A Long Shot

[Starfliers]

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Daggers were shot at Mille and Halpert by the dockmaster. Anything said to him at this point would be met with "Get out." Seeing that Mille was sincere in their apology, the Starflier quickly tries to come up with a plan.

"I have a feeling he wants you to leave."

"Damn straight, I do."

"If things were shuffled around in the Pulsar, there'd be space for you to sit inside. Might be a little cramped, but hey, it's all I can do."

Seeing the sheer destruction and mess a giant hole into space creates, equipment was left scattered everywhere. All ships that were left hanging in the docking clamps remained untouched, but the floor was turned from an organised mess into even more of a mess. A giant fire now spits out of the wreck of the Orcus, growing in size since the shield stopped the venting atmosphere.

"If I can find towing cables, I'll tug your ship to the Renzu Shipyards, Mille. I'm sure they can repair your ship back to full speed."

"I don't care how it happens, just go. At this point, I don't care what happened to Pulsar. Fix your own damn ship next time. Guess it's up to me to find an external repair service to come around and patch up the station."

The dockmaster angrily stomps off towards his desk as he mentions repairing the station. A massive sigh is heard from Halpert.

"Not the best plan... but at least it'll get you out of here and your ship repaired. Also, it will make that guy happy...er"

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