Spaceship Spaceship Spaceship

[freearcadia]

Who: Harlock, Donatello, Terra, Kaitlyn, Atom, Kanna,
What: Let's steal a pirate ship back!
Where: A military installation in Davkor
When: Shortly after Asphodel preparations are complete.



Harlock had his suspicions where his dear Arcadia was taken, but among all the military bunkers, factories and storehouses, finding the right installation was trickier - as while he was there briefly, he was knocked out before being taken to the Larnedt labor camp where he was rescued. as he did not want to waste time searching deep in enemy territory, but a combination of intel from the deep-cover Corsairs, and a happenstance of a soldier in Vindess having been transferred out from Davkor, drunkenly bragging about the "Weird shit" she was guarding.

Once he got what he needed, he had sent out a missive, either to those he knew personally and could trust, or those he had heard would be suitable for a mission of this type.

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[purplexing]

The absence of the dwarf does make Donnie pause, the sound he catches stalling him once again, but only for a moment as he makes his way.

Standing right beside the ship is certainly eyeopening. He knows now's hardly the time to appreciate the fascinating structure, but he can't help but try to take in at least some of it. Anyway, they need to get up to that opening, at least one that Harlock had outlined in his list of possible entrances.

Donnie pulls his staff out, expanding it to full length with a flick of his wrist. He twists one end to loosen something before he props the staff the way one would a rifle, taking aim. With a tap of a button, he fires his grapple up to the opening, giving it a tug once it clatters inside.

"...sure hope no one's in there," he mutters as he hangs onto his staff to wind himself on up- wait, where's Atom?

[freearcadia]

The Dwarf was just outside the rear exit, sniffing his clothes for the tell-tale signs of fuel, before deciding maybe it was easier to just pull off the overalls. As he takes it off, he turned around, in time to see what looked like a kid and a sudden flash of electricity.

The sound of a deep, gruff yelp was enough to give the turtlekin a hint of where Atom might have gone off to. Nonetheless, the grapple clatters, and took hold once tugged. The fire started to race towards the other barrels as more and more soldiers started to gather outside the Hangar - no doubt the ones who were actually drilled in how to suppress a fire.

Though one wonders how well they'll deal with explosions.

[upupatomway]

Atom winces a little when the dwarf falls over and hurries to the unconscious worker's side. He considers taking the dwarf out of the ship, but with the fire spreading still, there's no saying someone lying around on the ground would be safe. He spots the discarded overalls and gets an idea, repositioning the dwarf so he can use the clothes to tie his arms behind his back with one end and tangle his legs a bit with the other, aiming to essentially hog tie the guy. "Sorry," he says softly, several times as he does it. They can drop him off somewhere later, unless this worker happens to want to ditch his job and the empire forever. And if he gets loose... Well, the goal is to get this ship's security and several Corsairs onboard soon. He'll be very much outnumbered.

[purplexing]

"Atom, what are you doing??" Donnie hisses from the doorway. It hadn't been too hard to figure out where he'd gone, but hauling around a hostage isn't exactly what he'd been expecting. But he's not exactly of the same mind as Renne when it comes to burning everyone up without a fighting chance, so he doesn't argue the point.

"Come on, we gotta get up there!" he says, expecting Atom to follow as he hurries back for the side of the ship. He flinches as he grabs the end of his staff that's been dangling, tapping at the titanium rod in testing before he grasps it again. Warm but not super-heated like when he'd fought Terra, but if they wait any longer- well, it'd be better not to wait in general. But he'll do so long enough until he's sure Atom's with him so they can head up into that opening on the ship's upper hull.

[freearcadia]

Thankfully it seems everyone in the front of the hangar is busy with fire suppression and evacuating, so it is a clear shot to the opening in the upper hull. The dwarf was for now, a dazed dead weight.

It isn't too much of an issue getting in once they reached the opening, the interior of the ship of was all metal, sleek, and wide. And right now it was dim, with the artificial lights shut off. Atom would recognize the floor has conveyor belts against the walls.

Now it's time to make their way to the heart of the Arcadia, and hope that no one is patrolling the place.

NOW WITH BRAIN SWITCHED ON

[upupatomway]

The inside of the ship isn't very foreign looking to Atom. Noting the conveyor belts, he figures they're likely there to move cargo in and out easier.

He turns the lights on in his eyes to serve like flashlights on the way in, though if the rest of the ship is like this hall, there isn't much to trip on in the low light as long as the conveyor belts stay still.

Atom turns in the direction of the Heart, based on the maps Harlock had shown them. "I'll keep an ear out, but either it's just us and Mr. Toshiro on board, or the Imperials are wandering in the shadows like us. The good news is, they must not have found out how to turn the lights on yet."

[purplexing]

"Whoa...."

It had been hard enough not to stare at the exterior of the ship. Inside is an entirely different story, so foreign in its design even just to see this small portion of it. Donnie takes the opportunity to marvel as he catches his breath.

"Hopefully no one else is around, but yeah, better safe than sorry. We got this far though. I'll follow your lead." Atom's senses definitely have the advantage here, and if there is anyone around, Donnie doesn't want to give themselves away with any extra lights.

"Let's get to the heart of the ship."

[freearcadia]

Soon as they got away from the opening, the chaos outside was inaudible, if any Imperial soldiers or civilian workers are inside, it might be possible they are blissfully unaware of what's going on.

The route there was somewhat long and circuitous, due to the elevators being powered off. There were tracks of faint emergency lighting as they go further, doors that sealed tightly showing signs of being tampered with, and evidence that things had once been scattered all over the place - outlines of things left to rest for long periods, a stray hanafuda card, a go piece - lingering signs of the ship having once been a lively place.

Sometimes... there's almost a sense of a being watched, or perhaps - the Arcadia itself is holding it's breath.

En route there were open rooms - a galley even in it's current state had traces of a crew that didn't have dainty manners, an a room that both would instantly realize is a laboratory, with a long central table, computers lining the entire walls, and strange, machines hovering over the table. On the table itself was reams of paper, pencils, - someone has clearly been trying to study the equipment, or at least was making use of the room as a place to store their findings.

The way to the heart is another flight of stairs down. Perhaps one could take a moment to gather themselves before approaching and assess the situation, or just push on ahead.