+1 Space Cat-Elf

[trickking]

There was a great deal of aggravation attached to this. This whole 'I was just trying to walk across the hall and get to the map room and instead I've ended up in the middle of an alien planet' thing. That was obnoxious.

Also, being unable to contact help. Reaching past obnoxious into the land of Frankly Very Concerning. Thank goodness there was no laser fire, explosions or Giant Angry Not-Dead Sendak about the immediate area or this would definitely have to be upgraded to Real Bad Time.

As it is, things are currently mired in Concerning, though one might never guess what level of Concern Lotor was hitting, his expression as he stood in the plaza nothing short of deeply unimpressed. If there was any fear to be had, it was quite expertly concealed, the former renegade spending a few moments examining the area in general, inspecting the computers with an apparent sense of idle ease, before finally moving to hail a passerby.

"Excuse me, if I may have a moment of your time? I'd like to know how to leave."