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stuck_mynock) wrote2009-06-05 09:20 pm
stuck_mynock) wrote2009-06-05 09:20 pm
[OOM] Above Onderon - The Wyrm.
The trip to the Wyrm is fairly uneventful. They slide into its vast, almost empty landing bay and land silently, lights flicking off one by one.
Atton peers out of the cockpit speculatively, adjusting his gauntlet. The walls are metal, that much is clear, but wound through with something dark, organic and porous, that pulsates with the heartbeat coming from deeper within the ship.
"Nice."
Atton peers out of the cockpit speculatively, adjusting his gauntlet. The walls are metal, that much is clear, but wound through with something dark, organic and porous, that pulsates with the heartbeat coming from deeper within the ship.
"Nice."