Unluckily (or luckily, for them) she'd been on her own when Sakaar sucked her up. While she was glad they were safe-- as safe as any of their kind ever were --it'd have been nice to have the support of a full pack. Did they notice she was gone? Were they worried?
Were they doing something incredibly stupid, in her absence?
If asked, she might say that it felt like she were babysitting her packmates half the time. The rest of the time, they babysat her. It worked, for the most part.
"A ship. Y'mean like--" she pointed up, exactly as the gate spewed out something more mechanical refuse. Oni thought it could have been some sort of engine, but only Gaia really knew for sure. And of course, of course they were heavily guarded. Why wouldn't they be?
The ahroun quirked an eyebrow up over his confident smile, not quite cocky. Her tech-savviness only went so far as being able to MacGyver a few things in a pinch, send text-messages, and work the internet-- Though, no matter how many times her Glasswalker Galliard tried to explain, in pain-staking detail, why she shouldn't click the pop-up ads, she nearly always did. But it wouldn't surprise her if Colin had learned how to fly an alien ship, now that she knew his auspice. The need to know was much more deeply ingrained in him than it was in her.
Her specialty, if you could call it that, was in getting into places where she didn't belong, by hook or by crook-- or by right hook. "If y'can fly th'ship... I'll get you behind th'wheel." Dear god, was she really talking about flying? Now probably wasn't the time to mention the she-wolf lacked a certain fondness for being airborne.
"Jesus, what more could we possibly be missing, apart from Changing, Rage, or th'use of even a single Gift?"
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Unluckily (or luckily, for them) she'd been on her own when Sakaar sucked her up. While she was glad they were safe-- as safe as any of their kind ever were --it'd have been nice to have the support of a full pack. Did they notice she was gone? Were they worried?
Were they doing something incredibly stupid, in her absence?
If asked, she might say that it felt like she were babysitting her packmates half the time. The rest of the time, they babysat her. It worked, for the most part.
"A ship. Y'mean like--" she pointed up, exactly as the gate spewed out something more mechanical refuse. Oni thought it could have been some sort of engine, but only Gaia really knew for sure. And of course, of course they were heavily guarded. Why wouldn't they be?
The ahroun quirked an eyebrow up over his confident smile, not quite cocky. Her tech-savviness only went so far as being able to MacGyver a few things in a pinch, send text-messages, and work the internet-- Though, no matter how many times her Glasswalker Galliard tried to explain, in pain-staking detail, why she shouldn't click the pop-up ads, she nearly always did. But it wouldn't surprise her if Colin had learned how to fly an alien ship, now that she knew his auspice. The need to know was much more deeply ingrained in him than it was in her.
Her specialty, if you could call it that, was in getting into places where she didn't belong, by hook or by crook-- or by right hook. "If y'can fly th'ship... I'll get you behind th'wheel." Dear god, was she really talking about flying? Now probably wasn't the time to mention the she-wolf lacked a certain fondness for being airborne.
"Jesus, what more could we possibly be missing, apart from Changing, Rage, or th'use of even a single Gift?"