11-06-2015, 10:51 PM
(11-06-2015, 10:34 PM)Umbra Wrote:Okay...(11-06-2015, 10:26 PM)Marxon Wrote: *there is an odd creaking and scratching in one of the pressurized rooms, as he enters a medium square hub room all 4 doors close and the light blacks out. A second later he's kicked in the back of the legs and forced onto his knees as an aerogel blade rests on his shoulder, heavy filtered breathing and a voice follows*
Who are you affiliated with and what is your intent aboard this vessel, lie and I will make sure nobody finds you.
*judging by the angle of the blade its wielder is only around 4 feet tall*
The Avali replies, sounding a little scared.
"C-calm down! P-please! I'm just... Just trying to help!"
If there's some sort of lie detection in play, he's definitely telling the truth. He doesn't appear to be armed except for an ordinary flashlight.
*turns him around to show himself in a dark blue grey and black suit of extremely high end armor*
I'm Marxon, or at least I think...
Sorry about that, things got really wierd when I woke up to the ship being mostly disabled, and knowing nothing...
Think we could tow it into a drydock? I'm rather attached to the place of my first memory.