- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
What a pretty trail you left in the sky. Just like a falling star. Talking about the Lebanon.
You really did make it back. From the slingshot. I shouldn't be surprised, but I am. You've been through a few scrapes in the meantime, I see, but you're little worse off than before. Something went bad on the UNSC Lebanon during the slingshot. That's a lot worse than when we left home, but we beggars can't be choosers can we?
So here you are. Stuck with me. Back to where you started from before you slingshotted. Nowhere else to go. Nothing else to do. Meaning, you have no choice. You're going to have to take one of those fancy lifepods and come down to the surface, with me, a rampant AI. I know you examined every other option, but now your ship is running out of power and you're dead unless you do. (You get the point folks). New to the neighbourhood and don't know your way around. No friends here, either, so you're trying to crash at my new place. Crash? Interesting choice of words. You know, maybe in a lifepod to the surface. New Place? Did anyone stop to consider that maybe he considers Frigid his new place.
Read it carefully, my text is spliced in with the itallicized words.
And guess what, I know what everyone is going to say. You don't know what you're talking about; you're over analyzing it.
Well, all I can say is
Mine works, your's doesn't.
Lifeboat Bay C Terminal