiding him even if unknowingly. But you are going to be given a chance to build your life again...Just not here. Have this...Thing removed."
A hand waved and guards to move him out of the chambers.
He was unshackled and was sent on his way. TO never return, which kept a smile on his face.


He yawned as he laid there on a bunk in the large Mercenary cruiser. He had done odd jobs, not all good. A few bad. He looked to a locket he held in his hands and sighed before putting it away and moving to gather his gear. His ship was fueled and everything he had put on board. He was never content to spend time in any one pace for too long. New life, no one to share it with, it did get lonely, but he would then remember all the bad things he had done and forget the idea of a family. Or even friends.

His ship lurched off the deck and into slip-space heading in some random direction. He pulled the tags around his neck from under his shirt as he prepped the cryo pod for his journey. A good two months rest or so should do it, unless he passed by some space station or a planet with the proper interstellar travel system....


...Two months later...

Warning buzzers sounded as she pod was cracked open and an exhausted man stepped out. He yawned and stretched before getting some new clothes on after a long hot shower and some food. He checked to see what exactly was causing the alarms to sound to wake him up when he noticed a space station, he hadn't any idea there was one out this far. He crossed his arms holding his chin in thought. He clicked up the station on interstellar charts. Pharos huh. He hit the auto ID beacon switch and yawned. He held just outside the kill zone, or at least what he called kill zone was actually the space where he would not be seen as either hostile, unknown friend/foe. Or some type of smuggler or pirate. He had that face ya know, looked shady but clean as a bell.

He sent the ID number for his ship and his name. He even went as far as to put in proper wording as, former Space Recon Arden Alabaster Dinous Church. He yawned and went for his normal short quarters. A little nap would make the wait a lot less boring.