I PROLLY SHOULDN'T, BUT THIS IS A SCI-FI RP YEAH!!!! (CLOSED) (#LARSTORIA)

(NEKU
YOU HAVEN'T SAID A WORD)

//YEAH NEKU is he too busy sobbing in the corner for my smol bean Vicky

(Neku: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH SORRY)
Neku gave Lars a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. "Aye aye captain."

(Cue Odin back from delivery)

//YEAH ODIN

//sorry am I being annoying I’m being annoying huh I’ll stop now

(No bro you're fine I understand)

//kewl thanks also I gtg

(Aw shucks bye!)
Lars sighed. "Okay let's go." His voice broke.

//yeeesss aNgSt

(ANd yet no one has replied….)

//ikr

(Incredible…..)

(SORRY IT DIDN'T TELL ME ANYONE GOT BACK TIL JUST NOW)
Neku nodded, making his way back to the ship.

Lars ran up the ramp. He stopped at the top and looked back one more time. "Vickie?" Nothing except the sand swishing across the dunes. He turned and hit the button. The ramp door creaked closed.

Neku sat down in the co-pilot seat. He sighed. Victoria gone? It still didn't seem real.

//like Rey at the end of TLJ

//except for tHiS IS NOT tHe END

//mkay so take off and i will start

(…….I guess?)
Lars lid in next to him. "Prep for takeoff." He mumbled.

(Well frickity frick I didn't see the other two comments)

Neku nodded and started flipping switches. "Lars, if you need to rest or something, I can pilot the ship." He offered. It wasn't his favorite thing to do, but Lars looked so down Neku doubted his abilities to fly properly.

"Thanks Ku. That'd be super." He got up and patted his shoulder before disappearing.

Neku took a deep breath. "Elaehi help me, what was I thinking?" He whispered, prepping the engine for take off.

//aight so I’m bored so here goes:

DAY ONE

Victoria’s eyes, coated with a thin layer of sand, blink open. She moves an arm, buried under a mound of sand, to wipe it, only to feel a sharp, throbbing pain in her shoulder. Her arm drops back to its original position weakly, the thud it made as it hit the ground going unheard in the dunes of the war zone.
A shell falls on the ground a few meters away, going off and showering more sand over her weak body. Her throat parched, her shoulder still leaking blood, and her head spinning, Victoria wobbled to her feet. She tripped as she made her wait over sandy pits and uneven ground, but she was determined to make it back. To find Lars. But she quickly realized that she was hopelessly lost.

//is it ok

Lars went up to the door of his quarters, then decided against it. He wandered down the hall and found himself at the engineer's hole. He slipped down the ladder and looked around. Tools and springs were scattered everywhere along with greasy fingerprints and clothes. Remnants of Victoria. He sighed, sliding down the wall and curling up on the floor.

(Lovely duderoni)

The ship lifted off the ground and pulled out of the thick atmosphere. Neku sighed. That hadn't been as bad as he'd thought.