After being cooped up for two weeks and running surveillance during that time, Cyne was pleased to finally leave the dull yet sturdy confines of the [i]Legion's End[/i]. Their initial tour of the system was unremarkable to say the least. Travelling to the system was an understandable given and Cyne certainly wouldn't complain about that fact. Finding the [i]Balrog[/i] however was a different matter entirely. An average solar system held an unfathomably proportioned emptiness between stellar bodies where practically anything, easily dwarfed by even the smallest of moons, could traverse the blackness of space undetected, unbeknownst to all but the most efficient of sensory arrays and spectrum analysis equipment. Unfortunately, their quarry was a sly object and annoyingly avoided detection for more than a week. Cyne at one point nearly convinced himself that the ship they sought was intentionally hiding away and leading them astray.

Their run was then made more difficult, if not however interesting when the additional ships belonging to different factions began pouring into the system, their goals quite similar to that of the crew of the [i]Legion's End[/i]. Days passed and Cyne swore his ears could have very well given out as he attuned them to the constant transmissions skipping about the Poseidon's Belt. Most were standard reports; nothing interesting however he held some thin sliver of hope that any one of the interlopers in-system could have, just maybe, found some sort of lead to go by. However, that was not to be as the latter half of the transmissions covered mostly of combat and in-fighting records. In a sense, it was somewhat amusing to Cyne, considering that with everyone killing each other, no one truly bothered to ask what exactly they were dying for. The simple answer would've been for secret and classified information; encrypted details that could genuinely tip the balance of power in the sector.

But was that truly it? No one however knew for sure and only time would tell once the accolade was in their grasps.

Sure enough, they eventually stumbled across their prize, having found the [i]Balrog[/i] as a derelict once it's short-range sensor pings wer picked up. Initial imagery revealed a vessel that once looked like the [i]Balrog[/i] but was now reduced to a battered and gutted hulk of metal. The question that everyone was asking couldn't be answered; what happened? The mere thought was eerie at best and indulged only in mysterious vagueness.

Within the shuttle destined towards the beaten husk of the [i]Balrog[/i], Cyne checked the HUD readout from his visor as it compiled the necessary booting data, having just powered up the life-support systems of his compact extravehicular mobility suit. The suit's OS normally would have taken ten or so minutes to ensure the life-support gear was reliable enough for safe usage. But with his trusty drone, Pathfinder docked to a modified assembly at the rear of the suit and procedurally interacting with the suit's main systems, the process only took seconds to complete.

After a small green ping illuminated on his HUD, Cyne directed his attention to his rifle. While a powerful marksman firearm, its Cartridge based design forbade it from participating within unsuitable environments. At least not in its usual state. Cyne systematically broke the frame down, having removed the elongated barrel and upper receiver assembly before storing them away. He eventually produced a newer and bulkier frame that would replace the uninstalled sections. The newer assembly was blocky and rectangular in appearance however maintaining a smooth and sleek design, boasting an ergonomic build where the horizontal handle would be. The new framework bore a complex lineup of internal mag rails, purposed for functioning in vacuum-like domains. The installation was relatively simple, simply requiring him to set the upper assembly in place atop the rifle itself, there it would then make a satisfying snap and then a low whine of its electronics synchronizing with the rest of the weapon's systems.

They were close now and it certainly wouldn't be much longer until they were live.