You hear something???

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Nightcrawler, as Severn learnt his name to be, was fiddling with a
large archaic craft. Hed busied himself on a few felonious wires and
was taking a clandestine approach to shooting them.
Severn was at a control console, and pressed a few buttons. The
wires sparked and the craft suddenly tarted to lower itself into an
airlock, however, due to a few of them being a tad... frayed.... ,
the airlock didnt open. Instead, the lift grinded painfully against
it, and hydrolics broke and sent compressed liquid everywhere.
Severn graned, and subvocalised to Keats and Jack.
'Sorry, lifts out'
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"So whats all this stuff goin on outside then?," Nightcrawler asked
Severn. 'I was lookin for Triple J on my radio system and instead
got this stuff 'bout tinybuggery things gettin'
released!!!'. 'Oh...'. Severn paused for a moment while he took all
this in. 'Whats Triple J?' he asked completly dumbfounded.
Nightcrawler sighed. 'Triple J is a radio station back in
Australia!''Now shouldent we do somethin 'bout the situation
outside?. 'Right'.
<tag Severn)