twenty-six. ✝

[marredgoldfinch]

[his right leg is back, so he's merely playing with the branch he'd been using as a crutch now, writing a certain set of words in the sand. he'd made it to the ship, found the note... and was sorely disappointed]

It's all his fault... Do they mean the original captain? I certainly blame him for this whole bloody mess.

[Nathaniel nuzzles his cheek

Comments

[not_that_lockon]

Considering he was the one piloting the ship, I'd say it's pretty likely that whoever it is is blaming the captain.

[marredgoldfinch]

If he wasn't already dead, I would have killed him myself for leaving us here.

[not_that_lockon]

As tempting as that sounds, it probably wouldn't have helped matters.

[marredgoldfinch]

Most likely not.

Are you well?

[not_that_lockon]

As well as I can be, under the circumstances.

You're looking better.

[marredgoldfinch]

My leg is back. Makes life easier.

[not_that_lockon]

I never would have guessed.

[marredgoldfinch]

[smiles teasingly]

[not_that_lockon]

So... you've seen that ship, right? What do you think about it?

[marredgoldfinch]

I know nothing of this advance4d technology, so I have no opinion. Except I'm certain we're missing a key part of the ignition process that would allow us to leave.

[not_that_lockon]

I thought so too. I had a look at the thing earlier, but I've got a feeling that if it's anything like some of the ships we've got back where I came from, you probably need the right set of biometrics to even get it to start.

[marredgoldfinch]

Biometrics...?

[not_that_lockon]

DNA, basically. Back home, they key really important ships to a certain person's DNA so that no one else can fly it.

[marredgoldfinch]

Ah. That makes sense.

[not_that_lockon]

I don't know why they'd use it on a ship that small, though.

[marredgoldfinch]

Perhaps it has some special purpose. Or the universe is laughing at us; giving us hope and then taking it away.