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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

This shouldn't be a case for Hades, but… Perhaps I should get someone to check, just in case.
Might be an idea. More tribute for the god handling your soul.

Since the computer should be relatively intact, I'm hopeful that it will have data on fleet support bases which might still survive. Failing that, it should be connected to the ship's internal monitoring systems, so if anyone has been in here it will have a record of the fact.
And there's our reason for this little excursion.

...but don't belong to known crew members are highlighter, along with their probable species.
...but don't belong to known crew members are highlighted, along with their probable species.

All of the guns in the corridor deploy, and my armour registers the destruction of the drone.
=!= Cue Metal Gear Alert sound.

There are all sorts of things an inventive shit like him could have set up.
Oh, I'm sure he put some of his fun toys there.

Devlos Ungol's voice. The computer has probably decided that I'm similar enough that it should play a recorded message.
Monologuing from (hopefully) beyond the grave. The being has style.

Darn it, there's no way the Ungarans will miss that. Assuming that it's actually happened and isn't just what's supposed to happen in the event of a Green Lantern getting on board. Ring?
No response, I note. Presumably it would have said something if the shields weren't up?

"-destruction is inevitable, and all you hold dear will follow soon after! The natural state of the universe is bloody slaughter! All else is deceit and madness!"
Hoo-boy. He's a crazy one, eh?
I exit that corridor and fly out into a small room with a heavy goods lift. As part of the internal reinforcement measures the ship is split into sections with thick armour between each one. Having one long corridor from the bow to the stern would introduce a massive structural weakness.
Sensible. Also prevents boarders having easy access to the full length of the ship.

I love the analysis of the ship's layout and design. Pure technology-and-common-sense porn.

But if the computer had connections to that hallway, shouldn't his Ring have been able to hack it remotely?
Likely a sub-terminal running in what 'Ghost In The Shell' called Autistic mode: Operating independently until it receives a certain sequence of data inputs which tell it to reconnect.
 
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Crumbler rounds I know. What the hell are 'unmaker' rounds?

Well if Zoat throws in some Doom Patrol into this stew, they'd be bullets that emulate the Decreator, the Unmaker, the Shadow of God, that sings the song of oblivion that reverses creation.

Or for those who prefer technobabble, they'd basically cancel out the waves in the quantum field that things are made out of ala white noise.

Blue Beetle fans would probably refer to them as generating as an implicate order annihilation field.
 
Yay! Ship porn!

I feel like Zoat might have a general map of this place planned out.

Also, am I the only one getting Necron vibes from what he says in that link? Especially with the whole "pope of a church of death" Thing. Though I suppose the point about it being fairly generic still stands.
 
That is a... Dangerous request.
Right, there will probably be more guns in the shaft, but it doesn't have a better power supply than the nearby sections so they shouldn't be any bigger than the ones that just did nothing to me.
You know what an empty, hightech, possibly magnetically driven elevator shaft looks a lot like? A giant railgun barrel. Or any number of other gun types.
Well, we have moved to QQ...
 
Sun eaters were linked to a few months ago (can't remember the context, but I remember there was a discussion about what if Superman did not grow up on Earth at the same time), but they seem to destroy suns via a super-nova or something, not absorb them.

Imagine the physics though, if a sun just suddenly disappeared - all the planets would go hurtling off somewhere until they hit something - and that something would take huge damage. Isaac Newton would be the deadliest son of a bitch in space :) Man, that meme is old.
 
Sun eaters were linked to a few months ago (can't remember the context, but I remember there was a discussion about what if Superman did not grow up on Earth at the same time), but they seem to destroy suns via a super-nova or something, not absorb them.

It does both, according to its original depiction in the comics.

Consumes the energy of the sun and causes it to shrink, but not lose mass, which then causes a supernova.

Basically a rapid aging of a star.

Although in Final Night it seemed to be only consuming the sun, people were afraid of freezing to death, not the fiery end a supernova would cause.
 
Imagine the physics though, if a sun just suddenly disappeared - all the planets would go hurtling off somewhere until they hit something - and that something would take huge damage. Isaac Newton would be the deadliest son of a bitch in space :) Man, that meme is old.
Eh, they probably wouldn't hit anything. Railgun rounds probably wouldn't either, really, it's just that they don't want to risk nuking someone else at all, and whoever's firing them might be rather close to a planet or a friendly ship in their fleet, etc.

Space is ridiculously empty, so even taking gravity into consideration the chances of hitting something significant at all are ridiculously low. And planets are big and obvious, so whatever is going to get hit, there's plenty of time to dodge and/or evacuate.

Of course, that's not to say that you have to hit anything at all to ruin someone's day. Having a wayward planet fly harmlessly past your home planet sounds fine, until you realize that it fucked up your planet's orbit, and now your winters bring planet-wide blizzards and the summers are hot enough to give everyone heatstroke.
 
So they were considered.
*Woosh*
Wow, you managed to completely miss the point. Way to dodge that cluebat there!

The train of thought you should be following is as follows.

I frown. Ring, did the people of Tartarath ever produce any other sun-draining artefacts or similar technology?
Here, OL is wondering where Devlos's suit of armor might have come from. Because it is outside context to every other example of native technology.

And-. The other most likely suspect would be a human if this was happening now, but the gap of two hundred years pretty much puts us out of the running.
Here is where he is dismissing Bullshit Human Schizo Tech because this all happened 200 years ago.

What he is not considering is this:
"A fleet which can be stopped by conventional interdiction systems unless it gets towed into position by Lanterns. My first attempt at modifying a human resulted in someone who can fly at faster than light speed using telekinesis, who can unleash levels of destruction which rival those of a Lantern and which are not dependent on his mood."
Ladies and Gentleman, Jevek Jos Jar. Who is trying to make a human sized force deployment system with the power of a Lantern.

Hinon frowns. "Are you trying to recreate the Sun-Eaters? There are reasons why we stopped using those."

"The Guardians are less numerous now than they were when they formally objected to their existence. They are no longer in a position to press us over the issue."

"Sir..? Sun-Eater?"

"A synthetic life form the Controllers created. They used it to demolish star systems."
Who when asked if he was trying to recreate the Sun-Eaters, did not give a response of 'No', but instead something along the lines of 'Well, who is going to stop me? The Guardians were the ones who opposed the Sun-Eaters before, and there are much fewer of them around now to object.'

Think of it this way. Unless some Random Omnipotent Bastard just hands you a suit of armor that eats suns as a pre-installed feature, to end up with something like that you need to first have a mad scientist who has the thought "I do not have enough Sun-Eating options available to me. And since I think Eating Suns is something I will want to be able to do going forward, this tragic lack of devices capable of rendering entire solar systems uninhabitable must be remedied forthwith."

This comes down to the old trifecta of Means, Motive, and Opportunity.

Means:
I am a member of species of multi-millennial omni-disciplinary geniuses.
Malthusians have the tech base to develop Devlos's suit, as the race at the top of the tech tree. And this is not just hypothetical, since one or more Controllers developed the Sun-Eater organisms previously. Jevek Jos Jar is a Manthusan and thus has the means.

Motive:
As mentioned above, this is someone who has no inherent objection to the idea of things that eat suns. And wants something with the power of a Lantern, but human sized and not the size of a space ship or fleet. That is, something like Devlos's armor sounds like it fulfills his criteria as a glance. Motive.

Opportunity:
I know what all of the Controllers working under me with the Orange Lantern Corps are doing for part of their time. But I don't know what they're doing all of the time. And I don't know what the rest are doing at all."
Neither Malthusians as a species or Controllers as a faction are in the habit of keeping tabs on what their compatriots are doing independently.

"I thought they'd just turn them into a modern martian. Or keep them in containment. Isn't there some sort of.. policy about letting other Controllers know when you're operating in their area?"

"Quite the opposite, actually. We usually don't get involved in one another's projects at all."
And have no cultural expectation of having to disclose their projects to others.

I frown, then look at Hinon. "What, really? Controllers don't have any sort of 'best practice' rules?"

She shakes her head. "You are more familiar with those Controllers directly associated with the war against the Reach. Since their objective is essentially political, they generally have more of a care for the look of the thing. But there is no requirement for Controllers to be involved in that war. Actually, taken over the whole of our history, I would say that it is Jevek's attitude that is the more usual.
And have no 'best practices' framework to make them question 'is making a suit of armor that eats suns for power really a good idea?'

So, why is OL using:
Actual Sun Eaters don't work like that
as an excuse to rule out Jevek Jos Jar as the possible source for the Armor that set the sector on fire 200 some years ago, because to me, he looks like a really good fit.

"The extent of his ability to locate his targets is a part of his assessment. It is also his responsibility rather than mine."
Especially when you take Effigy into account, with the non existent guidance, and how he didn't consider any trouble Effigy might cause (from not knowing how to actually anti-piracy) to be his responsibility at all.

"It is not ideal. I do not intend for my work to be subordinated."
And places 'not being accountable to others' above not doing a half assed job.

Also this:
"There were a great many research projects examining… The possibilities of developing exotic weapons to bring a more satisfactory end to the conflict with the Reach.
Because Delvos's armor certainly looks like a good contender for one of Jevek Jos Jar's previous research projects to me.
 
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Since you seem to think I don't get it, let me explain what I did get from it.

Paul asked Xor something and implied that, because Xor interpreted it in a common sense way instead of a literal way, Xor answered the question wrong and was careless or an idiot for not answering it literally. And that's nonsense.

Maybe you think Paul was just making a joke, but Paul and Xor didn't seem to be getting along well enough to be joking with each other. It felt more like Paul was trying to show his superiority.
 
Eh, they probably wouldn't hit anything. Railgun rounds probably wouldn't either, really, it's just that they don't want to risk nuking someone else at all, and whoever's firing them might be rather close to a planet or a friendly ship in their fleet, etc.

Space is ridiculously empty, so even taking gravity into consideration the chances of hitting something significant at all are ridiculously low. And planets are big and obvious, so whatever is going to get hit, there's plenty of time to dodge and/or evacuate.

Of course, that's not to say that you have to hit anything at all to ruin someone's day. Having a wayward planet fly harmlessly past your home planet sounds fine, until you realize that it fucked up your planet's orbit, and now your winters bring planet-wide blizzards and the summers are hot enough to give everyone heatstroke.
That post seems to be talking about the mean free path for something small. Not knowing much physics myself, there seems to be a major difference between launching a torpedo and launching Jupiter across the galaxy. Namely, launching something even part that size across a galaxy - or even near it - seems really dangerous due to the stuff you pointed out, mainly gravity affecting a large area, but also due to the fact that - if precise timing is possible - this would a ridiculous instrument of terror for use by pirates - instead of blowing up continents, you could threaten to smash planets.
 
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It felt more like Paul was trying to show his superiority.
He IS sort of the foremost expert on Orange power ring use, and is basically the first person to ever put on an Orange ring who didn't go insane with greed.

That being said, OL also isn't all that....flexible about it, and has shown, ever since his first interaction with the Green Lanterns of Earth, that he all but sees his way as the BEST way.
 
Ways and Means (part 10)
24th January
18:27 GMT


Another crumbler-slap and I'm out into another room, this time with three corridors leading off from it. Left is labelled 'Main Sensors', right is 'Biological Processing', which is probably sewage, and straight forward with the widest corridor is 'Component Warehouse'. Alright, yes, I suppose that it makes sense that they wouldn't link directly to the place where they manufactured them. Far easier to have the manufacturers build up a stock and have technicians install them as needed.

I'm still stealthed, still not putting weight on anything… The ship can detect power ring scans, which… I knew was possible, but I'm not scanning now and I shot out every door on the way down. And the one for the level beneath this one. So it shouldn't know where I am at the moment. The warehouse shouldn't have better connections to the main generator than anywhere else.

Shouldn't.

I fly forward, and-. Ah, the first body of a crewman that I've seen so far. A dull-blue skinned humanoid… Male? With a floating platform loaded with electronic components. The internal door to the warehouse has made a spirited attempt to slice him and his space trolley in half, but appears to have failed part way through. Either that or the computer decided not to bother. In theory these doors are supposed to be able to slam closed to prevent decompression, but there's a limit to how hard they can actually close. It's not completely surprising that someone was here, the ship was in combat when Starkaðr and Abin Sur slew Devlos-.

Huh. Wonder how that worked. I know that Green Lanterns aren't supposed to kill people, but I doubt that the Guardians would have investigated too hard if one of them reported back that Devlos was 'a victim of circumstance'. Perhaps if they blasted him into a main reactor which suffered a critical containment failure. If they weren't specifically trying to kill him…



Am I making a false assumption there? Did they leave him alive? In a Sciencell? That would be a very Green Lantern thing to do. But wouldn't John have said something? Or… Jordan got Abin Sur's ring. Guy got Starkaðr's. John's is relatively… John's first ring is on Hinon's finger, and was new. His current one is even more new. It's possible that the relevant information hasn't been loaded onto it. Okay, when I get out, ask him to request all data concerning the case from Clarissi Salaak.

I fly over the body and into the warehouse. Larger pieces of equipment are neatly stacked on heavily-built shelves near the entrance, while smaller shelves further in contain smaller and more delicate components. The avenues between shelves are clear except for the bodies, each… Looks like it was shot repeatedly while on the deck. Ring, any irregularities?

Genetic traces of unclear origin detected.

Show me.

Huh. Well, we might not know who they are, but plenty of people would have come through here each day. It's not really-.

That one's ungaran. That's-. No, no, the ungarans weren't always limited to their homeworld, there are plenty of reasons why a genetic trace from one might be here. Record it and see if it matches any of the dead crew I find later.

Confirmed.

A couple of the bodies in this room have outstanding bounties. I'm sure that Ungara can use the money, so I do the necessary scans to confirm their identities. Take an inventory or move on? Obviously I don't know exactly what's supposed to be here, but this is a great place for looting if you can actually get here. Hm. I fly down an aisle, having the ring take note of everything still here. I'm not seeing any obvious holes in the stock. Would the stock list be separate from the central computer? Are any of the corpses carrying personal devices? I stop to check one. Ah, yes, but the automatic guns shot them.

Hm. I don't remember seeing any damage to the ship's sensors. Not externally, anyway. So why are the trays containing parts for the FTL sensor system almost empty? Both the parts for the sensors themselves and for the computer systems that take that data and turn it into a picture of the universe. That's all reasonably valuable, but neither unique or the most expensive thing here. They… Might have been partway through a major refit, or… Just wanted to make sure that everything was in full working order before the attack on Ungara. Ring, biological traces?

Scanned.

Nothing immediately actionable. Lots of people had access to these drawers. Still, worth noting.

Alright, nothing more I can do here-. Other than try looting the place myself, but that seems pointless. Not only will the ship's computer immediately detect it, but once I have control of the computer I can just deactivate the traps and take what I want. Or hand the whole thing over to the Ungarans. They're a nice bunch, and if anyone was going to have local hegemony I'd rather it was them than just about anyone else. Only other things of note are the senior technician's station -which might have data on the inventory- and the door to the machine shop. Breaching the door will undoubtably trigger this room's traps. And I don't particularly want to wreck the place.

Ring, identify hidden weapons.

Compliance.

Wall, floor and ceiling mounted. Far more than would actually be required to kill the crew, or even a sizeable number of attackers. Whoever designed this was a nutter.

But they weren't prepared for an Illustres.

I drop stealth and a volley of precisely targeted destructive pulses shoot out the internal guns before they can deploy. A construct crumble-slap takes care of the door to the next section as the computer tries to deploy the guns anyway, and then I'm through-.

A purple beam catches me in the face, eating into my armour-.

I intensify my environmental shield and pull myself to the side, generating construct armour just as soon as the force dies down enough to make that possible.

Ah, positron beams. Didn't miss you at all.

I fly fuck! The beam hits again, reacting with the electrons in the air to batter my armour which is already cracking under the strain-.

Forget it. Back up, back through the doorway into the warehouse-.

The beam stops for a moment as I get behind the dividing wall. Okay, didn't spot exactly where that came from. And-.

I reach up to my chest plate to feel-. Oh, that's not good. My armour's just gone. Start repairing that. Construct armour should deal with positron-based attacks, but that didn't look like it was just a positron containment beam to me. I should be able to tank it long enough to get a shot-.

The wall explodes! The explosive reaction of matter and anti-matter throws out enough heat and radiation to cook a quarter of the warehouse area, and I can see my construct armour start to sag and melt. The beam hits me in the right shoulder as I half-turn, matter-antimatter reactions chewing at the construct pauldron!

Separate the plate, expand, push forward. Holding for the moment, but the computer is clearly happy to shoot through the ship's interior and when it shoots denser objects the reaction is more energetic. Options? Can't shoot into this, the air is turning to plasma, stepping out should be safe but the ship clearly has some sort of anti-Lantern gear built in…

Wait, this whole area has been wrecked and I'm not scanning. How is it seeing me?

I float left towards the melted remains of the supervisor station and the positron beam continues shooting at my previous location, scything through the warehouse section in a series of matter-antimatter explosions but I'm already flying forward and releasing chaff as I go! There!

A destructive beam leaps from my ring and I keep moving as it strikes the positron beam projector's housing-. A force field, a stronger one than the other guns employ. The computer controlling it turns it, firing a shot at the point I fired from, but I've already gotten out of the way as it shoots out a wall. Pressure all over my construct armour increasing

This level of energy is going to be externally detectable soon. Damn it! Scan in detail. I doubt that it's producing positrons as it fires, and I don't want to make its entire reserve explode. Bottle there? Good. I crumble-slap the force field and stab construct blades into the turret, destroying the wires linking the turret to the computer at the same time as a slightly more controlled construct takes control of the positron bottle. Okay, I'll… Take that somewhere safe and detonate it late-.

Another positron beam turret descends from the ceiling and f-.

I'm already moving out of the way. The computer still can't see me, it's just firing at my estimated location. Crumble-slap, stab. Ring, any more of these?

None detected.

Okay.

I take a look around at the devastation. It hasn't quite reached the outer hull, but unlike on a plane the built-up energy can't really escape anywhere. I generate cold guns and begin the process of cooling things down. Next stop, the computer core.
 
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...this time with three corridors leading off from it. Left is labelled 'Main Sensors', left is 'Biological Processing', which is probably sewage, and straight forward with the widest corridor is 'Component Warehouse'.
That's two lefts...

'Shouldn't' gets rookies killed... Good thing you're not a rookie.

The internal door to the warehouse has made a spirited attempt to slice him and his space trolley in half, but appears to have failed part way through.
Ouch.

Perhaps if they blasted him into a main reactor which suffered a critical containment failure. If they weren't specifically trying to kill them…
Isn't this the guy who could walk out of a nuclear explosion? Sneaking suspicion he isn't as dead as the Guardians' info claims.

Okay, when I get out, ask him to request all data concerning the case from Clarissi Salaak.
Predicted response: "I'm sorry, but that information is restricted to Guardian-level access only."

Looks like it was shot repeatedly while on the deck.
Same high-gravity/killshot combo as on the command deck?

Genetic traces of unclear origin detected.
...Concerning...

Hm. I fly down a aisle, having the ring...
Hm. I fly down an aisle, having the ring...

Are any of the corpses carrying personal devices? I stop to check one. Ah, yes, but the automatic guns shot them.
Denial of information to attackers. Smart.

Breaching the door will undoubtably trigger this room's traps.
Yes, folks, that 'undoubtably' is a word...

...reacting with the electrons in the air to batter by armour...
...reacting with the electrons in the air to batter my armour...

I reach up to my chest plate to feel-. Oh, that's not good. My armour's just gone.
Yikes!

Wait, this whole area has been wrecked and I'm not scanning. How is it seeing me?
...This has something to do with the missing FTL sensor gear, isn't it? Did someone jury-rig a Spectrum Energy Detection system?

The computer controlling it turn it, firing a shot at the point I fired from...
The computer controlling it turns it, firing a shot at the point I fired from...

I doubt that it's producing positrons as it fires, and I don't want to make its entire reserve explode.
'Bad' would be a major understatement there. On the level of 'Entire ship gone.'

This is some crazy-aggressive defenses. What the hell is so important to the computer that it's willing to employ anti-matter to defend itself?
 
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That's two lefts...

Shouldn't.
'Shouldn't' gets rookies killed... Good thing you're not a rookie.

The internal door to the warehouse has made a spirited attempt to slice him and his space trolley in half, but appears to have failed part way through.
Ouch.

Perhaps if they blasted him into a main reactor which suffered a critical containment failure. If they weren't specifically trying to kill them…
Isn't this the guy who could walk out of a nuclear explosion? Sneaking suspicion he isn't as dead as the Guardians' info claims.

Okay, when I get out, ask him to request all data concerning the case from Clarissi Salaak.
Predicted response: "I'm sorry, but that information is restricted to Guardian-level access only."

Looks like it was shot repeatedly while on the deck.
Same high-gravity/killshot combo as on the command deck?

Genetic traces of unclear origin detected.
...Concerning...

Hm. I fly down a aisle, having the ring...
Hm. I fly down an aisle, having the ring...

Are any of the corpses carrying personal devices? I stop to check one. Ah, yes, but the automatic guns shot them.
Denial of information to attackers. Smart.

Breaching the door will undoubtably trigger this room's traps.
Yes, folks, that 'undoubtably' is a word...

...reacting with the electrons in the air to batter by armour...
...reacting with the electrons in the air to batter my armour...

I reach up to my chest plate to feel-. Oh, that's not good. My armour's just gone.
Yikes!

Wait, this whole area has been wrecked and I'm not scanning. How is it seeing me?
...This has something to do with the missing FTL sensor gear, isn't it? Did someone jury-rig a Spectrum Energy Detection system?

The computer controlling it turn it, firing a shot at the point I fired from...
The computer controlling it turns it, firing a shot at the point I fired from...

I doubt that it's producing positrons as it fires, and I don't want to make its entire reserve explode.
'Bad' would be a major understatement there. On the level of 'Entire ship gone.'


This is some crazy-aggressive defenses. What the hell is so important to the computer that it's willing to employ anti-matter to defend itself?

it might just be that her designer/commissioner was a nutter- he... doesn't seem to have..really been all that stable/sane from the historical stuff.

what im genuinely a little apprehensive about, is the level of defences at the ACTUAL core systems- if its internal systems are designed to use fucking antiparticle weaponry to defend/decrew the fucking WAREHOUSES....
 
That's two lefts...
Hm. I fly down a aisle, having the ring...
Hm. I fly down an aisle, having the ring...
...reacting with the electrons in the air to batter by armour...
...reacting with the electrons in the air to batter my armour...
The computer controlling it turn it, firing a shot at the point I fired from...
The computer controlling it turns it, firing a shot at the point I fired from...
Thank you, corrected.
 
I fly fuck! The beam hits again, reacting with the electrons in the air to batter my armour which is already cracking under the strain-. Forget it. Back up, back through the doorway into the warehouse-. The beam stops for a moment as I get behind the dividing wall. Okay, didn't spot exactly where that came from. And-. I reach up to my chest plate to feel-. Oh, that's not good. My armour's just gone. Start repairing that. Construct armour should deal with positron-based attacks, but that didn't look like it was just a positron containment beam to me. I should be able to tank it long enough to get a shot-.

Danm, move over Darkseid, this ship is the final boss. Compared to Fate and social problems its not quite there, but there is still at lasts one more part.
 
Both Paul's environmental shield and his armor came down somewhere there. The question is: Did Paul just get cancer, even if he wasn't hit by the positrons, but by the gamma rays? Probably doesn't matter since he can cure it - though other lanterns probably can't.
 
Both Paul's environmental shield and his armor came down somewhere there. The question is: Did Paul just get cancer, even if he wasn't hit by the positrons, but by the gamma rays?
The environmental shield didn't go down. You can tell because the SI is still alive. However, sufficient levels of force will piece it.
 
The environmental shield didn't go down. You can tell because the SI is still alive. However, sufficient levels of force will piece it.
Paul can survive full body disintegration (sort of), so I'd imagine he'd survive for the few seconds it would take to heal himself even if his shield went down. A positron beam would just bore a hole through him most likely, which he could then heal fairly easily, and remove the radiation / irradiated cells from his body.
At this point I can imagine him surviving even getting his head cut off fairly easily - since it has been shown people can survive without their bodies for at least a few seconds.
Even if his whole body is irradiated and destroyed, he could probably pull a Theseus's ship on it, as long as the positron beam doesn't affect his soul.
 
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I'm rather surprised he hasn't considered the risk of the entire ship detonating
 

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