oh sweet ignition, be my fuse (part LXXX)

(Roleplay entry. Continued from part LXXIX.)

Emilly had just arrived on Darktow when she heard the Duke's voice on the comm.

"Hi," he said. "Want to explore what we have so far?"

Yes, yes she did. So she took a shuttle to Tannhäuser Station, finding her way to the new entry port, waiting until the hangar bay sealed and she was able to leave, then waiting impatiently in the air lock for the air to cycle. She followed a drone, wobbling like a drunket bumblebee, through the long halls until she ended up at the airlock of another ship, docked at the station. She spun the lock open and stepped onboard.

"Welcome aboard the 'Misunderestimated Cat'," the Duke said, smiling. He led her to the co-pilot's chair.



She smiled. "Thank you!" She watched him punch in a series of commands before leaning back.



She watched the ship lift past the small asteroid field, leaning forward to see the structures rising from part of the station build.



"So, eight levels so far..." the Duke said, checking the readings.



"Wow," she said in a quiet voice. "So, the station, the church, Prometheus, the city, and..."



"The Babalon Working," the Duke said, flying up and flying horizontally along the new ship, dark and heavily armed. And that's when the Duke cried out.



"[F**k]!" Hiro yelled. "We're taking fire!"

She watched in horror as thick beams of yellow arcing light flew towards the ship.

(Continued in part LXXXI.)