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In the mean time. She needed something to do. So naturally she went to her cargo pod, the one she made sure had what she wanted inside it. And began tweaking one of the items in there. A massive mech of some form. Maybe about twice the hight of a man in size. Wires were strewn everywhere. This was going to take some work for sure.
No time like the present.
With Ston piloting the craft--in relative safety, or so he thought-- The ride was going to be quite boring to say in the least. At least until Ston shot himself again. Whenver that may come.
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