well , that wasn't what he had expected .
he didn't think that the ride on the ship he had stolen would be , uh , five stars ––– but he didn't think that , in a universe that was completely empty , would have such turbulence .
and he had dealt with turbulence in that damned fucking ocean .
at some point , in the middle of being thrown around against wall after wall , does he realize that he might have entered a whirlpool of sorts ; without a full set of arms , it's hard to find something to grasp upon and hold onto for long , and without the lights of the stars , one could assume that it's hard to navigate in complete darkness and emptiness . . . hence the whirlpool ( maybe he should have given it a little bit of thought , before just leaving that moon without a plan ––– this was still better than being in a prison cell or in that iron cage , though ) .
there's a pause , and he can finally breathe a little , trying to stumble back up . . . and then the ship hits something , hard .
he can't remember when he came to , but he can feel the high temperature next to him . looking to the side , he sees the ship burning . ah , shit . . . that's the last thing he needed . getting up is difficult ( not only due to the lack of needed aid , but also the dizziness . . . he is sure he is bleeding again , too ) , walking is even harder ––– and then he is just walking aimlessly , with his head throbbing at all times .
said pain does not go away even when he understands , after perhaps a couple of seconds too long , that he has a woman talking to him . although , thankfully , even with all the pain in the world . . . he has the common sense of backing away , not trusting right away .
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