*Mother pops up on the bridge, her whole form still*
"Shit. -blam!-ing shit."
[b]Tracing signal. Half-systems dedicated.[/b]
"Those bastards..."
*Her whole form begins to ripple, as if unstable.
Something is different about this AI...*
English
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*murphy walks up to mother* Mother, once you get a lock on that signal let me know. And prepare the ship to jump.
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"Olympia. That's where they are. Setting coordinates now." *Mother sits down on thin air, her head in her hands*
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Thank you mother, don't worry. We'll avenge him