[Dis]

[chaos_gunner]

[continued from here, no real plot]

*there is always an instant change of mood when Galvatron sets foot aboard the Dis. Anyone able to sense the ship's thought-speech style of interaction would be able to feel the huge warship's awareness spark with anticipation/welcome/rightness as its lord and master's boots touch the deckplates, and there is a

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[apprentice_lurk]

*tilts her head a little as the consoles come fully online, not quite familiar enough with the Dis yet to pick up on the more emotional-mental hints, but the bridge doors opening is a bit enough clue that someone's arrived*

*turns around, expecting Cyclonus to come back in, and looks rather surprised but certainly not complaining to see Galvatron there* Oh- introducing myself to the Dis, sir. I didn't get the chance the first time I saw it, so... *faintly sheepish, still sitting on the floor*

[chaos_gunner]

*steps over you to take the pilot's chair, leaning back in it comfortably* *fingers don't leave the touchpad, as he "talks" to the ship while at the same time talking out loud to you*

I see! I trust the two of you are getting along? *smile*

[apprentice_lurk]

*scoots around a little, sitting crosslegged and hitching her wings out of the way* *beams* It's amazing.

[chaos_gunner]

*you sense a sort of nameless warmth in the air at that, a kind of unvoiced "thank you"*

*Galvatron grins* It is, isn't it?! *patpats the touchpad with proprietary affection* Full faster-than-light capabilites, minimal crew requirements, and enough firepower to level a solar system! *optics flash bright with joyful bloodlust*

And, of course, sentient, after its fashion, though most of my troops seem to be too dense to realise as much... *petpetpet*

*you can feel the Dis practically purr, a subsonic vibration that rumbles through the deck and bulkheads, resulting in a scraping noise as your wings are gently rattled against the deck*