The Sharing: Rebellion From Within

[Terenia]

Aurora glanced back at Myitt, suddenly registering for the first time that they were in space. Her eyes grew wide as she approached the front viewscreen, "Is that...is that Mars?" She asked in wonder. "How did we get all the way to Mars so quickly? Where are we going?"

[traycon3]

Tia shook her head, refusing the offer for more pain killers. "Sorry," she replied, still speaking in Galarad, "it was just surprising." After hearing Aurora, she asked, "Mars? Really?" She glaced over at the view screen. "Really, it would be helpful if you could explain exactly where we're going and what you're planning on doing once we get there. I'm kind of getting tired of being left in the dark."

[Myitt]

"Yeah, mate, we are flying pretty fast, you know," Corliss explained to Aurora, very slowly crawling back up to sit on one of the chairs.  He wiped his brow, sweating from the returning pain. 

Myitt exhaled, drumming her fingers on the control panel.  "Since our plan to find out exactly what the repercussions of being seen in broad daylight were failed miserably, the new plan was to simply bring you to a safe location offworld.  Namely, our base."  She glanced back at Tia.  "I don't suppose you've ever seen the offworld operations, have you?  Hm.  Well, since we're being tracked, and rather well, I'd expect, we need to stop and clear the ship of the device before we lead the jackass tailing us right to our home.  Make sense?"  She paused.  "There are better medical options there, too.  Rakesh is an actual surgeon, we just play pretend.  You'll need to get looked at, and you too, Aurora.  Post-traumatic stress, shock, whatever."  She turns back to the screens.  "And I'll probably need a drink."

[Terenia]

"So...where are we going for that?" Aurora asked, "I mean...these are more of the good guys we're headed towards, right?"

[traycon3]

Norpo shook her head lightly. "She's only ever been off-world a few times, but that was before we met. I've been off-world also, but never to see operations. They think I'm better suited for activity here, and I'm inclined to agree with them. And unless it turns out that there's a traitor on board, we should be heading toowards safety. But with this small a group, that's highly doubtful."

[Terenia]

(( *poke poke* Anyone there!?))

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

((Oyah... I'm still involved in this. Just waiting for morf to finish whatever his character's up to, before I send my character off after you guys. ))

[morfowt]

((Oyah... I'm still involved in this. Just waiting for morf to finish whatever his character's up to, before I send my character off after you guys. ))

((well I'm waiting for Myitt, tryacon, and terenia to finish whatever they're doing with they're characters. until they do something, all I can do with my character is follow them))

[Terenia]

((I'm waiting for Myitt to take us to wherever we're going!!))

[traycon3]

((Same here.))

[morfowt]

((Great. so that means we're all waiting on myitt...where are you?))

[yrkd88]

((I'm still here too and but I'm just waiting for an opportunity to get the newly infested Denise back into this^^...also Charlie if you have nothing else to do like me, feel free to rp a bit between Illrid and Denise's Yeerk, Reshnar, maybe plan out an assassination mission for her or something? Just an idea ))

[Myitt]

((Ack...sorry guys    I've been busy...and I've been waiting for someone to start shooting at the ship or something, because the farther we go from Earth the harder it will be for everyone to get involved.  Right now we're still in regular old space, with a tracking device x3  Okay, here goes nothing.))

Corliss and Myitt glanced at each other. 

"No way," Myitt said sourly.

"Don't even have to ask," Corliss said at the same time.  Then they both looked at Tia/Norpo. 

"It is true, we know very little about you other than your word," Myitt said thoughtfully.  "We could perform a memory dump, but not until we get to the base.  In the meantime, I think we need to get this thing off the ship."  Ahead, the little fighter was cruising rapidly toward the beginning of the massive Kuiper asteroid belt between Mars and Jupiter.  Giant space rocks the size of the moon floated by, dark and ominous.  "Hmmm...who said life imitates art?" Myitt wondered aloud, flying the ship toward one of the larger asteroids, down toward the freezing rocky surface pockmarked with crags and tunnels.  Deep within these tunnels there was a sort of thin, icy atmosphere, not breathable by human standards but perhaps capable of supporting some form of alien life...

The ship settled down in a dark tunnel, illuminated only by the bloodred of the ship's landing lights.  "Corliss, how many suits do we have?"

"Damned if I know," Corliss replied, venturing into the storage room.  "Uhh," he said, muffled.  "Looks like we've got three.  Air supplies for four, though."

"Good, we might need it," Myitt said as her brother threw her a silvery black uniform with boots stuck to the bottom, and what looked like an inflatable bag with tubes attached.  Stolen, old Andalite technology, this...  "Does anyone else want to help me look?" Myitt said, glancing at Aurora, who still looked pretty shaken...then at Tia/Norpo, a look that silently asked, 'think you know exactly where it is?'

[traycon3]

"Normally I'd be one of the first to volunteer, but I don't think I'd be much help with her arm like this. And as for my word, well, to be quite honest, I think I'm taking a risk myself, trusting you two at your word." He stood her up, being careful to use her right arm this time. "But if you need the help, she's ambidextrious enough that I can get by with just her right arm." He smiled. "Might need a bit help with the suit, though."

[Myitt]

"Yes, well, we really are Imperial soldiers who enjoy getting shot at and deliberately committing crimes punishable by horrible screaming death."  She paused.  "Hm, perhaps the cold will stress your injuries needlessly," Myitt murmured.  "You'll be needing intensive care when we return, as it is."  Then she smiled brightly.  "Let's go anyway, shall we?"  She started helping Tia with the suit, which was surprisingly lightweight and thin for a spacesuit.  It seemed to have the qualities of that living metal stuff, molding to fit different four-legged forms--within reason.