Atton Rand (
stuck_mynock) wrote2009-06-02 09:48 pm
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[OOM] Transimir System.
Atton's ship drops out of orbit around Transimir, a massive, dust-orange and white ball that doesn't look like it would support life.
Floating around it, there's a rather large space station, all dull greys and blacks, with several beeping lights.
"Okay," Atton says, wheeling around the pilot's chair to peer at Will and Guppy. "I have a contact on the Transimir Station. Once we talk to him, we can do stuff. Cantinas. Museums. Stuff. I mean, not museums, they're dull, but cantinas."
Floating around it, there's a rather large space station, all dull greys and blacks, with several beeping lights.
"Okay," Atton says, wheeling around the pilot's chair to peer at Will and Guppy. "I have a contact on the Transimir Station. Once we talk to him, we can do stuff. Cantinas. Museums. Stuff. I mean, not museums, they're dull, but cantinas."
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"Keep safe an will find a way to meet up soon."
Then he ducks in, grabbing Guppy in after him.
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He sits in the pod, looking around for controls or seatbelts or anything important he needs to notice.
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Atton quickly sends off two of the pods, before clambering into his own.
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"How do we steer?" he asks, looking around for a joystick. His hands are shaking. "It seems to be steering. Can you see the other three pods, did Atton get out?"
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There's a fizzle, and then a hologram of Atton appears. Just a small one, about two inches tall.
"Guppy, Will. My pod is heading down to the planet, I'll send you the coordinates and meet you there."
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Will honestly has no idea what to do so just peers out the window and grabs the seat a bit hard as they're floating through space.
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"How do we reply?" he asks, bringing his knees up to his chest and allowing his sweating forehead to rest on one of them.
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"Ditch the escape pod when you get there, and keep a low profile. Look for Lagos Ren. He may be using a different name."
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If Will thinks about what happens he won't be able to do as much so at the moment he's working on adrenaline and instinct.
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Atton's image flickers a little.
"He's shorter than me ..." Static starts to block more and more of what he's saying. "... hair ... wears a lot of ... you'll find him in the ... or the ... hopefully. If you can't find him ... ot ... venient ... atic."
He fiddles about with something, becoming momentarily clearer.
"If you get down to the planet, I can find you. Keep as low a profile as you can, and stick together, both of you. Force be with you both." The image fizzles out.
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"Breath, we'll find a way to get it figured, some'ow."
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Guppy nods. He takes the opportunity of not needing to do anything for a few minutes to try and compose himself. He actually has the breathing under control; hyperventilating and passing out in this situation might cost him his life. The rest of him feels like shit.
"I'm okay." he says, which is a complete lie, but he hopes to convey that he's got it under control enough not to be a liability. Hopefully.
He manages to calm himself down enough to uncurl and hug Will.
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