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Post by Exuro on May 11, 2017 5:18:12 GMT -6
As far as poor navigation goes, ending up lost in a maze of sparsely-lit metallic corridors likely isn't something out of the ordinary. Ending up in a sparsely-lit maze of metallic corridors with the occasional porthole view out into an unfamiliar expanse of stars and other celestial objects, however, is something else entirely. How you ended up here is an outstanding question, but the fact that everything in the structure seems to be scaled up to accommodate things muuuuuch larger than you might be even more distressing. A cursory search of the hallway would reveal a few placards in some strange, symbol-based alphabet, but not much aside from that.
Unless you can bust through windows and breathe in the vacuum of space, there's only two ways to proceed from here, seems like.
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Post by Tayl on May 11, 2017 23:04:08 GMT -6
"Is this... are we... are we in space? Is this space? This isn't the ship. We're in space."Ordinarily, Astor wasn't opposed to ending up in unfamiliar places. As a member of the Discitus Union, gaining new knowledge was always his priority. But without Theo and Nashira by his side, he felt a bit vulnerable. "Yes, you fool. Why not repeat it a few more times? I'm sure that will help," muttered the bird perched on his shoulder. "Oh, shut it, Qamar. You're not helping. Let's think. How'd I get here? One minute I was at the vending machine, and now I'm here. Was it cursed? Damn it all, I don't even have the chips on me. This is bullshit," Astor thought aloud, furrowing his brow. "A shame. I was looking forward to you being one bag of sodium closer to death.""H-Hrm. I don't want to call for help so early and look like a coward. Guess I ought to explore a bit. If I come back with some info, that'll definitely help my image," Astor continued, ignoring Qamar entirely. "Pah! As though you're fooling anyone. Be my guest, then. I eagerly await your failure.""You're just mad that I don't have any chips to give you.""..."
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