The birth of a Titan

[Leo]

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Dante eyed the Darkhorse sitting in the nearby drydock undergoing the work.

"Quite. The crew was thankful for the downtime, but now they're starting to get 'ants-in-their-pants'. Seems they want to get back out there. Not intending to rush or anything."

Dante grew quiet, admiring the work of the Phoenix crews.

"Not sure if you heard but, apparently our wayward Director returned from the aether. Seems he's on a warpath to getting things back in motion for our various research projects, grants, etc. Your people might here from him in time for assistance on other interesting research projects--figured I should let you know ahead of time so you wouldn't be blindsided by Dr. Montgomery's...interesting demeanor of late."

The two stood in silence for a few seconds before Dante turned to the engineer again.

"I've requested the use of one of your guest conference rooms as well. I'd like to brief my command staff on our upcoming mission into the Deep Omegas. Thank you for all you're doing for our teams and please advise on the invoice so I can forward it onto our bean counters at Ikarus in Tau-23."

He smiled a weak smile at the mention of the bean counters. Dante knew that this particular venture for the Darkhorse wouldn't be cheap, but the addition of a drop bay for the ship would go a long way into making the modified Cruiser into a ship of science rather than war.

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You fear oblivion. Yet you forget. The universe remembers every atom of your being. Even dust hums your name in the dark.
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