[OOM] Transimir Station, Lower Levels.
Jun. 2nd, 2009 09:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
After their twelve hours inside the safe house, there's a sharp ringing from the computer, and a hum and click from the door.
The ringing lasts all of a few minutes, before the blurry Kaleesh appears again.
"Meet us on the Central Bridge. Your computer has a map." With that, he's gone again.
The ringing lasts all of a few minutes, before the blurry Kaleesh appears again.
"Meet us on the Central Bridge. Your computer has a map." With that, he's gone again.
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Date: 2009-02-28 12:58 am (UTC)"Come with me," he mutters, before heading off into one of the many side rooms - in this case, a small bedroom, evidently made for four people.
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Date: 2009-02-28 01:20 am (UTC)"So, who are you?"
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Date: 2009-02-28 11:45 pm (UTC)"We 'elped with the Magnus job 'mongst other things."
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Date: 2009-02-28 11:56 pm (UTC)"Na to us either, an if ye want to find yer way off o''ere too, best get the stuff that we can bargain for a ship."
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Date: 2009-03-01 12:32 am (UTC)After crossing several bridges and going down a couple of staircases, they are eventually at a platform, very high up, with three lockers on it. Lagos busies himself unlocking the third one along.
Once he opens it, an alarm goes off, loud and blaring. Lagos curses.
"They must have found it and rigged it with an alarm," he mutters, loading the contents of it into a bag. "We've got to get out of here."
All around the docking bay, Sith soldiers turn, before one leaps down from a bridge, spinning in the air to land between Lagos, Will and Guppy, blades sliding out of one arm.
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