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His stride was quick and long, taking him to the end of the corridore in a matter of seconds. He didn't run or make himself looked panicked as he made his way to the bridge.

"You're late number one." the captain said as he stepped into the large circuler room. He walked down the slope, his smart shoes tapping on the floor and a small smirk on his pale face.
"Guess it would be bad to say fashionably." he sat in the seat to the right of the captain, who raised an eyebrow to him.
"Indeed."
"So, what's so important that I had to come up from the hallow decks when you said I could take the day off?"

The captain sighed as the rebel commander leaned back in his seat and crossed his legs casualy.
"The problem, is the terminators. They're in the nuetral zone, and are not hailing frequancies."
The man smirked and looked up at the captain with bright blue eyes.
"And you want me to take a party down there and see what they're doing?"
"Number one, I want you to go down and command the dream catchers pods that we will deploy."
"So you're sending me in on my own?"
"Nothing you can't handle right number one?"
The man smirked again.
"I can handle anything."
"Right, then make it so number one."

And with that the commander stood up, looked around at everyone and left back down the corridore.
This mission would be a peice of clopnar cake.

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His stride was quick and long, taking him to the end of the corridore in a matter of seconds. He didn't run or make himself looked panicked as he made his way to the bridge.

"You're late number one." the captain said as he stepped into the large circuler room. He walked down the slope, his smart shoes tapping on the floor and a small smirk on his pale face.
"Guess it would be bad to say fashionably." he sat in the seat to the right of the captain, who raised an eyebrow to him.
"Indeed."
"So, what's so important that I had to come up from the hallow decks when you said I could take the day off?"

The captain sighed as the rebel commander leaned back in his seat and crossed his legs casualy.
"The problem, is the terminators. They're in the nuetral zone, and are not hailing frequancies."
The man smirked and looked up at the captain with bright blue eyes.
"And you want me to take a party down there and see what they're doing?"
"Number one, I want you to go down and command the dream catchers pods that we will deploy."
"So you're sending me in on my own?"
"Nothing you can't handle right number one?"
The man smirked again.
"I can handle anything."
"Right, then make it so number one."

And with that the commander stood up, looked around at everyone and left back down the corridore.
This mission would be a peice of clopnar cake.