Sgzyr had heard the shuffle among the deck; the fighting and all of the screams aboard the Yui while this damnable Seraph had been roaming about, using various crewmembers as its pawns. He had done the best he could of, minus the fact of getting the killing blow on that hellish creature. When the deck had been attacked, he had literally torn down the door from the security nest to get out, yet to no avail. The person had been allowed to go rampant, but he did his best, the bastard losing it right as Sgzyr though he had found it. Sgzyr had just roamed around the ship, performing his various security duties now since he was head of it. He had picked up the cigar habit, but everyone has his or her own personal vices.
        After touring the ship for several hours, with a bowie knife contained in a sheath from his waist and GP-12 slung over his back Sgzyr laid down in the male security nest, trying to get some rest. He had slept blissfully, his dreams were filled with thoughts of Ralfaris where he spent the majority of his time growing up, until he had decided to join the Grand Star Army, after joining on his own free will, and the tears of his sensei, he left the capital planet of the former Qel`noran Empire and was transferred aboard a ship. Whose name did not appear to be remembered; only that it was attacked by group of pirates and he was the sole survivor? He remembered the smooth, stone steps of the temple where he had trained, trying to harness the psychic potential within. A smile crossed his lips during his sleep as he remembered many other things.
        Of course, during this session of reminiscing and sleep, he had slept through part of his shift, when he was supposed to survey the tech nest, but the sleep hindered such. He awoke to hear the screaming of various crewmembers, and jetted out, his uniform crumpled and his rank pin missing. He saw Chiharu with Alexis over her shoulder, heading to the medical bay. With closer inspection, Sgzyr had found a puddle of muck on the floor of the technicians nest, much later after the people had left. He scooped up a small bit of it, put it into a container and threw it in the freezer. He then removed another cigar and lit it up, enjoying the onrush of tobacco.
        After touring the ship for several hours, with a bowie knife contained in a sheath from his waist and GP-12 slung over his back Sgzyr laid down in the male security nest, trying to get some rest. He had slept blissfully, his dreams were filled with thoughts of Ralfaris where he spent the majority of his time growing up, until he had decided to join the Grand Star Army, after joining on his own free will, and the tears of his sensei, he left the capital planet of the former Qel`noran Empire and was transferred aboard a ship. Whose name did not appear to be remembered; only that it was attacked by group of pirates and he was the sole survivor? He remembered the smooth, stone steps of the temple where he had trained, trying to harness the psychic potential within. A smile crossed his lips during his sleep as he remembered many other things.
        Of course, during this session of reminiscing and sleep, he had slept through part of his shift, when he was supposed to survey the tech nest, but the sleep hindered such. He awoke to hear the screaming of various crewmembers, and jetted out, his uniform crumpled and his rank pin missing. He saw Chiharu with Alexis over her shoulder, heading to the medical bay. With closer inspection, Sgzyr had found a puddle of muck on the floor of the technicians nest, much later after the people had left. He scooped up a small bit of it, put it into a container and threw it in the freezer. He then removed another cigar and lit it up, enjoying the onrush of tobacco.

