in_the_cracks: (Just another day)
Telrim’s tried to bring them out somewhere safe. That wasn’t easy. Guessing where would be ‘safe’ was hard enough, but she only has about three sets of co-ordinates for the Pool ship to choose from. In the end she picked the one closest to their first target, and hoped that Andalite disdain for their science would keep them out of the labs.

She’s right, or lucky. The portal comes out in one of the minor labs, a small room with a work desk, a couple of chairs and a computer console, though it’s currently inactive and only a small keypad is showing. The chairs are facing one of the long walls, which currently appears transparent to show the next room over, which holds a single chair and a holoprojector. The chair in there has rather thicker arms and back, for some reason. It’s also locked to the floor.

Everything is brushed steel and sterile white – and dead silent, save for the low, almost-below-hearing hum of shipboard circuitry. No Andalites. No Controllers. No hosts running wild. Telrim lets out a slow exhale and steps quietly for the door. No running now. She just has to hope her companions aren’t about to shoot her in the back.

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