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*my voice cracks with an almost seething anger*
Your deal got a minimum of 30,000 soldiers and many more civilians KILLED. But these soldiers weren't with me that day. Just let them go.... you can have me.

Hux: Harlock, what the HELL do you think you're doing?!?

Harlock: *shushes Hux silently with the wave of a finger*


Everyone ought to have the right to correct their mistakes. I hope you're man enough to mean that, Captain.
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*stares dumbfoundedly at the display*

Who the hell does she think she is? Wierd. Maybe I can talk our way out of this.

*clicks on the comms button*

This is Commander Harlock of the 4th EDB Cosmic Fleet. We are of the understanding that you are of Amaranthine. If this is true, then we know what you're capable of. Let's talk this out. No need for things to get messy.


Well, Commander Harlock, it is my understanding that you have been given the deal we offer to all, correct? Feel free to tell me if I am wrong, though, but here you are.
*elsewhere in the cosmos, a ship the size of a small planet floats amongst common space debris, laying within a large asteroid belt. Aboard the ship, Captain Harlock sat aboard the ship's hull, checking that it's many armaments are in pristine condition*

…hmm. Not much here… but it'll do in a pinch.

*a soldier walks up to him and solutes*

Harlock: at ease.

Soldier: *lowers her hand, and assumes a semi relaxed appearance*

How is the Armory? Everything fits to your standards, sir?

Harlock: indeed. We're not exactly low on munitions, but we definitely should restock at the nearest outpost. We'll survive, for now.

Soldier: agreed. All 12,300 units are accounted for, sir. Our ship is in proficient condition.

Harlock: excellent. Good work, Lieutenant Commander Hux. You're always so punctual.

*gently pokes her nose in a teasing, casual manner*

But, I can count on you in any situation, and that's what matters. Perhaps I owe you a drink for all your hard work, when we get back home.

Hux: That sounds like a plan. I definitely wouldn't refuse.
*she smirks, saying this in a similar manner*

Harlock: *smirks back*

I'll see you back on the Bridge, Lt. Commander.

Hux: Indeed. And Harlock? Please wear your uniform. You've got to keep up appearances with the others.

Harlock: *rolls his eyes*
Alright, I *guess* I can do that for you.

Hux: Thank you. And don't be so down about it. Just because it isn't your fancy pirate garb doesn't mean it doesn't look good on you, it's kind of cute, actually.

Harlock: Space Captain Harlock, cute? That's a new one.

Hux: *laughs a bit*

Keep yourself together, soldier.

Harlock: yes, Ma'am-

*the entire ship quakes under the weight of an unforeseen force, and the alarms blare*

Intercom: *clicks*

A large, unidentified, potential Category 8 force has launched an attack on our position! Man your positions!

Harlock: *my face changes to one of worry*

That's… not good.

*throws my naval jacket over my shoulder, and sprints towards the bridge, flitting up several flights of stairs and down several hallways before reaching his destination. When he gets there, he looks at a holomap in the middle of the center platform, showing a large, amaranthine portal*

….SHIT!

*looks up to the fellow soldiers manning their positions*
It's the Amaranthine! Immediate counter maneuvers! Shields on high, tilt the ship 3 units Starboard to aim the MBI Cannons on their position, Now!

Soldier 1: Of course sir… but this won't do anything to them.

Harlock: It'll buy us time, and that's what we need. I want 3 full squadrons of Mid-Speed Fighters on our left and right flanks from the enemy's perspective. Let's get to it!

*after the squadrons take their position and the ship's portside face is in view, Harlock watches carefully to see what comes out of the portal*


*Floats through, arms outstretched in a welcoming manner*
Welcome, soldierfolk!
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*Barrels into you myself, grabbing you by the face and blasting it with repeated, fast blows of kinetic energy as though hitting you while holding you*


*Grins and flies off after you for a follow-up*
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*Smirks*
If you keep up that kind of talk, you might convince me that you’re worried about my well-being.


Don't get your hopes up.
*Thin strands of flame spiral wildly out from my hands before exploding into a tornado of purple around me*
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I wouldn’t have wasted my time otherwise.


I do hope this doesn't mean that you don't have what it takes on your own?
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*Remains completely gone for several minutes*


*Turns toward Omega*
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*The serpent explodes, spewing matter miles into the distance, and my location obscured by the resulting explosion*


*Gleams proudly at the result, seemingly not caring about wherever you went*
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Brave words for a slave.
*At the last moment, twists above you, shielding myself with a black platform, and uses it to propel myself upward while pushing the platform into you as the dragon bites into you*


*Leaps directly into its mouth, thrusting my fist forward and unleashing an overwhelming amount of flame that totally destroys it from the inside, and unleashing so much pressure inside of it that it detonates like a large bomb*
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*I bounce off more platforms in mid-air, gaining speed off of each of them as I propel my self toward you, and creates another serpentine creature as I near you*
Don’t give yourself too much credit now!


All credit goes to Nemid, inevitable master of all!
*Brings a fist back as you near*
Master of you.
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