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27 February 2007 @ 10:23 pm
Lets Make Turtle Tracks!  
Who: Mike and Tobi... feel free to jump in!
What: Ready to explore the rest of the station.
When: Day One. Nearly sunset around 5 o'clock. Earth time. 


It has now been nearly half a day since their arrival, and so far they had survived those past twelve hours. 

Uninjured, but getting prepared for whatever may cross their path, they are ready to embark on a journy towards the currently unknown sections of the spacestation. Wheather or not they would meet into others, or come across more of the strange, invisible monsters is yet unknown. 

Much had been assumed and found, but nothing had yet been solidly confirmed. The only way to confirm the information they had managed to collect and gather, would only be if they were to locate any of the original spaceship's surviving crew. So far, only a few had been found, dead. 

The living are unaccounted for, due to the inability to find any clue of their existance. 

But the pair had found one thing to give them hope, the chance that there are at least two more survivors on this seemingly lifeless and abandoned station. Will they come across those two new arrivals, or will something prevent them from their meeting?  

Only time will tell if they would become friends or foes.

Current Location: Space Station
Current Mood: determineddetermined
nexus_champion on February 28th, 2007 01:14 pm (UTC)
He smirked, the rumbly in her tumbly was a much needed positive distraction. The heckles on the back of his neck, which he doesn't really have, had stood on ends again as if a in icy cold hand was pressed to his warmer skin. Something he couldn't yet detect was coming, and he didn't like it, because it was approching fast!

Once inside the room, he locked the door, then stuffed a small rug under the open slot under the door, before he firmly barricaded it with a small bed-desk. Stepping back, he gave it a critical look, before he turned to Tobi with a forced smile.

"I dunno what's going on, but better safe than sorry," he murmured. At her stomach arguing again, he chuckled and poked a finger at the fridge, "Help yourself, it was well stocked when I left the room, so I'm gonna check my computer for a minute, might have been 'befriended' too, while I was gone." he explined, already heading towards the machine.