"Guys, where the hell are we going?" Rep Flora asked.
"We're on out way to that one station, Astral Astory I think," Izzy answered, sitting in behind Jason, who was piloting.
"So where are Steve and Duff?"
"Duff's in the back tuning the bass and Steve is practicing with his drums," Rep answered, looking at Jeff
"He's just going to go out of tune again once we go back to subspace," Jason finally said, looking at the scanner screen. They were coming up on the station. "Here it is guys, the Astoria," he said over the intercomm so Ad and Mike could hear.
They both came up to the cockpit to see the Astral Astoria. "Wow. It's huge," Duff said, gaping at the thing.
"Astral Astoria this is YT-2000 transport Paradise City, we are the entertainment and wish to dock here," Jason said into the comm. system.
"Acknowledged Paradise City, you have permission to dock in bay fourteen, platform 2," a voice said.
"Hopefully they'll have some security and crew there to set our stuff up," Rep said, remembering.
"Yeah, those TNO guys were rude," Duff said, shaking his head. Jason guided the ship towards bay fourteen, and auto docked into platform 2. They all got up and walked over to the landing ramp. It lowered, and they walked into the platform. It was a small area, probably for special guests.
"Welcome to the Astral Astoria, gentlemen. These droids will set your stuff up, and your rooms are already set up," the man said.
"Thanks man," Rep said, giving the guy a thumbs up. The guy opened the door, and the man flinched at the screaming. The band were used to it. They walked in between the security guards and the lines set up around them to the turbolift.
"Guys, I think I lost a bit of my sleeve," Duff said, turning to Rep, who was basically ripped and torn. He flashed a glare at him, and Jason started laughing. Rep, Izzy, and Steven headed to their rooms while Duff and Jason decided to go to the bar to check out the venue.
"We're on out way to that one station, Astral Astory I think," Izzy answered, sitting in behind Jason, who was piloting.
"So where are Steve and Duff?"
"Duff's in the back tuning the bass and Steve is practicing with his drums," Rep answered, looking at Jeff
"He's just going to go out of tune again once we go back to subspace," Jason finally said, looking at the scanner screen. They were coming up on the station. "Here it is guys, the Astoria," he said over the intercomm so Ad and Mike could hear.
They both came up to the cockpit to see the Astral Astoria. "Wow. It's huge," Duff said, gaping at the thing.
"Astral Astoria this is YT-2000 transport Paradise City, we are the entertainment and wish to dock here," Jason said into the comm. system.
"Acknowledged Paradise City, you have permission to dock in bay fourteen, platform 2," a voice said.
"Hopefully they'll have some security and crew there to set our stuff up," Rep said, remembering.
"Yeah, those TNO guys were rude," Duff said, shaking his head. Jason guided the ship towards bay fourteen, and auto docked into platform 2. They all got up and walked over to the landing ramp. It lowered, and they walked into the platform. It was a small area, probably for special guests.
"Welcome to the Astral Astoria, gentlemen. These droids will set your stuff up, and your rooms are already set up," the man said.
"Thanks man," Rep said, giving the guy a thumbs up. The guy opened the door, and the man flinched at the screaming. The band were used to it. They walked in between the security guards and the lines set up around them to the turbolift.
"Guys, I think I lost a bit of my sleeve," Duff said, turning to Rep, who was basically ripped and torn. He flashed a glare at him, and Jason started laughing. Rep, Izzy, and Steven headed to their rooms while Duff and Jason decided to go to the bar to check out the venue.