Crash Test Dummy (Literally) >> Audio ;

[justamobster]

[ The post goes up on the network a few minutes after touchdown planetside. The speaker is quite obviously trying to catch his breath, and there’s an undercurrent of laughter in his voice— sharp with both disbelieving amusement and a bit of panic. ]

The er, emergency landin’ system on the ships, yeah? That?

S’workin’. Just thought folks’d wanna know.

[ GUESS WHO ALMOST JUST DIED? This guy!

For context and any in-person concerns, see Prompt #1 here! ]

Comments

[imhilarious]

Opinion changed. Put it on the books. [ Sometimes it's fine to be able to be bought. We're cool with "hot socks" now. ] Need a hand diggin' her out? I know my way around a shovel.

[ Not that he wants to make sure Ladon doesn't have a head wound or something. Purely self-serving. ]

[justamobster]

It sure ain't gonna be a one-man job to get 'er out any time soon. [ If he could just let this damn disguise spell down, he could probably get the ship dug out within an hour or so... but a scrappy 5'7" mobster with a chainsmoking habit is not going to be able to make a lot of progress on his own. ]

We'll crack a bottle open once she's out, yeah?

[imhilarious]

[ Dean is very fluent in the language of that meaning "yeah, thanks." He loves drinking and being useful, so it all works out.

Even if digging around in sand's always a pain in the ass. ]

You got it. Don't test out the photon torpedoes if you hear me knockin' around out there, man. I plan to live through my first alien planet.

[justamobster]

No promises. [ As though Ladon could test out photon torpedoes... if he even knew what those were.

Come to think of it, did he even see any weapons on his ship...? ]