[Eustace only waits for Trahearne to climb on and tighten his hold before Eustace steps around towards the edge of the platform. With their destination just within their sights, he growls lowly, strength gathering in his back legs before he lurches forward with all the strength he can muster. Over the lip they go and down down down towards the extended robotic arm of Diaspora, wind whistling past them. Fortunately, there's plenty of room for them so their landing won't be as treacherous as the last, but it is a bit rougher.
However, Eustace won't linger long. Diaspora doesn't seem to care that they are on it, but Kralkatorrik had been watching and charging up that crystal brand breath of his and has turned to face them. Just as they wanted. Eustace has to wait at just the right moment so he doesn't run down yet, so if Trahearne wants to do anything, this is his chance.]
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However, Eustace won't linger long. Diaspora doesn't seem to care that they are on it, but Kralkatorrik had been watching and charging up that crystal brand breath of his and has turned to face them. Just as they wanted. Eustace has to wait at just the right moment so he doesn't run down yet, so if Trahearne wants to do anything, this is his chance.]