Vesta: I'm not in charge. You've gotta take that up with NASA.
- "I hope we get the same deal. I mean, those guys were pretty much asking for it!" Luke exclaimed. "Guys..." Gyro started.
"Hold on, I got more stories!" Luke replied.
"Guys!" Gyro yelled. "We might wanna hang on!"
He pointed out a large window to a ship was zooming towards the team.
Thomas reacted instantly, activating all monitors to speak to everyone at once as well as the comm panel for the cockpit. "Guys! Need a question answered now, and I mean NOW! Will my powers work in space?"
Thomas knew what he had to do, so taking charge for the moment he gave out the orders. "Everyone, stay put! I'm getting out of this claustro-pod and heading for the escape hatch; once I'm out there, Vesta you'll have to close it with your powers cause I'll be busy with that ship." With that he busted out of the pod, pushing himself towards the emergency hatch and nearly broke the switch trying to open it but once it was open he took one last deep breath and let himself get sucked out of the shuttle and prayed for dear life that he could flare up to take on the alien ship heading their way.
As he propelled himself through space, Thomas felt a strange sensation as if he had more control of himself now, yet at the same time feeling more out of control than he had ever been before as he hurtled towards the ship, arms forward preparingto launcha full-body based flame spear at the ship. 'Well, here goes nothing...hope this works like I think it will...' He sends a powerful blast of fire straight towards the ship as he continues to rocket forward from the fire emitted from his feet like a rocket.
Thomas' flame spear seems to strike the ship, but right at that moment he suffers a burn-out; thinking quickly before he fully reverts back to human form he grabs the disc-like object they'd all been given that was supposed to activate a temporarily space-worthy hazmat suit, and as best and as hard as he can slams it on his chest activating it, and once fully back to human and trying to recover his breath, feeling like he just ran three NYC city-wide marathons in a row he accesses the internal comm system. "Um...guys...help...?"
- ((Wow, great Idea with the hazmat suits!))
"I'll get him!" Gyro yelled.
He looked at Vesta, and went to the exit. He hit a button and the door to space opened. He began to float, until he moved himself near the ship. He looked into a window on the vehicle and saw a vicious beast with tentacles on his face. He raised his hand and through the ship far from them. He grabbed Thomas and pointed him to the rocket the team was aboard.
As they went back to the rest of the team, Gyro seemed nervous.
"Whats wrong?" Henry asked plainly.
"T-Th-that ship said..." he paused. "Army Cargo, troops, and weapons. We're are fighting an army on the moon."
(Thanks, but not quite sure where you're going with this so I'm not going to write much here.)
Once back onboard and in his pod, Thomas took several deep breaths, thinking about how close he came to death this time. "T-thanks G-man, I owe you my life...literally."
- "Well if we keep you mad enough..." Luke began. "You should flare more. Try and think of something that makes you mad!"
"That might work..." Henry sounded sad to say.
"Wow, he's right?" Gyro asked.
Thomas glared at Luke, knowing exactly what he'd use as 'ammo' if that were the case. "Alright, if you're right then I'll just think of all the stupid things you've already said and done since I've first met you, Lukey-boy!"
- "See, guys, I do help!" Luke announced.
((Hey guys, not gonna be on until maybe like 8? If not l8r... and weird question, but do any of you have any aliens you've created drawn?))