Joining forces
*Galvatron sits at the controls of a small, stolen freighter that is making its way slowly through space in the direction of Earth. Admittedly, he's only "sitting at" by virtue of concentrating on staying solid enough not to fall through the chair, but the basic idea is there.*
*pokes at the controls* *out loud, to himself* Why does nobody build ships with decent acceleration any more?! I'm growing weary of flying things I could walk faster than!
...hmm! *prods at the radio, his fingertips sinking into the circuitry* *it's actually surprisingly easy to manipulate most technology like this, and if he just sets up a couple of encrypts and uses his own power to boost the relays on this worthless bit of alien tech...*
//Galvatron calling the Dis! Do you read me?//
*pokes at the controls* *out loud, to himself* Why does nobody build ships with decent acceleration any more?! I'm growing weary of flying things I could walk faster than!
...hmm! *prods at the radio, his fingertips sinking into the circuitry* *it's actually surprisingly easy to manipulate most technology like this, and if he just sets up a couple of encrypts and uses his own power to boost the relays on this worthless bit of alien tech...*
//Galvatron calling the Dis! Do you read me?//