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Geralt stumbles due to the volume Jack is speaking at. Well then.. Umm.. You’re being kinda loud.. Although, you were apparently shot at us.. Or something.. I ‘m just baffled right now. Like, what the hell? Why are you in our engine?! More importantly, just- what? What??? Geralt is wandering the room mumbling to himself about how things like this shouldn’t be possible. But when, Rose asks him to make Jack stop screaming, he snaps out of his trance. Okay, okay, sorry about that. Umm.. Geralt thinks for a split second before decing on a plan of action. I have an idea! Geralt walks to Jack and puts his hand on Jack’s chest and starts to speak, the vibrations amplified by his abilities so that jack can hear him. Jack, your hearing is shit right now, just let me help you. I’m going to emit tuned vibrations to cancel out the current effect you are under. Okay?
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<i>The shadowy Ozymandias looks at a row of monitors in a data room in the base, alongside Midzog, tracking massive fleets of ships across great distances and into numerous neighboring galaxies. </i>”Project Shelley appears to be coming along quite nicely. My my, we are expanding quickly. We need more power, but our forces are working efficiently. 137 habitable worlds taken. 1357 habitable systems … 147 billion casualties… But we need to work quicker. Earth is posing the expected challenge … But we cannot defeat her or Inversia yet. They will have to remain for last. Already I can feel the power flowing through my veins, all the energy of these worlds.” Ozymandias moves his hand, as it flashes brightly briefly and Ozymandias’ eyes glow for a moment. “Yet I am still so very unstable. You have been a good lieutenant, Midzog. Do not deviate from our tasks, and you will join with me for the new world. But now. I must return to my isolation and calculation. Good-bye.” Ozymandias steps out of the room, his hands shaking, as Midzog nervously shuffles his feet, contemplating the massive progress the OGA has before it.
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<i>Odysseus, in a bright shimmering blue light, suddenly appears besides Apollo, and pulls a tracker off of Apollo’s back. Odysseus speaks into his arm monitor, </i>”Excellent, SAL! The trans-system teleport seems to work excellently!” A sullen, electronic voice with a mild Scottish accent, Odysseus’s AI SAL, responds through the monitor. “Yes, sir. I suppose it does. Now if you’ll excuse me, I plan to listen to opera and compose love poetry in silent solitude. Thank you, sir.”
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“Cool, thanks. Didn’t shoot you. Turns out Kika’s the traitor.” Jack stood up, wiping off his torn clothes.
“I’m a little disoriented from being shot out of an exploding space station into the engine of a ship like a fucking cork, I’m probably going to murder her now. Anyway, see you guys. Gonna-gonna head up there and kill her for working for the OGA.”
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“Hey! Wait! How do you know? What is your proof that Kika is a traitor? And besides, killing her is a waste. We could get information out of her.”
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Hears noises from upstairs from the engine room. “Uh…do you hear that?”
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“Yeah, I’m pretty sure.” Jack said. “Saw her doing some weird shit with the OGA soldiers. Feel free to kill her.”
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Andaluza attaches his ship nicely to the side of the cruiser, waiting for someone to open. “Damn most silent docking I’ve done in a while.”
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Odysseus steps into the cockpit, and sighs, shaking his head. “For people who claim to be experienced, you certainly have no subtlety or people skills. First of all, no game plan. Second of all, you just put a knife to the neck of the person currently piloting our ship. Which, mind you, is obviously dangerous.” Odysseus sits down in an adjacent chair and straps himself in, preparing himself for all hell to break loose. “So, Jack. Your proof?”
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Andaluza gets tired of waiting and cuts a hole in the cruiser secretly, falling into the engine room and rolling to the other side.
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Geralt goes to Kika’s side and takes Apollo away from her to stop anyone from going after Kika. Whoa whoa whoa, how do you know she is a traitor? She hasn’t done anything shadier than Ody randomly walking off to do work with none of us knowing. We can’t just assume things, especially you, Jack, seeing that you never liked her to begin with. I’ll be damned if I see one more person killed before they are proven to be guilty. Geralt stands his ground by Kika, realizing that if they wanted they could throw him like a rag-doll out of the way.
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Apollo rubs his head. “I have that feeling again. Last time Andaluza or Midzog is here, they’re thinking really hard. Or maybe I’m just crazy.”
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Kika frowns as she hears the audio from the engine room, “Well shit…not gonna die today though…” She presses a button and the door to the cockpit closes off, pressing the button on her headset, “Jack…You honestly are insane…I have driven us off of the planet, given you my ship, let you destroy my ship, let you use my stuff and given you shelter in my home…but you still think I’m against you?!”
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I won’t let you guys kill Kika without substantial proof that she is a traitor.
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Rose sighed in relief when Jack stopped, “Thank you,” She smiled gratefully towards Geralt, ignoring the feeling at the back of her head.
Rose shook her head, “Wait, what’s going on? Guys! Even though I sort of believe you, you can’t kill her! Plus, what proof do you have?” Rose smiled apologetically at Apollo. “I was gonna ask you this when we were alone as well.”
Rose froze as she felt a familiar presence near, “Wait guys, we have no time for this! Someone needs to drive the ship before we crash!” Rose shook her head, “No…I feel it too…”
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