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[b]As Ernest[/b]
[quote]
WARNING! TWELVE LARGE UNKNOWN INSTANCES HAVE APPEARED.
INSTANCES APPEAR TO BE CREATING A STRONG, UNNATURAL GRAVITATIONAL PULL.
[/quote]
 Ernest is quite concerned over... that. He quickly gathered the people he picked randomly, along with whatever foodstuffs he can get ahold of. As soon as he is ready to leave, he does so. 

 While the people get into Ernest, he gives them a message. His voice has returned to normal, far more stoic, but a tad "warmer" for lack of a better term, which is probably a welcome change for his passengers. Or maybe not. Hard to tell. "My most sincere of apologizes to you all. I must admit that I did not handle the situation down there as well as I could have. But the important thing is that you are all alive. You are all currently in the main deck, and right now the only two locations you all need to know about are this deck and the dorms, which are to your right. Now, we are in for a rough flight, with the appearance of what seems to be a gravity well of some sort. If things get too dangerous, those dorms will be the safest part of my hull you can get to."

Shortly afterwards, Ernest leaves the atmosphere, and gets ready to activate the his hyperdrive should he need to. The primary goal right now is to get these people to safety, and as quickly as possible.

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[b]As Rodia and Siren[/b]
 Siren is still talking to the operator. Her temper is usually quite short, much shorter that Lars's, and she is having to put a great deal of effort into not getting irritated at the operator, and it shows.

 "I appreciate your offer, Operator, but there is two reasons why I must decline. First of all, Rodia has the ONLY R-Core factory that we know of. Without it, our numbers would slowly dwindle as the R-Core age beyond repair. We do have blueprints for the mass produced variety of R-Core, but the only copies and backups that we have are digital, and somebody thought is was a brilliant idea not to save a copy of blueprint in a format that can be stored on R-Core memory. I hope you see why I have to try to save this station, despite the slim odds of success." She managed to maintain a mostly calm demeanor for that statement, despite her hint of irritation.

 Her voice starts getting a bit angier for the second statement, "And the second thing, Operator, is that I know how your leader thinks. He's try to control us. He'd rule the R-Core and force them to work for the MASGC. I get that to some extent, housing an entire small nation would not be cheap, but I know he would want more than for just the R-Core to pull their own weight. MUCH more. He's demand too much. And besides...."

[i]"Nobody controls Siren."[/i] With her last statement, she abruptly cuts off the coms.

..............................

Siren heads down to the engine room, bursting in far more graciously (but just as dramatically) than typical R-Core fashion.

 Siren: "Rorod! You see that gravity well thingy that just opened up?"

 Rorod: "Yes, what about it? We've been trying to get aw-"

 Siren: "Move our station towards it!"

 Rorod: "WHAT? Are you crazy?!"

 Siren: "At the moment, yes. I know it's dangerous, but we are screwed anyway, and it can't be any worse than Hany's Ribbon.

 Rorod: "BUT... Ok. fine, good point. But we don't have the engine power to move Rodia towards it, or at least not any faster than we are already being dragged."

 Siren: "TRY ANYWAY. That thing is our best bet for survival, if nothing else because it's not a 100% guaranteed death. SO TRY ANYWAY! TRY AND GET THIS SHIP TOWARDS THAT GRAVITY WELL, AND PRAY TO WHATEVER GOD YOU WORSHIP TO SHOW MERCY ON US!"

 [i]Because let's be honest, if there is a god, and I hope there is right now, their mercy is the only thing that could possibly save us.[/i]

..............................

 The massive station starts doing everything it can to move towards that formation in a desperate attempt at survival. Admittedly, they can't do much, since nobody expected... well, any of this.

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[b]As Ramrod[/b]
"MRAOH MRAAAOH!" Those mraoh's didn't really mean anything, they were the equivalent of a human going AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

Being carried around like this, he can't do much at the moment.