Menkent.
Our home, and the location of another meeting called upon us by Chapter Master E’fren.
I was currently sitting in orbit on my vessel. The Flame of Liberty.. Named after the unyielding flame of Lady Liberty back on Super Earth… Yet, I can’t help but wonder if that flame was flicking today.
The atmosphere was quiet. Even Ompa’s ship nearby was quiet. We all knew what this meeting was about.
I looked over at my crew. Calm, relaxed. Yet there was an almost unsettling, haunting feeling from it. A cold chill I couldn’t quite place. Yet, it felt comforting almost.
Why aren’t we burning things?! I’m bored!
Are we really sure about this? I mean. Super Earth-
Super Earth left us for dead long ago! Or did you forget the Oshaune incident?
That shouldn’t matter! Our loyalty should be to the Salamanders! To democracy!!
Ïť įś ťĩmë ťø ǎțœñę føř ŷøũr pëøpłę’ś śïñș. Ŵė çåņ ğřąñť ýœų főrğįvņëšș… Pęáčë
The voices echo in my mind. Four familiar ones and a fifth new one that has been whispering all the right things in my head ever since my first few Operations in the Void source planet.
The other four don’t like the fifth one. But they don’t say it. And neither do I…
I hear the sound of another Super Destroyer entering the atmosphere. Turning my head, I see the SES Flame of War entering the orbit with us.
The air suddenly feeling tense in my own ship as I turn my gaze back forward towards the stars and the other ships here as it is time for E’fren’s speech now.
Time to mäķë ųś ŵħøļẽ
