Where there's a will...

[Jihadjoe]

Some hours later, Leon's Lynx arrived in Tau 23. He slowed the ship to a stop and checked the readings. Gallic patrols in the area had been frequent and the readings were muddled.

"Might be too late..."

He made some adjustments and did a wide sweep of the sector, wondering what the hell the Normandie was doing this far from civilisation. This region of Tau 23 wasn't a combat zone, or hadn't been since the initial invasion, so what was she doing out here? Leon pushed the vague confusion to the back of his mind and focused on the task at hand. The trail would be faint, but it should still be there.

"Got to be here somewhere, Leon."

Suddenly his scanner lit up, just as he'd thought. The low levels of traffic through the area had left the trail almost undisturbed, traces of promethene exhaust lighting up a clear path.

"Follow the yellow brick road, and damn the lions and tigers and bears" He muttered to himself as he engaged his cruise engines and sped off, letting his autopilot follow the meandering trail through the rocks.

He smiled slightly, awake for the first time in days, feeling that little twinge of excitement that comes with the unknown.

"Not long now, Alice..."

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