ANH 'verse. The Death Star. Waiting . . . waiting . . .

[astrotechmech]

Random turns the swivel chair back and forth, back and forth. 'Lock the door,' they said! 'Hope they don't have blasters,' they said! Well, the door is locked, and the Astrotroopers certainly have blasters! It is just going be only a matter of time before they discover that fact and try to blast the door open!

On top of that it turns out Princess Arcee is here. In the detention block. Awaiting termination. Jetfire and Hot Shot are seeing if they can prevent that. Nobody else from the ship was listed in the computer's databanks though.

Random stops moving the chair like an irritated organic does its tail, sighs, and rubs his face, grieving the loss of his crewmates.

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[astrotechmech]

"Do any of you actually know how to fly this thing?!"

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The only reply he gets is a rather guilty look from Murphy.

[astrotechmech]

"Augh." If he wasn't concerned about his own safety, he would be facepalming right now. Instead, one hand goes to his selt belt to undo it, so he can try to get to the co-pilot's seat. "Well, since Jetfire seems to fly this thing based on how he moves in his alt-mode, it can't be that hard to figure out.

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Kia winces as Airazor forgets about her and lets Random know exactly what she thinks of his comment.

And then they stop spinning with a jerk. But now the side of the Death Star just raked sparks off the side of the Falcon.

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"Hey, watch the--OOF!" Random falls into the co-pilot chair, optics wide as he realized what just happened. "Not good!" Then he's strapping himself in and trying to decipher the controls.

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She can navigate, Airazor tells him. But she has no idea how to keep the ship right side up or any of that. It's not something you worry about when you can fly yourself.

And Kia is curled in a ball, silently praying with all her might.

[astrotechmech]

Random merely nods in response. He doesn't really think about what he's doing when he flies either. He then uses what he himself knows about flying and what he knows about a ship's controls and what they mean in terms to how they affect the ship's various parts and flight path from having to repair ships for as long as he has to "map out" what each button should do, finding himself praying all the while. Once he has a pretty good idea of this he begins adjusting the controls to get the ship away from the Death Star in a leveled-out-and-not-spinning-out-of-control-position.

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The Falcon responds amazingly well, proving that she's more than just the old clunker that she appears.

Beside him, Airazor watches her screens, and then starts navigating toward the coordinates of the waste disposal chute that their friends are expected to come out of....

Have come out of. There's a shuttle and two bot forms just over there.

[astrotechmech]

Well, that's something then.

Random follows her directions exactly, concerning himself more with making sure he has control of the ship.

Once he sees them, he slows the Falcon down some distance away and asks, "We got an way to get them inside?" since he isn't an expert on the capabilities of this ship.

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Murphy looks up at the screen, then beeps and jumps down from his chair, calling to Kia to come with him as he runs from the bridge.

Kia's hands go to the buckles on her belt, but then she pauses to make sure it's okay with Random for her to go.

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Random turns to Murphy when he beeps, and then looks to Kia with worry on his face. It's apparent he doesn't want her to leave. However, "Please be careful."

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Those wide optics look at him with childlike trust and faith as she finishes unfastening her safety belt and jumps to her feet. "I will be."

Then she's responding to Murphy's urgent whistle and running off the bridge in the black Minicon's wake.

Out in front of them Jetfire, still in his alt mode, is swinging close to the pink femme and wagging one wing flap as he tells her to grab hold of him and he'll get her to the ship. Hot Shot seems to be trying to watch their backs, his lightsaber in hand as he turns his head and scans the area around them.

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Random watches her run off before returning to the screen in front of him where he watches the three 'bots outside and for Imperial craft.