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[sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m7OV0FBBv38]i think we are in rats alley / where the dead men lost their bones[/url][/sub][/center]

[color=6ecff6][ERROR: Data Transfer to PANDORA unable to complete. Suspected Signal Interference. Retry? Y/N][/color]

Gypsy's cockpit came alive with the rapturous cries of sirens, a cacophony of alarms and lights that many on Earth had fretted would never have reason to go off. Her emerald screens were alight with orange, pings dancing like wildfires in a brush. Unlike many of the other Orbitals on the ground team, Chiron Works had designed Gypsy Soul's sensor suites for such an eventuality. The unknown signals were quickly parsed by her Orbital and identified for what they truly were - bodies in unfitting graves, no different from the pilots in their pods, men at war, or the old men on Earth, hundreds of years ago, left in wells to keep until spring. So it was not the reaction of her systems being overwhelmed by stimuli that disquieted Gypsy; it was the almost-emotional note from her machine itself at the feeling of parsing their new data, half in ecstasy and half in anguish. 

[color=ed1c24][center][i]//Engage communication suite? Y?N?//[/i][/center]

"No."[/color] Her heart went out to her virtual counterpart, tempered with some disappointment of her own. True, it would have been a little too neat to knock out every one of her employer's primary directives all in one go, and then go about a life of lazy napping and caring for some unique little planets on the hydroponics lab, but such a climax to her life would have been as boring as the idea of death - convenient, and all too abrupt. [color=ed1c24]"They're beyond hearing us now."[/color]

The fervor in her cockpit died down; lights stopped blinking, and the sirens ended like the piteous wails of a child, slowly tapering into a whimper. Only the ringing in her ears remained.

[color=6ecff6][UPDATE: Data Transfer f̵r̵o̵m̴  PANDORA completed. Cached tactical data dumped to PANDORA.][/color]

[color=ed1c24]<<Gypsy Soul, live, raw and uncut. My sabre is having power issues.>>[/color]

She weighed how best to put the momentary existential crisis of her Orbital.

[color=ed1c24]<<Movement is unimpeded...but some of my systems are feeling a little down in the dumps. She likes to sleep through most big updates.>>[/color]