[ It works, Ronan completely ignoring him in favour of making that announcement: Fuck YEAH, let's blow it up! is the immediately agreeing thought Jesse thinks, his coked and racing attention diverted to this than whatever it was he was about to go on to say.
He launches into a run after Ronan, the beam from his flashlight bouncing and slicing through the darkness. Up ahead, the beam cuts across something large and bulky and metallic looking. Jesse comes to a skidding stop when he's close by, shining the light all across the large chunk of debris. Frayed wires and jagged metal jut and dangle and poke out in all chaotic angles; it's a piece of debris that's beyond any kind of repair.
It's a dreadful sight, really; a dreadful reminder that the ship is well and truly fucked for any foreseeable future, and so is he and Ronan and everyone else that's stranded along with them on this fucking planet. But Jesse is letting out a laugh. What's even the point in dwelling on how fucked they all are? Being amped on coke makes that dismissive attitude come even easier. ]
Check it out, yo! [ Said with conversational, scheming wonderment while he pans the flashlight slowly around across the piece of wreckage. ]
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He launches into a run after Ronan, the beam from his flashlight bouncing and slicing through the darkness. Up ahead, the beam cuts across something large and bulky and metallic looking. Jesse comes to a skidding stop when he's close by, shining the light all across the large chunk of debris. Frayed wires and jagged metal jut and dangle and poke out in all chaotic angles; it's a piece of debris that's beyond any kind of repair.
It's a dreadful sight, really; a dreadful reminder that the ship is well and truly fucked for any foreseeable future, and so is he and Ronan and everyone else that's stranded along with them on this fucking planet. But Jesse is letting out a laugh. What's even the point in dwelling on how fucked they all are? Being amped on coke makes that dismissive attitude come even easier. ]
Check it out, yo! [ Said with conversational, scheming wonderment while he pans the flashlight slowly around across the piece of wreckage. ]