Schutzengel - Personal Logs

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Chapter 12: The Plan
811 A.S

[font=Book Antiqua]As the doors opened, they both walked out of elevator, "This way." The man said and pointed at a door on their Left. They walked to the Medicals together. A nurse was sitting behind a desk on their left, the Engineer talked to her and whispered something, she nodded and walked to one of the beds without a word. "Mr. Steelman, There is someone here to see you." The boy heard Ralph yell "Ghaah, Another Doctor? Just tell 'em to knock off, I'm all Fine!" then muttered something. "No, It's two of your friends." Ralph pulled the curtain from front of his bed and then grinned, "Oh My Savior!" he said and waved at the boy, then looked and the Engineer and said "eh... And Hi mate." and lay on bed again. "How are you feeling?" The boy said and walked to his bed. Ralph laughed and said "Paah! Do I really look -That- old, kid?" The boy grinned, The Enginner cleared his throat and said, "Well, Time for me to go now. I still have some work to do." Ralph chuckled and said "Always on the run, eh? Alright, thanks for checking on me mate!"
After they were alone, The boy lowered his voice and said, "Well, Can you now tell me what exactly were you doing out there?" Ralph looked at the boy, then leaned forward and looked at the nurse sitting oh the other end of the room reading a book. He grabbed boy's arm and pulled him closer to his bed, then pulled the curtains, "There, Now we have a bit of privacy." He said and released the boy's arm. "Alright," he took a deep breath and said, "All the Station call me Crazy for this, You've probably already heard about it but I don't care. Alright, here's the story." He cleared his throat and continued, "During the Eighty Years War, some of the Imperial Guard Fighters used some Rare Experimental Weapons on their Ships. Some say the weapons are already destroyed, some say they are already stripped from their Ships and sold on Black Market. Also, Some say they don't even exist! But I don't care. Even if there is even One in a gazillion chance me gettin' my hands on One of those Weapons... Yea, I'll even risk my life for that!" The boy looked at Ralph and asked "What's so 'Special' about these guns?" Ralph grinned and said "They are worth millions of credits! You hear me? Millions!" The boy took a deep breath and said "I see... So, How are you going to get them now? Your ship is not... Well... 'Flyable', anymore you know." Ralph scratched his chin and said, "Yea I've been thinkin' about that too. I'm thinkin' about talkin' to one of the dudes around here to borrow their ship for a while." Then he chuckled and said "But first, I have to get out of this Hell!" and grinned. The boy chuckled and said "I'll be around for a while, so If you need help or anything, you can find me." then chuckled and said, "And I know you're not old or anything! But you need to rest a bit. So I'll be off for now." Ralph smiled and said "Alright lad, See ya around... And, Thanks for... you know!" then winked and put his head back on pillow and closed his eyes. The boy sighed and walked to the door, the nurse stood up and walked to him before he reached the door, and whispered "Whatever you do, make sure you wont end up on a bed next to him..." and walked back to her desk without another word. The boy looked at her for a second and then walked out of the door.
Once in Elevator, he thought "Where now?" But couldn't think of anywhere to go, so he decided to return to his ship. After the door closed, he turned and looked at the screen again, and after a short while, the doors opened again and he walked out of the elevator and moved back to his ship. He stood in front of his ship and looked at it for a while, then climbed to cockpit, smiling because he was flying a wonderful ship. He took the small Roc and his notepad out of his bag and turned the pad on.

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He couldn't think of anything to write, and was feeling so tired as well. So he just saved the blank entry and decided to sleep in his Ship. He looked at the small Roc next to his seat and whispered "Good Night!" then chuckled, realizing how stupid that was, so he shook his head and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep.