Episode 4
"We can't leave that way, Snoogle, but I know just the person who can help us.", Dashad said to Snoogle. They continued through the town, walking towards a loud humming noise, coming from within a walled area.
This was the spaceport, home to many spacelines, flying many people to and from the other towns and to other planets in some cases. Dashad hadn't told Snoogle who it was that they knew that could help them; but Dashad was concentrating on getting into the spaceport and finding their friend, a pilot, who was standing by his spacecraft.
The spacecraft was only a small one but it was impressive none-the-less. The outside was scrappy and patchy with what seemed to be spot repairs. Next to the massive, clean, new spaceliners from the large corporate spacelines, this small craft looked like a pile of junk; but to Bobilly it was home and work. He loved his craft, and was always looking for an excuse to fly it, although he didn't often take it off the planet. Bobilly was a short, stumpy young man, an Earthling who emmigrated away from the destruction of mankind. Handbuilding his spacecraft on Earth and patching it up as he flew across the Galaxy.
Dashad quickly made their way through security and made towards the door to the outside world. Lots of spacecraft were on the apron and at terminals accross the spaceport. 08-AD knew exactly where they were going, their friend always parked their craft in the same spot.
"Well, look who it is!", exclaimed Bobilly, "Little Dashad."
"Oh and who could forget you Snoogle.", he added.
"Hey, Bobilly, I was wondering if you could help me.", Dashad responded with a slight tone in their voice that made it seem urgent.
Bobilly replied, "Of course, hop in!".