???: <I'm going to give you a warning. two actually because I think you fools are entertaining.>
-it points a finger out in what seems to be a random direction in space-
<From that direction, a federation advance fleet is approaching. Their orders are to destroy this ship. The remaining engines should provide enough thrust to get you away assuming the life support holds out.>
<The second is that if we encounter each other again I'm going to butcher you like I did the crew on this ship.>
Six: The guy outside just left, and he is not friendly. He plans to encounter us again, and kill us all.
There's also an advance fleet from the local heroes headed this way with orders to destroy this ship. Looks like we're going to need to run, now.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."—Unzips a pouch with several pieces of tied up parchment: talismans.—
@Six: My people harnessed the power to cast Miracles, something akin to your ideas of magic. One of the most basic was a Miracle called Force. Think of it as a strong burst of wind in a single direction. If we all aim it and cast it at the same place and same time, it can work combine to forces as strong as hurricanes. Those of you who have control of your suits can help us along the edges if something comes in between us, while we ride the momentum of the Force miracle.
There is one catch. Whoever is casting the Miracle must have a strong faith in something. It could be anything at all, but you must believe in something you believe beyond you. Love, A celestial body, your object of worship, whatever it be. But it must be something you would dedicate your very soul to believing in. Otherwise, the Miracle will not be as powerful as it could be.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Omar: Okay, good. Just help us out with our foolish plan, and you will go home to see your families safe and sound.
-Meanwhile, left on board the Serenity, (assuming Turax brought along that weird lady's staff)-
-Ling does a mock-yawn as she continues to fiddle with the datapad-
-Too bad nobody knows about her, considering they're talking about magical potential...
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edited 5th Nov '16 2:46:23 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)—After hearing Six and Longarm, Artorias stores the talismans back inside the pouch for later—
@Six: As you wish. Perhaps it would be a pointless attempt anyway. After all, you and I don't know if Miracles operate for me like they do you. Though, the thought of you throwing lightning bolts does intrigue me. Something to think about after this mission.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Six: Well, looks like our only option's to gun the engines and head for Zeon.
-to Eurybe- We've made a powerful enemy, and there's an entire fleet headed our way that will kill us if we don't leave.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Six: ...
Fuck.
-immediately begins vectoring back towards the ship-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."