Atton Rand (
stuck_mynock) wrote2009-06-02 09:49 pm
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[OOM] Transimir Station.
Docking Bay Three is as large as a small town. Larger, perhaps. It's massively wide and tall, many-tiered, with rows upon rows of landing pads and towers connected by a vast network of interconnecting bridges, that go up as far as the eye can follow.
There are shops here, and cantinas, for those just getting out or preparing to get into their ships, and at least a dozen exits and entrances scattered around the levels.
The escape pod goes gliding through the containment field and crashes down on the lowest level, spinning as it goes. It's lucky it's well-cushioned and padded, really - with no proper way to land, a controlled crash is the best Guppy and Will could've hoped for.
Nevertheless, it eventually comes to a stop, down at the base of several towers. This lowest level doesn't have many people - it's mostly droids hurrying about to do maintenance, with a few ships that look like they've seen better days.
There are shops here, and cantinas, for those just getting out or preparing to get into their ships, and at least a dozen exits and entrances scattered around the levels.
The escape pod goes gliding through the containment field and crashes down on the lowest level, spinning as it goes. It's lucky it's well-cushioned and padded, really - with no proper way to land, a controlled crash is the best Guppy and Will could've hoped for.
Nevertheless, it eventually comes to a stop, down at the base of several towers. This lowest level doesn't have many people - it's mostly droids hurrying about to do maintenance, with a few ships that look like they've seen better days.
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Will has the start of an idea but he's not sure if its going to work or not.
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The display flicks back to non-descript blue-purple.
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"What do we do? Which way is the trap?"
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"Is there... is there some way we could call Atton on this thing?"
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"Guppy, Will. I'm glad you're both alright. I can't talk for long, there's not much power left in the pod."
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"A Kaleesh? Did he give his name? Traveling with a Shistavanen?" Headtilt. "The Exchange doesn't have an army, it's only a crime syndicate. They have fairly close ties with the Sith, though, and most Sith factions have at least a reasonably sized army."
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"Can you see that?"
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"They used to work for me, both of them. They're exceptional spies, among other things. You're not a threat to them, they won't have any interest in hurting you." Pause. "If they say they'll keep you safe, they will. They're a lot more trustworthy than most spies and assassins, and they'll keep their word. Let them help you."
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A pause, Atton eyes something off the edge of the screen.
"Power's low, I need to go, now. I'll see you soon, okay?"
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"Hello?"
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