The holographic image of it turns, slightly, just the head, so that the eyes seem to focus on each of them in turn.
Then, all hell breaks loose.
The displays - those of them that are still on - are suddenly all replaced by a glowing, panes-of-glass pattern of blue, green and silver light. A siren goes off, and Atton presses a hand to his head, running to one of the consoles.
"It's all gone haywire."
The glass of the cockpit window starts to crack, and all the machinery around them begins to spark as the ship shakes, lightly at first, then more and more. At a nearby console, a fire starts.
"Escape pods. Follow me," Atton says, heading off down the corridor.
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Date: 2009-02-22 12:17 am (UTC)The holographic image of it turns, slightly, just the head, so that the eyes seem to focus on each of them in turn.
Then, all hell breaks loose.
The displays - those of them that are still on - are suddenly all replaced by a glowing, panes-of-glass pattern of blue, green and silver light. A siren goes off, and Atton presses a hand to his head, running to one of the consoles.
"It's all gone haywire."
The glass of the cockpit window starts to crack, and all the machinery around them begins to spark as the ship shakes, lightly at first, then more and more. At a nearby console, a fire starts.
"Escape pods. Follow me," Atton says, heading off down the corridor.