Valhalla Rising

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***Freeport 11***

Jessica and John stood in the Biodome of Freeport 11. The zoners had generously agreed to allow them to stay, for the time being as long as they caused no trouble. Currently the only ship the Navy had sent was the Utah, however it would appear the mission at this time was not to force them home to a prison cell.

Apparently they simply wish for any intel on the nomads and the Tundra, and to be sure the ThunderBay wasn't infested as well.

"Do you trust this "Wolfe" lady?" John asked

"Not really, she has a hidden motive... but she seems honourable" Jessica leaned back against a tree "Besides, if they were going to do anything, they would have.. unless they are waiting for backup"

"Hmm yeah, maybe we should move off?"

"Yes, once we get supplies we'll move off and begin our work against the Nomads, and hopefully hear back from the Order soon enough."

"We've shut down most of the ship to conserve power, moved the crew to the interior sections... though we are pretty undermanned right now"

"I know... but it could have been worst... least we have a crew"

She looked up, to the ThunderBay moored above...



Her private comm unit chirped "Jess we've got a corsair dreadnought coming in fast"
"Be right there" they rushed to the airlock and headed back to the ship to deal with this new visitor.

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I’ll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it’s flag that I love
And a flag that I trust