The Asgard

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[color=#000000][font=Tahoma]The Asgard.

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[font=System]Omega 56, 810 A.S.

Kress cast his eye over the ship that floated below him. it was a fine ship, a bullhead class cruiser, one of the best ships ever made in the omicrons. it was just over 300meters in length, the biggest ship he'd ever seen in space. bigger then the huge trains operated by some of the corpirations in liberty and rheinland, bigger then a fair amount of space stations, bigger then some public buildings on planet denver.


"'s looks amazing" he whispered to himself as light reflected off the bullhead's newly created hull.

"if only it acted that way in combat...." the person tasked with showing him the ship muttered.

"how can something this size lose?" Kress asked in amazement.

"the corsairs have some ships that can eat one of these up in a matter of minutes." the man replied.

"really? that cant be possible....." kress replied.

"lets hope you dont need to learn the hard way." the man said as he walked away from the veiwing area.

As their observation ship flitted around the massive bullhead, kress took in the sight again.\

"i still think it's a damn good ship" he said softly to himself as he walked to the lavatory.

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