Jake (koaktan) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2017-09-17 22:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | jake sully (old), sunila sully |
WHO: Sunila and Jake Sully.
WHERE: A maintenance bay, one of the spokes, Wheel 3, Space Station.
WHEN: backdated a bit to Friday.
WHAT: More waking up.
WARNINGS: Jakes swear.
There was something clanking beside him.
A fairly rhythmic Clunk-Clunk-quiet for a bit-clunk clunk kind of noise, and it was really starting to piss Jake off. Scowling in his sleep, he gestured with a hand to move whatever-the-hell-it-was away, which only resulted in him being dragged along in that direction. His eyes flew open just in time to see some sort of vehicle going past him which made no sense for the bedroom he shared with his wife. He reached out and grabbed at the vehicle, and looked down at his legs once he'd stopped moving.
Some weird tool had attached itself to his braces and was rattling about. This also made no sense, since he took his braces off when he went to sleep unless he was outside, and nobody had been outside for ages. Not that he actually remembered going to sleep. And he didn't keep tools in the bedroom.
Then he noticed the lack of gravity. And the other weird things floating about (More tools? Weapons? Scrap metal? Who the fuck knew?) and the odd vehicles. And the huge entranceway to the the room he was in that appeared to open onto space?
"Sunila!?" he yelled, even as he reached through the Force to try and find her. What the actual fuck was going on?