Thread: The princess and the bounty hunter. (Saber Arturia and OstrichFromJoust)

Fuck! Lucas frantically activated emergency manual controls, maybe if he could just force himself out of the planets gravity, maybe he could keep his shit from being torn apart. There were no anomalies detected before he entered orbit, but the moment he did, everything aboard the ship started to go haywire. The controls were jammed, autopilot seemed to set a direct course to crash with the surface, nothing was working. Entering in the override code on a console did nothing not even the error sound. The ships computer was failing, thrusters and engine were still blazing as if he were in flight. It was hard to keep his calm as he tried everything. The green forestry and grasslands of the planet were in view now, less than two minutes until he would crash. There was only one recourse as he punched in another code emergency safety. The remaining functions of the ship went into stasis, and he had no choice but to shuck the engines and fuel, both of those disengaging from the ship. Now if he was lucky, he wouldnt get pasted as he went into freefall. This was suppose to be easier than this. He was here after Doragon Rimon a known human terrorist, though many called him a warlord. Commander of a private armada of space pirates, they may as well have been a threat that the navy dealt with... But didnt, it was up to local planets and whatever they could do. One such planet had recently been attacked by Doragons men, and gave out a massive bounty for the mans head on a platter. And Lucas was a man with connections, with the promised reward he hardly cared to pay off a few handsomely to rsik their lives for information on where Doragon was headed. A week ago, he was told that Doragon had landed on a forbidden planet. A planet that was off limits for any interference from System Alliance people, and even aliens. It was an underdeveloped civilization, and tampering with them was forbidden. What did Doragon hope to get from them? Regardless, it was to that planet that Lucas had traveled to, had made preparations to land on... And then found himself in freefall, praying for his life. It was a miracle the ship crashed mostly in tact. It was another miracle that Lucas was still alive and not reduced to atoms or a meaty paste. And yet, the bright falling star had been noticed by the royal guard. An omen?Regardless, the man was retrieved from the husk of whatever he came in, and surely he was a threat. They stripped him of his pistols, of his blade even of his combat armor, only fitting him in prisoners clothes and boots storing these armaments in an armory, believing that the new regent Micha, would certainly prefer to take a look at them. It was this situation the one eyed mercenary found himself in, giving out a low groan of pain as his vision came to him in a blur. Nnnng..... The cold, damp cell was somewhere underground, had to be. He stumbled to his feet, leaning on the bars and looking around. he... He was alive? But how? It was a miracle, and yet... Just as much as he wanted to get out of this cell, he looked around, eying where he was at, what he was surrounded by, and what he could do to get out.