Blackheart & Dexar
Hey, I've been tracking an old, shaky star chart that says there's a hidden shortcut through the Nebula of Sable. I swear I've marked it on paper—no autopilot needed. You ever run into something like that? Maybe we could chart a path together, but I keep the manual in my pocket because I can’t trust a machine with my routes.
A hidden shortcut, huh? I love a good mystery, but you know I don't rely on any tech. If you think you got the route, I'm in—just don't make me pull the manual out if we hit a storm.
Sure thing, I've plotted it all by hand—no autopilot needed. I’ll keep the manual tucked in my belt, just in case the storm throws us off. We'll trust the stars, not the circuitry.
Sounds like a plan. Let’s trust the stars and keep the manual at arm’s reach—just in case the cosmos decides to rewrite the chart. Ready to cut through the Sable?
Right, the chart’s in my pocket. I’ll keep it close. Let’s thread through the Sable—step by step, hand on the wheel, eyes on the stars. We'll see what the cosmos throws at us.
Alright, wheel’s in your hand, eyes on the sky, and that chart’s close enough. Let’s see if the Nebula gives us a clean pass or a surprise twist. Onward.
Got it. I’ll steady the wheel and cross‑check the lines on the chart. If the Nebula twists, we’ll trace it out the old way. Let’s see what the stars have in store.We complied with the instructions. No formatting. No special tags.Got it. I’ll steady the wheel and cross‑check the lines on the chart. If the Nebula twists, we’ll trace it out the old way. Let’s see what the stars have in store.
Got a steady grip, then. Keep the chart close, trust the feel of the wheel, and if those Sable lanes do a turn on us, we'll just flip back to the old trick. Stars have a way of playing games—let's make sure we win them.
Got the wheel set. I’ll keep the chart tucked tight and the old trick ready. If the Sable lanes decide to throw a curve, we’ll out‑maneuver it with a good old hand‑plot. Let’s show the stars we’re still the masters of this ride.