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We have applied certain refinements to the Device. [[Novarro]] found records of a prototype of the Device at a Golden Age laboratory in Tibet, and [[Hari]]'s team retrieved what was left of it. We are the first to see it operational in who knows how long. | We have applied certain refinements to the Device. [[Novarro]] found records of a prototype of the Device at a Golden Age laboratory in Tibet, and [[Hari-5|Hari]]'s team retrieved what was left of it. We are the first to see it operational in who knows how long. | ||
Too many subjects come back damaged. Mad. We are grasping at straws. | Too many subjects come back damaged. Mad. We are grasping at straws. | ||
What do you think, little Ghost? | What do you think, little Ghost? | ||
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''The Traveler is not our only salvation. Another future lies out among the light of other stars.'' | ''The Traveler is not our only salvation. Another future lies out among the light of other stars.'' | ||
Dead Orbit's theology has developed from mere fatalism into an obsession with worlds beyond Earth. Now their focus is on the building of a starfaring fleet, cobbled together from the ashes of our past and the spoils of war. | [[Dead Orbit|Dead Orbit's]] theology has developed from mere fatalism into an obsession with worlds beyond [[Earth]]. Now their focus is on the building of a starfaring fleet, cobbled together from the ashes of our past and the spoils of war. | ||
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lo? Hello? Are you...oh, please, let it be alive. Wake up little Ghost, wake up. Just please give me some sign that you're listening. | lo? Hello? Are you...oh, please, let it be alive. Wake up little [[Ghost]], wake up. Just please give me some sign that you're listening. | ||
All right. I don't need...I know you're listening. Why would you be out here if you weren't here to...It's a miracle I found you out here. On this thing. | All right. I don't need...I know you're listening. Why would you be out here if you weren't here to...It's a miracle I found you out here. On this thing. | ||
I didn't know the Traveler sent its Ghosts out this far from home. | I didn't know the [[Traveler]] sent its Ghosts out this far from home. | ||
Poor little lost thing. Please wake up. | Poor little lost thing. Please wake up. | ||
I am an Arach of Dead Orbit. I am the last of the crew of the Sophia. And this place is...it doesn't have a name. We called it A-113. | I am an Arach of Dead Orbit. I am the last of the crew of the Sophia. And this place is...it doesn't have a name. We called it [[A-113]]. | ||
How long have you been here, little Ghost? Why did you come? | How long have you been here, little Ghost? Why did you come? | ||
Listen. We came here on behalf of the Fleet. We were scavengers. Sixty-one days ago a Dead Orbit scout detected an unknown presence in stationary orbit about Ceres. 133 west. Looked Golden Age, by the signatures. Human. A small station. No prior records. We - | Listen. We came here on behalf of the Fleet. We were scavengers. Sixty-one days ago a Dead Orbit scout detected an unknown presence in stationary orbit about [[Ceres]]. 133 west. Looked Golden Age, by the signatures. Human. A small station. No prior records. We - | ||
I suppose we should have disclosed it to the Tower, but we didn't. I didn't. That was my call. We wanted it for ourselves, whatever it was. For the Fleet. If we'd told the Tower, maybe they might have sent a Guardian not of our making instead...Doesn't matter now, does it, little one? | I suppose we should have disclosed it to the [[Tower]], but we didn't. I didn't. That was my call. We wanted it for ourselves, whatever it was. For the Fleet. If we'd told the Tower, maybe they might have sent a Guardian not of our making instead...Doesn't matter now, does it, little one? | ||
If I ramble it's because I haven't slept in seven days. | If I ramble it's because I haven't slept in seven days. | ||
Seven point five days ago; that was when the Sophia dropped into the Belt. They saw us at once. We dropped and the alarms went off and that was the end, that was the end right then, but they let us go on for another seven-point-five days, didn't they? The alarms. Hostile scan detected. An Awoken ship had us in its sights, just a couple hundred kilometers away. Like it had been waiting for us. It could have wiped us out of space right then but instead it crippled our engines and our comms and then for days it played with us, like a cat, we limped half-way round the Belt and it was always there... | Seven point five days ago; that was when the Sophia dropped into the Belt. They saw us at once. We dropped and the alarms went off and that was the end, that was the end right then, but they let us go on for another seven-point-five days, didn't they? The alarms. Hostile scan detected. An [[Awoken]] ship had us in its sights, just a couple hundred kilometers away. Like it had been waiting for us. It could have wiped us out of space right then but instead it crippled our engines and our comms and then for days it played with us, like a cat, we limped half-way round the Belt and it was always there... | ||
We abandoned the Sophia one-point-five days ago. We jumped ship for A-113. | We abandoned the Sophia one-point-five days ago. We jumped ship for A-113. | ||
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''Hope will be born from the collective triumphs of the king in us all.'' | ''Hope will be born from the collective triumphs of the king in us all.'' | ||
The New Monarchy rose from the ashes of the Faction Wars with a simple, inclusive guiding tenet: "Together we will rise." | The [[New Monarchy]] rose from the ashes of the Faction Wars with a simple, inclusive guiding tenet: "Together we will rise." | ||
Leery of the fragile state of the City's politics, the New Monarchy maintains a watchful eye on the Speaker, the Consensus, and the Vanguard, seeking the leadership that will properly reign over the City and return our civilization to its Golden Age splendor. If that leadership cannot be found, then it must be created. | Leery of the fragile state of the City's politics, the New Monarchy maintains a watchful eye on the Speaker, the Consensus, and the [[Vanguard]], seeking the leadership that will properly reign over the City and return our civilization to its Golden Age splendor. If that leadership cannot be found, then it must be created. | ||
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