GNN Emergency Update

[Kane]

Deep within the recesses of space, a lone Osiris class vessel sat silent and immobile. It's black paint making it invisible to prying eyes, in more ways then one. One the silenced bridge, a lone figure sat in the command chair. A holographic panel glowed and illuminated the figure with an eerie green and blue glow.

The news report of the wayward Doctor Artifice scrolled across it, the white text casting strange shadows on the command deck. A slow smile split the face of the man hunched over the screen. No happy smile was this, no joyful or kind grin, but an evil and quite sadistic looking leer.

" 'The Devil himself' eh? Seems my reputation is beginning to slip. Might have to do something about that..." The figured waved the news cast away and pulled up another screen. On it abstract lines, dots, and notes continually grew on a map of the Sirius sector. In the corner, a demonic looking entity made of crystal sat and drew the lines with his enlongated fingers.

"Well, Crystal?"

The imp looked up at its master. "Almost got him. Just have to triangulate these sensor 'ghosts' and reports, aaaaaaaand..."

The lines intersected at one point and a blinking dot appeared at the intersection.

"Gochya!" The crystal demon gave a big smile and looked over his handy work. "That's the last known position. Only so many places a station can hide, and given his last movements, I promise that the Ska Ralla will be there with a 95% chance of certainty."

The smile never left DarkStars face as the AI trapped his prey. "Good work, Oni. Now, let's pay our little Doctor a visit, shall we?"

With that, the lights snapped on and the ship's massive generators begain to warm. Crew rolled out of bunks, marines checked weapons and armor again, techs watched raising power levels and status boards, and the Oblivion came to life once more.

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Broadband Message
Target ID: Ska Ralla
Comm ID: Flagship Oblivion

Einige sprechen von Ihnen als ein Daemon...

Einige von uns wissen anders...

Das Oculus Infernum hat sich ge?ffnet, und keine entgehen seinem Anblick.

Erwarten Sie, einen dunklen Stern in Ihrer Zukunft zu sehen.

*TRANSLATION*
Some think of you as a demon...

Some of us know better...

The Oculus Infernum has opened, and none escape its sight.

Expect to see a dark star in your future.
*/TRANSLATION*

Message ends

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