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[b]As Ernest[/b]
Ernest has chosen to ignore the spontaneous beer. Between Fanny May's ship disappearing and reappearing, and Hany's Ribbon, Ernest isn't really phased by much anymore.

"I can't give you that specific drone, it is still recharging. I a hundred just like it though. It doesn't matter, they aren't able to function unless they are either inside my hull, or touching it. So unless you want me to extend out a chain pods like I did when I pulled your ship in, or if you somehow manage to mysteriously improve my systems like you are so fond of doing, a drone can not accompany you."

A repair starts following Fanny May. It looks nearly identical to the last one. One of the ocular sensors is looking at Fanny May, almost expecting her to work her magic again. Assuming she does, the pod is able to follow her outside the ship.

[quote]
 SUCCESSFULLY DOCKED AT MASGC STATION.
 ASSIGNING 1 REPAIR POD(S) TO FALLOW USER FANNY MAY.
[/quote]

There was not much to show on the terminal, ok?

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[b]As Rodia[/b]. I guess you didn't have anything to respond to Rodia with. Happens a lot, huh?

Rorod stops for to think for a moment. He looks out the office window towards the factory, not forgetting about the unfinished R-Core. "Those poor things... they must be terrified! Barely able to function, and already thrusted into a situation of extreme danger..."

Then he looks to the Forte's ship. "That thing though... if we can defeat it, I'm sure we can harvest enough metal to complete them, and a hundred more! Maybe even expand Rodia some, add some propper defence turrets or something..."

 Then, Lars bursts into his office. "Mr Rorod sir! We are ready to launch the first wave of ships!"

 Rorod: "Ah, excellent! Launch them immediately, but be careful. We don't know what kind of weapons these guys have."

 A few minutes later, several ships launch out of varias bays. 20 Armored Gunships and 10 private militia ships. As the armored guships launch, each one has two wings extend from the body, each with a single, powerful, rapid fire plasma turret. The orb-shaped hull is incredibly hard to damage, but the wings and the joins where the wings connect to the ship aren't as well armored. The private militia are much larger and less maneuverable than the armored gunships, but their single plasma turret has better range, and the ships themselves are faster. They are also a bit more delicate, since they weren't made for war.

 The fleet of thirty ships moves in between the Forte's ship and Rodia, forming a loose ring around the tractor beam, being careful not to get too close to the ship. The armored gunships move in front of the militia ships, holding their fire at the moment.

 Meanwhile, back at Roida, a disgruntled robot sits in his jail cell. He happens to look outside. "I could be helping with that, you know!" He said. "Let me out and return my magic circuits, my ion cannon could wipe them out in no time!"

 "Keep dreaming, Gamma!" Laughed the Warden, "Maybe you'd destroy them, but then you'd turn that cannon on us. Don't try to deny it! We don't need you loose again!"

 Gamma glares at the warden, but he can't deny it. He then looks back out his cell, and happens to notice a blurry object.

 "Wait a second, that thing... that is moving just like the Wave Blaster! Somebody stole my Fighter!"

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[b]as Ramrod[/b]
Ramrod is in fact quite surprised. In fact, he loses his grip and falls back to the ground in surprise. (since he is a stuffed animal, it doesn't hurt him)

 "Mraoh mraoh?!" (You can talk?!) "Mraoh mraoh mraoh?" (Why do these people need a sentient computer screen?)

 Ramrod stares up and the display screen. He then climbs back up to get a closer look at it again. He thinks to himself. (well, there goes my first plan.... I was going to rip this thing off and sea if there was, by off chance, a passage behind it. But... it's... sentient? I guess I shouldn't hurt it...)

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[b]As Siren[/b]
Far away from the conflict of Rodia and the Forte is a fighter spaceship, the Wave Blaster, following them from afar.

"Idiots" The pilot says to herself. "If I am to believe half of what I heard about either Ramrod or Rorod, they aren't going to stand a chance leading themselves against the Forte."

Siren starts speeding up her ship. "Oh well, I guess I should help them." The Wave Blaster initiate's its hyper drive, warping in front of the giant space need's path. She moves her ship closer, looking for any weakness in the armor. Should she find any, she'll fire at it, and try to make a hole in the armor.