The Borei

[Leo]

Day 5

The first initial sighting of these things was in Tau-37, that is where I would start, from the top down. Where they came from, I don't know. It was possible they were these "Nomads" I'd heard whispers of for 18 years, but I hadn't heard anything about them being that fast, nor had any of the IMG restricted the knowldge of Nomads over the years, after all, we had encountered several Nomads on occasion and they were open to the knowledge.

The IMG were hiding something in the Tau's that they didn't want ANYONE else to know about. SOMETHING was up here, and it was my goal to find out exactly what it was. I began my patrol at the Tau-23 jumphole and flew towards Falkland. I landed there, resupplied and began my trip up towards the north ice field. As soon as I did, something popped up on scanners, then immediately vanished. I leaned in close to my console and inspected it.

"You're pretty brave, IMG for being this far north. Mind telling me what you're doing so close to our home?" said a hispanic voice. I swore under my breath. Outcasts.

"I'm looking for some information."

"I hope it's not on Alpha, senor, you know how we dislike your people. Tell you what, I'm feeling nice today. How about you turn around, and head back to Tau-23 and I'll let you limp back with one engine."

"Just hear me out, please...if you're feeling nice..."

The Outcast was quiet for a second, then he answered.

"Ok, senor, you seem despirate enough, ask what you wish, as long as it doesn't pertain to Alpha."

"Do you patrol these areas often?"

"Aye, I do senor. Why do you ask?"

"Have you seen anything...strange?"

"Strange senor? What do you mean?"

"Alien ships."

The Outcast grew quiet suddenly.

"Like the spirits?"

"Not the Nomads...something else...a dark grey ship...fast, very fast. Shoots dark green energy lances while moving at a quick rate of speed. Spits gibberish into the comms, it's own language."

The Outcast didn't answer for a second.

"Once, senor, there was a patrol out here that said they saw something just like that. It rushed their gunboat and killed it in one hit with green weapons fire, they retreated back to Alpha after that. The council attributed it to the fact it was killed by one of your people, and they were overdosed on Cardamine."

Karl thought to himself. That made sense.

"Anything else?"

"Just the rumors of a Jumphole unphase aligned up a few hundred clicks. That's it...now, get out of here before I change my mind, you got your answers."

"Alright, I'm going, I'm going."

An unphase aligned Jumphole?...Karl would be back tomorrow, and he would find this mysterious jumphole...it might be the answer he was looking for...

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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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