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Grian looked at the now destroyed hermitland. Everything was gone except diamonds, some items and that was it. Gone. At least they had diamonds. And some steak. And-
“SCAR!” Pearl screamed
“Yes, Pearl?” The tall hat boy said
“Do you have any plan from here?”
“Uhhh”
“Any food? Water?”
Scar stared back, shell shook
“Oxygen bottles???” Pearl’s eyes opened wider
“A-A couple hundred!”
“That’s not gonna last! Even with the space suits it’s not gonna- Oh god, we’re gonna die-“
Impulse rushed to her and shoved a cookie in her mouth “Then preserve oxygen by not screaming. Let’s focus on a plan out. We need to get in contact with the other hermits, they might be able to help.”
The 3 of them settled into attempting to go on their communicators, and since that failed, they went on to build a satellite. Grian looked out the window and thought to himself. He’s not as human anymore, he knows he wont get hungry as quickly or need as much oxygen. But even then they’ll run out of oxygen after a short while…
“I found a cornflower in a chest! Do we have a pot?” He can vaguely hear Mumbo screaming…. Grian remembers that he has a block of dirt.
“I have some dirt!” He got up to give it to them. The baby flower was set in the middle of the room. “Now we have some form of oxygen besides the limited an currently tanking amount we own.”
“Not by much though… Let’s go back to focus on contacting someone else?” Impulse said, walking to Mumbo’s side as the redstoner tried to find parts to make an antena.
“I’ll be over here conserving energy. Pearl, Scar, how about you rest, too, and then we swap with Impulse and Mumbo? We could see if we find a sapling or more materials.”
“Okay.” Pearl said
“Sounds good to me” said Scar, plopping from his wheelchair, taking the seat out and placing himself comfortably in a corner “Guys, maybe see if you can take any resources from my chair without rendering it useless? Last case scenario, dismantle it, but I won’t be of much use…”
Impulses face lit up “I hadn’t even thought of using your wheelchair, to be completely honest! Thank you.” He took the metal frame out and moved it somewhere else.
Grian stared at space and waited for Scar and Pearl to sleep. When both of them seemed knocked out, he closed his eyes and started focusing. He opened an eye behind Mumbo and Impulse, to make sure they would notice him being suspicious. One in the room he was on, to monitor Scar and Pearl. After that he let his mind wander, looking for the other hermits. After not wielding results for a couple of minutes, he decided to take a higher risk.
/OP Grian
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Grian added his reactivated admin powers and knowledge to summon a sapling into his inventory, then resuming his research. He felt a large amount of souls on a single Direction only to be met with a familiar energy surrounding all of them. Keralis encapsulated everybody?
He sent an eye as close to the core of the larger entity as he could. He racked his brain for Galactic.
The Watcher sees you for what you are, Voidspawn.