@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
(Much excitement I see
ready to RP?)
(Much excitement I see
ready to RP?)
//yeet
(LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO)
Lars put the ship on autopilot. He turned to Victoria. "Do you have any lotion Vic? That station was really dry."
“I have that oily grease stuff I use to put stuff together, but that’s more machine lotion than person lotion,” Victoria smiled.
Lars rolled his eyes. "Thanks. I think I can get by." He got up and went over to small counter in the cockpit. "Maybe there's some over here…."
“I think there is some in the drawer over there,” Victoria said, waving vaguely.
"Oh thank you." He opened the drawer. "Ah there you are!"
The dash beeped urgently. "What is it Vic?"
“Incoming,” Victoria said urgently, bending over the controls. “Looks like an asteroid or a small starship.”
"Holy smokes! I'll be there in a minute."
“Hurry up, I can’t pilot this thing!”
"JUST LET ME RUB MY LOTION IN OKAY?!" Lars snapped. He rubbed his hands together furiously and slipped into the pilot's seat.
Victoria exited the pilots seat with a grateful sigh.
Lars grabbed the wheel and huffed. "Not that you would understand basic hygiene."
Victoria laughed. “Nope. I’m all engine grease.”
"And mechanical parts. Speaking of which there is a spring in your hair again."
“Darn it,” Victoria said cheerfully, yanking it out of her hair.
Lars gasped and yanked the wheel to the left. An asteroid shot past. "Where did that come from?"
“Nowhere?” Victoria supplied.
"Helpful." He grumbled. Another flew past at an alarming rate.
"Aaaaand there's the belt. Prepare for a bumpy ride!"
“Prepared.”
Lars jerked the ship down in a nose dive, then up suddenly. "Whoa dizzy." He shook his head.
“For you,” Victoria laughed.
Lars stuck his tongue out at her, then did a barrel roll. "Are we almost through?"
“Bout three minutes out,” Victoria said, typing furiously on a keyboard.
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