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valikaan[So he'd fallen asleep on his ship, autopilot taking over with a course for a remote trading planet that he'd visited many times before to buy new parts for his ship.
When he woke though, he found himself outside some ancient building in a style he's not familiar with, his ship no where to be seen. Had... Had he experienced a hostile takeover while he was sleeping? It seemed strange though, to have been actually put on a planet. Most people would boot a Galra right into the cold vacuum of space to perish.
What would they do with his ship even? It only responded to the biological signature of a Galra.
Had they been Galran? If so, it's even stranger that he hadn't been taken to a Galra base or warship for punishment, considering his ship was a stolen one.
... Maybe he should think about this later.
He sat up, and his blanket fell off of him- they'd ditched him here with his blanket? Absurd...
He looked around, and then got to his feet, picking his blanket up and folding it, holding it close to his chest. He didn't recognize the planet at all, though the air did smell nice and fresh, and there lingered a scent in the air that told him that it wasn't abandoned. There was definitely people around... People who were probably of different species than him, but still.
With a curious hum and a flick of his ears, he headed inside, keeping close to the walls and in the shadows as much as possible. He didn't want to run into trouble, after all.]
When he woke though, he found himself outside some ancient building in a style he's not familiar with, his ship no where to be seen. Had... Had he experienced a hostile takeover while he was sleeping? It seemed strange though, to have been actually put on a planet. Most people would boot a Galra right into the cold vacuum of space to perish.
What would they do with his ship even? It only responded to the biological signature of a Galra.
Had they been Galran? If so, it's even stranger that he hadn't been taken to a Galra base or warship for punishment, considering his ship was a stolen one.
... Maybe he should think about this later.
He sat up, and his blanket fell off of him- they'd ditched him here with his blanket? Absurd...
He looked around, and then got to his feet, picking his blanket up and folding it, holding it close to his chest. He didn't recognize the planet at all, though the air did smell nice and fresh, and there lingered a scent in the air that told him that it wasn't abandoned. There was definitely people around... People who were probably of different species than him, but still.
With a curious hum and a flick of his ears, he headed inside, keeping close to the walls and in the shadows as much as possible. He didn't want to run into trouble, after all.]
