"Dooonn'''ttt woorrryyy,,,, III'''mmm nooottt mooovvviiinngg...." Tor said as he continued to dive deeper into limbo as his chair reached the pinnacle of awesome massaging and vibrating. He almost began to drool before it shut off after finishing its run. Tor turned as Tony appeared back in the cockpit in Sector Ranger armor. "Sector Rangers really? Those guys are just a bunch of loose cannon cops, I don't even wanna know anymore more. Next you're going to tell me you settled frontier worlds, rode Tauntauns in a posse, and built a log cabin." Tor said as he slouched in his awesome chair more. When Tony told him to get ready he groaned. He grabbed his helmet off the dashboard of the cockpit and slapped it on.Took out his pistols and sort of just stumbled out of his chair. "I'm already having regrets about this mission, you know I get lazy when I sit in my chair. Maybe we can just ask them nicely and they'll give it to us. Then I can return to my chair..." Tor said as he moved slowly and groggy. Tor had his moments of great sporadic energy, and then he had his not so great moments of sporadic energy.
"Ugh... Let's get this over with..." Tor said with a sigh as he straightened up and cracked his neck. What he needed was alcohol and women to get him going. He had the woman, all he needed was some alcohol, and maybe a couple billion credits as well. That would be nice.