wasbornrunning | The Elder Luke's room, for the elder Tyler Marlocke

"...you're welcome."

After poking his head out the door quickly for a moment.

"Right, this way," Satisfied that the coast is clear in this hallway, it's time for an all out run down the hall. "238, 238, 238..."

Luke... will just be following wherever, yes.

(It's not like he doesn't run.)

(A lot.)

(It's practically in the job description.)

That's good, just ah...look the other way while Tyler breaks into his own room, will you? He didn't have time to grab the key earlier.

"Winston, SIT. STAY. GOOD BOY." The orders to a very bewildered mini-raptor are given rapidly and with remarkable obiediance as the two rush through the room and into the Mare Obscurum. "Right...watch the monitors for any signs of the younger me wandering about...tidy up the cot..."

Oh yes, picture of Not!panicking this one.

Because Luke has never broken into anything before.

Nope.

Not a thing.

Still a little bit behind on things, Luke does both at once! Oh the multitasking.

(And this is why he got a room separate from his younger self's, Tyler.)

(Does your seperate room come with built-in surveillance and a biometric tongue-scanning lock, Luke?)

"Right, as it was when I got here." Snatching up the case with the 2 samples of mushroom of doom. "Got the mushroom samples, secret door's this way."

(No. But on the other hand? Luke is not as paranoid.)

He's following!

He's also wondering if the room came like that or if Tyler had it put in.

(...He's paranoid for a reason.)

One moment Tyler is there, the next there is a hole in the floor leading down into a metal slide.

Time for the fun ride!

(Admittedly.)

BWARK

THIS IS NOT DOING HIS INNER EAR ANY GOOD, TYLER, YOU COULD AT LEAST HAVE WARNED HIM.

HIM DISAPPEARING IS A WARNING.

It is, blessidly a short ride down the slide to a complex door, with an odd looking entryplate that Tyler is licking.

"Gack, have to remember to get that thing flavored in cherry or something." He remarks, wiping his mouth as the door panel opens up behind the Bar. "Right, your first Luke."

-That's good, then. So if Luke throws up he won't be doing so in Tyler's hair.

Thankfully, they do not stumble out onto Happy Hour, or there would be Questions.

Good, yes.

Tyler is very thankful it is not Happy Hour just now.

"Right, coast is clear, just get up, and walk calmly for your door, I'll follow."

Calmly, he walks.

Calmly, he opens his door.

Calmly, he goes through it, and waits long enough to be certain Tyler's going to make it through.

And then, calmly, he doubles over and throws up.

Forgive him if he does not feel sorry for whoever has to clean up that floor.

That's okay, no one really feels sorry for these Aliens at the moment. That may change.

Once through, Tyler's just going to stick close and wait for Luke to finish vomiting before helping him to his feet to walk on.

Luke doesn't actually know where he's going, but he does, eventually, pick a spot that's relatively out of the way and has panels and things to hack into, because they can't blindly wander around the ship forever.

(As for his hacking skills and whether he is good enough for this, well: the narration says consider how he was in the first season and add many years of practice with Mr. Smith.)

After a bit of fiddling, he comes up with a map of the ship, and the life forms on the ship. The ones not meant to be there are in mauve, and one particular mauve one that Luke assumes is Ross is only a few corridors away.

"Move that way?" Tyler murmurs, pointing at the nearby mauve spot that is Ross and looking at Luke for confirmation.

"Yes."

...Momentary re-orientation, kthnx.

Beat.

OH WAIT BUT FIRST he takes a few extra minutes to wipe the mauve spots thare are him and Tyler from the system. Smart, Luke is, if still getting over druggedness.

"All right."

He just waits until Luke's done with the computer before walking in the direction of the Mauve Spot That Is An Ally.

Mauve Spot That Is An Ally And Also Probably Drugged. This is not, technically, the most tactical of moves, but there is no way Luke is leaving Ross in a cell until they've sorted everything else out.

And, y'know. Avoid that small regiment of aliens wandering off to deal with UNIT-shaped intruders. Oh snap?

Well SHIT. Okay. Aliens up ahead, sick buddy here, and no offense to Luke, but there is no WAY they could out run the incoming aliens.

...Well, Tyler could, but he's not leaving Luke to get picked up by these guys again. The gadget hero is just going to look for someplace to hide. It is very inconvient that the bulkheads cannot possibly hide two people. It is good that they can hide ONE person.

"Look. I'm quite sure all of you are perfectly fine chaps trying to do a little business." He says brightly, actually smiling at them for a moment, no teeth snowing. "But you see...I'm not entirely certain this operation is kosher on any level, given the fact that you're drugging anyone who finds you into hell and back."

"So. I'd highly advise that you all pack up and leave. Or else."

There is a moment of more-or-less silence whilst Intercommunication Happens.

Eventually, the one that appears to be in charge finally speaks. "You are in charge of the military branch attacking us?"

Luke has the horrible feeling he's going to need to be facepalming soon.

"They're attacking you because you took two of their people by force. And no, I'm not in charge of them."

"I am not remotely affliated with their organization." That smile is getting bigger.

That is not a good thing.

...Many weapons are rather suddenly pointed at Tyler, for lo, he is expendable now.

"What is your objective here?"

"My objective is to warn you, since it is rather apparent that you have no legal rights or permits to be on this planet..." The weapons are going to be given a disdainful glance before looking at all of the aliens gathered there, and continuing in a calm voice that turns into a very soft growl. "That if you do not remove yourselves from this planet in a hurried fashion and return what you have taken from here, that the people I do represent will sue your entire species' culture back into the Stone Age."

Edited 2008-10-21 02:10 (UTC)

"Our records indicated that this planet had no contact with outside forces," says the alien.

Luke, meanwhile, is wishing he had the gift of telepathy, and is trying to figure out a way to mime 'Shadow Proclamation' at Tyler.

"Really? When was the last time your people updated those records?"

He's smiling. That can't be a good thing.

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