Chatterbox: Inkwell

Sci-Fi Round Robin!!!!

It's been a while since we had a fun RR, so I thought I'd start one. A Round Robin is where one person starts a story, then other people add on in small portions, making sure that the story still adds up and makes sense with the other posts. I know that most RRs are really short, but I thought we could make a much longer one where the posts are a whole paragraph or two? That way, the story should come together and everyone's different styles should have a chance to shine. 

Okay, so, here's the first part of the story:

The low thrumming of the Core changing Power woke Oliver up for the third time. Usually, the soft noise and almost imperceptable drop in the atmosphere didn't bother him, but tonight it rang through his head and sunk into an uncompfortable buzzing at the base of his skull. Oliver rolled to the other side of his bed, dragging his blanket with him. Well, it was really David's blanket that he had insisted Oliver should have. Insufferable niceness.

Deep within the station, a muffled series of beeps sounded. Each vibration rammed into Oliver's head and twisted around inside; pinching his brain and rocketing down his neck. Stupid headaches. Oliver gritted his teeth and turned to jump out of bed, imagining that the pain was left behind him. The cement-hard floor was cold under his feet. Every jolting foostep made his headache worse. Around him, the walls widened into the main room, which was empty except for two red leather seats facing the large screen on one wall. Those had been taken from the wreckage of the Versatile. One had cotton stuffing coming out of a large gash. Seeing the familiar chairs made Oliver feel sick.