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[comm-log-james-rascal]

Celestial era 296 may 25th

Comm log transcription from private James rascal to tower aboard covert R&D satellite delta.

P. Rascal: Asteroid tower, this is dante unit 46, two miles out coming from the main gate, inbound for the hangar.

Tower: Dante 46 this is tower, please reroute. I’ve got a blip on my radar I need you to check out in sector 7.

P. Rascal: Roger. That’s pretty far out though. No visuals on camera?

Tower: negative. Asteroids blocking the object. Metallic response and a heat signature.

P. Rascal: A ship? Out here? I’m on it.

Tower: Roger. Over and out.

P. Rascal: ooookay. So it’s over here somewhere.

P. Rascal: oh no… okay Rascal, don’t panic. It’s just a heavily armed ship hiding among the asteroid belt that wasn’t there yesterday. Just back off with minimal jets and they shouldn’t notice-

[laser cannon fire]

P. Rascal: THEY NOTICED ME!!!

P. Rascal: TOWER THIS IS DANTE 46 IVE GOT CONTACT IN SECTOR SEVEN. UNKNOWN HOSTILES HAVE OPENED FIRE!

Tower: Dante 46 this is tower. Do not engage. Return to hangar for rearmament.

P. Rascal: Way ahead of you tower.

[engines roar]

P. Rascal: I’m making my approach through sector six to maintain cover until I get out of range.

Tower: Roger Dante 46. Be safe.

……..

Tower: Dante 46 be advised we’ve got a heat signature leaving the ship at high velocity towards you.

P. Rascal: Missile?

Tower: negative. Too big and it’s weaving the asteroids. It’s a mech. Model is unregistered and moving at 1.2 times your speed. You need to increase thrust!

P. Rascal: negative tower I’m already at maximum speed for this unit!

Tower: copy that… I’m sorry.

[engines roar]

P. Rascal: what the hell!!? Did it just pass me?!!

Tower: what?!! Roger that Dante 46 unknown mech has passed you. Do you have a visual?!!

P. Rascal: Affirmative. This guy painted it teal! It looks like a suped up Heracles model!

Tower: alright, return to hangar for rearmament. I’m gonna have private Taylor lay down some cover fire.

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Celestial era 296 may 25th

Comm log transcription of conversation between private James Rascal, and private Milton Taylor.

James: Why are we out here?

Milton: Uh... Guard duty?

James: Yeah I read the schedule, but why are we HERE?

Milton: Oh! Well that's a question that has plagued man since the rising ape met the falling-

James: No you piece of shit psychology major!

Milton: Philosophy...

James: I mean why are we HERE, standing guard OUTSIDE of a top secret military research colony, disguised as an asteroid, in multi-million dollar mech suits, that stand out like a sore thumb?!!

Milton: Be- because... guard duty?

James: I fucking hate this posting...

Milton:...

James:...

James: I'm gonna go ask the captain...

[thrusters roar into the distance]

Milton:…

Milton: Oooooooh I see the problem.