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The Zea of Worlds

DSS Audie Murphy

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Lee listened to the changeling in passing as he began to move towards the door. <You may refer to me as Specialist Lee, or simply Lee for short.> The truth was that he didn't remember his birth name- the mind wipes had taken that from him, and for many years the only name he had was a number. The name "Lee" was simply an alias that he had used on undercover missions on Earth, but it was the closest he had to a proper name, so he stuck with it.

As he moved near the door, he turned around one last time, looking at the crewman on the ground. <I see...again, I give you my thanks. If not for your help, he would surely be dead.> And with that, he moved through the door, heading towards the vehicle bay.

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Carver regarded the man before him, listening as he spoke. This "Captain Cloak", despite his primitive equipment, was apparently a survivor from one of the other ship crashes. As the man finished speaking, he began. "It's good to talk to someone in English. I tried to communicate with the locals, but I've never heard their language before. Anyways, my name is Sergeant Carver, and I'm the leader of this here group. We're trying to get our ship back up and running so we can get out of here, and we'd appreciate any help you could offer us."

Just then, the vehicle bay doors opened, and several crewmen could be seen pushing the dropship outside, Specialist Lee following behind them. Putting his hand up to his ear, he opened up a channel with Carver. "Sergeant, the crew's managed to repair the majority of damage to the dropship. Mind if I take it up?"

Carver looked back, and smiled. "Go ahead, Specialist." He then turned back to Captain Cloak. "Well, that took shorter than I expected. My second in command is about to take our dropship up, and hopefully return some more info on the other crashes. Uh...I guess you can stick around here for now, if you want. I don't have any reason to distrust you, so don't do anything stupid, and you should be fine."

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Soon enough, the dropship took off, the nearby crewmen clearing the area. It climbed quickly, and was soon hovering over the ship. Switching off VTOL mode, it began to move over the forest, moving over the nearby crash sites. Anyone looking up would be able to see it quite clearly. After it had finished surveying every crash site, it began to hover over the area near the abandoned castle.

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The Zea of Worlds

DSS Audie Murphy

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The Specialist, once again, listened as the changeling spoke to him. It seemed that they, too, were considered fugitives- although it was less their fault, and more the fault of their more aggressive cousins. As he continued to listen, the changeling paused, and he was quite surprised by what he said next.

<Really? Let me see...> Suddenly, he stood up, walking over to the window, and looking out. <Yes, I see him...how strange.> He looked back towards the changeling. <Well, I am going to head outside, and rendezvous with our leader outside. You can come with me, and I can see if I can introduce you to him. Otherwise, feel free to return to your ship, if you prefer.> He then began to move towards the door. <Either way, it has been good speaking with you. We will speak again, yes?>

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Meanwhile, Carver was considering their next steps. The battle was over by this point, with all of the hostile creatures dead or soon to be dead, and the Marines finally had some time to breathe. He had taken the time to ask for a damage report, and the results were better than he expected. There seemed to be very little damage to the ship, and the crew was shaken, but unharmed. Given that everything seemed to be normal, he ordered the crew to move forward with one of the tasks he had meant to do before everything went to shit- repairing the dropship. If they could get the aircraft in working order, they could send a team to explore the other sites, and possibly make contact with other survivors. Fortunately, they had working SCV's, and a good amount of spare parts, so he expected the repairs to be completed relatively quickly.

As he was talking with a few of the Marines, he heard a voice in the distance, and turned to face it. To his surprise, it was a human- or at least it looked like one from a distance. The figure was covered in some sort of red cloak, which covered any identifying features. But, it sounded like he was speaking English, albeit with a thick accent. As a few of the Marines also turned to face the figure, he stepped forward, walking towards it.

He kept moving forward until he was close enough to make out the figure clearly. He still couldn't see any identifying features, but he did see he was carrying a weapon- and a bizarre one at that. Who the hell carries a musket, in this day and age? I know some of the officers liked antique weapons, but a musket? Sheesh... Odd choice of weapon aside, they still spoke English, unlike everything else they had come across so far. He lowered his visor, a neutral expression on his face.

"Hey, there. Where'd you come from?"

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The Zea of Worlds

DSS Audie Murphy

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The Specialist continued to listen as the changeling spoke. <That is strange, indeed. Some of the creatures we have found here are very similar to our ancient myths. Perhaps our worlds are related in some way?> To him, this was a very interesting fact, and it had startling implications. Perhaps them landing on this planet wasn't a coincidence? I will have to ask about this later.

He continued to listen as the changeling told him of the land they were in. Equestria, a land ruled by ponies. He had originally suspected that the changelings were the dominant species here, but it seemed he was wrong. If the changeling's description of them was correct, then he would try his best to ensure a peaceful first contact. What he said next was unbelievable to him. <They can control the sun and moon? It seems impossible, yet...it makes some sense. It is strange that they rotate around the planet, where in every solar system I've seen, the planets rotate around the sun.>

Judging by what he said after that, it seemed that these rulers were very powerful beings. Fortunately, it did not seem they were interested in hostilities either. <I am sure we can find a way for them to help us with repairs. Even if they do not have the technology, they could provide us with raw materials.>

The offer to accompany them off-world was an interesting one. <I suppose you could accompany us, although I must warn you, the Koprulu Sector is a dangerous place. We are considered fugitives by the local government. Also, I do not know how the rest of the crew would feel about letting aliens on board. The only aliens they know are the Protoss and the Zerg, and neither of them are very friendly. I'd tell you more about them, but that would take a while. I would appreciate it if you helped us with communicating with these Equestrians. I cannot speak for everyone, but personally, I would be honored to have you travel with us.>

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