Efof - "Left behind" pt 1

Who: Efof Yuwan'Kar
Where: Fferna's Ffionian ship
When: Just after the Blue Dwarf left
Efof's constantly happy face turned to a frown for possibly the first
time in years. He pressed his face against the cold glass of the
window as he watched the Blue Dwarf – his home, disappear through a
wormhole. If he could have reached out beyond the glass, he would have.
His heart sank as the realisation set in. "I've been left behind." he
thought.
The Blue Dwarf had been his home for seven years, since he had been
brought out of stasis. He remembered that day very well, as it was one
of those days where your entire life changes. He had woken up a
thousand year sleep to find that his family were all dead, his friends
all dead, his entire civilisation wiped out by some overgrown insects.
But even faced with all these life changing things, Efof never took it
badly. He just grinned and got on with life, because he was warmly
welcomed by a new bunch of people, a new family. And he explored human
culture with wide-eyed wonderment, something he still does now as
there always seems to be more about humanity to discover.
But now he faced loosing it all.
"I'm alone." he whimpered.
Efof was not a particularly bright person, but if he was he would have
consoled himself in knowing that he was not alone, he had found
another strain of his species, and had a particularly hot girlfriend
who seemed to like him.
Although he was having minor concerns about Fferna. The last few times
he had spoken to her, she had ordered him around, made him fetch her
things and perform menial tasks, and speak down to him.
And there was the fact she just tried to nuke an entire civilization
into oblivion.
Facts like that should really be important, but Efof wasn't so
bothered. He didn't blame her. She was only following orders. She
didn't really want to murder all the Halkons did she? He kept telling
himself that of course she didn't. He wouldn't be going out with her
if she was a psychopathic murderer. It was as simple as that, Efof
just didn't date psychopathic murderers.
The swirling space around the wormhole went back to normal and all
traces of the wormhole, and the Blue Dwarf had gone. Efof knew that
there was no way of tracing where it had gone to.
He looked around the room he was in. It was Fferna's bedroom and was
full of a manner of girlie things. She had flowers, she had fairy
lights, she had hair straighteners, but the thing that bugged him the
most was a small pink picture frame next to her bed showing Fferna
happily standing over the carcass of the Pygmy leader of Omicrom 941.
Something bugged him about the picture. After a few moments of thought
something twigged in his brain.
"Oh no! My girlfriend is a psychopathic murderer!"
He bit his fingers and panicked. He started to look at other pictures
on the wall, there was one of her stood over the slain leader of some
native tribe, and another of her stood proudly in the smoking remains
of a city. Everywhere Efof looked now he could see more and more
evidence. It was so obvious!
The room seemed to close in, the photos of Fferna and her triumphs
over so many civilisations almost beating Efof to death with his own
stupidity.
Suddenly, the alarm klaxon rang. The lights dimmed to red, reminding
Efof of those bars with the naked ladies Captain Jed dragged him to
once. The sound of Fferna's voice came over the tannoy, but instead of
grinning happily to hear his girlfriend's calm soft voice, it
instilled dread in Efof.
"Incoming missiles from Halkon. Everyone prepare for impact!" She shouted.
<To be continued>