Thorsdagr Labyrinthine

The hangar’s alarms sounded through the shipyard.

“Shit,” Jabari stood, knowing exactly who those alarms were for, “Time to go, J.”

Jason grunted, “I just got the Tourbillion in. It’s not ready, I just barely got the thing up and running. We’re not ready for… wait, what about the others, and go where?” Jason replied.

Jabari was already out of the engine room before Jason could finish. Sweat began to bead his forehead. “Stupid! Stupid! This is so stupid!” Jabari landed hard in the pilot seat of their half put together ship. Slamming the headset on his head he began the start-up sequence to begin undocking. He waited for communications to come online and connected to a private channel, “Avesta?! Avesta! What’s happening?!” Silence answered his call, he slammed his fists into the arms of the pilot’s chair, “Chikushō!” Jabari changed the channel to the main Luna contact for departure, “Luna, Kamotsusen requesting immediate emergency departure.”

It was a long few moments before the channel responded, it was the same woman that approved their landing near a week ago now. “Departure denied. Luna is in emergency protocol and is in current lockdown.”

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