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3/3/2016 3:30:38 AM
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[i]"Ignus race, eh."[/i] [b]*he looks at the operative, then back out*[/b] [i]"How about we send a ship out to you? Food, supplies, fuel."[/i]
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  • Damn bastard were being picky. So be it; he simply needed enough fuel to make it to a ship that's take his deal... [i][I require two 1-liter batteries of exotic matter— one for my own use, one for my pod's.][/i]

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  • [b]*With that last request. The captain took a second to think about what he was about to do. Finally coming to a decision, he nodded. A fate sealed.*[/b] [i]If it's batteries you need, it's batteries you'll get.[/i] [i]Fire.[/i] [b]*The frigate's main railgun cannons, locked on target, charge up. Moments away from blasting the pod from existence*[/b]

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  • No! He refused to allow it to end as such— to live for eons on end only to die as an outcast! Think— think— think—! [b]Yes.[/b] His pod shifted ever so slightly, his pod turning away from the cannons. If he could activate his boosters at the right time... [i][So be it! But this will not be the end, Imperial scum!][/i]

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  • [b]*The captain puts on a smug look*[/b] [i]Imperial scum? Ha. I laugh at your pitiful unintelligent mind.[/i] [b]*The main cannons fire*[/b] [i]You see, old sport. We're pirates. And we take what we want.[/i] [b]*Laughter fills the silenced comms, ever-so fading as the line was cut.[/b]

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  • As the laughter fades, the Captain is met with a shocking sight. The half-meter wide ballistic is seemingly frozen in time— or more accurately, slowing. A purple-blue neon wave of light begins to envelop the pig iron slug, and the pod begins moving as it seems to [i]absorb[/i] the round into the ship. [i][Underdeveloped— ha! Let's see them push off the kinetic energy of an electromagnetic gauss slug for fuel!][/i] As the metal round disappears completely, the pod rockets off into the abyss, the pod's fuel reading just a tad more plentiful as Cain searches for aid once more.

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  • [b]A chair is flung across the bridge[/b] [i]I want what's on that ship! Contact clients across the galaxy! Fridres, Gala, Brestine, all of them! I WANT ITS HEAD![/i]

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  • [spoiler]I'm rather excited about this— there are several things I've been wanting to do that could only be done if the Coalition had an Ignus defector.[/spoiler]

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