End of the beginning; The new Saga

[Altejago]

As the dreadnought made it through the jumphole to Oita, Moka looked on through teary eyes. Another night of broken sleep, tortured by dreams of the one he loved. Betrayal like this is unfathomable and to find something new everyday that brought the pain back into the fold was starting to be unbearable.

"Hank, how long till Galileo?" Moka asked his leading hand.

"Not long, my Lord. Maybe an hours travel and we'll be seeing familiar space. Those Hellfire assets have gone well off LRS."

Moka looked out a porthole, dreaming of happier times. If anything, at least he still had the loyalty of those that saw through the lies and bullcrap that Thing had lead them all to believe.

Hank called out; "Should I contact the Junkers?" Moka's face contorted a little, and a scowl dominated his expression.

"Yes, but not the Congress. They are a liability now, I would like to see if reconciliation with the Marauders is possible." Moka explained.

The Disaster was well engaged on her cruise towards the Galileo system as various Interspace assets pestered the looming hulk as it passed through their space.

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