Of Aliens and Possession...

[Kane]

"Well... sort of. Our attempts havn't been very, ahh... successful." DarkStar gave a grimace. "Fortunetly, none of our members died, but the Nomads don't seem to want to talk much. Hopefully this will allow us at at least chat without them trying to blow our ship out of the sky."

He glanced at Virus. "I'm sorry... I should probobly explain what i'm talking about. The Cambridge Research Institute had given out a Ban on Nomad transport, save for those equiped with their specialised containers. You know this, but what came up was that the CRI have put a stageing ground at Yaren Base for these Nomad Containment Units. I plan on docking there, at least for a short while, and rigging a few of the NCUs to have the reverse effect. Those ships will suddenly have a major Nomad problem on their hands, meaning they'll either be possessed or destroyed. Either way, the Nomads are happy and they might even talk to us... assuming that they beleive I was the one who rigged the NCUs."
"At any rate, we'll be on and off in a short ammount of time, and then on to our rendevus." DarkStar smiled. "If you want anything, let me know. For starters, I can give you one, or two if you like, of our blasters." He beckoned Virus to follow again.

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