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Re: Onslaught: The Flight

A cargo hauler with its name narly visible with age, just making out the bname angel across its hull. HAnging behind the rest of the ships Geth'lath sits within the pilots seat with a grin of excitment.

"Time to bare our fangs id say, Sat power up im coming down"
Without another word rushes out of the ****pit faster than raging horses, quickly gtrabbing a hang flgith suit as he passes.

Within the hold of the Angel GAeth'lath pressing at a few butotn on a badle damnaged control, the doors creaks open and stop half way. Stairing at it dumfounded kicks it as lurches forward again. Within this aprt of the hold various large wepaons seme to litter the floor, modified to be held by monsterous looking size ahnds.
"Your late"
A low pithceds voice came from the darkly light corner, Gath'lath
grinning a litlle
"Some doors jammed on my way here"

Outside one hatches of the angel opens up into space, floating out at gnetle grace comes a large humoinad figure easily ther size of a small ship if not a little more. Sitting within the ****pit, his ahnds shakily gripping the round twiable controls, not out fear but excistment. These where only times life only seemed to eman anyhting now.
"Quite an imprissiive collection of ships lets move between them to bring us the the front line shall be"
Jerking forward the Titamium Angel crystal powered drive flares alive, bobbing between ships ans fighters with suprising ease and agilitry
"Dim the ligths and go to low wpoer mode now all we have to do is wait for the enemy"
Geth'lath now looking into folds of space, fiddling with his helmet he never did find it comftable to wear, the titamium angel hovering moitnless bewtween an assortment of other ships. The lgiths dying to nothing, only surging lines of energy illumiating the cramp ****pit
"Wont be long now I hope"
A low pitched gnetle vocie comes from all directions, Gethg'lath mearly shrugging.

oc- only a quick post sicne im heading off to work now.
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