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You sure you wanna do this?

I do not have much of a choice, right?

Unless I want the rest of my life to look like scum.

Probably not.

Jekel, may I ask you a question about these looters Wake?

Your hatred of him is enough to compulsive depths.

And this woman, Emerson.

Strange that no one has ever mentioned. Not even du

It haunts me. You and Wake.

Let's just say:
If one thing is certain in this universe,

Then there is the fact that we all ...

always encounter our enemies.

In fact.

I'm just trying for them to understand the true reason for your disdain.

Love, perhaps?

That's it, is not it? I should have known.

's You ..

jealous Breathtaker?

Pleasure is the ultimate ruin.

A sick, pathetic weakness.

It is a weapon that I perform masterfully.

There is no man I can not kill with the promise of a kiss.

You ...

- You're jealous. - Possibly.

Olos, I have reached the first node.

The Rays have probably hardened in the lower grille area.

After a few cuts the rest should fall apart.

All right, and then what?

The hard part.

You have to seal the cooling tank and start the new damper.

And if I do not manage?

Then the ship will explode.

Sure, of course.

Hey.

May I join you?

How do you deal with, wake?

I mean, I know ...

This is our thing, our style, but ...

How do you manage to keep your emotions under control in combat?

How do you repress all the terrible things

you have seen or even done?

- I have not done so many bad things. - I know. I know that.

I can not shake the sadness sometimes.

I really try, but it just does not work.

Stop it, to try it.

Our only mission out here is to survive,

To protect ship and crew.

Is that enough?

You sound like Emerson. Yes, that's enough.

For the time being.

It's like something tugging inside me.

I want to rip out what it is, and throw it away.

You've always been strong. Note only the rules at any time:

Supporting a faster gun, your enemy is ahead,

stand about the universe and ...

Scour the universe. I know that.

I know that.

That's all well and good, but ...

- Do you want more? ' - No. No.

No, I like my life on the very Revelator.

I like my life insane.

I practically grew up here, you're my everything.

It is only because of Twelve. Why ...

Why did I fall in love with someone so ...

- Death is Vulnerable? - Yes.

He is unique.

Even in space love sucks.

- Yes, sort of. - Yes.

But you should try anyway. It is lonely here quickly.

Wait a minute ... You and Emerson?

Well, Emerson hates me, so we have a permanent bond.

I need you in the infirmary. My crew will be fit for Data Ocean.

- When you build a new twelve? - Thirteen.

It will be clone number thirteen.

Right.

Disgusting.

Well, since his emotional and visual image

permanently connected to its personality core

matures you a new body package in case of loss of a lifeline.

- That was a little too technical. - That was nothing.

All his original memories and knowledge cells

be passed to the Nachfolgeklon.

Approximation personality, nothing is lost except for a genetic defect.

It is fairly mature. For a guy he is complex.

How long?

As soon as I can hydrate your brain.

You should Thirteen have to atmospheric entry.

This is not good.

- Wake, we need you on the bridge! - You do not say.

Emerson?

Have you found the second peak?

I could cut off a. Go to the next section.

The system values fall. You have the second hole seal.

Yes, only the movement is restricted here.

Just do it.

I see the second peak.

She penetrated pretty deep.

I should be able to cut away most of the damage,

but the restart of the damper is difficult.

Engines in the critical region.

Jekel wants to see us in surgery. Overkill, please be courteous.

Breathtaker warned me that he sucks on it.

Do you know what I think Mercenary Girl?

The gutter should plunder the universe,

instead of wasting space with relic hunting.

We should be bad-tempered.

I'm hungry war. I say it enough.

This is Jekels ship overkill. He is serious and rarely wrong.

So tear yourself together and even you.

I'm going.

For the time being.

Well, come now into surgery.

I'm stuck.

It's no use. I can ...

I'm not zoom.

You have no choice. The pulse jet engines are in the critical range.

I'm with you.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

- Emerson ... - Pulse drive in the critical region.

Listen. We are atomized into space if you do not start off the new damper.

- This is nothing. - Emerson?

Stretch yourself.

Come on!

I got it!

The system stabilizes.

You did it.

The coolant damper restart.

The air supply stabilizes.

Pack together and come out of there.

Are you going to yell at me because I have unnecessarily risked my life?

Not me. You saved my butt.

Is not that your job?

No, her. In it she is the best.

I leave that to you. In addition, I make the important decisions.

Beautifully said.

And now, whither?

The Savo system.

Data Ocean.

I want to find out what this chaos generator is capable of.

Well done, Jekel. Most do not survive this procedure.

Or they are mad.

I got the rare gift of a determination.

Clarify for us.

I'm going.

I had an epiphany, a moment of enlightenment.

I've searched this subject.

This chaos generator.

In any system.

I heard the whisper,

I announced the existence of such a device.

An alien construction,

which contains the entire knowledge of the universe.

- Impossible. - I thought at first also.

Do you hear the stories often enough, the truth revealed.

Legends become reality.

Emerson and wake time were with me.

We jumped ... in an area.

We ransacked entire planet.

I was not about water, food or technology that we salvaged.

I wanted information.

Any information that leads me to the generator.

I let devastate entire planets ...

only for a spark, a tiny hint

a clue to my search. And then ...

Then they are gone.

They left me in the lurch.

You stole my ship.

Why?

Because of a little girl.

It all happened on Prime 7426th

I remember Prime. A horrible planet.

We have looted a colony deep in space.

Jekel just wanted to bump the last survivor.

A little girl. Wake freaked out.

He saved the girl and left us on the planet.

Emerson has gone with him.

You're looking for this thing, as long as you can remember.

And you've still not found it.

Do not you think you should let it go?

Make sure you question me again, looters,

I will shred you.

Do you understand?

Now I want to hear that my ship was repaired

while Breathtaker has plagued me so caring.

Yes, Jekel. All necessary repairs have been done.

At your command we can monitor the Revelator and her crew.

So ...

Well then ... we'll grab us.

One more question. What has become of the girl?

Presumably Wake ...

they exposed on any planet.

Doc?

Yes, I'm here. What is it?

We finish our jump. Emerson and I go to the surface.

We bring the chaos generator to Data Ocean.

If that's the plan.

I'll stay on the ship and take care of the repairs.

Good. Olos want to do with the Revelator also a few tests.

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