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Flapyap nods in agreement. "What now?"
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Pip shrugs. "I dunno. What do you normally do?"
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"Flapyap normally glass hay-ree-tics when he bored. You?"
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"I throw rocks at other rocks. Being a tech specialist isn't too fun."
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"You want to glass hay-ree-ticks?"
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He shrugs. "Are there any left?"
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"Flapyap just glass randome planets. Flapyap especially like killing brute-monkeys."
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"Ooh! Killing brutes?! Fun!" Pip says, getting excited.
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"Yes. Much fun. Flapyap have Suppercarrier to kill big monkeys with. You want to help kill Brutes?"
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"Yesh!" he says, getting hyped.
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As if on que a massive 29 kilometer long Suppercarrier appears in orbit via slipspace.
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"Yay!" he shouts, doing a cartwheel.
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A phantom flies down, landing nearby. "To the ship!"
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Pip heads towards the Phantom.
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Flapyap follows. The ship takes them to the carrier.