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universal_destiny2014-12-02 02:22 am
geniusatmmos) wrote in universal_destiny2014-12-02 02:22 am
OPENING LOG
Who: Eli Wallace and OPEN
What: Welcome to Destiny
Where: Stargate Room
When: One lonely night...
Warnings: None yet!
It had been a long week and a half.
Eli had spent most of it on the bridge, trying various calculations, trying to get the last stasis pod working, or, even better, find a way to extend life support or increase power to last the next three years.
It isn't looking hopeful.
When the all-too-familiar feeling of the ship shuddering out of FTL happens, he can't really believe it. Why? Why now? He's been monitoring the power consumption so carefully! And then he notices the indicator. The monitor belonging to Stargate Operations. He stares at it.
"...Incoming Wormhole?"
His voice is incredulous. No... Why now? Why?! There weren't any planetary Stargates in range, so that meant someone had dialled the Nine Chevron code from a non-Destiny-style Stargate.
They can't take on any more people. This screws everything over...
He sets a Kino off to go investigate the Gate Room, snatching up a remote, before heading to the armoury.
He jogs into the Gate Room just as the Wormhole connects, the familiar "ka-woosh" of the unstable vortex, before it settles into the event horizon. Eli takes up position at the console, a rifle under an arm... Just in case.
What: Welcome to Destiny
Where: Stargate Room
When: One lonely night...
Warnings: None yet!
It had been a long week and a half.
Eli had spent most of it on the bridge, trying various calculations, trying to get the last stasis pod working, or, even better, find a way to extend life support or increase power to last the next three years.
It isn't looking hopeful.
When the all-too-familiar feeling of the ship shuddering out of FTL happens, he can't really believe it. Why? Why now? He's been monitoring the power consumption so carefully! And then he notices the indicator. The monitor belonging to Stargate Operations. He stares at it.
"...Incoming Wormhole?"
His voice is incredulous. No... Why now? Why?! There weren't any planetary Stargates in range, so that meant someone had dialled the Nine Chevron code from a non-Destiny-style Stargate.
They can't take on any more people. This screws everything over...
He sets a Kino off to go investigate the Gate Room, snatching up a remote, before heading to the armoury.
He jogs into the Gate Room just as the Wormhole connects, the familiar "ka-woosh" of the unstable vortex, before it settles into the event horizon. Eli takes up position at the console, a rifle under an arm... Just in case.
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The second he got ejected from the Gate, he was up and looking around. He knew where he was, mostly by the shared knowledge with the Others... He'd never been here before, personally, that is.
So, he's at the railing, staring out at the ship with a slight smile on his face. This was something he never expected to happen.
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"You look like a man with answers. Ya know where we are?"
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The man says, turning to face Roxy, giving her a slight smile. It's the truth... partly. He doesn't know where they are in the universe... But, then again, she wasn't specific with her question.
"I'm afraid I'm as clueless as you are."
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"So wanna prove you're actually as 'clueless as me?' 'cause so far I got is 'I sure got ganked to a whole other universe through a possibly magic and/or alien tech portal.' Plus a few other dick moves with an area affect."
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He turns back to look at Roxy.
"I don't know how we got here. I was doing something... and then I woke up here."
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She glanced out the window, silent for several moments. "Okay, fine, it is, it's really fuckin' pretty," she said with a loud sigh that was almost a whine. "But I can't appreciate pretty sight right now, there's shenanigans out the wazoo and I'm like one of three peeps who can actually deal with it, and I need to know what I'm working with before I have to try somethin' stupid!"
She groaned, arms going limp, and letting her forehead thunk against the railing. "And you hiding what ya know ain't helpin', and I am so sick of cryptic nonsense. Jegus man, I did nothing for months, years, why does an alien species I DON'T know decide to kidnap me when I have a thing to do?"
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How much stranger could this person be from Ms. Lalonde, really? The young woman who swore on par with sailors.
"You seem somewhat at ease. Are you from..." he motioned at the room "...wherever this is?"
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Truth.
"I don't see the point in panicking... At least, not yet."
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