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starlogs2017-02-06 09:16 am
taggingwomprats) wrote in starlogs2017-02-06 09:16 am
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WHO: Luke Skywalker, Son Goku, Nekomaru
WHERE: The Hangar, Oros
WHEN: February 1 - 4ish
WHAT: Rescuing aliens, getting into trouble.
WARNINGS: Nuclear explosions.
Everything seemed to go wrong so quickly. One moment, things had been relatively calm. Boring, even. The next he was being hustled down to the flight deck for some sort of emergency evacuation. From what he'd been told, something was going horribly wrong on the planet's surface His thoughts flash to Leia and for a moment he stretches out, trying to find her, but then he has other things to worry about. No time. He's standing in the expanse of the hangar, staring at the blocky, bulky shape of one of the cargo haulers. It's not what he's used to flying, but he can definitely fly it. They just have to get down there and rescue some aliens. Right?
He doesn't know how many they can save, but he's going to try. he's also going to need help, though. He turns to eye the milling, bustling hangar bay.
"Hey! Anyone need a pilot?"
WHERE: The Hangar, Oros
WHEN: February 1 - 4ish
WHAT: Rescuing aliens, getting into trouble.
WARNINGS: Nuclear explosions.
Everything seemed to go wrong so quickly. One moment, things had been relatively calm. Boring, even. The next he was being hustled down to the flight deck for some sort of emergency evacuation. From what he'd been told, something was going horribly wrong on the planet's surface His thoughts flash to Leia and for a moment he stretches out, trying to find her, but then he has other things to worry about. No time. He's standing in the expanse of the hangar, staring at the blocky, bulky shape of one of the cargo haulers. It's not what he's used to flying, but he can definitely fly it. They just have to get down there and rescue some aliens. Right?
He doesn't know how many they can save, but he's going to try. he's also going to need help, though. He turns to eye the milling, bustling hangar bay.
"Hey! Anyone need a pilot?"