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JANUARY TEST DRIVE MEME
You awaken to godawful static overlaying a female voice that's too monotone to be anything but a recording. The static makes it difficult to understand the warning, but it's clearly a warning if your surroundings tell you anything...
You're buckled into a sturdy seat bolted to the wall behind you. Around you, there are dozens of others like you, some awake and others still unconscious, but it seems most of the seats lining the walls are occupied. The lights are dim, likely auxiliary lighting, leaving you mostly in the dark. You smell smoke and hear the sizzling crackle of electrical systems popping and shorting out. Some of the seats were jarred off the wall, leaving the occupants either wounded or dead. Count yourself lucky all you have is a headache and various aches accounted to whiplash.
You appear to be in a drop ship or an escape vessel of some form but the pilot is dead and the hull bears a massive gash where it buckled under the impact and sheered off. Through the door-sized opening, you can see vegetation. The air that wafts in is heavy with a humid heat, but it's obviously breathable.
Once you make your way outside, you'll see greenery: Trees, grass, and shrubs tangled with vines that grow wildly and suffocate the trees they climb. In the distance, behind the ship, you can make out a sandy desert that seems to stretch on endlessly. Forward through the trees, however, you may see a crumbling wall, but more importantly, you'll see signs of civilisation. Buildings and other structures seem contained within those decrepit walls. Maybe the natives can fill you in on what's going on, because the last thing you remember isn't being in an escape shuttle. As a matter of fact, you don't remember much about your arrival or where you are. But it's going to be a bit of a hike, better get moving. Though you might want to grab the backpack of supplies under your seat before you go.
With that, the power dies, leaving the drop ship in the dark, crackling and groaning as the hull cools from its catastrophic re-entry.
ii you make jet fuel lemonaid
The flashlight is aimed at whatever was in front of Han when he gets closer. Newt doesn't exactly know what the other guy is doing, but it looks important - like he knows what he's doing. ]
What are ya doin'? [ The blond narrows dark eyes at Han, trying to decide if the stranger is WCKD or part of whoever brought them here. ] Is this your ship? [ Ship feels like a weird word for what they're on, but it's what comes to Newt's scrubbed mind. ]
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kids these days. no respect for their betters. B(
the limp, though noticed, goes unremarked upon. considering they landed roughly three-quarters of a ship, it could be a lot worse. besides, it's not like han's sending him off on a bad foot to rummage for tools. even he's not that uncaring. ]
Do I look like part of the crew? [ well, han, you are up to your elbows in the ship's guts. ] I was strapped to my seat same as you.
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It's clear by his expression he's not an ounce convinced. ]
If I stole a bunch of people and wiped their brains, I wouldn't want 'em to know I did it either. [ To be fair, that could put him as a possible kidnapper, but he's not really thinking like that at the moment, it's more sass to sass. ]
What's with that, then? [ He gestures with the flashlight at what he had been fiddling with before. ]
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I'm stripping whatever's still useful from this hunk of garbage. If you keep watch and stay quiet, [ lifting a pointed eyebrow, ] you might learn something.
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I might learn klunk about rippin' a ship to pieces? Sounds like priceless life knowledge. [ Yeah, the way he says it makes it very clear he doesn't think that, but even then, he moves a little closer, wanting to be able to watch whatever the guy is up to. ]
Have you done this before or should I be prepared for you to touch the wrong thing and blow us up or electrocute yourself? [ Dibs on the backpack if it's the latter. ]
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after a minute of fiddling with screws and carefully untangling wires, several of them blackened and fried, he uncovers what he was looking for. ]
Here. Shine the light there. See that? [ it looks like just another component of the ship albeit in a slightly different color. ] That's the main part of the communications system. A couple of new parts, it'll be up and running again.
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Newt does as he's instructed, shining the light where he's asked, and squints. ] Where are ya gonna get the "new parts?" [ He doesn't really see a new parts shop around anywhere. He's surprisingly calm for someone who is a little too curious as to why this guy knows what he's doing to a ship that supposedly isn't his. Communications system, he thinks of WCKD for a moment, wondering if this is how they communicated with each other during the trials, during other maze trials with other groups.
It makes him feel a little ill to think about being a statistic that was possibly shared through communications like he wasn't a person. ] And how do you know all this?
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From the rest of the ship. This is a scrapyard now. [ repurposed old parts. as good as new tbh. ] Repairs are expensive, kid. You want to survive off-planet? You gotta learn to use whatever's on hand to do most of them yourself.
[ for the rest of them, he's got chewie. had chewie. his mouth thins as he crouches to study the panel again. he has to get in touch with the rebellion, and this looks more and more like his best bet. he'll get it working if it's the last thing he does. ]
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Look, shuck-face, my name's Newt - not kid. And you're not answerin' my question about why ya know what you're doin'.
[ Newt doesn't know who he'd even want to get in contact with, the Right Arm? Is that even possible? He's not sure - but he has an itching feeling that WCKD is probably on their way. ]
Who are you tryin' to get in contact with? Wicked?
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[ he doesn't even know what it means but he's taking offense anyway. ]
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Is exactly what you're being right now and I'm gonna stop helpin' ya if you don't start giving me some good answers.
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Okay. [ han points behind them. ] Careful on the way out on that leg. You don't want to trip.