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Chapter Four: Fork In The Road
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Faye looks at the radio transmitter, going back to her datapad, typing a few things as it was still plugged into the ship. “Enhancing radio quality…” The lights dim a little bit…
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Rose nodded in thanks as she closed her eyes, relaxing a bit, knowing that she can trust them.
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Apollo rang up Jack again. “It’s not as bad as you think! Andaluza hates the OGA now and left because he saw how much Midzog mistreated him! If it weren’t for Rose we’d still be beating each other to death. Jack, come on, he’s nice enough.”
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Andaluza looked at the communications device. “Hey, Apollo, can I mirror to Jack? I’m pretty bored right now, no offense. Besides, I would like to see a face I have seen before.” Andaluza’s cheerful smile soon faded into a darker, glum look. [Wow…I do not want to see Jack, now that I think of it. I nearly killed him before, I’m not sure if he’ll ever get past that.]
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Faye taps a few keys, plugging in her recording device as she got into the radio frequency, “Testing testing…Andaluza, Apollo, this is Mask…” She looks at the screen and keeps the power at a balance for the ship.
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Andaluza’s eyes lit up for the first time ever. “Ms. Moonfallow! Long time no see! Did you quit OGA as well? I’m gone as well, we’re meeting here again. Apollo must know you well enough by now. Also, I’ve read about someone named Kika Starr, I know it was you, Faye.”
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Wait wait wait wait, you mean Andaluza is a part of us now?! What?!
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Faye smiles bright and looks at the screen, laughing a bit, “It’s good to hear from you as well, old friend! And I didn’t quit…I was…well, excommunicated… And they killed my…my parents…” She brushes away some tears, “I’m glad you’re okay…”
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Andaluza smiled, knowing Faye couldn’t see it. “I’m glad you’re ok too. I’m sorry about your loss.” Andaluza looked to Apollo and looked as if he was about to start crying.
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Odysseus lays in a bed aboard one of the ships, and is caught in a dream, his hands shaking. He has absolutely no control over his body in the dream, and has only half-an-idea of what is going on, as though he were kept is some sort of air-tight booth, but he catches ideas floating into the shattered fog of the tall room filled with marble columns and ghostly chairs around him. Voices echo faintly about. “Do you… Gravity of the situation… Fate… Tampered with… Midzog… Not powerful enough… Ozymandias…you? No… Supervision? No… Deal with the problem… The Nameless One, you, and Calypsa… Into the Dark Straits… Polyphemus.” At the last few words, which for some reason seemed to strike him most of all, Odysseus suddenly jumps up in his bunk, in a cold sweat and his hands shaking. His eyes glow red momentarily, but then fade, and he cannot remember where he is.
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((Who am I with right now? Sorry for being away. Super busy.))
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Apollo mirrored next to Odysseus, sensing his morning energy from his suit. “You alright? What happened? Are you alright?”
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(With Apollo, Pandora, Rose, and Andy)
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“I’m fine. Where is everybody?” Odysseus takes a swig from his tea flask, and stumbles out of bed.
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Apollo led Ody out of the gunship and into the big cruiser. “We’re going to meet up with Jack in orbit around Chiron-5. We’re currently going really fast so try to keep walking to a minimum.”
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