Even the Gods worship Ananke; P1

[n00bl3t]

Shielded from detection, in the ice fields of Omicron Kappa, a Jinkusu opened it's doors for a lone Eagle.


Sebastien Coen walked upon the bridge and sat in the captain's chair. He sat there knowing that The Faceless would have him assassinated if he went back, and that his story would never be told. That after a few months, all he had done would be forgotten and he would have no presence in Sirius.


"I'm guessing our battlegroup will not respond to our hails?" Coen asked slowly, already knowing the answer.


"It's only been a few hours. News of the infection has not spread yet." His reasoning was solid. The Faceless would only put idea through The Omicroners in a few days time, otherwise it would be suspicious. For now, he remained missing only - as well as a head with a target on it.


"Move the Ananke to Omicron Delta, but keep us out of sight. Use whatever transports we have in our bay. We will need to take on more arms and service parts. Everything that is unessential for combat, combat-related research or keeping us alive goes." Coen had the outline of a plan for going rogue and surviving, but it wasn't fully fleshed out. He would need to adapt on the fly.


A lot of thoughts swirled in Coen's head, but the main one was that of maintaining the Jinkusu. Food from the biodomes could easily sustain the crew, and water could be recycled and purified, but keeping the combat capability of the vessel over several months, as well as keeping the fighters and transports in flyable shape would prove to be the challenge. Sending the same transports to the same station would lead to giving away the Ananke's position and leading to destruction.


For now though, he desperately needed supplies - and friends.


Over the next few hours the Ananke would gather all the supplies it could from Freeport 11 to become as self-sufficient as it could possibly hope to be. The juggernaut would fly far into and past the asteroid fields and cloud nebulas to a place only visited once before by humans and now forgotten. Lonegate would shelter Ananke when she needed it most.


Part 2

---

Anything I say is not intended as offensive, and to try and deliberately misinterpret it as such would be an attempt at trolling via misrepresentation.

It's not a conspiracy, it's localised bias. They're not intelligent enough to form a conspiracy.