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]

Random starts at the hand, snapping his gaze to Jetfire, and he gets out of the chair to let Jetfire get in it and only to happy to do so. "You all right?"

[random_xtras]

"Nobody will be, if I don't get us all outta here," is the quiet and uwontedly grim reply.

And then the Falcon is spinning again as she shoots right through the cloud of TIEs. Kia shrieks from the hallway.

[astrotechmech]

Random frowns thoughtfully before he finds himself clutching the chair behind Jetfire's as the ship spins, again.

However, Random can't ignore Kia any longer, and he darts out of the bridge to find her.

[random_xtras]

The little femme is dangling like a doll under Hot Shot's arm as the yellow mech braces himself against the floor and something overhead in attempt to keep them from rattling around like so much junk. Her optics are bright with fear and her small hands are gripping at Hot Shot's arm. Before Random can reach her the ship jolts and then accelerates, which sends Hot Shot stumbling back toward the stern of the ship. Kia can't contain a second terrified cry.

[astrotechmech]

Random stumbles into the hall, catching hold of anything in the hall that will keep him from flying around. He starts to hurry towards her when he sees her.

"Kia!"

Then the jolt causes him to catch hold of something else to keep himself from landing on his face. "KIA!"

[random_xtras]

"She's okay!" says Hot Shot. Then, "Whoa... umph!"

His skidplate hits the deck with a resounding clang, the impact making Kia yelp, then wraps both arms around her as he tumbles backward.

[astrotechmech]

"No, she's not! She's scared, you idiot!"

Growling a bit in frustration, Random rushes after the Hot Shot-Kia mass.

[random_xtras]

A sudden stop has said mass hurtling back toward him. Hot Shot manages to miss him, but there are suddenly a pair of slender arms wrapped around the Astrotech's neck in a death grip as Kia tries her hardest not to whimper.

[astrotechmech]

Now it is Random's turn to land on his skidplate and with Kia in his arms.

"Kia! Shh, shh! I got ya, I got ya!" Random keeps one of his arms wrapped around her and puts a death-grip hold on something firmly rooted in the hallway in case the ship does something crazy again.

[random_xtras]

Wide optics look up at him as the little femme shakes. Then the Falcon is spinning again and her self-control vanishes with a wail.

[astrotechmech]

"Sh,sh" he tries to comfort. "It'll be oka--AH!" Then he's letting his on-board tools come out of their compartments to help keep his grip on the thing in the hallway and scrambling to finding a position to lock a firm position in with the magnets on his feet when the ship starts spinning again.