Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30225761-20170210035134/@comment-29564364-20170214051839

(All that action... I missed all of it. T_T)

I scan the group of incapacitated mimigas: "This should be big enough of a sample, right? Bah. Once all this is over, I can just come back and scan the rest if needed. Now I need to get outta here..." I say as I take a look around the room. "Forget the front door. N.I.G.E.L., follow the energetic signature of the teleporter and set the destination to the closest doorway to it." A portal is projected in a nearby window from which a sandy wind invades the room. "A sandstorm. Great..." I jump through and end up in what seems to be desert ruins in the middle of a sand storm. "Dammit! The visibility is null, my geophone can't pick up vibrations through the sand and the sand suspended in the air renders my echolocator useless. Well. I'll have the fly blinded." I have two of my back chains adopt a wing formation while the eight others turn into pulse plasma thrusters and take off. "N.I.G.E.L., guide me towards their current location."

N.I.G.E.L.: "The itinerary is quite easy. Just head straight south. You'll have to make a couple kilometers in the sand though. 3.63km (2.25 miles)  exactly  if you keep a constant speed of 200km/h (124mph). Wind speed included in the calculations."

Me: "Thanks."