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Post Wed Aug 01, 2012 7:22 pm

Re: Open Terrain

*After being denied his the code for the pyrotechnics 8 looks for other things to take. grabbing his guitar he puts it in it's case and throws it on his back. leaving the studio he goes to his room and grabs a large duffle bag. He gets ready to head back to the club when he stops in the kitchen. opening the fridge he makes himself a drink real quick and downs it. wiping his mouth he runs out the door back to the club.*
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Post Mon Aug 06, 2012 6:39 am

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*It had been months, year maybe, since Sarius had begun saving his pennies to buy transportation off world.* *He wasn't really good at keeping track of time.* *Eventually though, he had enough for a ship, albeit a small rusty shell of a ship. The Chiss handed his credits off to the used-wares merchant and slipped into the patched up canopy of an old Z-95 Headhunter.* *Only one of the cannons worked, but that hardly mattered. He wasn't planning on chasing down any space pirates.*

*This latest move was inspired by his returning dreams, the same insidious nightmare that plagued him over and over again. Somewhere among the horror, he had found an anchor, a piece of sanity and logic to hold onto. That anchor took the form of a set of digits. Only after asking around the fishing villages pub had he managed to determine that the digits were actually coordinates for a navicomputer.*

*Sitting there in the cockpit of the banged up fighter somehow felt right. Different, but right.* *He couldn't quite place it. To his knowledge he had never flown before, yet he could name every piece of equipment and knew which buttons did what. It was a clue. An answer even to the gaps in his memory. He had flown before.* *Taking the steering yoke in hand, Sarius ran through the take off preparations and soon found his little starfighter airborne. The engine coughed and sputtered, eliciting a sharp curse from the fisherman, but eventually it evened out. Within a short time he broke the atmospheric barrier of Sernpidal and shot into the cold reaches of space.*
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