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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-02-06 01:36 pm

Welcome to Orongo

Once those who decided to go along on the mission were gathered on the Obs Deck and had time to go over the mission briefing, the detachment procedures began.

As with the missions before, the doors to the Obs Deck closed before it detached itself from Stacy, tethered by a massive umbilical cord. Those who had been on missions before would find the experience familiar if still somewhat unpleasant, but for those of whom this was their first mission, the sudden lack of gravity and lurching feeling as they entered the atmosphere would come as a surprise.

Thankfully though, the ride was quickly over as they landed safely on the planet below, the gravitational dampeners of the Obs Deck gently dropping the crew members back on their feet. One of the walls opened up, forming a ramp to the ground below. There was a sudden, slight gust of air as the door opened as the thick air rushed in. Even so, the air felt quite warm and refreshing.

Looking outside, the crew would see the bright yellow sun looming overhead, quite close in comparison to the sun on most planets. A handful of small, silver clouds dotted the blueish purple sky.

Ahead of them stood a rather impressive looking plateau, surrounded by a tall, ornate stone wall which was covered in tribal markings. Directly ahead was a large gate through the wall, with several small stone buildings in front of it. Beyond the gates, a larger settlement could be seen. Surrounding the plateau and covering the surrounding region were numerous strange, blue and purplish trees and plants.

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[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Look, much as I'd love to fake tie the fake knot with a gorgeous, good-looking lady, I got a girlfriend in the pods that'll kill me if she finds out I married another girl on an alien planet--even if it's a fake marriage. Not only are you another guy when I'm not really all that into guys, but you're a guy that doesn't even have what it takes to do the mattress mambo. That's about as innocuous and innocent as it gets."

He has a proposition to make.

"Wanna get married? Gets us both in there, my girlfriend won't kill me over it when she wakes up someday, and you won't accidentally wind up with some weird, fleshy robophiliac all warm for your mechnical form, trying to cop a feel of your chassis."
Edited 2011-02-08 08:23 (UTC)

[identity profile] gunslinging.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
Axl considered.

Actually getting in and seeing what was going on in there did appeal to his sense of curiosity a lot more than sitting around outside and waiting for the rest of the crew to finish the mission did, and from what he'd seen of Kon around the ship, going in with him would definitely beat taking his chances with...well, who knew.

"Can't really argue with that logic. Consider me your fake fiancé."

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Wait, wait, I gotta do this right!"

Superboy dropped down on one knee and took Axl's hand, a fake look of longing on his face.

"Axl--it is Axl, right?" Kon asked, making sure he remembered it right from the comms.

[identity profile] gunslinging.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
Well, if he had to get fake-married, at least he was getting fake-married to someone with a sense of humor he could appreciate. "Righto."

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Axl," Kon said, and his name was a half-whisper, a promise of the future they could have for all of the day or so they stayed on the planet and actually pretended to be married.

"Will you fake-marry me and be my fake-wife? (Or husband, I have no idea how this works when we're both guys and you don't even have robo-junk.)"
Edited 2011-02-08 08:47 (UTC)

[identity profile] gunslinging.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
Axl batted his eyelashes. "Until the day this mission ends, and we awkwardly make our way back to Stacy and pretend this never happened, my heart is yours. (Well, my core processing unit, but it really doesn't have the same ring to it, huh?)"

[identity profile] so-pregnable.livejournal.com 2011-02-08 09:40 am (UTC)(link)
Kon stood up, still holding Axl's hand like it was a treasure.

"We'll have a little house in the country with a white picket fence, and a robot dog, and two-point five Kid-o-matic 5000s."

[identity profile] gunslinging.livejournal.com 2011-02-09 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"If the robot dog can turn into a jet, we'll have everything I ever wanted."