originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]Garin awoke with a start. He ran into Ian on his way into the armory.[/b]
[i]Oh, thank God.[/i]
My thoughts exactly.
[i]'Eres your stuff[/i]
Thanks. You think we should check it out?
[i]Yeah. I'm not walkin' though.[/i]
Ian.
[i]Wot? We neva use it.[/i]
Fine. We'll use the ship.
[b]They eventually arrive at the crash site, grabbing their weapons and Geiger counters, because, ya know, it could be radioactive.[/b]
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A cloud of strange gray dust surrounds the crater.
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Weird. Get the gas masks. [b]They both don gas masks of the highest grade and step into the crater.[/b]
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The dust seems to cling to them as they enter, sticking to their clothing. At the base of the crater is a large cylinder, roughly five meters in diameter. A feint scratching can be heard inside.
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Yeah, we're leaving. [i]Yep.[/i] [b]They get back in their ship and fly back to the Dojo.[/b]
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They arrive at the dojo, the dust still clinging to their suits. It seems to multiply, spreading across the ship interior.
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What the hell? [i]I dunno.[/i] This is some weird shit. What if that goo is a manifestation of this dust? [i]Then that would be bad.[/i]
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The dust spreads from the ship and into the air.