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Edited by Shadlezz:
12/30/2015 4:43:51 PM
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"The rest if them are attached to me"
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[i]"anyway you can deactivate them? If not, I'll have to install a remote inhibitor."[/i]
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[b]she presses a few buttons on her wrist[/b] "I powered them down"
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[i]"good. You may proceed. The admiral is on observation deck 12, he can answer your questions."[/i]
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[b]she heads to observation deck 12[/b]
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The admiral was accompanied by four Celestial Pacificators, and he was sitting down on a couch, looking out of the viewport. Without looking at her, he asked: "Where do you come from?"
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"Do you mean where I was born or where me and my friends on the ship?"
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"Your homeworld. What is it called?"
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Edited by Kain The Slain: 12/27/2015 3:41:27 AM"Eden Prime. Why do you ask?"
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"Do you know how far it currently is? Hundreds of trillions of miles away. Makes you feel quite homesick, doesn't it?"
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"What's the point of these questions?"
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"You came all the way here, and you have no way of making your way back alone. And I'm willing to offer you help. But you need to help me in return."
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"What makes you think I want to go home and what makes you think I can't get home by myself?"
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"Because the only way to make it home is by transwarping. Otherwise, unless you plan on swimming through space for a billion years, I suggest cooperation."
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"What do you need me to do?"
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"I'm in need of an elite strike force against Borgaan targets. You people seem able enough to do the job."
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"And in return we can leave"
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"That's the deal, yes."
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"Alright. You've got a deal"
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"You'll be briefed when I've gotten the rest of the team on board."
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[b]she nods and walks out[/b]
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[b]Faythe steps down the ramp, pulling her nanomite sleeves over her arms, looking out at the city[/b]
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The station's dock was bustling with activity, people loading off freighters and warships all around, with a line of people going through security checks.
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[b]She looked around, making a full circle as she walks down the gangplank [/b]
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When her turn comes up, the security officer asks: [i]"hand over all weapons, please."[/i]
