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"What the heck is.... Osik get us out of...." Nothing but static. Mig sighed. 15 freighters, 3 arms freighter, and 4 escorts. Only a smattering of wreckage so far was found by recon vessels, and a stealth frigate would check the region, near the EOLT border. This... this made things complicated...
Mig sat in his family’s home/ship in New Dawn, taking a slow breath while he rocked one of his sons. He’d been looking at newsfeeds that day, and honestly worried quite a bit. He looked at little Souma before laying him back in his bed before he walked out to look at the town. Seemed like he...
Mig sat there, focusing on glass of water in front of him. He eyed it, trying to focus, but... nothing. It just sat there. Still water. Mig groaned, about ready to just throw the cup away before an incredibly thin, scaly arm laid on his shoulder. "You're just as stubborn as your father. You...