Re: A New Begining
Bralor: (sits in the pilot's chair)
(opens a com)
(speaks in Mando'a)
(a voice replies)
(a load clanking and thudding sound is heard from the back of the ship)
Bralor: (fires up the ship's engines)
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Bralor: (sits in the pilot's chair)
(opens a com)
(speaks in Mando'a)
(a voice replies)
(a load clanking and thudding sound is heard from the back of the ship)
Bralor: (fires up the ship's engines)
George: (sits in the copilots chair)
Bralor: This is Navis C-2 Delta. Preparing for takeoff. How're we doing?
You're clear.
Bralor: Right.
(the Navis takes off)
Bralor: (looks at George) Where are we going?
George: 1km North from my shuttle...
Bralor: (tampers with the computer)
Right, I've got a lock on your shuttle's signature.
George: Okay, then. Go 1km north from my shuttle!
Bralor: Understood, sir.
...
Sometime later they arrive at Iisa position
...
(the Navis lands nearby)
Bralor: (exits the cockpit)
(walks to the loading lift)
George: (runs towards Iisa)
Bralor: (follows)
George: (finds her) (bends down next to her) Iisa?
Iisa: (low growl)
Human?
Bralor: (bends down next to her)
(begins to examine her)
Oh, this isn't good... we need to get her back to Gumatz right now.
(runs back towards the ship)
George: I've found Starr...
Iisa: Good...
(heavy breathing)
Bralor: (comes back driving a large vehicle)
(stops it near Iisa)
(gets out)
(begins to hook Iisa to it)
George: (helps him)
Bralor: (nods)
(gets back into the vehicle)
(lifts Iisa a few feet off the ground)
(drives onto the ship's loading lift)
(gets out of the vehicle)
(tampers with the lift's controls)
Hop on.
George: (stands on the lift)
(the lift rises)
(it moves sideways, entering the ship)
(it lets down on the ship's floor)
Bralor: (gets off)
(heads towards the cockpit)
George: (looks at Iisa)
Iisa: (low roar)
(huffs)
George: You'll be okay...