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Planet Terminus
Set Corp Facility Seven
Hugo Ion stood behind the southern ramparts of the metal clad installation. Next to him was Lapoa his ape like bodyguard. They looked out at the cloud filled sky for a few minutes in silence, before the commander’s guardian finally confessed with a grunt. “I hate waiting.”
“That is hardly a surprise for me.” Ion replied back, obviously used to such grumblings. Nit satisfied with the respond Lapoa persisted. “When are the damn pirates coming again?”
Checking his holowatch on the left wrist as they walked side by side Hugo sighed. “Between now and thirty minutes. Be patient my old friend.” The great armored ape nodded and looked out outside.
“Hope these corporate types you talk with keep their word.”
Turning to Lapoa, the Duros looked up at him in the eyes and said.
“Trust me they will. If not I’ll let ya eat their boss. The hairy giant raised an eyebrow in confusion.
“I’m a vegetarian.”
“But they don’t know that.” Ion remarked with amusement, imaging the overseer wetting himself in front of a furious Lapoa. The latter let out a snort at the comment. Deciding to lay off the jokes for now Hugo got on the comms to his two other teams who were hidden outside the facility from the west and north.
“Tyler, Mig status report now.”
@Faster Than Light @Cazar