09-19-2008, 07:30 PM
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The tuxedo nodded his agreement; if he were a room, that would be where he was. Itsi had already taken charge of the situation involving the debris, so it was his job — he presumed, although it wasn't necessarily what his brother had in mind — to find a way to get in. If the ship was anything normal by human standards, there would have been a door hidden behind the debris, but they were assuming the worst and, if that were the case, then the chances were that there was nothing but wood there.
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The tuxedo nodded his agreement; if he were a room, that would be where he was. Itsi had already taken charge of the situation involving the debris, so it was his job — he presumed, although it wasn't necessarily what his brother had in mind — to find a way to get in. If the ship was anything normal by human standards, there would have been a door hidden behind the debris, but they were assuming the worst and, if that were the case, then the chances were that there was nothing but wood there.
There was a lot of stuff on the ship that would serve well, but the best of all was a piece of the metal railing that had been sheared off in the collision with the cavern wall and bent on one end. He could've chosen thick, cylindrical chunks of wood, or some of the railing that wasn't bent, but simple common sense knew that a bent piece of metal could do a lot more damage than one that was straight.
This should suffice? he asked, hefting the long and surprisingly heavy "crowbar" and holding it up for his brother to see.