07/19/2015, 10:48 PM #300 Foreign Colony – H-BP04
Choosing who would go after Ignis eventually came down to who knows how to repair an interceptor. Joe just so happened to be the only Brawler pilot of the three, thus he drew the short straw by default. The sandstorm put a damper on things as they were forced to wait in their fighters. Ok, you get a head start, Igni’ta. Just don’t do anything that we’ll regret later. As soon as the storm passed, Joe made for the colony as Lotus and Spear tended to the disabled Interceptor. Finding Ignis was going to be a challenge; he could pick her out of a crowd by detecting the power sources of her Ven’tec equipment.
Rather than rely solely on Ven’tec, Joe decided to take a more lowtech solution; asking the colonists if they saw her. Luckily he had asked Lotus what she looked like as he hadn’t seen her since she returned. She’ll be a lot older than how I remember her. Probably quicker, too. Hopefully she doesn’t keep trying to run. “Excuse me,” he caught the attention of a colonist, “Have you seen a girl here, about this tall, sandy-brown hair, red goggles, brown-ish black cloak?” The colonist shook his head no. “Ok, thanks.” This will take a while. He looked around again and picked out another. “Excuse me, have you seen-”
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“Try to pull the conductors together. Let’s see if there’s enough slack to just reconnect.” Lotus was working on a circuit board in Ignis’s fighter she didn’t realize that she hit. It’s amazing the autopilot managed to control this without the port-side stabilizer board. A groan from the top part of the engine compartment told her that Spear couldn’t get the conductors together.
“Just not enough length in the cables; might need to splice off some off one of ours.” He looked over the side to Lotus. “Could be worse, the engine could have been shot.”
“Right. Well, I think I got the port stabilizer working again. Can you flip the power over to it?”
“Sure, just a sec.” Spear disappeared over the edge again and Lotus heard the distinct thud of the power switch being flipped. The power core gradually whirred to life and Lotus watched the conductors in the circuit panel glow red with Aura energy. Right when she was about to test the stabilizer functions, the hum of the core died down.
“Oh frict.” She looked up to Spear who looked over to center of the ship.
“Yep, there goes the Aura generator. I think it’s safe to say you’re too good at disabling fighters, maki’ta.”
“Shacir.” She snapped. “I would like to see you do better.” He simply threw his hands up in silent surrender. She sat in front of the open panel rubbing her right temple. “We need to get this air-worthy at least; it doesn’t have to be combat capable.”
“So scrap the weapon systems and use the parts to fix up the propulsion?” Lotus nodded almost in defeat.
“Yeah. See what you can do with the generator. I’ll check to see if anything else decided to fail on us.”
“Roger that. And, Lotus, relax a bit, will ya? We’ll get it up and flying soon enough.”
“I hope so. Right now I’m grateful that the locals aren’t being curious.”
Foreign Colony – H-BP05
Ian looked to Elise. “If it’s our Igni’ta, she’s been busier than Eleos let on.” She nodded in agreement. As they spoke, the Umbra answered the man’s question.
“We are shadows, Oudri’sa. We sacrificed our identities so that we could become shadows; shadows of anyone we choose.” She pulled down her hood, revealing her black, shoulder-length hair. “Should we take on an identity, we lose that ability.” Her eyes narrowed as if scrutinizing him. “She spoke that name when she died, didn’t she? The one you call Nyctores?” A sigh escaped the Umbra’s lips as her shoulders relaxed. “We felt her leave us. When the Connexi Indevita happened, that feeling has haunted the Dei’arcs day after day, year after year.” She shook her head as if to dispel the thoughts of sorrow. “We are cautious of everyone, Oudri’sa, much like you were of maki’ti: the Hunteri.” She nodded back to the group behind her. “We have to be if we wish to prevent others from meeting the same fate.”
Hunteri Stronghold – Sedes Imperii
“I would say the one-and-only, but unfortunately Revere exists.” He smiled broadly. “Glad to see you haven’t been ripped apart by Nihiliods, maki’te; we could use your luck hereabouts.” He then turned to the woman. “And you, too, maki’ta. I don’t know how you survived, but thank the goddess you did.” Achlys walked up to Aion’s left side and the rest of the Hunteri came up behind them. “Oh and this is Achlys and Condor Squadron.”
"Mister Aion?" the voice of a young girl called out. "Mister Aion! It's me, Mimi!"
"Mimi?" His eyes widened. "What happened? Where's Nemesis?"
"Nihiliod attack on Duon. Nemesis was disabled and I was preserved in cryosleep. They salvaged my AI and Nemesis's body. We're here to recover Nemesis's AI and my body."
"Frict." Aion had a look of despair. "We need to get you to the labs."
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