Chapter 23

After two minutes, Digger placed a crystal on the desk across from the bed. "Concentrate and don't let yourself get frustrated. Try and get the crystal to come to you"
"Is this really necessary now? Any minute they could walk into my room and I won't be there! Then when they search the ship...I won't be there!"

He looked at her in contemplation "You're right. You said you were thinking of me and then you turned up here. So it's simple, think of the Condor. Think of your room and then imagine yourself there" she closed her eyes and concentrated.

Her room of metal walls, with the bed built into the wall and the long cupboard underneath where she hid during her first talon attack with the Storm Hawks. The desk against the wall with the shelves above it near the head of the bed, next to it another shelf and across from it three more shelves and a wardrobe near the door
'My room is basically shelves, I wonder if it was a storeroom before?'

"Did it work?" she opened one eye. "Obviously not eh" Digger was staring at her with a grin on his face.
"So what do I do now? I was thinking of you when I teleported here. Maybe if I think of someone on the Condor I'll get back?" she made her statement in the form of a question, thinking maybe Diggers input would help her strained mind.

He gave a nod, an indication that he agreed to her idea.
She closed her eyes again and focused on the first person that came to mind.

This time she felt a tingling in her body, making her shift her feet slightly from the feeling. "Did it work?"
This time she didn't open her eyes and awaited an answer, but none came.

She opened her eyes and found herself sitting in an unfamiliar room. It was blue in colour and had posters on the walls. A guitar was propped in the corner next to the door and the room was surprisingly clean and neat. 'Where the heck am I?' as this thought ran through her head the door slid open and the blonde haired idiot entered his room.
His blue orbs locked with hers.

"What are you doing in my room?" Finn's question was valid

"Your room?!" Blinx' voice became small and almost sound like a squeak when she thought back on it later.
"Yeah, my room"
She looked around her again "Um? I was looking for something of mine. Thought it might be here, just thought I'd check. I'm not accusing you of stealing or anything!" She finished quickly.

He nodded awkwardly, unconvinced and his mouth hung open slightly "Uhh, well I guess that's reasonable, although I don't tend to take things that don't belong to me. Unless it's from a Cyclonian." He moved over to his wardrobe and pulled out a towel, it was only then that she realised that he was covered in some sort of slime or goo.

He caught her staring
"Radarr knocked over something of Storks and I slipped in it. By the way, Radarr has a stash of "missing things" hidden in the vent in Aerrow's room. Whatever you're looking for, it might be in there"
he then walked out leaving her there, seated on his bed, thinking, wondering, why she had thought of him first.

She stood, not really aware of it and not entirely sure of where her feet were taking her (if they were moving at all).

She stepped into her room, closed and locked the door and leaned against it.
She stared around her.

The repaired radio sitting on the desk. The bin where the broken shards of various items from the shelves had been tossed. And, finally, the walls that surrounded her

'I was right, my room is basically shelves. And it's in bad need of a paint job!'