Post by Sinthe on Jun 15, 2017 16:18:39 GMT -5
’Why not Namek? The rush of destroying a planet was nice to have experienced again, but it was like coming down off of a sugar high, satisfying at first but the sensation faded all too quickly for it to be of any sufficient merit. Unless one were to go on an extinction bender then the outcome was profoundly disappointing. A bit like the response his question courted. {color=purple]’Guys I’m talking to… Guys?’[/color] Twisting around in his seat (the comfy one in front of the controls with a proper neck support and everything, which he had quickly commandeered upon their return, annoyingly necessitating that he actually FLY the ship) he surveyed the ship’s interior to find that he was alone. Either he’d not noticed them leaving or they’d deliberately snuck away, either way someone was being excessively rude.
He’d been spitballing likely looking planets to survey in Cervez’ and his ongoing quest to trim the fat of the universe but none of them had really jumped out at him immediately. This one though looked pretty barren, well not barren exactly but if there was intelligent life there it sure was making a point of not really looking as though it were. It wouldn’t hurt to check in on. Maybe they were a rustic, pastoral kind of people, the kind of people that were just extra grateful for not smashing their home in to tiny pieces and less likely to get any stupid ideas involving assassinations and whatnot.
He could see it now that they’d be generous, gregarious… squishy.
Well it might not have been his ship but for the moment at least it appeared to be his call. Slumping back into his seat he began maneuvering the ship about and laid in a course to take them straight there. If Cervez or Samael or that… thing… lady… creature they had picked up had anything to say about it then they should’ve known better than to be sleeping when he was feeling impetuous. Even if it was 04:32 ship’s time.
{Heading for Namek using a Basic Spacecraft with Boost Thrusters kindly loaned from Cervez .}
[Zeni plz]
He’d been spitballing likely looking planets to survey in Cervez’ and his ongoing quest to trim the fat of the universe but none of them had really jumped out at him immediately. This one though looked pretty barren, well not barren exactly but if there was intelligent life there it sure was making a point of not really looking as though it were. It wouldn’t hurt to check in on. Maybe they were a rustic, pastoral kind of people, the kind of people that were just extra grateful for not smashing their home in to tiny pieces and less likely to get any stupid ideas involving assassinations and whatnot.
He could see it now that they’d be generous, gregarious… squishy.
Well it might not have been his ship but for the moment at least it appeared to be his call. Slumping back into his seat he began maneuvering the ship about and laid in a course to take them straight there. If Cervez or Samael or that… thing… lady… creature they had picked up had anything to say about it then they should’ve known better than to be sleeping when he was feeling impetuous. Even if it was 04:32 ship’s time.
{Heading for Namek using a Basic Spacecraft with Boost Thrusters kindly loaned from Cervez .}
[Zeni plz]