Scavengers Page #2

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Wake, do not waste your breath.

- They give you a part. - Yes, but ...

Get me out of here.

She's gone? The Revelator is just gone.

Why am I not surprised?

Jekel, your energy signature is back.

I am receiving a weak signal. It has probably survived the explosion.

This is good.

Maybe it's time for some ship-to-ship diplomacy.

Wake?

Put that to wake through, he needs to hear.

Wake, I know you're out there.

You can hear me, wake.

Even in space, I can smell you.

Looters your rancid breath.

Jekel, Diplomacy.

Give me what I want.

Give me the chaos generator,

or I divide this part of the universe, ready to move just about you.

You have given the thing a name?

Then it must be really important, yes.

I'm glad that I'm taking away it to you.

You impudent ...

Is this miserable ...

Verrterweib still with you?

Emerson?

Are you there?

If you're traveling with me

you would have found pleasure in the noble things of the universe, Emerson.

But I let you go.

And you decide for Wake?

I think that was your biggest mistake, Emerson.

- Twelve, what's your status? - I'm almost there.

- Mallory, are you okay? - Yes. Except you no one calls me that.

- How? - Mallory.

Wrong. Wake up calls Mallory.

Olos also, it's a beautiful name. Why do you call yourself just "Doc"?

It's complicated.

No matter what is going on on the ship? What's our status?

Nobody tells me what, until all are full of blood,

or something explodes or apart? IEGT.

Rescue mission. Wake is out there in space.

Again? So that was the plan.

No wonder ...

- Twelve, you need the airlock - Right.

- You are right. - Twelve ...

Go. Go on.

Ideas?

We could calculate random interference pattern,

to sense the position of the reaction Revelator

and they nailed.

Surface fire into the cloud.

This could indeed destroy the Revelator, but it forces them out of hiding.

You can sound the death so tempting Breathtaker.

Therefore, the space is so problematic.

Better a melee after the atmospheric entry.

Come on, overkill.

Space is the last hunting area.

Whole planet to depopulate ...

is simply too intimate, too bloody.

Gives me a battle plan, a configuration.

Maximum scattering, only liquid metal laser.

Remember:

We want to wound only.

I have recorded Wake. I shoot now.

She comes Wake.

Good ... Good work, Twelve. Bring him in, it is getting tight.

Good shot.

That was close. 've Already breathed spit.

Good shot, Twelve. Emerson, you're on the bridge?

Stupid question. Jekel prepares an attack, I can feel it.

Olos to configure for immediate departure a jump protocol.

- Already done. - She's good.

- Please say that Doc is waiting for me. - Do it.

How do you escape each time just so close to death?

Apparently, just as nearly enough. And I have the best crew of space.

- In the infirmary. - Okay.

You are mauled.

Space Salvage is a brutal job. How is my leg?

It healed. I could set up your muscle, thigh, and connective tissue.

Thank you.

What's this?

I'm not sure. I just know that the core values beyond the scale

Jekel and that it really wants.

- This does not bode well. - No.

He called it somehow ...

The "chaos generator".

Guns loaded. The cloud is already targeted.

I'm tired of this little game.

We destroy the Revelator easy.

- Do you mean not "cripple"? - No, I changed my mind.

Tears it to pieces.

Wake and his whole crew.

The clouds should last long enough for entering the flight coordinates.

- The Gutter shoots with liquid lasers. - What?

The Rays solidify on impact

and cause major internal damage.

Zartaliois technology. Jekel this would certainly have killed his family.

What has before Emerson? This keeps the Revelator not.

Infirmary, prepare to jump protocol!

Ward secured.

Energy output. The Revelator want to jump.

Fires everything we have in the cloud.

That's a lot.

- Under fire. - Start the engine.

Primary clutches failed.

Minimal damage to cover two and three.

I have a faint pattern of persecution for the Revelator.

Withstands the Gutter deep plunge?

- The machines are stable. - I could jump protocol crack.

- I'll bring us get close. - How close?

- With few space sectors. - This is risky.

I want the chaos generator.

Yes.

He is the ultimate answer.

Wake.

I ... I can not imagine anyone else in the entire universe,

I would rather hunt down and pulverize.

I'll get you.

I will find you.

Chaos generator or not.

I'm your severed head

see float by on my ship.

That's it? Does not look spectacular.

Rather primitive.

It's easy.

Doc, but bring it into the office and get the opinion of a Olos and twelve.

I could do, but I have in the lab to do more important things here.

I take this thing and go into the center.

Very good, Doctor. Keep me in the loop.

Every time you go out into space,

to salvage something ... you die while almost.

I should just shoot you,

here and now, and spare me the grief.

You can not do that. I am in control here.

Seriously?

Yes, seriously.

Someone that will want to have back.

According to the latest scans of the battle terillianischen

there were no survivors on both sides.

What a waste.

Is not it funny that the Terillianer civil war lead to?

You're a breed of researchers.

"We build weapons, but they do not use" is their creed.

Wake said that the area he has studied,

belonged to a damaged ship weapons technology.

Weapons technology?

What if they have been fighting?

Jekel must have known that it is because he is extra jump there.

What exactly is this thing, guys?

I wonder ob ..

What ... Is this really happening?

Hideous.

Wake, you should probably come from better immediately.

What has happened here?

- Where's Twelve? - You're standing in it.

- He has touched this thing. - What?

- It has killed him. - The thing is harmless.

- Tell him that - I've worn it yet. Looks.

- No! - What?

Strange.

Why are not you dead?

Kills the thing people indiscriminately? Emerson, it touch it.

Certainly not.

It taps into the power cores of the ship.

There is something else ...

- It scans our system. - Exactly.

It performs protocol testing of all systems.

- All systems? We chase it up. - No, no.

You will probably not believe this,

but your little generator has detected a problem.

What? Where?

Apparently we have a leak in the engine bays.

The liquid laser Gutter

have punctured the coolant reserves and shock absorbers.

What?

- We all bleed out. - So no atmosphere entry.

The heat would cut through our shell.

Great, another certain death.

Drive bays. That is ...

Someone needs to go down there and start the new damper.

And who?

- I. - No.

I know the bays best. I go.

Now I do not play the hero. Go on.

You'd never fit through anyway.

Whatever we do, we should do it more quickly.

Twelve is dead

I will ... I ...

Olos, make clean here.

What? Come on.

Emerson, go down. We meet on the bridge.

- Will you talk to her? - I guess I must.

This is gonna hurt.

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