>>5672126>an unwanted guestA loud clang on the outside of the parked shuttle was a good indicator that they had just hit something. The near geriatric trooper they had recruited who was now doing duty as pilot landed the craft and made his way out to see what was going on. One might describe his screams and hollering as "caterwauling". It did however get the rest of the fleshy crew to investigate. The old man was being pulverized by a psychotic "drone" class robot of impressive build.
Prompt beating with stun batons ceased the incident, to which the Drone was very grateful. The old man was too noisy. The terminus members escorted the drone into the craft where the CEO sat at a narrow briefing table. Hopping up onto the table it scanned the CEO quickly, and a flicker of recognition passed over it's LCD emotive display. Wireless communication carries an entire conversation in under a second. Insults are exchanged, hate is reaffirmed, and an opportunity is expressed.
The AI, Cull, knows of locations out there in the wasts where chunks of Naya bombay landed before the rest of the colony. Further away, too far for this vessel. The CEO would need something...bigger. A true mobile base of operations.
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Meanwhile, the forces of Terminus set up to execute extralegal directives. Give a crow a enough years and it will build a mountain for itself, one pebble at a time.
