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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/27/2017 4:36:55 AM
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"We'll be accompanying you into the Horse Head Nebula, where you'll rendezvous with the Invictus Crew and lead a small squadron of troops into potential negotiations or potential firefights."
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"Huh. That sure wasn't in the game." Cylus comments. "Well it's nice to meet you 6, glad you're alive." he nods before turning to the Madalorian. "And you? If I may say so, you look like something out of Star Wars!" Cylus chuckles. "This just keeps getting better and better."
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"The name's Ghost." The Mandalorian said, before a woman walked past Cylus towards the map https://imgur.com/PxWWKxP "You bitches need to stop playing catch up so we can start doing what we actually need to!" The woman said, looking towards the cockpit
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Cylus stared at the woman as she passed. He had seen her somewhere before, and he just knew it. "Right to the point. Lovely." he comments. "And who might you be?"
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"Lillith, the Firehawk. The Siren. Whatever you wanna call me really." The woman said, looking at Ghost "Iseph! Let's go!" Ghost said, as the ship started powering up, pulling out of the hanger
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"Well let's get down to business. What's the plan upon arrival?" Cylus asks as he leans against a wall
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"The plan is to scan for the distress signal." Pilot Cooper said, looking around the group of people gathered "Yeah, if the source is legit, we move in." Noble added, looking at the Galactic map. "We'll be going in stealth like, and broadcast a transmission asking to come aboard." Ghost finished off
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"And what if it's not? Legit I mean." Cylus asks.
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"We take them out" Noble said solemnly, looking awayy
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"Ah. Although I [i]do[/i] pity the fool who calls you guys looking for trouble." Cylus comments.
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"Here's a bit of advice for ya. Don't call us by [i]accident."[/i] Ghost said with a solemn chuckle
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"Noted." Cylus chuckles
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"Iseph! Are we good?" A robotic voice answered from the cockpit, "Yes, Ghost. The blink drive is prepped." "Let's go." Cylus felt his insides twist and turn, shrinking down to the size of an ant before expanding once more He suddenly felt back in place, completely normal as Ghost started walking towards the cockpit "Cylus, come with me."
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Edited by BondyMilk: 7/2/2017 6:41:01 AM"Ehrm... What just happened?" Cylus asks ask he clutches at his gut and begins to follow the Mandalorian
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"That... Was a slip stream device, capable of taking us across the universe in the blink of an eye."
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"That was... Quite a sensation." Cylus chuckles. "So where are we headed?" he asks Ghost
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The two entered the cockpit of the ship, overlooking the space in front of them. "Iseph, you picking anything up?" A [url=https://imgur.com/a/OqJCv]robotic[/url] voice spoke up to the side, piloting the ship "Affirmative, it matches the I.D. Of a UNSC Capital Ship."
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"UNSC? As in Spartans?" Cylus asks Ghost. He looks back into the room they were just in, scanning for Noble-6.
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Six was in the same position, looking at the Galactic map that there was. "One and the same, yeah." Ghost said, scanning the area outside the windows
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"So, what do we do now?" Cylus asks, looking off into space. "Wouldn't 6 know more about this than we do?"
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"He does. He picked up the original distress call on an emergency UNSC channel. As of right now, we're justice looking for the ship."
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"Can't we ping the location? Especially if it was on a UNSC channel, shouldn't their be some way we can trace it back to the source?" Cylus asks
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"We were able to trace the location back to here, this sector but we can't get an exact ping."
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"Ah..." Cylus cocks his head towards ghost. "...and how big is a sector?"
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"The size ranges depending on what Federation space you're in, or if you're in a self discovered area. This particular one spans into uncharted space, so it could be about 20,000 thousand kilometers."
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[quote]*That's roughly 12,427 miles.* Q says aloud [/quote] "Huh. So how's the search been coming along?"
