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 Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 12:40 pm
After leaving the immdieate hangar area, a sealed airlock stood in her way. It appeared the only way into the interior of the ship.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 3:47 pm
Lutia looked around, seeking out any removable panel, switch or display.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 4:46 pm
About a foot above her head there was a small blue crystal panel, that usually signified a door control for most Ancient doorways. Oddly though there were three crystals above the panel. the first one was glowing green, but the other two were blinking red.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:08 am
Taking off her glasses, Lutia hopedfor some clarification from Viva.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 2:25 pm
Viva was confused for a moment. The door looked thick and sealed. Maybe...
It might be a airlock of some sorts. Matter of fact that would make sense. Hold on a sec.
Viva seemed to be distarcted for a moment before he starts to resend his thoughts.
Lastest scan show that the ship must be operating on backup power. We also are detecting minimual life support. That section of the shep seems to be powered down and vented its atmosphere. You'll need to try and hack the door controls or force it open. Be sure to brace for repressuriatzion of the section.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 11:02 pm
After hearing no mention of the red lights, Lutia assumed it was refering to the life support. Putting her glasses back on, Record drew her shroom lance. Plucking off shrooms one at a time from it. Lutia wedged the sharp blades into the door frame.
Hitting them in succession with the remaining stools of the shroom lance, the caps flipped upwards and expanded. Wedging the door open.
Drawing her mallet next, Lutia forced the pole end into the small gap and attempted to lever the door open.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 2:45 pm
A loud hiss was all the warning Lutia got before the door snapped open. A tremdous powerful suction pulls her inside as the air was drained for the section she was i n and floods to fill the vacum of the next. Artifical gravity seemed to be offline as well, leaving Lutia floating alone in the darkness.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 12:36 pm
The Jarian rocket passed the fleet and the debris, landing alongside Mila's craft. A compartment in the shuttle opened up, revealing breathing masks as the door to the shuttle opened.
Drawing a bladed magic lantern, Lutia activated it, examining her suroundings.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 3:55 pm
The light wouldn't provide much. Form what it did illumatie showed Lutia to be in some sort of hallway with rows of cargo crates strapped down on the walls. To the left the hallway ends with a sealed blast door but the way to her right appears to open.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:04 pm
The little girl called P-51 Mustang spent the trip up from the city bouncing around the rocket and looking at everyone else who was there.
(( Najah, L.M., Jaysn, Peluche... is Record there too, or gone off elsewhere? ))
When the rocket arrived and docked at Mila's shuttle, P-51 grabbed a mask and bounced around excitedly, also throwing masks at everyone else, giggling about how they were some kind of collectible memorabilia.
"Okay, so, um... where's Lutia?" she said, looking around to see if Record was there to point her in the right direction, or if she could easily see for herself what was the most likely direction to run off in.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 10:46 am
Peluchie put on his air mask like a party hat and opened the door to the rocket to swim outside for a look around.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 9:04 pm
P-51 followed him and then took off haphazardly in the only direction that seemed likely.
(( is the path clear, I mean, did Lutia disable the defenses? ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:09 am
Arroa watched the others leave the rocket, this was a pretty scary experince. She had never been in space before and she was not sure if she liked it. But well she had no choice now, and was determined to make the most of this visit...besides..how many times would she visit the moon in her life time? She grabbed one of the masks from the wall and looked it over then fitting it on before following the rest out, Slowly.. one step at a time..
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:28 am
The hangar seemed empty after they had entered. Everything was scaled up to the much larger Anceints making it seem even emptier.
The smoldering remains of the large spider drone fill taint the already thin air with smoke. The airlock Lutia pried open was sealed shut with only the remaining mushroom caps any evidence that she had been there.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 1:49 am
"We must get through this door which stands in our way!" P-51 declared, attempting to point epically at the sealed door while clumsily drifting sideways because she didn't have enough practice at moving around in low-gravity environments. She bounced off the wall and made her way to the door, which she proceeded to face-plant into.
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