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located in The Final Frontier, a part of The Blackbird's Cry, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Final Frontier

"Space: the final frontier." How often have we heard that line?

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Character Portrait: Amaya Rose Character Portrait: Emilia "M" Leibe Character Portrait: Leon Selig Character Portrait: Nierra Ezran Character Portrait: Mark (Mark-IX Albatross Earth Ver.) Character Portrait: Robert Langley Character Portrait: Lilian Rhorer Character Portrait: Astraeus Economos Character Portrait: Tyson Monnaie Character Portrait: Draka Character Portrait: Psykhe Anders
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"This is Captain Amaya Rose of the Blackbird's Cry," Amaya said, as the video connection was made. "To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?"

"Hello Captain Rose, this is Admiral Tak'la of the Pluto Colony," the older, black gentlemen said with a warm smile, his black hair and beard cut short but peppered with white specks. "Thank you for taking my call, we have a bit of a problem, you see. To be blunt, we can't allow you to dock here."

Amaya frowned. "What do you mean, Admiral? We are a sanctioned voyage just set out. Everyone docks at Pluto's station before they leave the system. I've never heard of Pluto denying anyone else."

"No, we haven't," Admiral Tak'la said after a brief moment. "It is highly unusual, but actually it's not that complicated. We have a security problem."

"A problem?" Amaya asked, her frown deepening. "Please do elaborate."

"Captain, let's just say I know that you know that your ship is not what it seems," Admiral Tak'la said, his smile not having moved at all during the conversation. "I knew your father, Captain Rose. I am not the only one aboard this station to have made the connection, and I am risking quite a bit simply to say that."

"I... see," Amaya said, after a moment, the anger thick in her voice, her hands clenched at her side. "Then what do you suggest I do with my ship, Admiral?"

"Captain Rose," Admiral Tak'la said gravely, his smile dropping for the first time. "I would suggest you run." The connection abruptly dropped, leaving Amaya staring at the space beyond the windshield for several long seconds. Silently, she returned to her seat, then after a slight pause turned to Fiora.

"Battle stations, Fiora, red alert please," Amaya said, her voice calm but her eyes still retaining all of the fury her words had only moments ago. "We're in for a fight."

***

The blaring of the red alert filled the cafeteria, immediately sending the room into a frenzy as the crew leaped from their seats and began sprinting from the room. Eco stared upwards, mouth agape for a split second, then he too took flight from his seat, sending his chair crashing to the ground as he ran towards the room's exit.

"All officers, get to the bridge!" Eco yelled back at the group sitting at the table while he ran. "To the bridge!"