Board Thread:Off-Topic Activities/@comment-26336673-20190309082746/@comment-34601114-20190309191612

Three years later, in a distant cluster elsewhere in the Multiverse.

''A drone hovered idly in front of a holographic keyboard, occasionally using a rod-like arm to poke a few letters in from time to time. A bright comet streaked by in the view of the ship’s main window, lighting up the otherwise dim room. The drone’s two eyes blinked in concern at the silverlit screen in front of her.''

[M5-D] Hmm…

''They pressed another key and the hologram dissipated. The drone hovered over to a door at the back of the ship and knocked quietly.''

[M5-D] We appear to have lost contact with Astro.

[M5-D] ...yes?

'''[M5-D] Perhaps. Maybe he is simply going through another warp again and can’t talk.'''

[M5-D] Last contact was two hours, forty seven minutes and six seconds ago.

The drone paused as they listened.

'''[M5-D] ...alright. How’s THUNDER by the way?'''

'''[M5-D] You’ve almost fixed the screen? That’s good. Was worried it took too much damage from that fall.'''

'''[M5-D] Yes, those controls tend to be volatile and hard to work with. You’re experienced with them though, you’ll figure it out.'''

'''[M5-D] I’ll return now. Good luck with it.'''

The done left the door and returned to the head of the ship once again, as if it never left their station in the first place.