On the other world (Human male OC x Murder Drones)

The Storm (Part 1)

Around the end of the previous (canonical) chapter.

FLORIAN POV

FDL : The time has finally come !

I was standing at the end of a long mahogany table at which sat most of the crew of our outpost in the middle of nowhere - J,N,V, Uzi, Rodia, Dr. Deuss, Casimir.... You know - everyone. All the seats at the conference table were occupied, except one - Razzie was standing behind the projector.

FDL : I believe we have obtained enough evidence to sue - and win - the lawsuit agains so-called JcJenson. Slide 1 !

On the wall behind me, an image of sparking metal and torn wires crooked in different directions showed up.

FDL : As you can see in the picture, the metal was dented inward not from the side of the fuel tanks but from one of the walls of the main cockpit, indicating use-.

SRD1 : BOSS !

Two random drones ran quickly into the room without even closing the door behind them. If they could pant, they probably would.

FDL : Eh ? What happened ? I'm kinda in the middle of something....

V : Without knocking ? Rude.

N slapped V's arm, pouting.

V : What ? The fact that I now have morals doesn't change my character.... Much...

J sighed.

SRD2 : The Storm is coming !

I blinked, bamboozled.

FDL : The Storm ?

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A moment later...

CZ : So here's the thing - according to calculations, "The Storm" is coming from the west. It's a storm caused by powerful electromagnetic movements pulling-.

RZM : Can you, like, go straight to the point ? I... didn't quite understand what you just said. I know you're knowledgeable in this but.... please ?

Casimir rolled his eyes. Me, Razzie, Rodia and J (who now doesn't take a step away from me) stood in a small room converted into a "meteorological station". It turns out that Casimir knows all about this weather stuff - which is strange, because his „profession" was "gunsmith." in his bio. Well, I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.

All the rest of our little family went off to do their own thing, because, as it turns out, they have their own lives too.

CZ : That means we're kinda fucked. All we can do now is secure the base and turn the heat on to maximum. The first couple of hours of the storm will be the worst, as the temperature from the current -5 celsius can reach as high as -40. This won't affect the drones much, but.... well...

Zimieniowicz looked at me.

CZ : We'll probably freeze over.

I gulped. This is serious.

CZ : I suggest at this time to surround yourself with something warm and wait out this freezing hell. I'm going to do that myself.

J : I think I'll be able to help you, bo- Florian. Leave it to me.

Razzie and Rodia exchanged looks.

FDL : Well, ok...

CZ : That's not our only problem. The wind can even rush up to 300 kilometers per hour. Good thing this base's located in a crater of sorts. I'm more concerned about the infrastructure around the base though.... This is the first such storm on this planet.... Some buildings may... collapse.