Urban Decay

[Omi]

"Come on, come on!" Lukas was going at full speed, and he still thought the gunship was taking off. Damned if he'd let it, though. He was pushing himself to the very limits of his endurance, and in his mind, that meant failure wasn't even an option. He heard the roar of a jeep's engine behind him, and, despite his need to reach the gunboat, he looked around.
"Oh -" he began, before an arm grabbed him by the collar and he started skimming over the ground at 80 miles per hour.
"Gottverdammtschweinhundendummkopfen", he swore as his feet dangled dangerously close to the rocky terrain and he saw the gunship leaving after all. They hadn't made it, apparently.
Lukas then saw the mound of earth which the jeep was heading for, intending to use it as a ramp. If he'd had any more swearing capacity left in him, doubtless he'd have used it now. As it stood, though, he just felt a mild sense of foreboding as the vehicle bounced up off the ground, clattering haphazardly into the bay of the SoCred.
"Hooray!" he thought, before he noticed he was still moving very, very fast. He ricocheted off an equipment locker and collapsed in a heap on the floor.

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