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Join Date: Jun 2012
02-02-2013, 03:04 PM
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*James is starting to wheeze a bit and Miranda then stick a hypo into his neck to keep the convulsion down.*
Wax: Sam if your going to help do it now. We need time to charge..
Sam: Copy that.
Ops, signal the Neilson. Lets ring their doorbell.
*The Republic and the Neilson fall away from the fleet and begin letting their ZPCs rip on the lead Iconian Ship. The Iconians' shields begin to drain.*
Taragi: How are they--?!
Sensors: They are using some form of Zero-point weaponry against us!
Fall back! We'll await orders from Dorowa.
*The Iconian Fleet drops out of warp. Sam hails the Odyssey as the Republic and Neilson rejoin the fleet.*
Sam: Alright, lets go! We shouldn't press our luck!
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