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'''[[Brandon Cormac|Cormac]]:''' =/\= Veritas to Blake. =/\=

'''[[Sky Blake|Blake]]:''' =/\= You're a few thousand clicks too far from Donova, Cormac, why are you in Shadow space? =/\=

'''Cormac:''' =/\= Captain wants you running an op in the main colony. She's particularly sorry that she's pulling you out of Cakapunnual, but this is important. =/\=

'''Blake:''' =/\= Please tell Zhou to remind her I'm not a marine. =/\=

<nowiki>::It was a dumb quote that had her rolling her eyes when Elis spouted the nonsense at the tactical console less than a year ago. A place with no weapons was laughable, given the amount of weapons smuggling, but Elis had clarified that it meant starship weaponry in it's space. The Bajoran had also taken it upon himself to forward her the information on just how little weapons activity there was because of all the shady deals happening upon the surface. Shadow's Edge was by no means the most populated colony, but strangely enough, it acted like it was.::</nowiki>

'''[[Sky Blake|Blake]]:''' The general consensus is humans and Klingons are pirates, but not to shoot on sight without authority. And if there's ever a Romulan out in the Shoals, they're not there to make my life harder, they're protecting themselves and their family. If they are hostile, and do not back down, then it's a run for cover job until Marshals can show up. It's a certain loss of dignity, but that's the way it is until such time our political climate stabilizes.

'''[[Hannibal Parker|Parker]]:''' Perhaps I should explain a little bit more about how we do things here. If we receive a threat, we try to mitigate it without bloodshed first. Failing that, we unleash hell. If we are attacked first, we unleash hell. You got something against Orions?

'''[[Kallo Ver|Kallo]]:''' Long story short, the Orion Syndicate approached me with a business opportunity - given that it came at the end of a disruptor, I'd have been mad to refuse - and they employed me to go searching for a lost Romulan fleet of V'teridix class warbirds. The kind of thing that generally only pan out of be myths. After some rather unethical means of gathering information thanks to a Nuvian lass, I decoded an ancient Romulan transmission - a distress signal, originating from a set of coordinates. I bolted from the Syndicate - and then was conveniently found by Marshals not long afterward.

'''Kallo:''' Did you hear anything I just told your? They're centuries deceased now - little more than bones! No, anything the colonists had on their persons aren’t worth anything by today’s standards. No, while Niraa and my Starfleet associates were looking for latinum or new pages for a history book, they forgot the most important thing.