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There's no place like home
Offline Jazzi
07-28-2025, 11:10 PM,
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Hiss. Click. A copper-tinted visor seals fast to the neck ring of Thallia's spacesuit. A large grinder clipped to her waist. A tether securely fastened to a retracting coil in the ceiling. A thunderous roar erupts through the airlock as the chamber depressurises. Currents of air ripped roughly right through the air vents in the corners of the airlock. Silence... ... ... A press of a button on her wrist panel sets music playing within her helm. When Androids Dream. Droid Bishop.

With a sliding of the airlock outer doors and a push off from two unlocked mag-boots, Thal sets herself drifting towards the large asteroid before her. Rapidly filling her vision, a pair of hanger bay doors inset on it's rocky face. As she lazily cartwheels, the Medium Blue star at the center of the system struggles to bleed through the Dark Matter storm between them. Beyond the Alethiea, the tuttle Creek Nebula glistens in gaseous hues of purple and pink. Remote. Concealed. Perfect.

A thrumming hum runs through her ears as her mag-lock boots draft close to the sealed hanger doors. The forceful tug and clang as they're drawn by magnetic forces the last foot or so delivers her onto the derelict station's entrance. With a glance at the laminate map wrapped around her other wrist, Thorn twists herself upwards and waves. Several speaks of brown or tan or white were drifting across, strips of yellow trailing behind them like snake-like comet trails. Clank. Clank. Clank.

Striding in large, arcing bounds across the hanger doors, the four of them take an edge of their chosen panel. Each share a nod as they give agreement to proceed. A quartet of grinders span into life, sending an ear-piercing screech through the plating as they set their tools to part away the plate and gain access to the station beyond. "Stop! Stop stop!" They pause as Thallia fiddles with her wristpad. Patched into a group session, she turns the volume up and hits play. Red Eyes. Zombie Hyperdrive. "Ok, go!" Sparks fly, forming a rectangle of orange and white.



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There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 07-27-2025, 09:02 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 07-28-2025, 11:10 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 07-29-2025, 05:15 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-05-2025, 01:34 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-05-2025, 02:25 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-11-2025, 01:03 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-21-2025, 09:29 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-25-2025, 01:26 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-25-2025, 02:06 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-25-2025, 07:30 PM
RE: There's no place like home - by Jazzi - 08-27-2025, 02:20 PM

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