Ugh- [That humming is honestly setting him off like nothing before, but the panic is doing a good job of chasing away the worst of the nausea. Panic, because all of a sudden Yellow isn't responding, and now they're in freefall.] My lion's offline- we're falling!
[No amount of praying or bayard-punching or begging is having the least amount of effect. That hum starts up again, and Hunk is sure if he had his displays he'd be able to see that power spiking again, but just out of Yellow's eyes he can see through the tear in the facility, that bright yellow-white light seething up again. Another blast.] Keith, hang on, I think it's gonna-
[Another blast, more powerful this time, and instead of just offlining Yellow it hits them like an intergalactic freight train. Hunk rattles in his pilot chair, thrown forward until his helmeted head slams against the console and then everything fades to a sickening black.]
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[No amount of praying or bayard-punching or begging is having the least amount of effect. That hum starts up again, and Hunk is sure if he had his displays he'd be able to see that power spiking again, but just out of Yellow's eyes he can see through the tear in the facility, that bright yellow-white light seething up again. Another blast.] Keith, hang on, I think it's gonna-
[Another blast, more powerful this time, and instead of just offlining Yellow it hits them like an intergalactic freight train. Hunk rattles in his pilot chair, thrown forward until his helmeted head slams against the console and then everything fades to a sickening black.]