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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ankh-Morpork Guard" data-source="post: 2918112" data-attributes="member: 10079">Chapter 371The ‘intercom’ system that was set up in Loki was not really an intercom system at all. It was more of a bypassing of a few of his own systems to let him focus on whatever needed to be done. Essentially, the words were sent through his own speech systems and sent wherever in the ship they needed to be. So, even though Tobias was jolted out of his sleep by Loki’s voice...the extra-loudness and the sharp tone told him right away that it was actually Marix yelling at him.    Any usual argument he would have had faded quickly, though, when Tobias felt the strange mix of tension and elation in the air. Something was up...and...    The room shook as Tobias was heading for the door, so much so that he had to brace himself against the wall. The slight wave of pain from Loki that followed had the young Alraxian’s hearts racing. With a new sense of urgency, Tobias hit the switch on the door and slipped through before it had even finished it opening. Right away, he got his bearings and headed straight to the meager sized hangar near the rear of the ship.    The years of the huge, open hangar that actually could fit two ships in it and deserved to be called a ‘hangar’ were long gone. Without the need to house an oversized X-Wing, Loki had taken the chance to shrink it down to a bit more manageable size and provide more space for more living quarters and larger spaces. It was a welcome change that even Jyren had been happy about, as even being in charge of an Empire, they found themselves aboard Loki a great deal of the time.    Of course, it also meant that it took longer to actually reach the so-called hangar, but Tobias got there shortly by running as fast as he could manage. Something was telling him that whatever it was that he was being yelled at to do was urgent. The door here was much larger than the one to the small quarters, and because of this, took longer to iris open...giving more time for Tobias’ mind to go through the thousand possibilities of what was going on.    The hangar was barely large enough to hold an airspeeder now, and off to the left side was an interesting looking extension of sorts of the wall. Unsure of what to make of this, but getting the feeling this was probably why he was supposed to be down here, Tobias headed straight across the empty hangar for the odd looking extension...somewhat like a blocky arm of sorts obviously made of the same material as Loki’s insides...it also looked oddly soft to his eyes, but that made little sense to him.    Another strong shake rocked through Loki, and this time there was nothing to brace Tobias save for the floor underneath him. It did a good job of catching him, and he was lucky enough to fall on his side rather than his tail. Doing his best to ignore the sting from his arm that got the brunt of the landing, Tobias got to his feet again and scrambled for the odd section in the hangar, deciding that it was the closest thing he could use to hold himself up, anyway.    Getting to the thing, he stepped around it to see that it was more the shape of a cupped hand, and was definitely softer than the rest of the walls. Whatever the hells this was...    Tobias eyes suddenly locked onto the object that was resting on the floor against the wall’s extension. It was a chair, laying on its side and facing him so that he could see the bright orange flight suit-clad figure still strapped to it. Tobias knew that uniform better than an Alraxian Knight’s. And the second he identified the uniform and the helmet(which had a crest on its sides that reminded him very much of the Alraxian Empire’s Insignia...), it took only another moment before he knew who it was.    Alraxian or not, Tobias could identify Jyren better than even Marix sometimes.    A million questions rushed through Tobias’ head, most of which centering around how this was even possible and what was going on, but he was intelligent enough to ignore most of them and run, as best as he could, straight to where Jyren was and get him out of the restraints.    “What’s going on, Loki?!” Tobias yelled towards the ceiling, having also picked up the habit of looking that way to speak with the ship, while at the same time noting that Jyren was unconscious and, in a few places, injured.    For a few long seconds, there came no respond but two more violent tremors and a surge of pain through the Force. But then he heard the voice of his mother through the Alraxian Network...which, currently, only existed between the two of them this far away from home.    [A little busy right now, Toby.] Marix’s ‘voice’ sounded more distracted than it usually did in situations like he assumed they were currently stuck in, and yet held none of the usual anger...which was, in itself, almost terrifying. [Just get him to a bed and do your best not to hurt anything.]    Tobias was still fighting with the restraints on the ejected chair, though he had taken a quick moment to get the helmet off of his father and note a couple of already-blue bruises. [I help him remorph. I remember how!]    [No!] the response snapped back at the younger Alraxian in a way that nearly made him jump back in surprise. [Just get him to a bed and then get up to the cockpit!]    Mind whirling in circles but knowing that a ‘why’ was not the right thing to be asked right now, Tobias just tried to reserve himself to doing as he was told. Usually, this would never happen so easily...though with the pain coming from Loki and Jyren being unconscious, not to mention actually there, Tobias was not in any mood to argue until he was damned well sure of what was going on and exactly what was best to argue about.    Finally getting the restraints off, Tobias did his best to pick up his father, suddenly glad that he was in his human form and roughly the same height and build as Tobias...meaning it wasn’t nearly impossible to carry him. As he got to his feet again, Tobias just hoped to the Force that Loki wouldn’t take another strong hit from whatever it was that was obviously shooting at them...</blockquote>

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